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

    Flames ascended, and the Palace of the Polestar trembled.


    The grand architecture, unchanged for tens of thousands of years, was now gradually approaching its end among the sea of flames.


    Large fragments alight with flames could be seen scattered everywhere, falling.


    The corridors toppled, and window lattices shattered.


    The entire palace seemed on the verge of collapse, as if it would fall into pieces at any moment.


    Yet, the Jade Emperor still stood in the great hall waiting.


    His majesty was as ever, as if around him were not a palace aflame, but the usual assembly of celestial officials.


    Sun Wukong walked in slowly, indifferent to the falling debris and flames.


    "I didn't expect you could reach this stage."


    Sun Wukong placed the Jingu Bang on the ground to one side: "If you had expected it, would you still have killed me?"


Chapter 129: A Continent