Primordial Era: With unparalleled comprehension, I created three thousand demon realms.

Chapter 183 Wukong and Wutian

Tiancan didn't think that far ahead.

Tiancan also knew about Wutian. The previous Buddha, the Buddha before Tathagata, Upala sent Wutian, who was then Kinnara, to preach in the southern part of Xiniuhezhou.

The local Brahmin high priest demanded that Wutian complete three tasks before allowing him to preach in the area: to stop a family of thieves from stealing, to stop the prostitute Ashu from working in the industry, and to stop a thug who liked to fight from fighting!

When all three tasks are almost completed.

As a result, the high priest went back on his word and wanted to execute Wutian. In order to save Wutian, Ashu broke her vow not to be a prostitute and agreed to the high priest's conditions. In the end, she committed suicide.

This also led to Wutian, who was still a Kinnara at that time, developing evil thoughts.

As mentioned before, the line between Buddha and demon is just a thought away; one thought can make you a demon, and another a Buddha! This incident caused Wutian to lose faith in Buddhism, and when Tiancan finally confronted Wutian, part of Wutian's primordial spirit entered the demon realm.

Unexpectedly, he gained the approval of the twelfth-grade world-destroying black lotus in the hands of the Demon Ancestor Rahu, and became the Wutian he is today.

However, Tiancan was unaware of this matter.

If he knew that Wutian possessed the Twelfth Grade Black Lotus, he certainly wouldn't have been so polite.

What is a demon? It is an existence that does not follow the rules. If Tiancan knew the whereabouts of the Twelfth-Grade Black Lotus, he would definitely take action against Wutian.

However, Tiancan knew, and Wutian knew as well. He looked at Tiancan, a cruel glint flashing in his eyes, before he became calm and collected again, a faint smile on his face, leaving everyone wondering what Wutian was thinking.

Chaos Island.

Yuan Meng looked towards the western land.

The endless demonic clouds rolled in, a stark contrast to the Buddhist site, which seemed to be shrouded in endless darkness, as if the world were forever dark.

"Zhunti and Jieyin will be heartbroken," Nuwa said with a smile.

Yuan Meng nodded with a smile on his face.

The Western lands were restored to their current state only after Zhunti and Jieyin shamelessly begged for resources from the primordial wilderness.

The emergence of the Demon Realm has directly transformed the entire Western land from a sacred Buddhist site into a demonic land.

Moreover, Zhunti and Jieyin can only observe from afar.

On the one hand, it was said before the Demon Realm was born that it was born because of the emergence of the Demon Path, in order to perfect the cultivation system of the prehistoric world.

In this respect, neither Cundi nor Jieyin could prevent it, nor could they stop it.

On the other hand, Hongjun issued an oral decree that sages should not easily interfere in the affairs of the prehistoric world.

Moreover, this is the real catastrophe of the Journey to the West.

The journey to the West was merely a prelude to a great calamity; the emergence of the demonic path was the true catastrophe of the Journey to the West.

This is also a calamity for Buddhism. Only by overcoming it can Buddhism truly flourish.

Otherwise, if Zhunti and Jieyin really made a move, the Three Pure Ones wouldn't just stand by and watch.

The world is only so big, and the pie is only so big. If you two shamelessly make a move, then the Three Pure Ones will definitely not be polite. Although Buddhism is flourishing, who told you to break the rules?
While it's impossible to stop the rise of Buddhism, the Three Pure Ones would still be happy to see things hindering its development.

"However, this demonic path is not a good one." Nuwa frowned. For Nuwa, who had mastered the Great Dao of Life and the Great Dao of Creation, this was a profound statement.

The demonic path is definitely not a good thing.

Especially nowadays, the demonic path basically involves killing living beings and extracting their souls.

In short, the current methods of demonic cultivation are purely about how to commit evil deeds, and are not as simple as the cultivation methods passed down in later generations.

“Between heaven and earth, there is a balance of yin and yang. Where there is yin, there is yang; where there is Buddha, there is demon. These are predetermined things and cannot be changed. This is a law of the primordial heavenly way that is perfecting the primordial world,” Yuan Meng said slowly.

Nuwa nodded, naturally understanding what Yuanmeng meant.

"But at most they can only cause trouble in the West; they can't do it elsewhere," Yuan Meng said with a smile.

Nuwa smiled and nodded.

The Eastern Lands, needless to say, are the stronghold of the Daoist sect. The Southern Phoenix Clan...

The demon race of the north.

The Central Domain is the territory of the Qilin clan.

As for the human race, they are scattered throughout every corner of the prehistoric world.

The Demonic Sect can only cause trouble in the Western lands at most.

If they were to actually send troops to other major regions, then it would only mean that the Demonic Sect was courting death.

Time passes slowly.

Huaguoshan!
"Brother Monkey!!" Just as Sun Wukong was enjoying himself, Zhu Bajie arrived.

"Fool, why aren't you the Cleansing Altar Bodhisattva in the West? What are you doing here?" Sun Wukong asked curiously, looking at Zhu Bajie who had traveled thousands of miles from the West to his Flower Fruit Mountain.

"Brother Monkey, something terrible has happened! The Demon Realm has emerged! The entire Western Paradise has been occupied by the Demons! I, Old Pig, barely managed to escape!" Pigsy said to Monkey.

"What did you say?" Sun Wukong grabbed Zhu Bajie's arm and said with disbelief in his eyes, even though he kept calling him "Buddha, Buddha."

However, Sun Wukong actually knew very well about Buddha Tathagata; he knew just how powerful Buddha Tathagata was when he was suppressed.

Now you're telling me that Mount Ling has fallen?

"Everything I said is true, I'm not lying to you," Pigsy said, panting.

“Fool, I didn’t say you lied to me. What I meant was, where are Master and Brother Sha?” Sun Wukong asked Zhu Bajie.

Pigsy was taken aback, then stared wide-eyed at Monkey King: "Brother Monkey, would you believe me if I said I was only busy running away and forgot about Master and Brother Sandy?"

"You idiot." Sun Wukong glared at Zhu Bajie with annoyance, then rode his somersault cloud, preparing to fly towards Mount Ling.

"Brother Monkey, where are you going?" Pigsy asked Monkey.

"Go save Master, where else can we go?" Sun Wukong said without turning his head.

"Wait for me, Brother Monkey! I'll go with you too!" Pigsy rode on a cloud, closely following behind Sun Wukong, flying westward.

Many powerful Bodhisattvas and Arhats were sealed away on Mount Ling, including Tang Sanzang. Tang Sanzang is still struggling to hold on, and Sha Wujing is also persevering.

The Western Lands!!
"Brother Monkey, are you really going?" Pigsy swallowed hard and stood beside Sun Wukong, looking at the boundless, rolling demonic clouds, where endless wronged souls roared.

"Go." Sun Wukong said in a deep voice, took a step forward, transformed into his true form, a giant ape 100,000 feet tall appeared between heaven and earth, his martial will condensed.

The golden cudgel in his hand radiated boundless golden light.

"Crush this old Sun!!!" Sun Wukong roared, his golden cudgel falling down, piercing through the boundless demonic clouds, and landing directly on the already demonized Mount Ling.

The entire Ling Mountain was shaken.

A demonic lotus, conjured from demonic energy, flew out. The seemingly frail lotus swayed its petals, its black demonic light flickering as it soared into the sky, directly blocking the golden cudgel.

Wu Tian walked out with a smile on his face.

"Sun Wukong." Wutian looked at Sun Wukong.

"Kinnara?" Sun Wukong looked at Wutian with some uncertainty.

“Kinnara? That was my old name. Now I’m called Wutian,” Wutian said with a smile.

Upon hearing Wutian's words, Sun Wukong understood why the Demon Realm was able to conquer Mount Ling so quickly; it must have been Wutian's doing.

Otherwise, no matter what, the Western Vulture Peak, surrounded by three thousand Buddhist kingdoms and with an immeasurable array of Buddhist light, should not have fallen so quickly.

There's only one reason then: someone has acted as a traitor.

(End of this chapter)