Sun Wukong, from your birth you roamed amongst the mountains and wilderness. After acquiring your abilities, you constantly caused trouble, your heart harboring violence.
Both of you are imperfect, only by complementing and helping each other can you reach the Western Heaven.
Tang Sanzang thought of what he had just seen in the Illusion Realm, and with a sorrowful and pained expression said, "This time it was this poor monk who was wrong, and I even wronged Wukong."
Sun Wukong felt a bit embarrassed and quickly said, "Heh heh~ Actually, I was also at fault."
Golden Ring Immortal smiled and nodded.
Tang Sanzang couldn't help but ask, "Great Immortal, was everything I saw just now all an illusion?"
