As Sun Wukong plunged his fingers into his own chest, his Somersault Cloud was being torn apart by the malevolent aura of the Three Teachings' supreme treasures. His Fiery Eyes of Truth reflected a horrifying spectacle within his internal organs: the Qingping Sword was carving a phantom of Biyou Palace into his liver, the Jade Ruyi was catalyzing golden lotuses within his lungs, and the Taiji Diagram was manifesting Yin-Yang fish within his elixir field.
"Not enough! Give me more!" he roared, swallowing the eighth fragment of the God-Slaying Spear, his fangs crushing the fissures of the void. Nezha pursued him on his Wind and Fire Wheels, watching as the monkey’s stomach transformed into a chaotic furnace, with the twelve-petaled World-Destruction Black Lotus blooming within its depths.
Yang Jian’s body, already turned to stone up to the neck, suddenly trembled. The remaining golden light from his Heavenly Eye pierced through Sun Wukong’s physical shell. "Great Sage, your Ruyi Jingu Bang..." Before he could finish, the Sea-Pacifying Divine Needle suddenly softened, its inscriptions transforming into the wailing of three thousand heavenly demons as it bored straight down Sun Wukong’s throat.
Chapter 411