Spirit Fruit Garden.
After Tang Sanzang finished speaking, his three disciples looked at him with respect.
Sun Wukong rarely became serious. His expression resolute, he said, "The Journey to the West may seem like a play, and we pilgrims may all be pawns in the game, but if we temper our Dao hearts and diligently cultivate, we may yet overturn all the gods and Buddhas in the heavens."
"This heaven, in the end, can't hide from Old Sun's discerning eyes!"
The Laws of Chaotic Dao overturned Qiankun and the yin and yang.
Sun Wukong was also a Spiritual Clarity Stone Monkey, one who understood the workings of creation. His origins rivaled those of the Innate Deities, and with a Dao heart capable of battling powerful foes throughout the heavens, his future was limitless.
Even against a Heavenly Dao Saint, he'd dare to swing his staff and fight!
"Big Brother's vision is something Old Sha could never learn!"
"But, Master, I think you should change your name to Tang Sanzang—burying heaven, earth, and all living beings, and turning the gods and Buddhas of the heavens to nothing. Wouldn't that be wonderful?"
Sha Heshang toyed with the flowers and plants beside him as he spoke to Tang Sanzang.
The Demon-Subduing Treasure Staff in his hand had snapped the heads off the immortal plants within several yards. He wielded it with great gusto, though he was acting like a mischievous child.
"Truly terrifying. Only Junior Brother Sha would dare think of that..."
Huanglong drew in a sharp breath and said in astonishment.
Though Sha Heshang seemed simple-minded and foolish, he often spoke in ways that stunned everyone, with profound Daoist wisdom hidden in his words.
"This humble monk is upright and honorable, compassionate toward all living beings, and follows the Buddhist rules and