Wukong

Deep within the bunker, Wukong slowly awoke. Thousands of years have passed since the destruction of the Holy Land of Buddha. He and a handful of survivors had escaped the calamity and arrived in this emerging land to begin a life of self-exile.

He still could not understand what kind of power could destroy the supreme Buddha Land, and this question had also always plagued him.

Despite everything seeming peaceful at the moment, however, a flutter in his dream just now told him that something significant was happening: they were coming.

Wukong wore his armor and stepped out of the bunker with his Compliant Golden-Hooped Rod.

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@slava3ngl

(Explainer - 135)