"Sun Wukong, isn't he dead yet?"

The girl looked into the sea and there was a fire rising in the endless dark and deep sea.

"How could it be?"

The girl looked surprised. She clearly saw that Sun Wukong was burning, but how could there be a fire?

She continued to look at the fire gradually rises, and when she looked closely, it turned out to be two weapons.

A golden rod and a fan wove the light.

A sound rang in the light.

"Nuwa, give me the chess piece."

The voice said.

Another dazzling light bloomed in the sea and slowly took shape.

It turned out to be a chess piece that shines brightly.

The girl frowned and looked at the scene.

Nuwa's chess piece was awakened.

Even if Nuwa left it to Sun Wukong, it was a chess piece of the saint after all, so how could Sun Wukong awaken it?

What a miracle!

"Why am I defeated?"

The voice of Nuwa came from the chess piece.

This is Nuwa's obsession and the reason why this chess piece was awakened.

At this time, the girl also saw Sun Wukong. He was left with only a wisp of weak soul, protected in the middle by two weapons.

His appearance is illusory and almost invisible.

Nuwa's chess piece floated opposite Sun Wukong.

The moment he saw it, Sun Wukong calmed down.

This is a blank chess piece.

He hasn't lost yet.

"Why am I defeated?"

Nuwa's voice came from the chess piece again.

Her unwillingness and sadness shine in the chess piece.

Sun Wukong's eyes burned, and countless answers flashed through his pupils.

“What is the answer?”

Nuwa asked loudly.

Sun Wukong raised his hand and pointed to a corner of the sea of ​​blood.

In that distant corner, there is also a surviving small world.

In that world, the burning golden hoop penetrates the clouds and the heavenly palace.

Next to the golden cudgel, another Sun Wukong was sitting.

This is a young Sun Wukong who looks like a child and is playing chess with the Jade Emperor.

"That bald donkey must have been hiding on purpose and is watching our show!"

Sun Wukong said angrily.

The Jade Emperor smiled bitterly: "We have all been deceived. The so-called true scriptures are what you have always protected."

The two of them were talking while playing chess happily.

This scene made the chess piece tremble violently.

Sun Wukong pointed out the answer to Nuwa's failure.

Only those who see that world can truly understand that answer.

The saints did not pay attention to that world, but they saw the chess pieces under the guidance of Sun Wukong.

"How is it possible, hahaha, how is it possible!"

There was a voice in the chess piece laughing, crying and laughing.

"If it were this answer, what is the avenue we have been pursuing?"

Nvwa cannot accept Sun Wukong's answer.

This is the answer that the saint cannot accept, and even if he sees it, he cannot believe it.

Because I believe, I deny myself.

"Sun Wukong, if that is the answer, then you can prove it to me!"

The chess piece emits a dazzling light, not sure whether it is anger or sadness.

It wrapped Sun Wukong's soul and turned it into a light cocoon.

His body condensed into shape again in the sea of ​​blood, and his light shone brightly.

"How could it be?"

The girl on the sea was shocked and her eyes widened.

She could see the bright light lingering on the seabed, covering Sun Wukong's whole body, like armor turned into stars in the sky.

It seems that Sun Wukong is resurrected again.

"Is this Nuwa's power?"

The girl gritted her teeth: "Even so, it's just a chess piece. How long can you last?"

Even Nuwa is dead, how could Sun Wukong stop the saint's anger?

"How long does it matter? As long as you can win."

Sun Wukong said, holding the golden cudgel in his hand and heading towards chaos.

His power is extremely powerful at this moment.

His consciousness spread, as if he could see every god in the sea of ​​blood.

Sun Wukong heard countless voices ringing in his ears.

Various tones rose noisily around him, some were short and simple, some were messy and swift.

Following the frequent sounds, there are also the five and ten sensations that are coming in chaos.

All things are just beginning to bloom, the sun and the moon are flowing, and the mountains and seas are overturned - the memories of thousands of gods exploded in Sun Wukong's sea of ​​consciousness.

"Are you not willing to give up?"

Sun Wukong accepted all the will in the sea of ​​blood.

He became stronger, his body shining brightly, shining thousands of miles.

A glowing axe suddenly appeared on the sea, bursting out with a terrifying aura.

"The Axe of the Sky!"

The girl suddenly changed color.

Not only her, the saint seemed to have noticed the axe, and the sea of ​​fire appeared in the sky.

The terrifying flames are gathering and are about to fall.

Sun Wukong reached out and grabbed the Axe of the Sky.

“This is a new way.”

He said, then put it into the pawn.

The chess pieces burst into light.

But before the light took shape, Sun Wukong put it back on his body.

He looked into the sky and knew the true meaning of this war.

The war of the saints is the battle of the great way.

The great way is the truth, there is no amount, only strength and weakness.

"A piece is enough!"

Sun Wukong hid the chess piece in his heart, wrote everything about himself and his own way into it.

He put all his strength into letting the chess piece absorb his wisdom hungrily.

All wisdom will eventually become a new way.

A great way beyond the saints.
Chapter completed!