Sun Wukong's Resentment

Crack!

A bolt of lightning split the sky without warning.

Night had already fallen. Scattered dark clouds dotted the sky, and pale moonlight filtered through their gaps onto the earth. Then, suddenly, lightning descended, its silvery-white radiance instantly illuminating heaven and earth. Everyone had been focused on Sun Wukong and was completely unprepared, so the thunderbolt gave them all a fright.

Chen Xuanzang looked up at the sky, swallowed, then reached out and gripped the stem of the white lotus. Taking a deep breath, he twisted and pulled hard. With a crisp snap, the basin-sized white lotus was plucked free.

The next moment, with a whoosh, the white lotus spontaneously burst into flame. The scorching fire clearly illuminated the varied expressions on everyone's faces.

Chen Xuanzang murmured, "Amitabha," then tossed the burning white lotus into the lotus bed. In an instant, the once-vibrant lotus pond was engulfed by a sea of flames.

Heaven and earth changed color as violent winds rose!

From within the cave came Sun Wukong's crazed voice. "At last... kekeke... sob sob... at last I can get out... sob sob... gyahahaha!!"

Then a stream of multicolored flame erupted from the cave and shot straight into the sky, like fireworks launching upward.

"Get down here for Old Sun!" Sun Wukong, standing atop five-colored flames, shouted from high in the air, his voice shaking the universe. Yin Kuang and the others, looking up, saw a hand stretch and swell without limit, thrusting directly into the clouds at the horizon. It clenched, and a long blue figure was dragged down by Sun Wukong's enormous hand.

"That is..."

It was clearly a blue divine dragon!

Why was he here? Doubt arose in Yin Kuang's heart. But clearly, this was not the time to ponder it. The blue divine dragon was hurled