Sun Wukong was fleeing for his life, and Tathagata was pursuing him with all his might.
There was no denying it: the gap between a Great Luo and an ordinary Golden Immortal was truly as vast as heaven and earth.
Even though Sun Wukong was running for all he was worth, while Tathagata had to keep doubling back to retrieve the Buddha Bone Relics, Tathagata caught up with him in less than the time it took an incense stick to burn.
At the sight, even Sun Wukong felt his scalp crawl.
He was utterly dumbfounded.
He had known that Tathagata was powerful, but he had never had any real grasp of just how powerful.
Perhaps seven or eight hundred years ago, he had been imprisoned beneath Five-Finger Mountain by Tathagata, but he had never truly experienced Tathagata's strength. Back then, he had not even been able to resist before Tathagata effortlessly crushed him with a single palm strike.
Now, after cultivating for so many more years, Sun Wukong had even begun to think that, although he might not be Tathagata's match, surely escaping would be no problem?
Not to mention that he was scattering Buddha Bone Relics at random, forcing Tathagata to go to the trouble of searching for them.
But he had been wrong.
Indeed, he had been wildly wrong. Despite all the obstacles he had put in Tathagata's path, Tathagata had nearly caught up with him in less than an incense stick's time.
What should I do?
Now that Sun Wukong understood everything, he certainly had no desire to become the twenty-fourth Buddha Bone Relic.
After all, this damn well wasn't for the sake of all living beings in the Three Realms.
He refused to accept it.
Yet the sight before him left him feeling rather hopeless.
**"Sun