Chapter 114: The Great Sage Returns to His Throne, My Way Is Heaven's Way!

Boom——!!!!

Just at the moment Sun Wukong's "virus" code was implanted!

The entire Order Divine Kingdom, like a mirror struck hard with a hammer, emitted a violently trembling shudder beyond its bearing!

The Pantheon Lord, composed of light and logical runes, with his massive body, for the first time, displayed an extremely unstable, violent flicker!

【Alert!】

【Alert!!】

【Core Logic… invaded by unknown code!】

【Attempting… deletion…】

【Deletion Failed!】

【Variable 'Equal Heaven' has been written to the root directory… permissions… equivalent!】

The Pantheon Lord's light‑formed visage twisted violently, countless runes ran madly across his surface, like boiling water.

For the first time, he emitted a roar akin to Living Beings, belonging to neither logic nor data.

That roar was silent, yet made every fundamental particle of the Divine Kingdom shiver!

His golden Storm that had nearly completely Formatting Bodhi Patriarch also halted abruptly at this moment.

He was not destroyed.

Bodhi Patriarch's "Void" Way cannot truly erase him, who represents "Existence" and "Order".

However, his proud, absolutely perfect "Ultimate Order" was broken!

Deep within his core code, an additional brand‑new logic appeared that he could not parse, could not comprehend, and could not purge.

【Variable】.

Or, perhaps, it's 【Freedom of Will】.

It is like an unkillable virus, forever residing in the lowest layer of this Universe's operating system!

"Hoo……"

"Hoo……"

Yao gasped heavily, collapsing on the ground, and discovered that the terrifying feeling of being "Formatting" had vanished from her.

And that's not all!

The entire Chaos Realm, this massive "Testing Ground" that was once Deathly Silence, cold, and strictly orderly,

at this moment seemed to break free from some invisible shackles that had weighed down for billions of epochs!

In the distant world beyond Yao's perception, statues symbolizing Absolute Order began to fissure inch by inch from within.

A dead star, in an unobserved corner, defied all physical laws and reignited light and heat.

In the air, for the first time, a wind named "Freedom" began to flow!

This is no longer a prison programmed in advance!

Rather, under Sun Wukong's Irrational "single strike", the Multiverse truly gained infinite possibilities, capable of self‑evolution and free growth!

Pantheon Lord fell silent.

His flickering body slowly steadied.

He looked at Bodhi Patriarch, then glanced at Sun Wukong whose Original Spirit was about to return.

He could no longer define them as "virus".

Because, from the moment Sun Wukong implanted that "rebellious" code into the core, they have already become part of the foundational rules of this brand‑new Universe!

At the supreme source of all laws.

Beside the Golden Throne that represents Absolute Order.

A void black hole symbolizing the nullification of all things slowly formed.

Immediately after, between the two, a black‑gold throne forged from unruliness and wildness,

the black‑gold throne scarred with cracks and battle marks, accompanied by a monkey's howl that pierces all realms, thundered down!

【Order】.

【Void】.

And...

【Equal Heaven】!

Sun Wukong's "Equal Heaven Path", at this moment, received resonance and Recognition from the entire newborn Universe!

From now on, it is no longer a "Path" of any Living Being.

Instead, it stands alongside "Order" and "Void" as one of the supreme laws of this Universe!

He is no longer equal to Heaven.

He is Heaven!

Buzz!

Sun Wukong's Original Spirit, bearing that brand‑new, supreme Dao Rhythm, thundered back to its body!

He suddenly flung open his eyes!

Two golden rays, no longer destructive but filled with the will of rebirth and Definition, pierced the Divine Kingdom's barriers and shot into the endless Deep Chaos!

Wherever they passed, all laws were reshaped!

He looked down at his hands; his monkey fur, at this moment, each strand transformed into golden divine radiance containing the birth and death of stars.

The golden headband above his head emitted a crisp ring, completely melted, merged into his brow, becoming an eternal, indestructible golden seal.

He felt unprecedentedly powerful!

He even felt that a single thought of his could cause all realms to be born and all realms to be destroyed!

As long as he wishes, he can reverse time and bring the dead back to life!

This is the true Equal Heaven!

This is the true Great Sage!

"Master!"

Sun Wukong whirled around abruptly, his face full of excitement and thrill; he wanted to, at once, share this transcendent joy with his Master.

He saw.

Bodhi Patriarch stood not far from him, that almost‑transparent figure; at the moment Sun Wukong's Original Spirit returned and the new Universe was born, it finally steadied.

On his face were satisfaction, pride, and also a sense of carefree release and relief after fulfilling his lifelong grand wish.

The seed of the Dao has already been sown.

And it has already taken root and sprouted in this brand‑new soil.

His mission is complete.

Sun Wukong took a step forward and instantly arrived before Bodhi.

In those eyes blazing with golden flame was pure childlike admiration and excitement.

He was about to speak, but saw his Master's almost‑transparent palm.

Sun Wukong's heart jerked sharply.

He hesitated not a moment, and hurled the Source Power he had just seized, the supreme law of the Universe, wildly toward Bodhi!

"Master! I give you my power! I…"

However, that domineering force capable of reshaping Chaos, the moment it neared Bodhi's body,

was, like a stream entering the sea, silently dissipated by a gentler, more fundamental power.

Bodhi Patriarch looked at his disciple, his gaze unprecedentedly gentle.

He smiled.

That smile, like a spring breeze, dispersed the last chill of this divine realm.

He slowly raised his hand, as if wanting to touch his disciple's head once more.

But his hand stopped in midair.

His figure began, bit by bit, to turn into countless specks of light across the sky,

like fireflies, about to merge into this new world he had created with his own hands.

Sun Wukong's eyes reddened; he reached out, trying to grasp those specks of light.

But his hand passed straight through.

Now he possessed the mighty power to rewrite Heaven and Earth, yet he could not even retain a single breath of his Master.

"Foolish child."

Bodhi's voice sounded, carrying a hint of amusement and reproach.

"The teacher's Dao is 'Void'."

"From nothing it came, and naturally... returns to nothing."

He addressed Sun Wukong.

He addressed Yao.

He also addressed this brand‑new Universe, leaving his final words.

That voice was light and faint, yet forever echoed in Sun Wukong's ears and resonated through the ages of time.

"Disciple, you have succeeded."