Just as the seal of the [Horse Protector] began to loosen, in an unremarkable thatched hut in Secluded World.
The owner of the hut was an old man who sat cross-legged in front of a classic pit.
He was over 180 centimeters tall and had a huge body.
Because he was only wearing a rough kimono, he looked energetic and didn't match his age.
The old man's expression was also very strange and stubborn, which was very suitable for his body size.
"Hmm … It seems like something incredible happened …"
The strange sloppy old man, Susanoo, held a cup of sake and looked in a certain direction.
"This presence … Hmm, it's not human, god, or ghost … There's no record of it in Hidden World."
"Really, I just want to be a secluded old man who doesn't care about the world, why can't I just relax?"
"Hehehe … Is it a series of changes caused by the failure of the plan?"
The person who suddenly appeared was an old man wearing a black monk's robe.
His dry skin looked like tree bark that would fall off at any moment.
"Oh, what a rare guest."
Susanoo glanced at the black-clothed mage and then looked to the other side.
There was a peerless beauty sitting on her knees.
She was wearing a brightly colored twelve-piece dress that was passed down from noble princesses during the Heian period. Her flaxen hair was arranged in a dignified style.
What was eye-catching was the beauty's clear eyes.
"How rare, you two came at the same time."
"Sometimes I'm also interested in the Rakshasa King who isn't in the plan."
"Hehehe … I didn't expect that monkey to be involved. This time there's also that person from China, what do you plan to do?"
The black-clothed mage looked at Susanoo with a strange smile.
"Let's go take a look. I'm also very interested in the Rakshasa King who gave Pandora a headache."
Susanoo put down his cup and stood up.
The shadow of his tall body covered the black-clothed mage and Princess Azurite.
"You're really born to be busy, you can't even rest if you want to." Princess Azurite's voice was ethereal and clear, with a strange tone that seemed to echo.
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"This … this is …!?"
Looking at the monkey's body gradually turning into stone, Wanli and the others covered their mouths in surprise.
"There's nothing strange about it." Eight-cloud Ink continued to use its own ability to remove the [Horse Protector] binding the monkey while explaining to everyone, "The Great Sage, Heaven's Equal, the Victorious Fighting Buddha, Sun Wukong, is a stone monkey."
"Ahaha, you really know me well!"
Even after turning into stone, the monkey could still speak human language.
At the same time, the pair of eyes were still moving around.
"You'd better speak less and save your energy. Otherwise, don't beg for mercy when you kill me mercilessly!"
Luo Cuilian looked coldly at the monkey whose body had turned into stone. Her words were as merciless as ever.
"Hehe, we'll see when the time comes …"
The monkey didn't care about Luo Cuilian's sarcasm at all. It just kept looking around with its pair of intelligent eyes.
"… Once my body turns from stone back to flesh, I will be able to fully recover."
After muttering to himself for a while, a strange expression suddenly appeared on the monkey's face.
Clearly, his memories from before he was sealed were beginning to recover.
In everyone's eyes, his eyes gradually changed.
His eyes, which were originally black like that of a human's, had now turned fiery red, and his pupils were golden.
"Hmm? Has he recovered his Fiery Eyes of Truth? "
Noticing this, Eight-cloud Ink laughed. He was very curious whether Sun Wukong's Fiery Eyes of Truth could see through his origins.
Wanli Gu Youli's Spirit Vision could determine that he wasn't a God Slayer. In theory, the Fiery Eyes of Truth, which was several levels higher than Spirit Vision, should be able to see through his identity as a demon.
Sure enough, the monkey, who had recovered his Fiery Eyes of Truth, suddenly looked at Eight-cloud Ink.
Then, the monkey suddenly said, "Demon!"
"Ha! You really saw through it. You are indeed a Great Sage. "
Eight-cloud Ink looked at the monkey with a subtle feeling.
In his previous life, he had seen too many plots of Sun Wukong fighting demons. Now that he was being called a "demon" by a monkey, that feeling was really … embarrassing.
Speaking of which, he wouldn't directly hit him with his staff after he recovered his true form, right?
And Sun Wukong's "demon" finally confirmed what Eight-cloud Ink had said before — he wasn't a human, but a demon.
"Tsk tsk, this is the first time I, Old Sun, have seen such a beautiful demon."
"I, Old Sun," even the way he addressed himself had changed. It seemed that he had recovered part of his memory.
Sun Wukong sized up Eight-cloud Ink and clicked his tongue in wonder.
"Oh? How do you compare to Guanyin? "
It was rare that Eight-cloud Ink was suddenly interested in this question.
"Hehe … Guanyin?"
Sun Wukong laughed strangely.
"I, Old Sun, admit that even Guanyin can't compare to you. But you are a strange demon. I, Old Sun, can't see through your true form!"
The Fiery Eyes of Truth could only determine that he was a demon, but not his true form?
Eight-cloud Ink nodded in understanding.
The realm itself was an ability related to one's origin. As a realm demon, it wasn't strange that the Fiery Eyes of Truth couldn't see through his true form.
"Speaking of which, you should have recovered a lot of your memory, right? Tell me, I've always been curious. What's your relationship with the monkey who protected Tang Sanzang in 'Journey to the West'? "
"Is that monk really your master?"
"It's just a story made up by mortals!" Sun Wukong curled his lips and seemed to be very dissatisfied with this matter. "Who am I? How could I do such a thing? "
Sure enough, the myths and legends of this world were too different from what he knew.
Eight-cloud Ink wasn't too surprised by this.
As the seal became weaker and weaker, Sun Wukong's aura became stronger and stronger.
In the quiet and clear sky, the wind and clouds began to surge.
The curse power released from Sun Wukong's body began to make Wanli Gu Youli, Wanli Gu Guang, Lily, Yana, and the others retreat.
Eight-cloud Ink couldn't help but divert some of its attention to protect them.
Then —
Sun Wukong's aura that was constantly rising and reaching its peak suddenly changed.
"Roar —!!!!"
In an instant, the golden light scattered, and the body that had completely turned to stone quickly recovered its physical body.
After the golden light, Sun Wukong's appearance had changed greatly.
The originally thin and weak body became tall and majestic, and unstoppable.
He wore a phoenix-feather purple gold crown on his head, a golden chainmail on his body, and a scarlet blood cloud cloak on his back.
Sun Wukong, whose appearance had changed greatly, was emitting golden light all over his body. Everyone's eyes were full of splendor.
"What … what a handsome monkey …"
Wanli Gu Guang covered her small mouth and exclaimed.
Sun Wukong reached into his ear, and an embroidery needle-like stick quickly enlarged in his hand, and finally turned into a golden cudgel that was emitting golden light.
Leaping into the air, Sun Wukong let out a long roar and waved the golden cudgel with both hands. For a moment, the entire quiet world was stirred up, and the wind howled and the mountains shook.
In the end, Sun Wukong, who was holding the golden cudgel, carried it on his shoulder and stood in the clouds.
He shouted, "I, Old Sun, am coming —!!!!"
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