The barrier transformed into sacred nectar that rained upon the earth.
However, apart from Tathāgata, who had a smile on his face, everyone else wore a bitter smile.
"What happened?"
Tathāgata asked.
"The barrier served as the screen for the Three Realms, its disappearance is not a good thing,"
the Jade Emperor answered, looking up at the sky.
Sun Wukong extended his hand, catching the nectar descending from the heavens.
The nectar that fell on his hand held no coldness; on the contrary, it flowed with warmth into his palm.
It was an unknown power, sensing that all beings now had the ability to depart from the Three Realms, the barrier began to donate its power to the earth. To the beings of the Three Realms, this was a gift.
If there were no great calamity looming, this nectar could substantially enhance the strength of all beings.
But now, what was once a blessing has turned into a curse.
Such thoughts flashed through Sun Wukong's mind.
