Chapter 143: Disappointment, this isn't Master!

The black-gold streaming light, like a red-hot branding iron, violently seared through the universe that was collapsing layer upon layer!

Along the way, all chaotic physical rules, all disordered spatial dimensions, before Sun Wukong, became as tame as house cats.

He didn't even need to deliberately discern direction.

That surge, coming from the universe's core, sharing the same source as Master's 【Void】 fluctuation, is the brightest lighthouse in the dark night!

"Monkey Brother... slow down!"

Yao, grabbed by Sun Wukong, felt only that the scene before her turned into countless strips, stretched to the extreme, colored lines.

Her Illusory Dream Dao, before this pure, irrational speed, couldn't even raise a ripple.

She, even her thoughts, couldn't keep up with Sun Wukong's speed!

"Almost there!"

"We'll be there right away!"

In Sun Wukong's voice lay a kind of near-manic excitement that even he himself hadn't noticed!

It was the joy of finally seeing land after drifting too long in endless darkness!

Boom!!!

The final layer of spatial barrier was violently smashed through by him with a head-on collision!

The scene before him suddenly opened up!

With the will of the "Heaven's Net" completely dissipated, the operation of the entire technological universe fell into an eerie stagnation.

And here is the core of the universe.

An energy prison so huge it cannot be described in words.

Countless strands, thicker than the Milky Way, made of the purest order runes, forming golden chains.

Extending from all directions.

Tightly binding, at the prison's center, that figure whose aura is immensely ancient yet weakened to the extreme.

Here, there is no light.

All energy was devoured clean by this prison and the imprisoned being within.

Only those order chains remain, emitting a cold, stern light.

That figure's aura is exactly the 【Void】 fluctuation that guided Sun Wukong all the way here!

That's it!

Sun Wukong's breath halted for a moment!

He released Yao.

His whole body became like a stone statue under an immobilization technique.

Those eyes, which once made countless gods and buddhas tremble, were golden.

At this moment, he stared fixedly at that weakened figure imprisoned in the endless darkness.

Yao, from the side, cautiously poked her head out.

She had never seen Monkey Brother show such an expression.

That was not the arrogance of facing a strong foe.

Nor was it the amusement of toying with an opponent.

That was a kind of...

A kind mixed with endless longing, towering anticipation, and traces of near-timid disbelief!

Was he afraid?

Great Sage Equal to Heaven, Sun Wukong.

The man who dared to trample the Heavenly Dao underfoot.

Yet he was afraid?

Yao dared not speak.

She could only hold her breath and watch silently.

Sun Wukong moved.

He took a step forward.

His body directly penetrated that layer of energy prison barrier capable of blocking everything.

Instantly, he appeared before that figure.

He opened his mouth.

His throat felt like it was clogged with a lump of red-hot charcoal.

Dry and yet scalding.

"Master?"

That voice was very soft, very soft.

So soft it carried a tremor he himself hadn't noticed, violent shaking!

He reached out his hand.

Wanting to touch that figure he had dreamed of day and night.

But his hand, stretched halfway.

Yet suddenly stopped in mid-air.

He feared.

He feared this was merely a dream.

He feared that a touch would shatter it.

That figure, bound by countless order chains.

It seemed to have heard Sun Wukong's voice.

It slowly, with great difficulty, lifted its head.

A face full of pain and decay was exposed before Sun Wukong.

That face had no features.

Only deep fissures visible to the bone.

It seemed like an ancient porcelain vessel about to shatter.

It looked at Sun Wukong, who was within arm's reach.

In those eyes, so cloudy that the pupils could hardly be seen.

There was not a trace of relief.

There was not a hint of kindness.

There was only endless confusion.

And…

Fear that penetrated to the marrow!

It was afraid of him!

Buzz!!!

In Sun Wukong's mind, it was as if billions of volcanoes erupted simultaneously!

Then, in the next instant, it was frozen by absolute-zero ice!

No!

This is not Master!

Although their breaths share the same source!

Although the aura of that void's Dao rhythm cannot be faked!

But this before me…

This thing, filled with deathly silence, decay, and the sense of ending!

In its eyes, there was only fear of life and numbness toward death—the Chaos remnants!

Absolutely not the Master who would laugh and scold him as a 'reckless monkey'!

Absolutely not!

In Sun Wukong's heart, the blazing hope that had just ignited.

At this moment.

Drenched by a basin of bone-chilling ice water from the Nine Underworlds.

From head to toe.

Poured thoroughly, completely!

Not a wisp of blue smoke remained!

That immense, indescribable sense of loss was like an invisible hand gripping his heart tightly!

It made his chest feel suffocated!

It made him barely able to breathe!

He slowly withdrew his hand that had been hanging in mid-air.

All expressions on his face vanished in an instant, completely clean.

Replacing it was an expression even colder and more deathly silent than this core universe.

He remained silent.

He merely pressed his fingers together like a sword.

He pointed at the order chains binding the Entropy Demon God.

He lightly made a slash.

Sizzle—

That, which had once been able to imprison a Chaos Demon God for countless eons, was a terrifying prison.

That, formed from the supreme order of the Heaven's Net, were the law chains.

Under Sun Wukong's casual slash,

it turned out to be as fragile as paper paste.

It broke apart inch by inch!

Silently, it turned into a sky-full of golden light points.

Then it vanished.

The Entropy Demon God, having regained freedom, launched no attack.

It merely weakly curled up in place.

Its whole body trembled violently.

It felt from Sun Wukong's body a terrifying pressure capable of erasing it from existence ten thousand times!

"Th... thank..."

A hoarse, dry, almost inaudible byte.

It was squeezed out with difficulty from its cracked face.

Sun Wukong did not look at it.

His gaze pierced through the Entropy Demon God, looking toward the deeper, farther endless chaos.

It seemed as if it was searching for something.

A long time.

He then slowly lowered his head.

His icy gaze fell upon the body of the Entropy Demon God.

"Tell me."

Sun Wukong suppressed the disappointment in his heart that was great enough to tear apart the entire Universe.

His voice was cold, devoid of any warmth.

"This aura on you."

"Where does it come from?"

This question.

It is his final purpose for this journey.

It is also his only value.