Bird Cloud

From the beginning of the journey to the west to the end of the mythology
The world is full of flags and clouds, and sharp blades are everywhere
With a graceful demeanor, doing righteous things, shining brightly and spitting fire, shining the wild and covering the marshes!
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"Great Immortal, I'm leaving."
"If you are as bright as the sun, then this time you go, you will be invincible!"

The Tathāgata Must Fail

Late in the night, the Royal City of Huaguo Mountain was still brightly lit.


Demon craftsmen bustled about, inspecting every spiritual energy circuit in the Royal City to ensure they were intact, making final preparations for the city's ascent.


Sun Wukong lay on the Immortal Stone, gazing up at the night sky, seemingly lost in thought.


Immortal Zhenyuan sat down beside him: "Younger brother, aren't you nervous?"


"Not at all." Sun Wukong shook his head: "Immortal, would you be nervous about a city floating?"


Immortal Zhenyuan said: "But this city is different, it was created by mortals."


He had a feeling of witnessing history.


"Yes." Immortal Zhenyuan nodded: "He should arrive before dawn."


When dawn breaks, the spiritual energy is dense, and that is when the Royal City will rise.


Chapter 62: Rise of the Royal City