The Blood Demon kept attempting Body Possession on Sun Wukong. Put simply, Vengeful Ghosts plunged into his mind one after another like sharp swords.
They attacked him incessantly, all at once.
Countless Vengeful Ghosts lived within the Black Stele and the blood, swimming over like little tadpoles and entering Sun Wukong's consciousness.
They disrupted it, then devoured it. Put simply, he lost his memories.
This method of slowly torturing someone to death was utterly vile and cruel.
"Here, this pill will awaken and restore ten years of your memories. With those memories restored, you'll remember everything that happened back then."
Xu Tong placed the pill in Sun Wukong's mouth, then turned and destroyed the Black Stele completely with a single sword strike.
At the same time, he set up an illusion within the room so that nothing would be discovered.
"Ah, the Buddhist Order has grown into the southern overlord of the Primordial World. Sooner or later, an all-out war against Buddhism will erupt!"
"Hang on a little longer. I'll head to the Thirty-Three Heavens right away!"
Xu Tong rarely took action himself, but what Sun Wukong had suffered was simply too horrific.
So horrific that he would rather put everything else aside and deal with this first.
"Ah!"
"It hurts!"
An eerie aura spread across the mortal lands, and many people began dying in bizarre ways.
"Oh no, my hair's fallen out!"
Some commoners woke in the morning to find that their hair had fallen out, only to look at the people beside them and discover that their heads had fallen off.
It frightened them out of their wits.
"Ah!"
"Demons are running rampant! This is terrible!"
The entire Human Race had descended into chaos.
In the west of the continent stood a Black Wind Mountain. On Black Wind