Chapter 147: One Cudgel, Shattering Ten Thousand Laws!

Boom—!!!

The torrent of belief of countless living beings finally poured entirely into the body of the Creator God!

He, whose figure had been vague, at this moment became incredibly solid!

He slowly rose from that throne constructed of pure Faith!

Height: ten thousand zhang!

His head crowned with Sun, Moon, and stars!

His feet tread the ocean of consciousness!

The whole idealist Universe rose and fell with his breath!

He is this world!

This world is him!

"Oh, the obstinate, dim 'variable'..."

"Creator God" lowered his head, using those eyes that seemed to contain,

the eyes of the whole Universe's birth and death, overlooking the minuscule Sun Wukong, as if he were dust.

His voice was no longer a simple thought.

Instead, it transformed into a grand Dao Sound that resonated throughout the entire Universe!

It was filled with the supreme divine majesty!

"Before this God, this absolute 'Unified Will'!"

"Your pitiful 'self'!"

"Just like a mantis trying to stop a chariot!"

"Now kneel and accept purification!"

"This God may preserve a sliver of your true spirit, allowing you to become the first Divine Messenger under me!"

"Otherwise..."

"Xíngshén jù miè!"

"That will be your only fate!"

That voice, bearing the Universe's ultimate judgment, slammed heavily onto Yao's Divine Soul.

The solid ground beneath her, formed by thought, began to crack inch by inch, turning into void.

Countless believers' prayers and praises, like billions of steel needles, pierced her mind,

intending to tear her 'self' apart completely, assimilating it into the Unified Will.

Yao painfully clutched her head, unable even to utter a Cànjiào.

Yet, facing this terrifying pressure comparable to the Pantheon Lord's presence in the old era.

Sun Wukong, far from having any fear at all.

Instead, he looked to the heavens and let out an even wilder, more unrestrained laugh!

"Hahahahahaha!!!"

The laughter shook the entire temple violently.

"Divine Messenger?"

Sun Wukong stopped laughing, raised his head, and his golden eyes were filled with contempt and disdain.

"If you're a dog, just say it!"

"Why speak so fresh and refined?"

"You!!!"

"Creator God"'s emotion, gathered from the whole Universe's will, fluctuated violently for the first time!

A wave of emotion called 'Anger' swept the entire world!

In an instant!

Heaven collapses, Earth cracks!

Sun and Moon lose their light!

The ocean of consciousness even raised towering waves!

"It seems you really wanted to die!"

"Creator God" slowly raised his right hand.

A sky‑covering giant hand, wholly formed from multicolored light of belief!

Upon that palm, Yao even saw countless births and deaths of worlds, countless evolutions of laws!

With that palm, he mobilized the power of the entire Universe!

He intends to use this world's Principle to completely eradicate Sun Wukong, the 'Irrational' heretic!

"Death?"

Sun Wukong, bearing the Golden Cudgel, had a smile that grew ever brighter.

"Old Sun wants to see!"

"Today, who will actually die!"

Before the words finished!

He moved!

No flashy divine arts!

Nor any world‑shattering phenomena!

He simply lifted the Golden Cudgel he bore on his shoulder high over his head!

Then!

Facing it, that hand descending from the heavens, capable of crushing the multiverse, the sky-covering giant hand!

Fiercely!

One blow, smashing down!

"Let me... break!!!"

This blow!

Gathered, he, as the Lord of the Great Dao of Equal Heaven, that, the purest, most overbearing, most unreasonable...

Will!

The black-gold Dao Rhythm, on the staff, burning wildly!

That, is not, fire!

But, Sun Wukong's, never yielding, never retreating, daring to trample all heavenly gods and buddhas underfoot...

Arrogant!

Yes, rebellion!

Yes, I, Old Sun, think you should shatter!

You must, let Old Sun, shatter!!!

Under Yao's, horrified gaze!

That staff, looking, compared to the sky-covering giant hand, tiny, disproportionate Golden Cudgel!

And that hand, which gathered the power of the entire universe, the seven-colored giant hand!

Fiercely, collided together!

No earth-shattering huge sound.

Also no afterwave of energy collision.

The two, at the moment of contact.

Time, space, everything, all, as if pressed the pause button.

Only thing moving.

Only that, unstoppable forward, destroying everything...

Black-gold staff shadow!

On the seven-colored giant hand, the principles of countless living beings begin to operate.

Attempting to analyze, define, weaken that staff.

【Definition: This object is mundane iron.】

【Verdict: Cannot harm the divine body.】

However, the black-gold Dao Rhythm on the Golden Cudgel, yet emitted a soundless roar.

【Negation!】

【I say it can, it can!】

Crack...

A sound, extremely faint yet exceptionally clear, of shattering, rang out.

That hand, formed from the beliefs of countless living beings, gathered the power of the entire universe, the sky-covering giant hand!

Before that black-gold staff!

Fragile as ordinary glass!

A black crack appeared where the staff tip met the palm!

Then!

Like a spiderweb!

Instantly spread across the entire giant hand!

"No... impossible!!!"

In the Creator God's mighty Dao Sound, for the first time, mixed with incredulous horror!

He could not understand!

Why?!

Why, my own, this, gathering the world's all "principles," the ultimate strike!

Would, before a completely "unreasonable" brute force!

Be so, utterly feeble?!

"Nothing is impossible!"

Sun Wukong grinned, revealing a mouthful of feral white fangs!

"Because!"

"In this world where I, Old Sun, have set foot!"

"My 'unreasonable'!"

"Is the sole principle!!!"

"Boom——!!!!!"

Accompanying his, tyrannically absolute, declaration!

That sky-covering, seven-colored giant hand, exploded!

Turning into a sky-full of seven-colored light dots!

Those light dots are the beliefs of countless living beings drawn out.

At this moment, however, it was polluted by that Irrational Dao Rhythm, staining it with strands of rebellious black‑gold color.

They will return to the hearts of their respective masters.

Plant a seed named "Doubt".

Yet, the Golden Cudgel, however, its momentum does not diminish!

In an even more ferocious stance!

Fiercely, it smashed toward the Creator God's enormously massive divine body!