So Song Lin hesitated. The potential of Medicine Buddha might not stop here. If allowed to fully grow, it would certainly be no less than the Medicine Buddha of the Story World.

Therefore, he came today to see if there was an opportunity to personally awaken the Great Sun World Venerable and accumulate some experience in dealing with True Immortal-level experts.

Song Lin had his Golden Body sit atop the Lotus Platform while his true form transformed into a streak of black light, entering the body of the Great Sun World Venerable.

He still remembered that this entity possessed its own Heavenly Dragon Eight Realms World. Breaking through that world—or perhaps conquering it—was likely the key to overcoming this individual's inner defense.

Void Spirit Platform.

The Buddhist sect emphasizes that the heart is itself the world.

Song Lin arrived in the boundless void, within which floated a single Divine Pearl.

"Is this the Heavenly Dragon Eight Realms World?"

With a single thought, Song Lin leapt into this realm.

"Kill!"

As soon as he entered, the air was filled with the thunderous sounds of battle cries.

Song Lin focused his gaze and saw that it was a group of Buddha Soldiers battling devils.

The Buddha Soldiers were composed of Heavenly Humans, Dragons, Yakshas, Asuras, Qian Dapos…

The situation was a stalemate. The Great Sun World Venerable observed from above, his pale face showing signs of distress.

The moment Song Lin entered, the Great Sun World Venerable noticed as well.

"Haha, such audacity! To dare enter my world—you're as good as dead!"

Boom!

The Great Sun World Venerable transformed into Buddha Light.

The sacred radiance caused the devils' souls to scatter in terror. Before Song Lin's arrival, the Great Sun World Venerable had been conserving his cultivation, but now there was no need. As long as he killed Song Lin, there would still be hope for escape.

Moreover, the Buddha Light was the nemesis of such devils.

In the face of the overwhelming Buddha Light, Song Lin neither dodged nor avoided it. On his demonic face was a calm as still as a deep well, along with a trace of Buddha nature.

When the Buddha Light reached his body, it didn't erupt with the imagined violent clash like fire and water; instead, it gently merged into his demonic form.

A light gleamed at Song Lin's chest—this was the Buddha's Glazed Heart.

Since mastering this technique, Buddhist methods were almost ineffectual against Wutian; it was practically unbeatable.

Song Lin drew out the Bright Wheel.

Boom!

The Bright Wheel shattered the Heavenly Dragon Eight Realms, while the demonic aura surrounding him transformed into a myriad of evil ghosts, suppressing and corrupting the Great Sun World Venerable.

In a single move, the Heavenly Dragon Eight Realms World was conquered.

Back in the real world—

The Golden Body of the Great Sun turned pitch black, with all traces of sacred aura vanishing without a trace.

Suddenly, Song Lin appeared. At the same time, the Great Sun World Venerable opened his eyes and bowed deeply to him: "Greetings, Wutian Buddha Ancestor."

Finally, the Great Sun World Venerable was subdued.

This scene left Yuanbo, who was watching from the side, utterly stunned.

This is possible?

After decades of painstaking efforts with no progress, the task was completed in one fell swoop.

Subsequently, Song Lin sent the Great Sun World Venerable to the Demon World and notified the Heavenly Court's higher-ups. With such a True Immortal-level devil joining, the pressure on the Donghua Heavenly Court would ease significantly.

Song Lin then returned to the backyard of the Palace of the Polestar to refine immortal pills.

After conquering the Great Sun World Venerable, Wutian Buddha Ancestor's Taoist Realm noticeably improved.

"It seems that to deal with a True Immortal, one must target their Great Dao; corrupting it is no different."

True Immortal-level experts can be defeated, but they are exceedingly difficult to kill. This is why the Buddhist and Taoist sects have been in deadlock for so many years—both sides know that seizing the other's power offers a chance to ascend to Golden Immortal, but neither can ensure a kill.

Now with experience, Song Lin understood how to handle True Immortals—how to end them.

From then on, Song Lin occasionally refined pills in the real world while actively absorbing relics within the Story World.

In the Story World, eight hundred years passed.

One day, on Lingjiu Mountain, the plants grew wildly. Saplings turned into towering ancient trees, and weeds transformed into elves.

This phenomenon alarmed the Heavenly Soldiers and Generals tasked with monitoring Song Lin, who eventually reported it to the Heavenly Court.

With less than twenty years until Song Lin's confinement ended, the Heavenly Soldiers and Generals didn't want any trouble.

In the end, the Zhenwu Emperor dismissed it under the pretext of practicing his own spells.

On Lingjiu Mountain, Zhenwu visited the place where Song Lin was in seclusion.

"Congratulations to Master on the completion of your divine skill."

"Haha, the seventh Tao Golden Pill has been successfully refined. Here, take an Immortal Pill."

Song Lin pointed to one of the five Immortal Pills within the Pill Furnace.

The method of Inner and Outer Pills dictates that when the Inner Pill succeeds, the Outer Pill is formed in tandem.

This type of pill possesses greater potency than ordinary Immortal Pills.

The furnace of pills in the real world was nearly complete too. Mao Ying should awaken in just a few years.

"Zhenwu, I have a task for you."

"Master, please give your command."

"Infiltrate the alchemy chamber of the Supreme Lord Lao Zi in the Heavenly Court and bring me two items: two Buddha relics."

"Buddha relics?"

"Yes. They are the key to stabilizing the Three Realms. You must complete this mission."

"Understood."

Zhenwu immediately departed.

With the Jade Emperor's trust in Zhenwu, taking two relics wouldn't be a problem.

Now only two relics were missing—one from the Lotus Seat of Amitabha Buddha, and one boneless relic from Sun Wukong.

With twenty years remaining in his sentence, Song Lin decided not to stir up trouble. Meanwhile, Jin Naluo's sentence had already ended.

…

Jin Naluo's Dao Chang.

Song Lin flew out of the Small Thousand World.

"Phew, five hundred years without worries or burdens."

After five hundred years, Song Lin had also spent another three hundred years in seclusion.

Emerging now, those who once fawned over him were nowhere to be seen, and even the Buddha had ceased to summon him. It seemed he had truly become a peripheral, invisible figure.

Now, the title of the Buddhist Sect's Number One War God belonged to Anan.

After merging with the relic, Anan gained battle power at the Heavenly Immortal Peak. He was unaware that most of the Randeng Buddha relic's mana had been absorbed by Song Lin, assuming instead that he had not yet fully unlocked the relic's potential.

Although things seemed quiet now, there were undoubtedly many in the heavens keeping watch over him.

Song Lin wasn't in a hurry to visit Sun Wukong just yet; instead, he wandered the mortal world for years.

During his travels, he came upon Huaguo Mountain, which was presently under attack by demons.

"Haha, boys, today we'll feast on monkey brains!"

A red-haired demon with three heads and six arms bellowed as he controlled a massive, green-flame-belching skull, scorching the monkeys below and causing them to wail in distress.

At that moment, a Buddha Light descended from the skies. Closer inspection revealed it to be a spinning wheel.

With a single rotation, the Bright Wheel beheaded the swarm of demons.

From the heavens descended a white-robed, long-haired Buddha.

"Thank you, Great Immortal! Thank you for your help, Great Immortal!"

An old monkey led a group of monkeys forward to offer their gratitude.

"No need to thank me. I knew the Great Sage once, and I happened to pass by today. Consider it a small favor."

"So you're a friend of the Great Sage? How is he? Is he faring well?"

"Why hasn't the Great Sage come to see us?"

"Yes, yes! We miss him terribly!"

"Is the Great Sage as majestic as the legends say?"

At the mention of Sun Wukong's name, the monkeys surrounded him. Some had known him personally, while others were new generations who had only heard of Sun Wukong in the legends.

Song Lin wasn't sure how to reply, so he offered a kind lie:

"Yes, the Great Sage holds a prominent position in the heavens and is indeed majestic. Recently, he's been in seclusion, undergoing a breakthrough in martial mastery. I expect he'll visit soon."

"Please come sit with us, Great Immortal! I've brewed fresh Monkey King Wine. Boys, head to the rear mountain and pick the finest spirit fruits for the Great Immortal!"

The old monkey presented a cup of wine, which Song Lin drank in a single gulp, then gently declined their further invitations.

"Esteemed elder, I have pressing matters to attend to. I'll visit again another day."

Whoosh!

Song Lin transformed into golden light and vanished.

After flying for an indeterminate amount of time, he suddenly came to a halt.

"Come out."

A patch of cloud in the void transformed, taking the shape of a monkey draped in a Kasaya.

"Thank you," Sun Wukong said with a clasped fist.

"Why didn't you handle it yourself?"

Song Lin looked at Sun Wukong.

Sun Wukong let out a long sigh and said, "I am no longer the Great Sage of years past. What face do I have to meet those who see me as an invincible hero?"

"You've indeed changed."

"It's not change; it's understanding."

Sun Wukong understood what it meant for there to always be someone stronger and came to realize how laughable his past self had been.

Thinking himself free and unrestrained, he was merely a pawn in the plans of the Great Powers.

As a demon, he fought gods; as a god, he fought demons.

After one journey through the West, his reputation was left in shambles. He was unwelcome on both ends.

How could he face the companions of Huaguo Mountain?

Seeing someone with similar experiences today, Sun Wukong couldn't help but reveal his inner fragility.

Song Lin observed the downcast Sun Wukong.

This Sun Wukong was indeed wiser than the one before.

"Hmph, there's no longer a Tightening Spell on your head, so why do you let one bind your heart? What happened to the invincible Great Sage of old?"

Sun Wukong glared at Song Lin, displeased. "And what about you? Where is the Jin Naluo Bodhisattva who once stormed the Great Leiyin Temple?"

"Haha! I still have my fighting will!"

Whoosh!

The surrounding environment transformed as Song Lin pulled Sun Wukong into the Dragon Mansion Jade Gourd World.

Three dharma images appeared around him.

Wutian, Letian, and Donghua.

"I am Jin Naluo Bodhisattva of the West, the Wutian, the Demon of Ten Thousand Demons, and the Ziwei Emperor of the Heavenly Court. My fighting will has never wavered. Fighting Buddha—no, Great Sage Equaling Heaven—would you like to break the golden shackles and raise chaos across the Three Realms with me?"

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