After the rain, clouds and mist swim among the mountains.

Sun Wukong stood on the top of Kunlun, his eyes piercing the clouds and mist, looking down on the city among the mountains.

On the land of Nuoda, cities have risen in the past ten years, and Kunlun Mountain has also become a prosperous place.

Ten years have passed like an arrow, and the four continents have undergone earth-shaking changes and are thriving.

However, Sun Wukong was not happy.

A ray of light fell on the top of the mountain, revealing the figure of Zhenyuan Daxian.

"Brother Xian. ”

He walked towards Sun Wukong: "The first recording is about to begin." ”

"I know. ”

Sun Wukong turned around.

Zhenyuan Daxian looked at him: "Do you really want to do this?"

"Yes. ”

Sun Wukong replied: "Only in this way can we understand the Great Tribulation." ”

"It's going to cost some people. ”

Zhenyuan Daxian said.

"There couldn't be a more perfect plan. ”

Sun Wukong said.

The last time the Buddha bead's attack gave him a lot of shock.

In front of that bloody Rulai, he was no different from an ant.

Sun Wukong can't protect sentient beings like a nanny, he wants to lead the Three Realms forward, but the current Ten Thousand Spirits have not yet learned to protect themselves.

For this, it is necessary to pay some price - in this world, nothing will succeed without paying a price.

In the Shura realm, a group of teenagers walked out of reincarnation.

"It's so desolate!"

Song Xin looked around at the barren land: "This is where you were born?"

"Hmm. ”

Kinnara looked at the strange land, he had been away from here for ten years, and he didn't expect to come back.

However, when he came back again, the Shura world had become completely different.

Some mysterious magic circles and buildings have appeared on the red earth, and palaces are scattered among them, and many immortals live here.

The immortals used the Shura Realm as a base to monitor the Chaos Realm and the red space for ten years.

The first recording is about to begin.

Soon after, the immortals activated the recording and defensive circles on the ground.

The entire Shura realm was enveloped in radiant light.

The so-called record is to use Sun Wukong as an introduction to trigger the Buddha bead to shoot again, and then record its power.

The Buddha bead had not moved for ten years, and the immortals guessed that it was only because it was not strong enough to leave the Three Realms, so it disdained to make a move.

can induce him to make a move, except for the real incubation of the Three Realms, only Sun Wukong remains.

A brilliant light flew out from the Three Realms.

"That's the Emperor ...... Heaven"

The teenagers had never seen such a dazzling light.

They know the portraits and statues of the Monkey King, but only in this chaotic world can they feel his true power.

The breath of that power even enveloped the Shura Realm.

"The Emperor seems to have gotten stronger. ”

Said a nearby immortal.

The teenagers were about to ask, but then, hundreds of millions of kilometers away, the Buddha beads moved.

The vast tide came rushing in.

"Hurry up!"

The immortals shouted nervously, and they formed a huge shield of light in the sky, ready to greet and record the power of this time.

Kinnaro and Song Xin hid behind the immortals and stood side by side.

They looked up at the chaos, and the vast tide spread out, and the shattered stars shattered in the places they passed, leaving nothing behind.

Everyone felt their own insignificance.

The power of the tide this time is even more powerful than last time.

A golden glow covered the outside of the mask.

"What's that?"

Song Xin asked.

"The Emperor's spell. ”

The immortal's face was happy: "The Emperor of Heaven has the spare strength to help us." ”

The tide approached, like a bell in the wilderness, roaring and striking the light mask.

The Shura realm shook violently.

One second, two seconds...... Ten seconds later, the light mask was still unable to resist after all, and made a shattering sound.

The distance was too far away, and Sun Wukong's spell failed.

The light mask lost the protection of the golden light, and immediately there was a loophole, and the tide poured downward, and the immortals were powerless to resist.

"How can this be ......"

They watched in amazement.

The circle is crumbling, and so are the other defenses.

Ten years of preparation collapsed like gravel in the face of the tide.

They think they are foolproof in their preparations, but they are meaningless.

The tide swallowed the Shura realm.

After this record, the Three Realms did not reap the desired results, but the number of sacrifices was several times higher than expected, and even several immortals fell.

Sun Wukong, who was facing the tide head-on, was seriously injured and had to accept Lao Jun's immortal brew and slept for half a year.

Before he fell asleep, he gave an order for the underworld to be kind to the victims.

Soon after, a cemetery of the victims was built in Dongshen Shenzhou.

Countless people have come here.

"This is the tomb of the Great Tribulation. ”

Zhenyuan Daisen presided over the ceremony of the cemetery, promising that all those who died in response to the catastrophe would be buried here after death.

The remaining teenagers stood there, red-eyed as their companions were buried in the cemetery.

In the face of that huge tide, the Three Realms were particularly powerless.

However, it is precisely because of their powerlessness that the teenagers truly realize that when the catastrophe comes, no one can escape.

The crowd gradually dispersed, and finally Kinnara was left behind.

He stood in front of a tomb, his eyes blank.

Song Xin died.

The scene of the first meeting is still clearly left in Kinara's heart.

"You may have to fight for the same goal in the future. ”

The words of the Taoist priest came true.

After many years have passed, Jinnaro and Song Xin have been fighting for the catastrophe from study to work.

It's just that...... Song Xin died.

He died before the Great Tribulation.

Kinnara could no longer see the cheerful face, could no longer hear the familiar voice.

He clenched his fists.

"Don't worry. ”

Kinnara knelt three times in front of the tomb: "I will definitely live to defeat the Great Tribulation!"

The last teenager also left the cemetery.

Above the cemetery, the phantom shadow of a phoenix flashed.

"That's growth. ”

The little phoenix looked at the back of Kinaro and thought.

Under the fate that cannot be avoided, the beings of the Three Realms will undergo a transformation just like Kinara.

It is a long and great challenge that is destined for the efforts and sacrifices of countless people.

How many people will be buried in the tomb of the Great Tribulation?

A possible number naturally emerged in the little phoenix's mind.

She became one with the Heavenly Dao, and the feelings of mortals rarely appeared in her heart, but at this moment, she still had a trace of sadness.

"Warning. ”

After the sadness appeared, the Heavenly Dao immediately sent the power of backlash.

The little phoenix put away her thoughts, Sun Wukong created an absolutely rational and absolutely warm heavenly way, in order to see her people in the distant future, she had to give up the feelings of mortals for a long time.

Although it was painful, the little phoenix was able to bear it.

She knew a lot of cause and effect, and a lot of possibilities made her understand one thing.

Sun Wukong is on the right path.

Only by defeating the catastrophe with their own hands can all souls find a better future.

It's something to look forward to.