Before anyone could react, a black figure wreathed in mist had already arrived before Tang Sanzang.
"Master, watch out!" Sun Wukong was the first to catch the shadow's trajectory and immediately charged toward it.
Within the black shadow, Chi You had already thrown a punch straight at Tang Sanzang's heart.
"Subhuti..." Tang Sanzang had barely begun chanting when the golden light around him surged explosively.
A colossal Vajra Dharma Form had just condensed, with a glimmer of spirit only beginning to shine in its eyes, when Chi You's fist came crashing down.
A bell-like hum immediately rang out from the Vajra Dharma Form. Then it exploded amid dazzling golden light, and Tang Sanzang's physical body within it burst apart in an instant, bones and flesh scattering as blood stained the sky.
"Master..." Sun Wukong and the others cried out almost at the same time.
During the years they had hidden within the fragments of the Mountains, Rivers, State and Society Diagram, they had cultivated quietly without any contact with one another. They had all understood that when they gathered again, they would face their final trial.
They all knew perfectly well what their possible fates might be. Yet when they saw Tang Sanzang die so miserably before their eyes, they still could not accept it.
"Chi You!" Sun Wukong roared, nearly mad with rage.
He was the first to charge forward, the muscles all over his body swelling as blazing energy burned around him. In that instant, he seemed to have become once more the peerless demon king who had ruled Flower Fruit Mountain.
The runes on the Ruyi Jingu Bang in his hand flared brilliantly, shifting from golden-yellow to crimson. A layer of flame seemed to ignite over it, and the staff's shadows blurred into a hazy expanse.
Shen