An ancient dragon roar emanated from the depths of the East Sea, its shockwaves shattering the glazed tiles of the Thirty-Three Heavens. Layers of rust peeled from the surface of the Ruyi Jingu Bang, revealing dense, intricate characters of the demon race beneath—every single one flowing with the essence of Nuwa’s blood from when she patched the heavens. The phantom images of the Twelve Ancestral Witches suddenly manifested upon the staff. In the scene of Gonggong angrily striking Mount Buzhou, it was revealed that the Ruyi Jingu Bang had been forged from his very own spine!
As the Little Monkey’s palm touched the divine iron, memories from five hundred years ago flooded back like a deluge. He saw Sun Wukong wreaking havoc in the Heavenly Palace, every swing of his staff harmonizing with the trajectories of the stars; he saw that between the palms of Rulai, what seeped from the base of the Five-Finger Mountain was not Buddha-light, but the tentacles of Hongjun. Most terrifying of all was the sight deep within the Flat Peach Garden: the roots of nine thousand peach trees were entwined around half a piece of the Five-Colored Stone, upon which were carved, in blood-red script, the words: "Jade Emperor Zhang Bairen!"
"So that's how it is..." Blood and tears suddenly leaked from the Little Monkey’s third eye as he saw the truth beneath the Jade Emperor’s crown: it was no golden imperial diadem, but a piece of the Five-Colored Stone refined into the shape of a crown! Where a piec…
Chapter 19