Earth Immortal Realm, beneath Five Elements Mountain.
Guanyin stood atop a cloud, Pure Jade Vase in hand, her gaze resting on the Five Finger Mountain reinforced by Heavenly Dao Power.
Beneath the mountain was pinned a monkey covered in golden fur—the Great Sage Equal to Heaven, Sun Wukong.
With the Journey to the West Calamity as its framework and Mara as its lure, the Heavenly Dao had long since arranged Sun Wukong's fate down to the smallest detail.
Sun Wukong was the central figure in the westward journey for scriptures, the Heavenly Dao's greatest chess piece for harvesting the power of causality.
"Sun Wukong, do you know your sin?" Guanyin's voice was majestic and indifferent, carrying the reverberation of Heavenly Dao Power.
Though Sun Wukong had been trapped beneath the mountain for five hundred years, his eyes still held the defiance he had possessed when he wreaked havoc in Heaven.
He looked up at Guanyin, a complicated glimmer flashing through his eyes, but he swiftly suppressed it by force of will.
At that moment, the system formed from Xuandu's incarnation also quietly activated within his sea of consciousness.
"I know my sin, I know." Sun Wukong's voice carried a trace of unwillingness, yet also helpless resignation.
"Bodhisattva, please let me out."
Guanyin nodded slightly.
"You need only wait here.
The five-hundred-year term is about to reach completion. Someone will naturally come to save you.
When that time comes, you must protect him on his journey west to obtain the scriptures and redeem your sins through merit."
"Journey west for scriptures?" A fierce glint flashed through Sun Wukong's eyes.
He had long learned of the western journey from the system in his mind.
"Go west to obtain scriptures? What scriptures?"
Guanyin said blandly, "The scriptures lie beneath your feet, not in