Chapter 145: Sincere Thoughts, My Own Realm

Under the nourishment of Sun Wukong's primordial source energy that embodies the Dao Rhythm of 【Equal Heaven】,

The Entropy Demon God's body, on the verge of collapse, miraculously solidified somewhat.

It gave Sun Wukong a deep look, its eyes showing gratitude and awe,

Moreover, there was a complete submission of the remnants of the old era to the new epoch's ruler.

It expended the last bit of strength it had just recovered,

It raised its withered arm, still covered in cracks, and with difficulty pointed toward a direction in the boundless void.

"There..."

Its voice became much clearer, yet also more ethereal, as if it could vanish on the wind at any moment.

"There is a Dao Seed there that is a million times stronger than the one I carry."

"Its aura...... is very lively......"

After uttering these final fragmented words, the Entropy Demon God's body, which had just barely solidified, could no longer be sustained.

It slowly lowered its head, lacking any facial features, toward Sun Wukong, as if performing the final rite of sovereign and subject.

Immediately afterward, accompanied by a faint sigh-like sound, its mountain‑sized Chaotic Demon God body,

began to turn, inch by inch from the fingertips, into the purest primordial chaos qi.

No pain, no struggle, only liberation.

Having been imprisoned as a "battery" for countless eons, it has finally completed its final mission and can now rest.

That pure chaos qi did not dissipate, but instead transformed into a gentle warm current,

slowly merging into this collapsing technological universe, injecting the last vestige of vitality into this world on the brink of ending.

This is its final gift.

Sun Wukong stood silently, watching the chaotic qi fill the sky dissipate, his face showing no expression.

Only in the depths of his silent gaze did a hint of complexity flicker, something even he himself had not noticed.

Both being living beings of the old era, one chose to become the cornerstone of the new world, while the other, after fulfilling its duty, returned to chaos.

This might be the best ending.

After a moment, Sun Wukong lightly nodded toward the empty void, a gesture of both greeting and farewell.

"Monkey Brother, we..."

Yao approached cautiously, breaking the deathly silence.

Her face was filled with uncontainable excitement and joy; the news that her master was not dead was, for her, equally wonderful.

This meant that Monkey Brother no longer had to wander about like a walking corpse as before.

The lawless Great Sage Equal to Heaven would finally truly return.

Sun Wukong turned his head, looked at the excited Yao, said nothing more, and gave a firm nod.

Then he grinned, his smile no longer holding the previous coldness and deathly silence, replaced by that familiar arrogance and domineering aura.

"Go!"

With a single word spoken, Sun Wukong extended his right hand again and tore fiercely in the direction the Entropy Demon God had pointed.

Screech!

A space channel, sturdier and more stable than before, instantly formed.

This time, his goal was unequivocally clear, and his Dao Heart was unwavering.

He stepped forward, and together with Yao they turned into a stream of black‑gold light, instantly plunging into that deep space channel.

Not knowing how long we had shuttled through, crossing how many bizarre, fantastical cosmic illusions,

When the scene before them cleared once more, Yao was completely stunned.

"This... this is where?"

She looked at the empty, boundless world before her, with no up, down, left, right, no past or future, and even nothing at all.

Here there is no matter, energy, time, or space; even the most basic cosmic laws do not exist—it is simply a pure "nothing".

But this "nothing" is utterly different from the Bodhi Patriarch's Grand Dao of Emptiness.

That is an end of all things, whereas here it is more like a blank sheet of paper waiting to be painted.

Yao's mind filled with wariness and doubt, and a thought involuntarily arose.

"It's too dark here; there should be light."

Hum!

At the very moment her thought arose, a strand of extremely warm and soft light actually appeared out of nowhere,

instantly illuminating the area around her and Sun Wukong.

"!"

Yao stared as if struck by lightning, her eyes wide open, her mouth stretched wide enough to fit an egg.

How could this be possible?

She tentatively thought to herself again.

"Just light is too monotonous; I want to see the scenery."

Rumble!

As if in response to her thought, the "blank sheet" of nothingness beneath her feet began to churn and transform violently.

In an instant, magnificent mountains and rivers, the vast sun, moon, and stars, and rushing rivers, lakes, and seas all unfolded beneath her feet.

It was incredibly real.

She could even smell the fragrance of the soil, hear the cries of flying birds, feel the gentleness of the breeze brushing her cheeks.

Yao reached out her hand, touching a flower that had bloomed in midair beside her; the petals' soft touch was so real it made her fingertips go numb.

"I… I…"

Yao was so shocked by this unbelievable sight before her that she was completely lost for words.

Is this the legendary power to make one's thoughts come true?

Here, as long as you dare to think, as long as you 'believe', you can do anything?

"This is… an idealistic world?!"

An absurdly extreme idea burst wildly from Yao's mind, a world entirely composed of 'consciousness' and 'belief'.

Upon thinking this, Yao's face turned deathly pale.

She suddenly realized a terrifying problem: if she imagined an invincibly powerful enemy here…

would it also actually appear?

The moment that thought arose, she forcibly cut it off with all her willpower.

She dared not think further; this world was too terrifying, too strange.

While Yao was shocked and fearful of this world's rules, Sun Wukong remained silent the whole time.

He didn't even glance at the magnificent mountains and rivers created by Yao's consciousness around him.

He merely slowly closed his eyes, which burned with golden flames,

releasing his overbearing, peerless 【Equal Heaven】 Dao Rhythm without reservation.

In an instant, the entire consciousness universe trembled slightly.

Sun Wukong was sensing, searching.

Soon, a look of understanding appeared on his face.

Found it.

That aura of the 【Void】 sharing the same origin as his master lay at the very center of this consciousness universe.

Moreover, as the Entropy Demon God said, the aura of this 【Void】 Dao Seed was stronger than before by more than ten thousandfold,

like a bright moon in the night sky, extraordinarily clear, extraordinarily powerful.

But… Sun Wukong's brows furrowed slightly.

This 【Void】 Dao Seed seemed to have merged entirely with the whole consciousness universe.

It was guarded, revered, and worshipped by the 'belief' of the infinite, countless living beings in this universe, like stars holding up the moon.

The prayers and wish-power of countless beings turned into invisible threads of faith, tightly binding and sustaining it.

It is the heart of this world, the cornerstone of its existence.

They call it…

the supreme, unique 'Creator God'.