Wukong Dies Unjustly. Bodhi’s Fury Shatters the Three Realms

Wukong was falsely accused of stealing peaches and pills. Without a word of explanation, the Heavenly Court destroyed his body and spirit beneath the Chaos Divine Thunder! At the moment his soul was scattered, Bodhi Patriarch awoke from his slumber in the eternally desolate Mount Fangcun.

"My disciple may have committed a thousand wrongs, but I should be the one to punish him, whether he lives or dies!"

"You ants think you can lay a hand on him?!"

One step, and mountains crumbled and the earth split! The Patriarch descended upon the Thirty-Three Heavens. His words became law, and billions of heavenly soldiers vanished like dust. The Lingxiao Hall collapsed with a roar!

Yet just as the Patriarch was about to cast the Heavenly Court into eternal ruin and bring down the Heavenly Dao, a fragment of Wukong's soul quietly gathered and gently shook its head.

"Master... It doesn't hurt anymore."

Boundless fury met bone-deep tenderness. What sort of conspiracy lay hidden behind this injustice? And how would the Patriarch make the culprits pay for this blood debt?

Deep within the cave, the stone statue that had stood silent for ages suddenly exploded!

A figure in a blue robe stepped forward. The terrifying aura sweeping around him brought the entire crumbling mountain to an abrupt halt. The end of heaven and earth was reflected in his eyes, and his chest surged with a fury powerful enough to burn the Three Realms to ashes.

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