Fierce flames rose.
The former disciple of a Sage, one of the twelve Golden Immortals of the Chan Teaching, now the Buddha Sect's Buddha Ju Liusun, had lived through long years, survived many great calamities without perishing, but now died due to his own unseemly conduct.
The crowd had various expressions, some calm, some sighing, some sneering, some silent, but eventually, they all turned their gazes back to Sun Wukong.
Though it was said that Ju Liusun perished in meditation, in the end, it was Sun Wukong who had captured him, and it was Sun Wukong who had relentlessly pressed him, making him lose hope and leave him no room to maneuver, only able to end everything with death.
Everyone was filled with emotion. How much time had passed?
Sun Wukong had ascended to heaven for no more than a hundred days, not even a hundred years had passed in the mortal world, yet his power had reached such heights.
