A dewdrop formed by the Chaos Green Lotus hung suspended in the void, its surface rippling with the fragmented, lingering shadows of the Three Realms. The Little Monkey’s primordial spirit was curled within the heart of the dewdrop, his entire body bound by the black, root-like tendrils of Hongjun. Those roots writhed like living things, their tips piercing his seven orifices, incessantly draining the spiritual essence of the Heaven-Patching Stone Fetus.
"Where... is this?"
The Little Monkey struggled, only to realize he could not move even his fingertips. The Stone Fetus between his brows flickered, casting light and shadow that revealed an ancient secret: Nuwa stood at the edge of Guixu, her hands trembling as she cast the evil intent from the twin stone fetuses into the abyss. The golden divine blood dripping from her fingertips wandered through the void, now manifesting as the shackles binding him.
Chapter 21