Journey to the West: Is This What You Call Seeking Scriptures? It's a Suicide Mission!

“Venerable Guanyin, I call this formation ‘The Cruel Choice of Mercy.’”

At Eagle Sorrow Stream, Chu Kuang stands tall in his green robes, pointing at the raging waves below.

The Little White Dragon, corrupted by karmic sin and driven into a frenzy, has transformed into a colossal tidal wave, about to devour every living thing in its path.

“To the left is the Pilgrim, Tang Sanzang. If he dies, the rise of the West will come to nothing.”

“To the right are five hundred commoners swept into the water. If they die, it will mean your Buddhist order stood by and let them perish.”

“Your Holiness has boundless powers. All it would take is a single gesture to divert this evil dragon. But the question is, ”

Chu Kuang lightly fans himself with a folding fan, his smile cold.

“Will you send it crashing into Tang Sanzang, ruining the grand design of Heaven? Or let it devour the people, shattering your golden body of compassion?”

Guanyin stands among the clouds, her fingertips trembling, her face as pale as paper.

Save Tang Sanzang, and her compassion is a lie. Save the people, and the Journey to the West ends.

After the Investiture of the Gods, the Jie Sect was destroyed. Chu Kuang sat alone in primordial chaos for countless ages, comprehending the “knot of cause and effect.”

He made a wager with the Tathagata: no weapons, only a contest of conviction.

From forcing the Buddhas to retreat with a “question of self-contradiction” to turning the Little White Dragon with a “debate on one's true nature,”

In this life, he will use one unsolvable “deadlock” after another to leave the gods and Buddhas of heaven with no way to live and no way to die!

Sun Wukong: “Master, stop chanting and hurry up and call Senior Chu Kuang! Old Sun wants to see the Bodhisattva cry!”