After returning from studying the scriptures, their merits and virtues were complete. The five masters and disciples thought that they could return to their respective positions and enjoy the ultimate happiness.
But the return is the end.
On that day, the Three Realms were invaded by an unknown "game". The gods and Buddhas in the sky disappeared like smoke and dust, and the spiritual mountain turned into a huge maze of death. The magical power has failed and the rules have been rewritten. Only by cracking this weird game can we recover everything that has disappeared.
The golden cudgel turned into a flashing countdown button, and the nine-tooth rake couldn't even smash a signature.
This is the desperate situation of the gods and Buddhas, but it is also the battlefield that these five "former Buddhist scripture seekers" are most familiar with - they have never been the strongest. Tang Monk opened his eyes, wiped the cold sweat from his forehead, and looked at the four companions beside him.
"Disciples, there are no scriptures that can help with this difficult situation."
Wukong put the golden cudgel turned into a button on his shoulders and grinned:
"Then take back our Three Realms.
