"Hehe, I really underestimated you," said Buddha, panting heavily. "It's been ten thousand years since I last encountered an opponent like you. It's truly exhilarating, but it ends here!"

With a wave of his massive tentacle, the swarm of insects changed direction and flew towards the immortals and arhats.

Taiyi, who was closest to me, couldn't escape in time. The large mouthparts of the worm had already pierced his pulse, and in the blink of an eye, he turned into a lifeless corpse.

Having absorbed their souls, the swarm of insects returned to Buddha's body.

He began to rapidly expand, each tentacle spanning the sky, and each eyeball larger than the sun.

A gigantic insect nest seemed to loom over the Heavenly Court.

"Arrogant Monkey, I have existed since the birth of heaven and earth. All things are me, and I am all things!" One of Buddha's tentacles pointed towards the sky, while another pointed towards the ground. "In heaven and on earth, I am the only one worthy of reverence!"

Buddha's voice was filled with seduction, and I could even hear the tones of my father and Sha Monk in it.

My hand suddenly felt warm as Miss Gao gently held it and said, "Tianpeng, why did you take so long? I've been waiting for you."

When I looked up again, I found myself back on the bustling streets of Gaolaozhuang.

There were peddlers selling their wares everywhere, children playing and frolicking, and the scent of roasted chestnuts in the air.

Where were the Buddha, the insect swarm, and the sea of corpses?

No, a firm voice in my mind told me that Miss Gao was already dead.

"Tianpeng, why don't you come over?" Miss Gao stood at the door, smiling. "We're going home."

I summoned my rake into my hand and asked, "What exactly are you?"

Miss Gao burst into laughter, and everyone laughed along with her. The illusion shattered, and I found myself back in the Sands River of corpses.

Where did Miss Gao come from? The insects had already covered my entire body.

On the other side, the Monkey King shouted "Master" as he walked straight towards the Buddha, who resembled a coiled snake.

"Monkey, wake up!" I shouted, but he ignored me.

I hurriedly tried to grab him, but he mistook me for a monster and swung his staff at me.

Those fiery golden eyes were completely white, without a trace of pupils.

The problem lay here.

We fought for a few rounds, and the Monkey King grew more and more fierce. I saw myself about to die under his staff.

At that moment, a rainbow pillar of light shot out from Buddha's body, brushing against the Monkey King's cheek.

The Monkey King suddenly regained his senses. "Bajie, why are you here? Where's our master?"

I knew he had broken free from the illusion. I turned my head and saw that Nüwa's corpse had completely turned into a pile of dust, scattering in the air.

She had just helped me.

"Monkey, you were under an illusion! There's something wrong with your Fiery Eyes!"

Upon hearing this, the Monkey King decisively inserted his fingers into his eye sockets and forcefully pulled out his eyeballs, throwing them to the ground.

As soon as the eyeballs fell to the ground, eight hairy legs sprouted from them, scurrying away in a hurry.

I stomped on each eyeball, crushing them all, my shoes stained with disgusting juices.

It was utterly nauseating.

"Bajie!" The Monkey King tore off his clothes and wrapped the wounds where his eyes used to be. "Be my eyes!"