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

Chapter 210 The Holy Land of the Human Race, the Tomb of Human Warriors

"It's a pity that only one avatar can be released. The suppression from the primordial world is too severe," the Primordial Demon murmured.

Watching Wutian leave.

Then it turned into a wisp of black light and disappeared from there, traversing time and space, and appeared outside the Demon Mountain, where it found the four members of the Journey to the West group.

It turned into a wisp of black smoke and disappeared from the spot, merging into Pigsy's body.

A deep, demonic aura flashed in Pigsy's eyes, then disappeared and he fell silent.

Pigsy was taken aback. He seemed to have been daydreaming. Had something happened?

Somewhat bewildered, Pigsy didn't think much of it and continued to follow Tang Sanzang and Sun Wukong as they wandered through the Three Realms.

Time passes slowly.

Donghai Zhibin!!
Sun Wukong and his companions arrived at the ancestral land of the human race.

This is the birthplace of humankind.

It is also the place where the most skilled human warriors are stationed.

When Sun Wukong and his companions arrived here, they discovered that the human race was far more powerful than they had imagined.

The humans walking here were all incredibly vigorous, their blood and energy surging with terrifying vitality.

At the very least, all the martial arts masters here are Great Luo Immortals of the human race.

This was the first time Sun Wukong and the others had come here. Looking at the giant city of the human race, their eyes held a complex expression.

This is a sacred place for humans.

Countless human heroes stayed here.

Those who can stay here for a long time are undoubtedly the heroes of the human race, and only they are qualified to stay here.

Although the human race's small world was integrated into the ferocious beast world.

However, as a sacred place and ancestral home of the human race, this place has never been abandoned.

A huge statue stands in the center of the megacity.

Nuwa, the origin of all things!
Two statues stand in the center of the giant city.

This is also the center of the human race's sacred grounds. No living being can fly over the statues; only walking is permitted here.

"Fool, you've been in the prehistoric world for so long, do you even know where this place is?" Sun Wukong asked Zhu Bajie.

I had a feeling that my opportunity lay here.

"Brother Monkey, I do know this place, but I've never been here before. This is a sacred place for humans, and outsiders are generally not allowed to appear here." Pigsy was also visiting for the first time and looked around curiously as he spoke.

"Follow me, you four." A figure appeared before Sun Wukong and his companions—a martial arts master of the human race.

Sun Wukong and his companions exchanged glances, then followed the human martial arts master to a stone house.

An old man sat cross-legged within; it was Suirenshi!
"My name is Suirenshi!" Suirenshi said with a smile as he looked at Sun Wukong and the other three.

"We pay our respects to the Ancestor of Humanity!" Sun Wukong and his companions bowed to the old man before them.

Suirenshi, one of the three ancestors of the human race, deserved to be bowed to by Sun Wukong and his companions.

Then Suirenshi looked at Sun Wukong.

"Your purpose has already been explained by the Holy Master," Suirenshi said to Sun Wukong.

Sun Wukong looked at Suirenshi with a hint of surprise in his eyes.

Suiren smiled and looked at Sun Wukong, and a spatial passage appeared in front of Sun Wukong.

"Inside lies the Martial Tomb, a place where powerful martial artists of the human race left their insights! You, Sun Wukong, can go in, but others who haven't cultivated martial arts cannot. There is an opportunity for you here," Suirenshi said slowly.

Sun Wukong looked at Suirenshi, then a glint of light appeared in his eyes: "What do I need to do?"

"When the time comes, you can leave behind a copy of your insights within it, but be careful not to damage the legacy inside," Suirenshi said slowly.

Sun Wukong nodded.

He could sense that his opportunity lay within, and then turned to Tang Sanzang and the other two, saying, "Master, you fool, Sha Wujing, I'll go in first, you wait for me outside."

"I understand, Wukong, be careful," Tang Sanzang said slowly.

"Brother Monkey, you should go quickly," Pigsy said nonchalantly.

Sha Wujing nodded.

Sun Wukong then went directly into the Tomb of Martial Arts.

Suirenshi closed the Tomb of Martial Arts. Inside the Tomb of Martial Arts...

As the name suggests, Wumu is the tomb of martial arts.

This is a small world with countless stone tablets, each bearing the insights left by a human martial arts expert above the Great Luo level.

It is also the place where the human race has a legacy.

Each stone tablet represents the insights of a human martial arts master above the Great Luo level, reflecting their own martial arts will. This martial arts will can evolve into the human master themselves and engage in battle.

Sun Wukong looked at the endless martial arts stone tablets. Each stone tablet had its own martial arts will and different martial arts supernatural powers and combat skills.

Then Sun Wukong began his challenge journey in the Martial Tomb world, starting with the martial arts stone tablet and the purest battles between martial arts masters.

Nothing other than martial arts can be used here.

At the beginning, Sun Wukong was directly and unilaterally ravaged and beaten by the first martial arts stone tablet.

Regarding martial arts, Sun Wukong is still a novice, which is the fundamental reason why he cannot break through to the Quasi-Saint level.

Through countless battles, Sun Wukong had become accustomed to the fighting style of martial arts.

He began to continuously learn martial arts techniques and cultivate his own martial will.

To be honest, the person destined for this calamity is just outrageous.

Even Yuan Meng couldn't help but feel that Sun Wukong's progress was a bit outrageous.

From his initial half-hearted pursuit of martial arts to his current continuous challenges and learning, Sun Wukong is actually close to solidifying his own martial arts will.

It can only be said that the protagonist is the protagonist. Sun Wukong is the protagonist of this great calamity. His rapid improvement is due to his own talent and amazing abilities.

It was also due to Sun Wukong's own good fortune.

If that weren't the case, then Sun Wukong's progress could never have been so rapid.

As for why Sun Wukong came here, it was naturally because of Yuan Meng's guidance.

If it weren't for Yuan Meng, Sun Wukong wouldn't have been able to enter the Martial Tomb, let alone the Holy City of the Human Race.

It was because of Yuan Meng that Sun Wukong was able to enter the Martial Tomb.

On one hand, Yuan Meng was planning for the future; on the other hand, he also wanted to see how far Sun Wukong could ultimately go.

Time passes slowly.

While a thousand years have passed in the outside world, millions of years have passed inside the Martial Tomb.

The passage of time is different. Although Zhu Bajie and others only stayed in the outside world for a few thousand years, Sun Wukong has spent millions of years in the Martial Tomb.

For millions of years, Sun Wukong fought alone, failing time and time again, only to rise again and again.

Sun Wukong's own martial will has finally been formed!

unyielding!!
This is Sun Wukong's martial will, and it is also the path he himself must take.

With an endless and vast martial will, Sun Wukong's body was imbued with immortal divine patterns that intertwined, a symbol of his indestructible martial body.

Subsequently, Sun Wukong left a stone tablet with his martial arts will in the Martial Tomb.

We've stepped out of the Tomb of Martial Arts world!
Pigsy, Tang Monk, Sandy, and the others, who were bored outside, watched as Sun Wukong emerged from the Tomb of the Martial Gods world.

The current Sun Wukong possesses a concentrated martial will, with the aura of a quasi-saint permeating the air. His indestructible martial body is shimmering with indestructible Dao patterns.

Suirenshi looked at Sun Wukong with a glint in his eyes.

Although the human race allowed Sun Wukong to enter the Martial Tomb and helped him break through his limitations, the human race did not suffer a loss.

A stone tablet left by a quasi-saint martial arts master is priceless; it cannot be measured in money.

If used properly, countless humans could benefit from this.

In short, neither Sun Wukong nor the human race loses out; it's a win-win situation.

"Thank you, Ancestor of Humanity," Sun Wukong said to Suirenshi, bowing deeply. Suirenshi smiled and said, "No need for thanks. You have also left behind your own martial arts will."

Sun Wukong nodded. He knew that the martial arts will he left behind had helped him understand this cause and effect, but he still had to say what needed to be said.

“Very well then. We have disturbed the human race for a thousand years, and it is time for us to depart,” Sun Wukong said to Suirenshi.

Suirenshi nodded, and then teleported Sun Wukong and the other three away.

After Sun Wukong and the others left, they began to gather Buddhist sects scattered throughout the prehistoric world.

(End of this chapter)