Sun Wukong nodded.

The Venerable White-clothed looked at him: "Since that's the case, then I'll ask you again, can you let go of your obsession?"

“Can’t do it…”

Sun Wukong shook his head.

He felt the power of the Venerable, but his fighting spirit had not diminished, and his body and mind understood his choice.

Sun Wukong took a deep breath: "Maybe you are right!"

He held the golden cudgel tightly, and the flames on his body swept across Cangyu, saying, "Maybe I will fail, but my words only fail, not give up!"

How could he admit defeat?

To acknowledge bliss means to acknowledge stagnation.

But how can these chaotic sentient beings stagnate?

"Your original intention in the Pure Land is good."

Sun Wukong raised the golden cudgel to the White-clothed Venerable: "But unfortunately, it is not my path."

The white-clothed Venerable's eyes darkened and she sighed in her heart.

People in the world are arrogant, but they just don’t see the real horror.

But after seeing this, how many people can keep their original intentions?

"Sun Wukong, I admit that your will is stronger than anyone else."

The white-clothed Venerable said, with admiration in his voice.

"For this reason, your strength should be used in the right place."

His body was full of Buddha light, and his fighting spirit rose up.
Chapter completed!