I'm Dreaming of a Journey to the West

The souls of those who originally belonged to the citizens of Lion Country, after being replaced by the Buddhas of Lingshan, did not leave their bodies as expected when they were attacked by the rain of arrows from the Garuda. Instead, their souls seemed to be trapped in their bodies, unable to escape.

These pitiful Buddhas of Lingshan could only watch helplessly as the demons used sharp weapons to cut their bodies. They could clearly see their bodies being torn into pieces, blood splattered everywhere, and felt the unbearable pain, but they could do nothing to change it.

Accompanied by countless horrifying, heart-wrenching roars, countless hideous demons surged from all directions like a tide to every corner of the Lion Country. These demons showed no mercy, killing and hacking anyone they saw. For a moment, the Lion Country turned into a bloody slaughterhouse.

Finally, when all the people were slaughtered, the demons were not satisfied. They continued to cut the corpses into pieces, and then swallowed the minced meat into their stomachs mouthful by mouthful, as if they were tasting delicacies.

The Buddhas of Mount Lingshan were terrified by the terrifying scene. They frantically tried to unleash their magical powers to fight these ferocious demons, but suddenly realized a terrifying truth: their powers had long been abolished by Li Chen! Now, they had lost their divine powers and were no different from ordinary mortals!

"Hahahahahaha!" A burst of wild laughter suddenly rang out, as if it would break through the clouds and shatter the eardrums. This laughter came from the group of demons that were eating people. Their faces were hideous, blood was hanging from the corners of their mouths, and they arrogantly laughed at the mortals before them.

"You lowly mortals, do you really think you are divine beings with magical powers?" One of the demons roared at the top of his lungs, his voice full of disdain and contempt.

“Ahahahahahahahahahahahaha!!!” The demons echoed together, making even more shrill laughter, which echoed in the land shrouded by dark clouds.

However, these mortals were not frightened to death as the demons imagined. On the contrary, their faces showed a strange calmness, even indifference.

The demons were stunned at first, then they laughed even more unscrupulously: "Look, these lowly mortals have been scared silly by us! They actually think they are immortals and sacred! Hahahahahaha!"

But they didn't know that these mortals were not ordinary humans, but the Buddhas of Lingshan who once possessed supreme magical powers. But now, their magical powers have been completely lost, and they are no different from ordinary people.

"Hahahahahaha!" The Golden-Winged Roc laughed wildly, his laughter sounding extremely terrifying under the cover of the dark clouds. He flapped his huge wings, stirring up the surrounding dark clouds, as if to show the world how powerful he was.

"Eat as much as you want! Eat all these lowly mortals, and then build a paradise for us monsters here! Hahahaha!" Greed and cruelty flashed in the eyes of the Golden-Winged Roc. He smiled triumphantly at the Buddhas of Lingshan who had lost their original bodies and magic powers.

Indeed, under normal circumstances, any one of the Buddhas of Lingshan could easily defeat the Golden-Winged Dapeng. But now, their magical powers had been completely lost, making them no different from mortals. Even if they attacked together, they would probably not pose any threat to the Golden-Winged Dapeng, and might not even be enough to fill the gap in the Golden-Winged Dapeng's teeth.

"Ah ah ah ah ah ah ah!!!!!!"

This was the desperate wail of the Buddhas of Mount Lingshan, their voices resounding through the heavens, as if the entire world could hear their pain. These once high and mighty Buddhas were now suffering unprecedented torture.

Those demons mercilessly inflicted atrocities on their bodies. Some cut their bodies into pieces and roasted them over a blazing fire. The flames licked the flesh, making sizzling sounds and emitting bursts of burnt smell; some directly bit their bodies, splashing blood everywhere, it was a horrible sight; others cut their bodies into pieces and threw them into boiling water. The boiling water cooked their bodies beyond recognition.

Generally speaking, after a person's body is cut open, they should no longer feel the pain of the part that was cut off. However, under the influence of Li Chen's powerful magic power, these Buddhas could clearly sense that every part of the body was groaning in pain.

Different parts of their bodies were experiencing different tortures. Some parts were mercilessly burned by flames, and their skin was cracked and blackened; some parts were boiled in boiling water, and their muscles and bones were gradually melting; and some parts were eaten alive by demons, causing them unbearable pain.

The intertwined pains of these various kinds were almost unbearable for the Buddhas. They felt as if their souls were being torn apart. However, just when they thought they had reached the limit of pain, they suddenly raised their heads and looked up into the sky.

Above the dark clouds that obscured the sun, layers of auspicious clouds and auspicious mist shone together in a dreamlike spectacle that was dazzling and captivating. A rainbow hung high in the sky, its vibrant colors a sign of the divine arrival. This extraordinary sight filled the deities and Buddhas of Mount Lingshan with joy and anticipation. They firmly believed that a divine being had finally arrived to rescue them from their peril, to guide them back to Mount Lingshan and restore them to their former glory.

However, when they took a closer look at the figure that appeared in the sky, their hopes were instantly shattered, replaced by deep despair. It turned out that the so-called god was none other than themselves! To be more precise, it was themselves from another dimension!

The Tathagata Buddha of that other world had a sullen expression. He led the Buddhas of Mount Lingshan, the Four Great Bodhisattvas, five hundred Arhats, and three thousand Jie Di gods, looking down indifferently at the scene below. There, demons were wantonly slaughtering "himself" and the Buddhas of Mount Lingshan. Blood and brutality filled the entire scene.

"this!!!!"

The Buddhas of Mount Lingshan stared with wide eyes, their faces filled with astonishment, as if they had witnessed the end of the world. They simply couldn't believe what was happening before their eyes. It was exactly the same scene as they remembered.

Once upon a time, they were high above, looking down like gods at the tragic scene of the Lion Country being destroyed by the Golden Winged Roc. At that time, they watched indifferently, indifferent, just like these demons are now ruthlessly slaughtering mortals.

The people of the Lion Country once naively believed that the Buddhas of Lingshan were compassionate saviors who saved all living beings. However, they never imagined that these so-called gods were right above their heads, watching them suffer a catastrophe.

Now, the Buddhas of Lingshan themselves are in dire straits. They never imagined that their immense powers would lead to such a tragic end. Their hearts are filled with fear and despair, their only hope being that their own selves, who once watched the Lion Country being destroyed from heaven, could intervene and avert this crisis of being murdered by the demons.

However, the reality was so cruel that none of the Buddhas of Lingshan, watching from the sky, were willing to come down to attack or stop the demons' atrocities. Just like before, they watched the people of Shituo Country struggling in a pool of blood, coldly and ruthlessly, as if all this had nothing to do with them.

Soon, the bodies of the Buddhas of Lingshan were eaten by the brutal demons. However, their souls quickly moved from the body that had just been eaten to another body that was about to be ripped open and dismembered by the demons.

The Buddhas of Mount Lingshan kept repeating the cycle of being prepared to be killed by demons and actually being killed by them. Finally, as the auspicious clouds and mist in the sky faded away, the Buddhas of Mount Lingshan in another time and space also left the Lion Country, which had become a sea of ​​blood and corpses.

(Everyone, I remember there was a very good adaptation of Yu Xi Tan from Lion Camel Ridge in Journey to the West on Bilibili. There was a line that really stuck with me: Thousands of monkey hairs blown apart, forming tiny star-shaped points. I don't worship gods or Buddhas, I just yearn for fairness. Beneath Lion Camel Ridge, the muffled sound of unjust drums echoes. What would Tathagata think if he saw this scene?)