Golden light spread in every direction like a tide.
The entire sky over the Chechi Kingdom was dyed gold.
Everyone looked up.
Within that golden light, a figure slowly emerged.
Sun Wukong.
He stood there.
Every inch of his skin radiated pure golden light.
He was like a god of war cast from solid gold.
Yet that pure gold soon flowed back into his eyes.
Deep.
Vast.
Boundless.
His reforged Fiery Eyes and Golden Pupils.
They were more than a hundred times stronger than before.
Sun Wukong slowly blinked.
The golden light gradually faded.
The temperature around his body rapidly dropped as well.
The air no longer warped.
The wind began to flow again.
He took a deep breath.
"It worked."
He spoke softly.
His voice was calm.
But the power within it sent a shudder through everyone present.
Zhu Bajie's eyes widened.
"Monkey Brother... your eyes..."
Sun Wukong did not answer.
He turned his head.
His gaze fell upon the Vermilion Lacquer Cabinet.
His new Fiery Eyes and Golden Pupils operated at full power.
The world changed completely before his eyes.
He saw them.
Countless invisible chains wound around the Vermilion Lacquer Cabinet.
The chains were exceedingly thin.
So thin that the naked eye could not see them at all.
So thin that even ordinary supernatural sight could not penetrate their concealment.
Yet beneath his reforged Fiery Eyes and Golden Pupils, those chains were perfectly clear.
Each chain gave off a dim, sinister glow.
They were not magical power.
They were not restrictive spells.
They were cause and effect.
They were karma.
They were chains formed from the resentment, pain, and despair of countless living beings.
The chains extended from the cabinet.
They branched off in two directions.
One direction connected to the three royal preceptors.
Tiger Strength Immortal.