"That bastard is truly hateful!"
"If we catch him, we'll tear out his tendons and skin him alive!"
A look of hatred suddenly appeared in the Queen's eyes as she spoke.
The king braced both hands against the railing and gazed at the boundless land before him. More white had appeared at his temples, and even more wrinkles creased his forehead.
During this period, the countries surrounding Jisaiguo had all severed ties with it. Jisaiguo had once been considered an auspicious land because of the Buddha Light Sarira, but now everything was completely different.
The king of Jisaiguo had even heard the rumors spreading outside. Many neighboring countries were saying that a monster had appeared in Jisaiguo, which was why the national treasure had been lost.
The people from other countries who had come to worship Buddha because of Jisaiguo's reputation had all left. More importantly, Jisaiguo had lost most of its foreign trade.
Now, a glance at the city revealed nothing but desolation. The once-busy roads that led in every direction were nearly empty.
The king of Jisaiguo was worried sick every day, unable to think of a way to change the situation. He had even decided in his heart that the national treasure would never return, and Jisaiguo's glory would vanish with it.
Meanwhile, Sun Wukong and the others continued flying over the great rivers within Jisaiguo, asking the people along the banks whether any monsters had appeared.
However, even after a long time had passed, they still found nothing.
The answers they received were always the same: "How could there be monsters in Jisaiguo? If there were, they should have shown themselves long ago after all these years. How has no one ever seen one?"
Sun Wukong was also extremely troubled and confused by this. Why was