章節 274: Chapter 263: The Story of Patriarch Bodhi

At this moment, Sun Wukong truly wanted to cry, but something was blocking his chest—let alone crying, even breathing was difficult. Hence, Sun Wukong merely had tears incessantly streaming from his eyes, but he did not weep. He knelt silently in midair, allowing Dao Zhun to hold him in his embrace. Time seemed to stand still.

However, Sun Wukong knew that time would not stand still, nor would it reverse. Whether joyful or painful, all would be erased by time, leaving only memories deeply buried in the heart. And now, all of Sun Wukong's emotions and spirit were captivated by a voice in his mind.