"No one can restrain your freedom? What a joke!"
Victorious Fighting Buddha burst into laughter, his words full of mockery. He looked at Sun Wukong with pity and shouted, "Have you forgotten why you suffered heavenly punishment? Why you were imprisoned in the Eight Trigrams Pill Furnace? Why Buddha pressed you beneath Five Finger Mountain for five hundred years?"
Sun Wukong ignored him and continued smashing his face against the ground like mad. Gradually, a layer of blazing flames began to rise across his body.
The flames resembled Samadhi True Fire and swiftly heated the iron mask until it glowed red-hot.
"Hiss—has the Great Sage Equal to Heaven gone insane?"
"He hasn't gone insane. He's trying to save himself!"
"What exactly did Buddha do to Sun Wukong?"
"Buddhas are all hypocrites. It seems the immortal gods had reason to drive out the Buddhist lineage."
"Why do I feel like the Great Sage Equal to Heaven is about to defect back to the Sacred Emperor Qin?"
The distant spectators discussed fervently. Watching Sun Wukong's crazed actions, they could not help but feel admiration.
If it were them, could they have done what Sun Wukong was doing?
Even Xu Zhongsheng, who was fighting Kuafu, viewed Sun Wukong in a new light. He truly had misjudged him before. With willpower like this alone, this monkey demon was destined for greatness.
Victorious Fighting Buddha carried the Golden Cudgel on his shoulder and slowly walked before Sun Wukong. Looking down at him from above, he did not continue provoking him. He merely watched in silence.
Waiting for him to free himself.
What puzzled Qin Jun was why Victorious Fighting Buddha had not fused with Sun Wukong yet.
According to what the system had said, once Victorious Fighting Buddha and Sun Wukong fused, wouldn't Sun Wukong