"The way of the saint has long surpassed everything."

Sun Wukong knew in his heart that he might not be able to go to where the saints are now in his whole life.

If a saint can even escape from the holy realm, how could he care about the millions of worlds under the holy realm?

That was just a dust that they didn't have to care about in their wars.

Sun Wukong held the golden cudgel tightly and speeded up his pace.

The blood color became thicker and thicker, and Sun Wukong was almost approaching the place where he first arrived in the holy realm.

But right before his eyes, the flames were endless, sweeping across the sky - this sea of ​​blood had long been obscured by the war of the saints and had no way back.

Some gods that leaped from the sea of ​​blood were stained with these fires that could burn their souls, and were ignited in an instant, turning into ashes and extinguished.

It is a flame that no one can resist. No matter how powerful an existence is, it will disappear.

Sun Wukong is no exception.

The blood sea god surrounded him, and emerged from the bottom of the sea one after another, but did not dare to move forward.

They tried their best, and now they are dominated by the deepest fear.

Sun Wukong stood for a while and there was no road leading to chaos ahead.

A voice sounded in my heart.

“Go forward or give up?”

"Surviving alone or dying together?"

It seemed to be his own voice.

But isn't the answer taken for granted?

It's his home in front of him!

Sun Wukong took a step forward and walked into the sea of ​​fire.

In an instant, the flames in the sky swarmed in like bloody sharks, wrapping him up in an instant.

Every cluster of flames was entangling Sun Wukong, as if he was bitten and swallowed by thousands of fire ants.

Sun Wukong's skin was blooming, and his divine body was shattered while burning.

"You're crazy!"

The girl's shocked voice sounded: "Is that world worth your doing this? Look forward and see how small it is!"

Sun Wukong's eyes were bleeding.

He knew he would definitely die.

But it doesn't matter. Before the soul burned out, he was still walking on his avenue.

Sun Wukong did not stop and moved forward in the sea of ​​blood.

Endless flames surged onto his body, and from a distance, they looked like an indulgent oil lamp.

Those flames had never seen such a tenacious god, burning desperately, trying to swallow him before his soul was extinguished.

In the endless fire light, Sun Wukong saw a light under the sea of ​​fire.

The light was so bright that even though it was far apart, you could still see it.

It was a land that emitted warm light, larger than any other scroll, hanging under the flames like an ethereal fairy mirror.

"chaos."

Sun Wukong approached Chaos in flames.

He approached chaos, and the scene under the sea of ​​fire became clearer. Sun Wukong saw that in addition to chaos, there was a pair of white things surrounding it.

This is something he didn't have time to see clearly when he rushed out of the sea of ​​blood.

They were snow-white arms.

The flames were devouring the master of the arms, a woman who was extremely huge suspended in the sea of ​​blood.

She closed her eyes in the sea of ​​blood, embracing the biggest world, as if she was holding her own child.

Anyone who compares this woman is as small as dust.

But she was obviously dead, and the bloody light from her body spread all directions, dyeing the entire ocean red.

Her blood is the source of the sea of ​​blood.

"Nuwa."

Sun Wukong understood everything.

It turned out that Nuwa used her body to protect chaos after her death.

But this was already over, and the flames spread across Nuwa's body, swallowing her body.

The chaotic world in her arms cannot be spared.

Sun Wukong saw the chaotic light disappearing.

Mysterious and mysterious words cruising in the chaotic world, countless lights flew out of the chaos and flew into the surrounding flames.

Those words absorb the power of chaos and use chaos as fuel.

The more vigorous the flames in the sea of ​​blood, the darker the chaos becomes.

"no!"

Sun Wukong stepped forward, but stepped on the air.

He leaned forward and fell down, one foot burned out.

Sun Wukong fell heavily into the sea of ​​blood.

Unmoved, he waved his arms and swam towards Chaos.

There was a "boom".

A flame fell from the sky into the sea of ​​blood, hitting behind Sun Wukong, and quickly burning.

This is the saint who noticed him.

This direct flame is even stronger, just like a ruthless mountain crushing Sun Wukong's body and crushing his flesh and blood into ashes.

The pain of shattering body came, and Sun Wukong opened his eyes with difficulty and looked at the dim world ahead.

There were screams and screams of despair.

"Emperor of Heaven!"

Many people's light disappeared and fell into the darkness.

One after another, many people fell down.

When Sun Wukong could see all this, he wanted to go over, but the saint's flames showed no mercy and quickly destroyed all his Taoist foundations.

Soon, Sun Wukong couldn't even feel his body.

He could no longer swim, and his body was like a burning firewood, sinking down.

Sun Wukong looked at Chaos with difficulty. Countless people were struggling there, but the light from the whole world was swallowed up little by little.

He can really die here!

Sun Wukong wanted to reach out his hand, but it was useless. His hands were burned out.

Chaos is destruction, and all light is disappearing.

What exactly does those light mean?

Sun Wukong began to be unable to think. Under the flames of the saint, his soul was also ignited and fell into the depths of the sea of ​​blood.

Soon, he will die here, and the great way will turn into a phantom.

He will wander in the sea of ​​blood day after day, year after year, just like the gods of the sea of ​​blood.

Sun Wukong's figure gradually disappeared and fell into the depths of the endless sea of ​​blood.

"Extremely stupid."

On the sea, the girl watched coldly, looking at the figure disappearing from the sea: "Why? Now you are not as dead as an ant."

She looked at Chaos, the dim world.

All the light is disappearing.

Ao Luan stood on the isolated island and looked around. The sea was silent, and only darkness was visible - bottomless darkness.

"Daughter, protect yourself!"

A familiar voice sounded from the sea.

Ao Luan looked along the sound and saw a light dissipating on the sea.

"Who is that?"
To be continued...