Chapter 636

As he spoke, his expression changed abruptly.

"Trouble!"

"The heavens and earth are shifting—could it be that the Celestial Pillar Divine Stone has already turned toward another realm the moment it moved?"

Hearing this, everyone's faces turned pale.

This Jin Chan didn't just trick the Buddha—he tricked all Three Realms.

Boom!

The next instant, the Heavenly Court trembled, and the entire Lingxiao Palace began to collapse.

"Trouble!"

"Our realm has submitted to another—there cannot be two Immortal Realms in the Three Realms; hence, this Heavenly Court must fall!"

A divine being roared, abandoning all order of the Heavenly Court, transforming into a streak of light and fleeing beyond its borders.

Otherwise, if the Heavenly Court collapsed into the void and sank into chaos, even an Immortal body could not withstand the cleansing of chaotic qi.

The others were no fools; in an instant, they flew out of the Heavenly Court and reached the outside world.

Turning back, they saw that the once radiant Heavenly Court, awash in divine light and auspicious vapors, had now become a ruin, sinking into a vast void.

The Jade Emperor's face was as dark as water; he gazed at the void, powerless to stop it.

Though he was the supreme ruler of heaven and earth, he was not the realm's master, utterly unable to halt the changes within the cosmos.

Moreover, even the master of heaven and earth might find it nearly impossible to reverse this outcome.

"Which world is that?"

At that moment, Tai Bai Jin Xing gazed upward, his voice trembling.

Everyone looked up and saw a vast Immortal land, teeming with divine birds and strange beasts, mountains radiating boundless light, stars shining with eternal aura—a supreme blessed land indeed.

At the world's highest peak, a spiritual monkey knelt before a Daoist, his demeanor reverent.

The Daoist, smiling faintly, gave a slight nod.

"Judging by its aura, this is a newly elevated top-tier mid-sized world—its opportunities are countless," the Jade Emperor's heart burned with desire.

This was a great opportunity!

The gods' moods shifted instantly.

"If I can enter that world, my strength will surely advance further!"

Tai Xuan Realm.

Daluo Heaven.

As Zhi Zun Bao entered the Ascension Passage, he suddenly gained countless memories—memories of his time as Sun Wukong, and memories of five hundred reincarnations.

"I remember! I remember everything!"

Zhi Zun Bao roared: "I am not Zhi Zun Bao—I am Sun Wukong!"

When he landed in the Tai Xuan Realm, his magic power and realm were restored, returning to the peak of a Heavenly Immortal; he transformed into a golden-furred monkey, his eyes gleaming with golden light, radiating divine majesty.

"Pity he isn't a monkey from a great-sized world—otherwise, he'd be a Taiyi Immortal," Zhang Taixuan murmured softly.

In the original Journey to the West, Sun Wukong was a Taiyi Immortal, one step short of Daluo, capable of breaking his own fate—but he was betrayed by the Fomen.

Even after attaining the title of Battle Victory Holy Buddha, he still became a being stronger than Daluo.

In truth—he was bound by the Fomen's destiny, forever deprived of freedom.

With a thought, Zhang Taixuan appeared before Sun Wukong.

"You are the realm master?" Sun Wukong stared at Zhang Taixuan, his gaze defiant.

Zhang Taixuan smiled lightly: "It seems your monkey nature remains untamed. Very well—I'll show you a taste of true power, or you'll never learn obedience."

With a thought, radiant mystery-light burst from behind him; the Thirty-Three Heavens and the Mirage Dragon Mirror unleashed their power. In an instant, Sun Wukong's form grew as thin as paper, transforming from the mighty Qi Tian Da Sheng who battled heaven and earth into a painting.

After suppressing him for several breaths, Zhang Taixuan activated his divine art and restored Sun Wukong to his original form.

"How was that?"

Sun Wukong nearly fainted from shock.

In the past, the Buddha needed deception to subdue him.

Today, the realm master subdued him with nothing more than a flash of mystery-light.

The feeling of losing thought, losing perception—it was terrifying.

If he could, he never wanted to experience it again.

"Sun Wukong submits. From now on, I pledge myself to serve the realm master," Sun Wukong bowed his head deeply, utterly convinced.

This was the kind of figure he truly respected.

Unlike the Buddha, who, though powerful, relied on deceit and schemes.

Zhang Taixuan laughed: "Excellent! The Tai Xuan Realm has not yet established a Heavenly Court. If you wish, you may become a Battle Victory Immortal—I won't begrudge you some petty title like Bi Ma Wen."

Sun Wukong looked embarrassed, scratching his head: "Realm Master knows about Old Sun's old title? That Jade Emperor was just cruel—he wanted to recruit Old Sun but gave nothing but this tiny, insignificant post."

Zhang Taixuan burst into laughter: "The title Bi Ma Wen isn't just known to me. You're a figure renowned across all realms—countless billions know that title."

Hearing this, Sun Wukong nearly turned to stone.

"Billions?" Sun Wukong muttered to himself. "Old Sun's reputation is ruined—damn that Jade Emperor!"

Seeing Sun Wukong's expression, Zhang Taixuan was delighted; he swept his hand, and the scene of the Big Story Westworld instantly appeared in the void.

The Big Story Westworld had submitted to the Tai Xuan Realm; as realm master, Zhang Taixuan naturally held supreme authority—he could observe the Six Realms and Three Worlds with a single thought, far surpassing any Hao Tian Mirror.