Black Myth! Wukong kills gods and Buddhas!

Wukong withdrew from the world and hid in the abyss of darkness, called the "Dark Realm". There was no light in that place, and everything was silent. Only Wukong sat alone, with demons in his heart. One day, the Dark Realm trembled, the wind and clouds surged, and there seemed to be a strange phenomenon. Wukong focused his mind and saw a demon shadow flying in the air, covered in flames, with eyes like blood pools. It was the Asura King.

Ashura said with a smile: "I heard that you, Wukong, once made a big fuss in the Heavenly Palace and were very powerful. Now you are hiding here. Aren't you afraid?" Wukong sneered, and his golden cudgel turned into a thousand-foot-long light, pointing directly at Ashura: "How dare you, a demon, bully me? Come and die!"

After that, the two fought, and the sky was dark. Wukong was agile and his golden hoop was impenetrable; Asura was extremely powerful and his flaming fist was unstoppable. When the battle was fierce, Wukong suddenly transformed into thousands of clones and surrounded Asura. Asura roared, and the flames around his body surged, burning his clones one by one.

Wukong was shocked when he saw this. He knew that Ashura was no small matter, so he used all his life's cultivation to transform into a fighting Buddha, shining with golden light and overwhelming all around. Ashura was not to be outdone, so he transformed into a six-armed demon god, holding a magic weapon, and fought Wukong again.

The battle was earth-shattering, and the mountains and rivers were shattered. Wukong's might as the Buddha of Victory shook the void; Asura's six-armed demon's power tore the heaven and earth apart. The two fought back and forth, and it was difficult to tell who was better. However, Wukong was worried that the dark world was his hiding place, and if it was destroyed, he might have no place to stay.

Thinking of this, Wukong came up with a plan. He suddenly put away his golden cudgel and turned into a golden light, soaring into the sky. Asura thought Wukong was trying to escape, so he chased him with a sneer. Unexpectedly, Wukong suddenly turned around in the air, put his hands together, and shouted: "The Buddha's Dharma is boundless!" The golden light became stronger and turned into thousands of Buddha lights, surrounding Asura.

Asura was horrified and tried to break through the Buddha's light to escape. However, the Buddha's light was indestructible and gradually suppressed his flames. Wukong took the opportunity to fall down, and the golden hoop reappeared, hitting Asura's vital points. Asura had no way to avoid it, and was hit by the stick, staggering.

Wukong pursued him, and his golden cudgel rained down like raindrops. Although Asura was strong, he was seriously injured and gradually felt exhausted. Finally, with a deafening roar, Asura was knocked to the ground by Wukong's cudgel, unable to move.

Wukong put away his staff and stood, staring at Ashura who was lying on the ground. Ashura panted, his eyes full of unwillingness: "I am defeated... but you are not invincible..." Wukong smiled slightly: "Everything in the world has its destiny. Since you are evil, you should be punished."

After saying this, Wukong used his Buddhist power to seal Asura. However, Asura suddenly changed, and the flames around him surged again, and he even wanted to explode his soul to hurt Wukong. Wukong was shocked and hurriedly used his magical powers to put Asura into a gourd. The gourd was a treasure given by Taishang Laojun, which could collect all things without leaking out.

Asura roared and struggled in the gourd, but it was in vain. Wukong sighed and said, "I hope you can realize the truth and stop doing evil." After that, he put away the gourd and turned to leave.

Suddenly, a strange phenomenon appeared in the dark world. A black light shot up into the sky and headed straight for Wukong. Wukong was horrified and tried to use his magical powers to block it, but the black light penetrated his defense and hit his chest. Wukong vomited blood and staggered.

"Who dares to plot against me!" Wukong roared, but there was no one around. He endured the pain and used his divine sense to explore the depths of the dark world. He saw a dark shadow looming and slowly approaching him.

Wukong knew that the shadow must be the mastermind behind the scene. He took a deep breath and turned the golden hoop into a giant pillar to support his body. Then he took a deep breath and suddenly burst out all his skills to rush towards the shadow.

The two clashed again, and the world was in shock. The black shadow's movements were strange and unpredictable, and even though Wukong was strong, he could not figure out its whereabouts. But Wukong was not afraid, and he fought against the black shadow with the posture of the Fighting Buddha.

After a hard fight, Wukong finally found a flaw and hit the black shadow with a stick. The black shadow paused and revealed its true appearance. It turned out that the black shadow was a mysterious strong man wearing a black robe and his face was hidden under a hood.

"Who are you?" Wukong shouted angrily. The mysterious strong man sneered: "I am the master of the dark world. Those of you who dare to challenge my authority shall die without a burial place!"

After that, the mysterious strong man launched another attack. Wukong gritted his teeth and insisted on fighting him. However, he was seriously injured and could not last long. Gradually, he began to feel powerless.

At this moment, a Buddhist chant suddenly came from the depths of the dark world. The chant was melodious and solemn, as if it could purify all evil and filth. The mysterious strong man paused and looked terrified.

Wukong took the opportunity to counterattack with a stick and knocked the mysterious strong man away. Then he turned and looked in the direction where the Buddhist chanting came from, and saw a monk wearing a cassock and holding a Zen stick slowly walking towards him. The monk had a kind face and bright eyes, and it was the Buddha Shakyamuni.

"Wukong..." Buddha called softly. Wukong was shocked and knelt down quickly: "Disciple Wukong greets Buddha!"

The Buddha smiled and said, "I am well aware of your tenacity and courage. However, you still need to practice to achieve the right result." After that, the Buddha raised his hand and waved, and a ray of Buddha's light enveloped Wukong.

When the Buddha's light faded, Wukong found himself at the top of Lingshan Mountain. He looked around and saw auspicious clouds and Buddhist chants all around him, a peaceful scene. He suddenly felt an unprecedented sense of peace and tranquility in his heart.

"Thank you for your enlightenment, Buddha..." Wukong bowed. Buddha smiled and nodded: "You have realized the truth and should continue to practice to benefit the people."

After saying this, the Buddha turned and left, leaving behind a receding figure. Wukong looked at the Buddha's back with awe and gratitude in his heart. He knew that he had taken an important step towards becoming a true Fighting Buddha.

From then on, Wukong continued to practice Buddhism in Lingshan Mountain and saved all living beings. The Lord of Darkness and Asura were sealed by the Buddha under Lingshan Mountain forever. Wukong's name spread throughout the three realms and became a legendary hero.

As time went by, Wukong practiced at the top of Lingshan Mountain day after day, and his Buddhist teachings became more and more profound. Not only was he an excellent martial artist, but he was also compassionate and often used his magical powers to save people, which made him deeply respected by the people.

One day, there was a sudden movement under the sacred mountain. There was a faint black gas leaking from the seal, as if an evil demon was trying to break the seal. Wukong became alert and immediately used his magical powers to look down. He saw that the seal was surrounded by black gas and there was a faint demon struggling. It was the Lord of the Dark World and Asura.

Wukong frowned, knowing that this matter was of great importance. If such evil demons were allowed to escape, they would once again bring disaster to the three realms. Without hesitation, he flashed and arrived in front of the seal.

"Who is this monster who dares to break the seal!" Wukong shouted angrily, and his golden cudgel turned into a thousand-foot-long ray of light, pointing straight into the black air.

The Lord of the Dark Realm and Asura struggled in the seal, and upon hearing Wukong's voice, they became furious. "Sun Wukong, you ruined my plan, today I will tear you into pieces!" The two of them worked together, and the black energy surged into the sky, trying to break the seal.

Wukong sneered, his body was as fast as lightning, he shuttled through the light of the golden hoop, and fought fiercely with the evil demon. He knew that this battle was dangerous and must be fought quickly, otherwise if the evil demon escaped, the consequences would be disastrous.

The battle lasted for several hours, and the sky and the earth changed color. Wukong and the Lord of the Dark Realm, Ashura, fought hard, and both sides were seriously injured. However, Wukong gradually gained the upper hand with his firm belief and profound Buddhist practice.

Finally, in a fierce battle, Wukong smashed the defense of the Lord of Darkness with one stick, severely injuring him. Seeing this, Ashura roared and rushed towards Wukong desperately, wanting to die with him.

Wukong's eyes shone, and he swung his golden cudgel suddenly, knocking Asura away. At the same time, he used all his skills to inject a powerful Buddha force into the seal, completely suppressing the Lord of the Dark World and Asura.

The seal was once again stable, the black air dissipated, and the world returned to peace. Wukong stood in front of the seal, panting, but with a gleam of victory in his eyes.

"Evil cannot defeat good, this is the way of heaven." Wukong muttered to himself, and then turned and left. He knew that although the crisis had been resolved, there were still many unknown challenges waiting for him in the Three Realms. However, he was fearless because he knew that as long as he had Buddha in his heart, he could overcome all evil and difficulties.

From then on, Wukong worked harder to practice Buddhism. Not only did his martial arts improve day by day, but he also became compassionate and made many good friends. He became the true Fighting Buddha in the Three Realms, protecting the peace and tranquility of this land. His name was forever engraved in the long river of history and became a legend.