Inside the pill-refining room of Tushou Palace, purple mists billowed as nine Bagua Furnaces were arranged in a Nine Palace formation. Sun Wukong stepped on his Somersault Cloud and darted past the vermilion lacquered beams. His Fiery Eyes of Truth pierced through layers of elixir vapor, and he suddenly spotted a dark golden elixir floating within the central cauldron. The pill was no larger than a dragon's eye, yet its surface was covered in blood-red veins—bearing a striking resemblance to the birthmark on the back of the Earth God's neck in the Flat Peach Garden years ago.
"Good old Lord Laozi, refining such a fiendish object!" Wukong reached out to snatch it, but the moment his fingertip touched the pill, the golden protective light of his Seventy-Two Transformations melted away like snow hitting boiling oil. The pill seemed to possess a spiritual awareness, transforming into a crimson ray that shot straight down his throat. He only felt ten thousand years of black ice ignite within his chest and abdomen, causing even his immortal bones, forged from the Mending Heaven Stone, to frost over with white ice.
The instant blue flames billowed from his seven orifices, a primordial cyan light exploded in his lower dantian. A phantom of a twelve-petaled Chaos Green Lotus soared from his spine into the sky, every single lotus leaf wrapped in stardust debris, while at the center sat Patriarch Bodhi, eyes closed and chanting scriptures. Enduring the agonizing pain of his soul being…
Chapter 261