"Take the God Whip."

Sun Wukong ordered with a cold face: "Go and look at the person in the lotus."

"yes."

He walked over to the Divine Whip and looked curiously. The lotus inside and outside the lotus were indeed the same person.

He carefully checked the monk in the lotus, and suddenly, he jumped up as if he was stabbed by a hedgehog.

"No, it's impossible..."

The God-Dao Whip's face was pale and said incredibly: "This man, he, he is dead!"

"It's true!"

Sun Wukong pulled up the girl and took everyone away from the platform.

He used his golden eyes and looked at the platform again, and saw a man in white sitting cross-legged on it on the top of the platform.

He was solemn in treasure and recited the true scriptures, but below it... there were a lot of white bones.
Chapter completed!