The Myth-Telling Storyteller: From Journey to the West to Humanity's Rise

One hazy evening, an old man was dozing.

Suddenly, his little grandson asked, "Grandpa, why are there no monsters these days?"

And so the story began.

As the saying goes:

The world reveres Great Sage Sun, never envying the Fighting Buddha.

The golden monkey swings his thousand-ton staff, charging straight for the clouds of the Celestial Palace.

The gods and Buddhas across the heavens are all an illusion: they gild themselves but save no one.

The Demon Kings were born among humankind, so they become asuras to protect all living beings.

Narrator: Who is this ** who stands tall enough to blot out the heavens and earth? What immortal is he?

That is... a human!

Sever the road to heaven, seal the Nine Hells, and cleanse the cosmos. The human race shall rise!

This novel and its characters are entirely fictional. Any resemblance is purely coincidental. Do not imitate.