"Dead."
The flames swept past Sun Wukong, and as he looked towards the location of the Divine Furnace, he could no longer feel the woman's presence.
The woman was dead, transformed into silvery white flames that burned in the vast Chaos. The Divine Radiance illuminated everything in its path, splitting open the heavens and the earth, sculpting vast lands with methods as miraculous as those of spirits and gods.
The land was layered with mountain upon mountain, and all life emerged amidst the flames. In an instant that spanned thousands of years, springs burst forth, forming rivers and seas that surged violently.
Sun Wukong stood in a desolate graveyard, looking around under a sky shrouded with black mist, no longer able to see the chaotic vista.
"A small world."