Chapter 170: Silent Extinction's Temptation, the Initial Plunge!

Those element spirits that were born earliest.

They are drawn by the Silent Extinction's tranquility.

Gradually they lose their forms.

They turn into wisps.

The purest Primordial Source.

Silently.

They dissipate between Heaven and Earth.

On Silent Extinction's face.

That barely perceptible curve.

Seems to have become a bit clearer.

Their silhouette.

In the world's shadows.

Appears more solid.

They did not speak.

But the whole world.

Seems to be responding to them.

Countless faint ripples.

All incline toward their Great Way.

More element spirits.

They are affected by this.

'Return' wave influences them.

In their eyes.

No longer any struggle.

Only one.

Complete emptiness.

They feel.

An unprecedented calm.

A liberation.

That calm.

Like a magnet.

Attracts them.

Away from the clamor.

It is an extremely tempting voice.

Resonates deep within Living Beings' consciousness.

"Abandon everything."

"Abandon the self."

"Return to the original calm."

"Become a part of Heaven and Earth."

"You will no longer have suffering."

"No longer any desire."

"Only eternal tranquility."

"True Freedom."

"It is without attachment."

A newly blossomed fire lotus.

It should burn fiercely.

Yet under Silent Extinction's whisper.

The petals gradually wither.

Its radiance also fades.

It feels no pain.

Only one.

Willingly dissipating.

Turning into a wisp of ash smoke.

Merging into the world.

Even the trace of its existence.

Is erased.

A newly sprouted blade of grass.

It should strive upward.

Yet in Silent Extinction's temptation.

Its roots and stems gradually turn yellow.

Its leaves also wither.

It had no sorrow.

There was only one kind.

The longing to return to the earth.

Eventually turned to dust.

Returned once more to the earth.

Soundless and breathless.

In Yao's heart.

Felt a wave of unease.

She did not expect it.

The power of Silent Extinction.

It was actually so strong.

So alluring.

"How is this possible?"

She whispered softly.

Her 【Illusory Dream Path】

Clearly gave Living Beings a choice.

Why them?

Still so easily.

Chose extinction?

This kind of choice.

Made her feel a chill in her heart.

Sun Wukong stood on the mountain peak.

He did not intervene to stop it.

His complexion.

Also showed no change.

He just silently watched.

Watching those.

Living Beings dissipating one by one.

His Fiery Golden Eyes.

Seemed able to see through everything.

Saw through the choices of Living Beings.

He saw.

They were before choosing.

They indeed had experienced hesitation.

But ultimately.

Yet they all leaned toward Silent Extinction.

"Master said."

"The true meaning of Emptiness."

"It is the endpoint where all things return to one."

"It is also liberation."

Sun Wukong in his heart.

Silently recalling Master's words.

He knew.

Silent Extinction did not distort.

Master's Dao.

He just went to an extreme.

He turned the endpoint.

into the starting point.

He turned liberation.

into a bait.

Silent Extinction Path.

Seemed to be in conjunction with the world's Primordial Source.

Secretly aligned.

It was like.

A shortcut leading to tranquility.

At the beginning of life.

It was placed right before them.

No risk.

No challenge.

Only endless peace.

Such peace.

For newly born life.

It is simply an irresistible temptation.

More living beings.

They began to hesitate.

It is a choice.

A brilliant blaze.

Or.

A peaceful return?

In the heavens.

There is a thunderbolt spirit.

It was originally violent.

Under Sun Wukong's Dao Rhythm.

It once longed to break through the heavenly horizon.

Now.

But it now hovers in midair.

Its light flickers bright and dim.

It seems to be undergoing

an intense inner struggle.

Finally.

That light gradually faded.

It did not fall.

nor did it roar.

It merely

turned into a mass.

the most primitive ionized Primordial Source.

and dissipated.

On the ground.

There is a newly formed

stone sprite.

It should have been hard.

It should have grown.

But now.

but it trembles slightly.

It seems to be hesitating.

Whether to

turn back into primordial soil.

Finally.

It shattered.

turning into drifting dust.

Without a loud crash.

only a silent merging.

The advantage of stillness.

is continually expanding.

His Dao.

like an invisible water film.

covering many areas of the world.

The living beings in those areas

Their will

is gradually being eroded.

They begin

instinctively tend toward Silent Extinction.

even forming a

trend of extinction.

A

quiet death tide.

surging within the world.

Yao watched all this.

She felt a

great sense of helplessness.

Her 【Illusory Dream Great Dao】.

Although it allowed living beings to see their choices clearly.

But the right to choose.

Ultimately, it lay in the hands of living beings themselves.

And at this moment.

They seemed to prefer...

That tranquility.

That ease that requires no effort.

She clenched her hands.

Her nails dug deep into her palms.

Sun Wukong knew well.

The obstruction at this moment.

It was meaningless.

If he forcibly intervened.

Then this gamble.

Would lose its meaning.

Would become.

Simple power oppression.

That was not what he wanted.

That also wasn't.

His 【Way of the Equal Heaven】.

His Dao.

What is needed is.

Heartfelt.

Voluntary resistance.

Rather than being forced.

He needs to wait.

Wait for an opportunity.

One that lets these living beings

Truly understand.

An opportunity for the meaning of 'choice'.

Rather than blindly following.

Whether following Silent Extinction

Or following his Equal Heaven.

What he wants.

Is a genuine awakening.

His gaze.

Swept over those.

The already dissipated living beings.

Their demise.

Did not cause any ripple.

Just like.

As if they had never existed.

This made Sun Wukong's gaze.

Become more profound.

More resolute.

He knew.

Silence is using this way.

To show him.

The final destination.

To show what he said.

"True liberation."

But.

Sun Wukong's belief.

Has never wavered.

"Liberation is not giving up."

"It is overcoming suffering."

"It is not returning to nothingness."

"It is living as one's true self."

He thought in his heart.

What he wants.

Not a passive choice.

Not a guided belonging.

What he wants is.

Living beings' spontaneous.

The most primitive.

Unyielding and struggle.

What he wants is.

They arise from the heart.

Choose "existence".

Choose "Freedom".

The sound of silence.

Again, it reverberates between heaven and earth.

Carrying the trend of victory.

"What you pursue."

"Merely a fleeting illusion."

"All splendour."

"All will eventually."

"Merge into me."

"Return to me."

Sun Wukong let out a cold laugh.

He held the Golden Cudgel.

He lightly carried it on his shoulder.

"My old Sun's illusion."

"Also greater than your Silent Extinction."

"More lively."

"Also more fun!"

His gaze.

Landed at the world's core.

That speck, shimmering with faint light.

On the Void Seed.

The gamble.

Just now began.

The true contest.

Not yet arrived.

He looked at those.

The continually dissipating living beings.

Yet his heart surged.

A strong premonition.

This tranquil Silent Extinction.

Sooner or later someone will.

Feel weary.

Feel unwilling.

But then.

It is him.

Way of the Equal Heaven.

When it truly appears.

Sun Wukong's mouth corner.

Curled up a hint.

A playful smile.

A good show.

Just now begun.