Journey to the West: The gods and Buddhas panicked when the monkey was trapped inside him.

Sun Wukong, carrying his golden cudgel, didn't even lift an eyelid and strode past Guanyin Bodhisattva.

He couldn't be bothered to say even a single unnecessary word.

That attitude clearly showed that they didn't respect Guanyin.

Guanyin stared at Sun Wukong's back, her chest heaving violently.

Tang Sanzang is still imprisoned in the back. If this monkey really tells Tang Sanzang about the matter, the situation will only become more difficult to handle.

Guanyin Bodhisattva snorted coldly, then turned and transformed into a golden beam of light, returning directly to the sky thousands of feet high.

Above the clouds.

Two auspicious clouds floated silently, and two figures on them had been waiting for a long time.

Besides the Bodhisattva Pilanpo, who had been monitoring the area, a solemn-looking Bodhisattva Lingji stood on another auspicious cloud.

Upon seeing Guanyin Bodhisattva return to the clouds with a stern face, Pilanpo Bodhisattva hurriedly stepped forward to greet her.

"Your Excellency, I invited Bodhisattva Lingji."

"I noticed something was wrong in the cave, so I sent a message to invite him over."

"I originally intended to proceed as planned and ask Bodhisattva Lingji to subdue the Yellow Wind Monster, but I never expected..."

Pilampa Bodhisattva sighed, his tone somewhat complicated.

Guanyin Bodhisattva sighed deeply, her cold expression turning into helplessness and self-reproach.

"This is my fault for being careless."

"I didn't keep a close eye on Sun Wukong, and he found an opening and killed the Yellow Wind Monster with a single blow."

Lingji Bodhisattva clasped his hands in reverence and spoke gently.

"Why do you say that, Venerable One? This matter is absolutely not your fault."

"Who could have imagined that Sun Wukong would suddenly turn on us and kill us?"

"When he fought the Yellow Wind Monster this morning, he clearly held back at every turn. It seemed like a lively fight, but in reality, he wasn't really going all out."

Even when the Samadhi Divine Wind blew, he merely pretended to be no match and retreated.

"At the time, we all thought he was aware of the situation and knew how to act appropriately."

The Bodhisattva Vimalamitra nodded in agreement.

"That's exactly right."

"At that time, the Venerable One and I were still watching from the clouds. We saw that he was very careful with his strength, and we thought that this monkey finally knew a thing or two."

"Looking back now, the monkey's behavior that morning was clearly an act for us, deliberately trying to lower our guard."

"He used his transformation technique to sneak into the cave. I thought he was going to secretly rescue Tang Sanzang, but I never expected that he was actually going to kill the Yellow Wind Monster."

"This cunning monkey is so deep that it is truly impossible to guard against him."

The three Bodhisattvas stood side by side on the clouds, looking down at Huangfeng Ridge below, their expressions somewhat solemn.

Guanyin Bodhisattva rubbed her temples, her voice carrying a hint of suppressed anger.

"This monkey is clearly doing this on purpose. Ever since it came out of the Five Elements Mountain, it has been opposing Buddhism at every turn."

"He is calculating at every step, and if you are not careful, he will take advantage of you."

"If we continue to let him run wild like this, who knows how much trouble he will cause along the way, which is a long and arduous journey."

"At that time, he will completely destroy the face and plans of Buddhism."

With a solemn expression, the Bodhisattva Pilanpo asked Guanyin in a low voice.

"Your Excellency, that tight band must be put on him as soon as possible."

"Without the tight headband to restrain him, Tang Sanzang would have no way to control him."

"We must find a reason to put that headband on Sun Wukong as soon as possible. If we can't control this monkey, the journey to the West will never be peaceful."

Guanyin Bodhisattva lowered her eyes and pondered for a moment.

"Sanzang was stubborn by nature. Even when he was at Guanyin Temple, he was unwilling to use any external means to restrain Sun Wukong."

"For now, we can only wait."

"Once we reach the Flowing Sand River, Sanzang will take Juanlian as his disciple, and the pilgrimage team will be fully assembled. Then I will find an excuse to put that golden headband on Sun Wukong."

Upon hearing this, the Bodhisattva Vimalamitra nodded.

"This matter should be handled sooner rather than later; we should hurry to avoid any unforeseen complications."

Guanyin responded and then turned to look at Lingji Bodhisattva.

"Bodhisattva Lingji, the chaos here has been quelled, and the Yellow Wind Monster is dead."

"You should first return to the Great Thunderclap Temple on Mount Ling and go to see the World-Honored One. Report the matter of the Yellow Wind Monster to the World-Honored One truthfully and see if the World-Honored One has any new decrees to issue."

Lingji Bodhisattva put his hands together in prayer.

"Amitabha, this humble monk will now depart to report back."

Having said that, Bodhisattva Lingji stepped on auspicious clouds and transformed into a golden light, speeding towards the direction of the Great Thunderclap Temple in the west.

After Lingji Bodhisattva had gone far away, only Guanyin and Pilanpo remained in the clouds.

They looked down at the Yellow Wind Cave once more.

Inside the dungeon deep within Huangfeng Cave, the rough wooden fence had been smashed to pieces by the Golden Cudgel.

Sun Wukong put away his iron cudgel, walked up to Tang Sanzang who was tied to a stone pillar, and reached out to break the ropes binding him.

"Master, you've suffered so much, your disciple is late."

Sun Wukong dusted himself off and spoke with a grin.

Tang Sanzang rubbed his wrists, which were red from being bound by the thick rope, and stood up to straighten his disheveled monk's robe.

His face showed no panic; his expression was calm and gentle.

"Amitabha Buddha, I am fine."

"I know you will come to my rescue."

"It's alright, it's alright."

Sun Wukong grinned and pointed outside the cave.

"Bajie is waiting for us on the official road ahead. Our luggage and white horse are with him. Let's hurry over and meet up with him."

Tang Sanzang nodded slightly.

"Alright, hurry up and go, don't keep Pigsy waiting anxiously."

The two walked out of the cave one after the other.

As they passed through the main hall, Tang Sanzang saw the Yellow Wind Monster lying on a stone chair, his head severed from his body, and several small demons lying haphazardly asleep on the ground.

Tang Sanzang paused slightly, his gaze falling on the bloodstains, but he did not stop and continued walking out.

Upon reaching the entrance of the cave, Sun Wukong suddenly stopped.

He raised his hand, made a hand seal, and opened his mouth to spew out a mouthful of crimson flames into the depths of the cave entrance.

The raging fire was carried into the cave by the draft.

Thick smoke, accompanied by crackling sounds of burning, engulfed the entire Huangfeng Cave in flames in the blink of an eye.

Those demons, still lost in their drunken dreams, perished in the sea of ​​fire before they could even utter a scream.

Tang Sanzang stopped a short distance away, turned around and glanced at the raging fire, the firelight reflecting on his handsome face.

He watched quietly for a long time without saying a word, only putting his palms together and reciting a Buddhist chant.

Sun Wukong walked to Tang Sanzang's side, glanced at his cheap master with a sidelong look, and couldn't help but speak.

"Master, I, Old Sun, set fire to this monster's lair and burned all the monsters, big and small, to death."

"You're a monk, always spouting about compassion, don't you ever resent my past sins?"