Vol 2 Chapter 227: : All things return to reincarnation

"The way of a saint has already surpassed everything."
Sun Wukong knew in his heart that for the rest of his life, he might not be able to go to the place where the saints are now.
The saint can even leave the sanctuary, how can he care about the millions of worlds under the sanctuary?
That's just the dust that they don't need to care about in their war.
Monkey King clenched the golden cudgel and quickened his pace.
The blood became thicker and thicker, and Monkey King was already close to the place where he first arrived in the sanctuary.
But right in front of his eyes, endless flames swept across the sky-this sea of ​​blood had long been obscured by the saints' wars, and there was no way back.
Some gods leaping from the sea of ​​blood were contaminated with these soul-burning flames, and they were instantly ignited and turned into ashes.
That is a flame that no one can resist, no matter how powerful a presence is contaminated with it, it will disappear.
Monkey King is no exception.
The blood sea gods surrounded him, one after another emerging from the bottom of the sea, but did not dare to move on.
They tried their best, and now they are dominated by the deepest fear.
Monkey King stood there for a while, and there was no way to chaos ahead.
A voice rang from the bottom of my heart.
"Go forward or give up?"
"Living alone or dying together?"
It seemed to be his own voice.
But isn’t the answer taken for granted?
The front is his home!
Monkey King took a step forward and walked into the fire.
In an instant, flames filled the sky like sharks swarming in blood, enveloping him in an instant.
Every cluster of flames was entwining Monkey King, like being bitten and swallowed by thousands of fire ants.
Monkey King's skin was open and fleshy, and his divine body shattered in the burning.
"You are crazy!"
The girl's shocked voice sounded: "Is that world worthy of you? Look ahead, how small it is!"
Monkey's eyes were bleeding.
He knew that he was bound to fall.
But it didn't matter, he was still walking on his avenue before his soul burned out.
Monkey King didn't stop, advancing hard in a sea of ​​blood.
An endless flame surged over his body, looking from a distance, like an indulgent burning oil lamp.
Those flames have never seen such a stubborn god, burning desperately, trying to engulf him before his spirit goes out.
In the endless flames, Monkey King saw a light under the sea of ​​fire.
The light is so bright, even if it is far apart, you can still see it.
It was a land emitting a warm light, larger than any other scroll, hanging like a misty fairy mirror under the flames.
"chaos."
Monkey King wrapped in flames and approached the chaos.
He approached chaos, and the scene under the sea of ​​fire became clearer. Monkey King saw that in addition to chaos, there was a pair of white things surrounding it.
This is something he didn't have time to see clearly when he was rushing into the bleeding sea.
It was a pair of snow-white arms.
The flames are devouring the master of these arms, a huge woman suspended in a sea of ​​blood.
She closed her eyes in a sea of ​​blood, embracing the biggest world, as if holding her own child.
Compared with this woman, anyone is as small as a tiny dust.
But she was obviously dead, and the brilliance from her body spread in all directions, dyeing the entire ocean red.
Her blood is the source of the sea of ​​blood.
"Nuwa."
Monkey King understood everything.
It turned out that Nuwa used her body to protect Chaos after her death.
But this is already over, and the flames spread across Nuwa's body and swallowed her body.
The chaotic world in her arms is not immune to disaster.
Monkey King saw that the chaotic light was disappearing.
Mysterious and mysterious words cruised in the chaos world, and countless rays of light flew out of the chaos and into the surrounding flames.
Those words are absorbing the power of chaos and using chaos as fuel.
The flame in the sea of ​​blood is more vigorous, the chaos becomes darker.
"No way!"
Monkey King stepped forward, but stomped away.
He leaned forward and fell, one foot burned out.
Monkey King fell heavily into the sea of ​​blood.
He was unmoved, waved his arms, and swam towards the chaos.
There was a "boom".
A flame fell from the sky into the sea of ​​blood, hit the back of Monkey King, and burned quickly.
This is the saint who noticed him.
This direct flame is even stronger, like a ruthless mountain crushing Monkey King's body, crushing his flesh and blood into ashes.
The pain of crushing body came, and Monkey King opened his eyes laboriously, looking at the dim world in front of him.
There, there were screams and a cry of despair.
"God!"
The light of many people disappeared and fell into the darkness.
One after another, many people fell.
Monkey King was able to see all this, he wanted to go, but the flame of the saint did not show any mercy, and quickly destroyed all his foundations.
Soon, Monkey King couldn't even feel his body.
He could no longer swim, and his body sank like a burnt wood.
Monkey King struggled to look at the chaos, where countless people were struggling, but the light of the whole world was being swallowed little by little.
He can really die here!
Monkey King tried to reach out his hand, but it was of no use, his hand was burnt out.
Chaos is being destroyed, all light is disappearing.
What do those lights mean?
Monkey King began to be unable to think. Under the flame of the saint, his soul was also ignited, sinking into the depths of the blood sea.
Soon, he will die here, turning the road into a phantom.
He will be like the gods of the sea of ​​blood, wandering in the sea of ​​blood day after day, year after year.
The figure of Monkey King gradually disappeared and fell into the depths of the endless sea of ​​blood.
"Extremely stupid."
On the surface of the sea, the girl looked on with cold eyes and looked at the figure that disappeared on the bottom of the sea: "Why bother, now you are not as dead as an ant."
She looked at the chaos, the world that was fading.
All the light is disappearing.
Standing on an isolated island, Ao Luan looked around, the sea was silent, and there was only darkness in his sight-the bottomless darkness.
"Daughter, protect yourself!"
Familiar voices sounded from the sea.
Ao Luan followed the sound and saw a light dissipating on the surface of the sea.
"Who is that?"
Ao Luan muttered unconsciously, she seemed to have forgotten something.
The long time and important memories began to disappear in her mind, as unstoppable as the pouring water.
At the same time, the fairy light on her body began to dissipate.
"No way."
She staggered and flew to the shore.
Huaguoshan, she is going to a place called Huaguoshan.
Ao Luan didn't know why she wanted to go there, but she must go.
She was speeding in the darkness, and all the light around her was dimming.
In the sky, countless fairy lights are falling, disappearing like sparks.
I don't know when, Ao Luan lost her strength.
She fell into the sea and then swam to the shore.
Climbing ashore, there was nothing in front of Ao Luan, only a dark forest.
She felt sad.
"Second King!"
An old voice sounded in the front.
Ao Luan looked over. Outside the dark forest, there were a few old monkeys standing, and there were many animals and fairies behind.
"Our King..."
The old monkey said sadly, his face suddenly became blank.
It looked at Ao Luan's expression also changed, as if he no longer knew her.
The old monkey bowed and let out a vigilant cry to Ao Luan.
"what happened to you?"
Ao Luan anxiously asked: "What did you just say?!"
"Old monkey!"
Ao Luan forgot its name.
The old monkey just barked his teeth and hissed at her.
Other animals behind him also took a wary posture towards Ao Luan.
"You all talk!"
Ao Luan shouted at them with all his strength.
The old monkey and the animals were stunned by Ao Luan's call.
They were scared, and then they scattered, fled into the dark forest behind them, and never saw them again.
Ao Luan sat slumped on the ground.
"It looks like Brother Hyun has failed."
Another voice sounded.
Ao Luan turned her head, and a Taoist priest came by her side.
"It's really terrifying power."
The Taoist priest smiled: "We immortals and Buddhas are not immune. We will soon forget everything and change back to the original state."
He threw the whisk in his hand into the sea, and continued: "All the great causes and effects are collapsing, and the world will soon have no immortals, no Buddhas, and no demons, and everything will return to reincarnation."
"Chaos, there will be nothing."
A helpless smile appeared on the Taoist priest's face.
"But it's okay to forget, I don't want to be turned into a smelly old man by the jokes of virtuous brother."
The Taoist spoke freely and patted Ao Luan on the shoulder: "Only you, Ao Luan, you can't forget him."
He bid farewell to Ao Luan, turned and disappeared into the darkness.
"Can't forget him... who is he?"
Ao Luan covered his head: "Yes, I can't forget, I shouldn't forget, even if the whole world forgets, I shouldn't forget him."
While muttering to herself, her body was slowly getting smaller and disappeared soon.
Soon, a carp churned around the water and sank.
"One thought of life and death, one thought of cause and effect, and one thought of heaven."
In the sanctuary, the girl withdrew her gaze: "This is the power of the saint."
She turned to leave.
"Nuwa, I can answer your question."
A voice rang in the sea of ​​blood.