Black Myth! Wukong kills gods and Buddhas!

The boundless sky seemed to be covered by a thick black veil. Two powerful auras quietly gathered between heaven and earth, and a final showdown concerning the fate of the three realms was about to begin.

Black Buddha Wukong, with his black robe dancing in the wind, is like a ghost in the night. His eyes are as deep as the abyss, as if he can see through all the vanity in the world. He stands on the top of the mountain, overlooking the land that is about to be swallowed by darkness, with a cold smile on his lips.

"Bai Mara, your era has ended." Dark Wukong's voice was low and powerful, penetrating the clouds and reaching people's hearts.

At the same time, on the top of the distant Lingshan Mountain, Baimo Luo sat cross-legged, surrounded by a faint Buddha light, but it could not hide the fatigue and determination between his brows. He closed his eyes and concentrated, sensing the dark power that was approaching day by day between heaven and earth, and his heart was filled with mixed feelings.

"Black Buddha, the grudge between you and me must be settled today." Bai Mo Luo whispered to himself, slowly forming seals with his hands, preparing for the inevitable decisive battle.

Hundreds of years ago, Baimala was a high monk in Buddhism, but he went astray and fell into the devil's way because of a wrong thought. Although he was powerful, he always kept his awe and yearning for Buddhism in his heart. And Heisheng Buddha was his biggest enemy after he fell into the devil's way. The two fought countless life-and-death battles, but they could never determine the winner.

Recalling the past, Baimo Luo couldn't help but smile bitterly. He knew that he had reached a desperate situation, but his persistence and belief in justice made him unable to give up. He opened his eyes and looked at the dark sky in the distance, with a trace of determination in his eyes.

As the Black Victory Buddha pressed on step by step, the spiritual energy between heaven and earth began to fluctuate violently. Baimo Luo took a deep breath, concentrated all his strength in his palm, and prepared to face this battle that would determine his fate.

"Come on, Black Buddha, let's make this a fight!" Bai Mo Luo roared, and rushed towards Black Buddha like lightning. The two of them clashed in an instant, with fists whistling and spiritual power splashing, and the whole world changed color.

The battle was extremely fierce, with both sides fighting back and forth, neither side giving in. The Black Buddha's attack was extremely fierce, and each strike contained the power to destroy the world; while the White Demon Luo, relying on his profound Buddhist practice and indomitable will, resolved the Black Buddha's attack time and time again.

However, as time went by, Baimarao's physical strength gradually ran out, and the Buddha's light on his body became weaker and weaker. He knew that he was powerless to save the situation, but the belief in his heart made him unwilling to give up.

Just as White Demon was about to be defeated by Black Buddha, he suddenly closed his eyes, clasped his hands together, and silently chanted the Buddha's name. His body began to emit a dazzling light, and his aura became unusually peaceful and tranquil.

"This is... the art of invisibility!" The Black Buddha was horrified upon seeing this. He did not expect that the White Mara would display such profound Buddhist teachings at such a critical moment.

The art of invisibility is the highest secret method in Buddhism, which can make a person hide his body in an instant, and even transcend the three realms. However, this secret method has extremely high requirements for the practitioner, and the slightest mistake will lead to the destruction of both body and soul.

Baimo Luo was obviously ready to sacrifice everything. He used the power of the magic of invisibility to separate his soul from his body, turned into a beam of light, soared into the sky, and instantly disappeared into the sky.

"Bai Mara! You..." Black Buddha looked at the disappearing light, his heart filled with shock and resentment. He didn't expect that he would be defeated by a monk who was about to pass away.

However, everything was irreversible. Baimo Luo paid the price of his life in exchange for the tranquility and peace of the three realms. His soul was able to transcend the three realms under the protection of the art of invisibility, and became an eternal legend.

Black Buddha stood there, looking at the night sky that had returned to peace, feeling mixed emotions. He knew that although he had won the battle, he had forever lost a worthy opponent.

The night wind blew by, taking away the last breath of fighting. The black Buddha slowly turned and left, leaving behind a lonely and desolate figure. In this vast world, he seemed to have become a homeless wanderer...

Although the disappearance of Baimo Luo did not directly defeat the Black Buddha, it planted a deep shock and reflection in his heart. The Black Buddha realized that true power does not only come from force and darkness, but also from the light and faith in the heart. He began to question whether his long-term pursuit could really bring him true power and freedom as he thought.

With the disappearance of Baimo Luo, the Three Realms seemed to have returned to their former peace, but under this peace there was an undercurrent. The power of the Black Buddha did not dissipate, but became more complex and changeable due to his reflection. He began to observe secretly, trying to find new power and path to make up for the emptiness and confusion in his heart.

At the same time, although Baimara has passed away, his deeds and spirit are like an eternal light, illuminating the hearts of countless practitioners. His story is sung, his Dharma is studied, and his sacrifice has become a force to inspire those who come after him to move forward.

A few years later, a young monk embarked on a journey to find the Black Buddha. His name was Huiming, and he was one of Baimarao's former disciples. He was also the only one who witnessed the whole process of his master's disappearance. Huiming's heart was full of admiration and longing for Baimarao, but he also had complicated feelings towards the Black Buddha. He longed to find the Black Buddha, not for revenge, but to find an answer - the answer to power, justice and self-salvation.

The appearance of Huiming broke the long silence of Heifo. The two met by chance and started a profound dialogue about faith and choice. Huiming gradually touched Heifo's heart with his sincerity and persistence, making him start to re-examine his past and future.

After a series of challenges and tests, Heifo was finally moved by Huiming's persistence and faith. He realized that his long-term pursuit and killing were actually a form of escape and self-exile. He was willing to let go of the past grudges and hatred, and work with Huiming to find the true way to peace and liberation.

Under Huiming's guidance, Black Buddha began to practice Buddhism again to purify the darkness and evil in his heart. He used his power to protect the innocent and help the weak, and gradually won the respect and trust of people. He fought side by side with Huiming to resist the invasion and threats from the outside world, and became a solid force to protect the three realms.

(End of the book)