Xuanzang and Sun Wukong were different.
He had aspirations in his heart and needed his own strength, otherwise, even if he reached Mount Meru, he would only become a pawn of Buddhism.
The thought in his heart of enabling all beings to become divine would then have no chance of realization.
What's more, he also did not wish for the numerous creatures to worship these false Buddhas.
"Master, do you still want to deal with the demons here?"
Zhu Bajie, seeing that Xuanzang had no desire to leave, couldn't help but speak up.
"Amitabha Buddha, these demons have created so much killing karma. If this humble monk does not convert them, who knows how many creatures will suffer!"
Xuanzang brought his hands together, embodying compassion for the world.
Zhu Bajie and Sand Monk, seeing Xuanzang like this, also brought their hands together in salute.
At this moment, deep in the Golden Helmet Cave.
