However, there was no way to blame Sun Wukong!
What was Sun Wukong's duty?
To protect Tang Sanzang on his journey to obtain scriptures from Western Heaven!
He wished more than anything for the road to Journey to the West to remain peaceful, so he could travel all the way to Mount Sumeru like a tourist.
Had Sun Wukong done anything wrong?
Not only could the two Sages of Buddhism not say that Sun Wukong was wrong—on the contrary, they had to loudly praise him.
Where else could they find such a dutiful protector of the Way?
Nor could they demand that Sun Wukong hurry up and go easy on them.
That would be wholly beneath their status.
The two Sages exchanged a glance, both finding themselves in a difficult position.
After thinking for a long time, they still could not come up with a way to break the deadlock.
Zhunti grew somewhat anxious.
If not for the Mystic Gate's obstruction in the Human Realm, the West would already have truly risen, and they would not need to care about Journey to the West at all.
The Ninety-Nine Eighty-One Tribulations were merely something they talked about.
If the rise had already been achieved, then having this ceremony would be nice—nothing more than icing on the cake.
But things were completely different now.
The plan for Western Buddhism Spreading East had been strangled before it could even leave the womb.
Thus, Journey to the West had become the most crucial point in the Rise of the West.
The Ninety-Nine Eighty-One Tribulations had to succeed, no matter what!
They were the lifeline upon which the Rise of the West depended.
Jieyin thought for a moment, then his eyes suddenly lit up. "We can seek guidance from Dao Ancestor Hongjun!"
Hm?!
Zhunti's eyes