Lin Zhu Snatches the Fillet and Toys with the Buddha Ancestor

He suddenly raised his head. His Fiery Golden Eyes, once hollow and ash-gray, abruptly erupted with an unbelievable light—a mixture of wild joy, excitement, grievance, and a trace of dependence that even he himself had not noticed!

He stared fixedly at the white-clad figure who had appeared out of nowhere, casually holding the Tightening Fillet. It was as though a drowning man had finally spotted a piece of driftwood, as though a beam of light had suddenly pierced the depths of despair!

Hell God... Old Lin! Sun Wukong roared inwardly. An indescribably bitter warmth surged up his nose, instantly reddening his eyes.

He had thought today was the end. Faced with the overwhelming force of Tathagata's avatar and Guanyin's accompaniment, who in the Three Realms would—who would dare—to directly confront the Buddha Ancestor of Western Heaven for a "criminal monkey" like him? He had long prepared for the worst. His heart had turned to ashes.

But Lin Zhu had appeared! He had appeared at Sun Wukong's most hopeless and helpless moment, when his dignity had been utterly trampled and he was about to put on that shackle symbolizing eternal enslavement! Disregarding his own safety, he had forcibly inserted himself into this crushing situation that had seemed all but decided!

Overwhelmed by the immense surprise and excitement, Sun Wukong awkwardly withdrew the hand frozen in midair. He unconsciously scratched his nose, trying to conceal the moisture threatening to spill from his eyes and the violent turmoil in his heart.

His throat tightened. A thousand words churned within him, but in the end, they became only one thought.

Old Lin... you're a true brother! I, Old Sun... will remember this!

After a brief, deathly silence, Buddha Tathagata's majestic voice rang out, now carrying a clearly suppressed fury, like muffled thunder rolling across