Black Myth: Plundering Entries, Starting with Erlang Shen

A dark purple light flashed by.

A phantom figure dressed in a long black robe then appeared.

"How's your training going?"

A deep, resonant voice echoed from the darkness.

He is clearly an extraordinary person.

"very nice."

Red Boy stopped and said, "Only with such supernatural power can we truly slaughter the Buddhist realm and avenge our clan. My lord, when shall we make our move?"

"It's not time yet."

The shadowy figure simply nodded and said, "The appointed time has not yet come. It is not yet time for Buddha and the Jade Emperor to leave, but given the state of the Three Realms, their time will soon be over!"

Upon hearing this...

Red Boy felt his blood rushing to his head.

His hatred churned day and night.

Even after arriving at this place called the Abyss of Darkness.

Yet it still surged.

"That's good."

Red Boy sheathed his spear and said coldly, "It's time for them to suffer!"

In his eyes.

It was as if an endless fire was burning.

They were clearly impatient.

"Practice diligently."

The illusory figure looked up into the distance and said, "Now that Sun Wukong has returned, we will inevitably have to deal with him after we conquer the Three Realms. He is not someone to be trifled with!"

"I know!"

Red Boy also remembered what happened that day.

The chosen one took the little fox away.

Although that little vixen had nothing to do with him.

But that person dared to do that in front of him.

He has already made a note of it.

The phantom then transmitted some more secret techniques to him.

Then came a return to the shadows.

His figure flickered.

But he stood at the edge of that abyss of darkness.

There are chaotic rules there.

Only those with extremely profound cultivation could easily reach this place.

Then you can see the end.

This is due to various unusual phenomena and changes.

It seemed like an endless sea of ​​clouds was churning.

All sorts of strange and bizarre changes.

The figure seemed to have seen what was happening outside.

"The divine wind of Samadhi shakes heaven and earth."

He seemed to have seen something and said, "That's impressive. The chosen one and Sun Wukong have become two people. Buddha, Jade Emperor, I bet you didn't expect this either!"

This person seems to harbor hatred towards them.

while he was speaking.

It also involved a boiling emotional shift.

He stared at the crack and said, "I'd like to see what you'll do this time!"

A black lotus rises.

He then sat cross-legged on it.

They are also paying attention to the changes in the Three Realms.

With his cultivation.

Now it also possesses the power to observe the entire three realms.

Therefore, it's natural that you can see those things.

What he lacks.

It was just a tiny bit of time.

Of course, if those people make mistakes.

He may also have the opportunity to immediately reach that future.

Completely control the entire Three Realms.

"The chosen one, Sun Wukong!"

The figure muttered those two names and said, "Let them make a scene. The chosen one they speak of might just be the funeral director, burying the heavens, the earth, and the West!"

……

Outside of Huaguo Mountain.

Guanyin Bodhisattva also noticed the yellow wind.

She cannot get close at this moment either.

So I felt quite strange.

That Samadhi Divine Wind.

It was originally supposed to be the Yellow Wind Monster's move.

But the chosen one has now come up with it.

This matter is clearly becoming increasingly unusual.

"Wukong, and the chosen one."

Guanyin murmured those two names, and asked in confusion, "What exactly is their relationship? Why is this chosen one so powerful, even surpassing Wukong?"

She was confused.

Even if it's just a census of the week.

Yet I still can't understand those things.

"In any case, it seems that this calamity is about to pass."

Guanyin Bodhisattva then nodded gently, her eyes seemingly filled with compassion.

She had many thoughts on her mind.

But they were also happy for Sun Wukong's return.

"However, if one wishes to change the Three Realms, the divine power of the Samadhi Wind alone is not enough..."

She only sighed once.

Finally, they used magic to block the sandstorm.

……

In Huaguo Mountain.

Manjushri and Samantabhadra are, after all, the Four Great Bodhisattvas.

They were blown about by the yellow wind.

After all, he had not lost his mind.

The two Bodhisattvas also quickly began chanting mantras.

His entire body was instantly bathed in golden light.

Their figures then stabilized.

"Certainly!"

Then they heard the two Bodhisattvas performing their magic simultaneously.

But it could only slightly slow down the wind.

But after that...