Chapter 171: Equal Heaven's Fire Seed, the Light of Awakening!

The Great Dao of Silent Extinction.

Like an intangible plague.

Swiftly enveloped the entire newborn world.

More elemental spirits.

Under the temptation of ultimate tranquility.

Gave up struggling.

Their forms.

Like ice and snow exposed to the scorching sun.

Quietly melted.

Returned to the most primordial Primordial Source energy.

This world.

Is proceeding in a strange yet peaceful manner.

Heading toward death.

Yao stood behind Sun Wukong.

Her heart.

Sank little by little.

She could feel.

The joy of the world's birth.

Is being replaced by a heavy Deathly Silence.

This feeling.

Made her feel suffocated.

She looked at Sun Wukong.

That figure.

Still like an ancient rock.

Motionless.

As if indifferent to everything before him.

Unconcerned about all of it.

Wukong.

In Yao's voice.

Carrying a hint of trembling.

Are we... going to lose?

Sun Wukong did not turn back.

He merely raised his head.

He glanced.

That expanse where the Living Beings dissipated.

And the sky grew somewhat dim.

Lose?

The corner of his mouth.

Curled up an extremely faint arc.

In my old monkey's dictionary.

Have never written this word.

Just as his words fell.

He then sat cross-legged.

Right atop that mountain peak.

He closed his eyes.

The violent Equal Heaven Dao Rhythm on his body.

Actually also contracted along with it.

As if.

He really gave up.

Yao froze.

She didn't understand.

What is Sun Wukong going to do?

Ji's figure.

In the world's shadow.

Became increasingly clear.

He watched Sun Wukong's actions.

A cold voice.

Resounded again.

"A wise choice."

"Struggling is meaningless."

Accept the end

It is your only refuge

However

Sun Wukong did not heed him

He seemed calm

But his Equal Heaven Great Dao

Yet at this moment

In a manner

In an unprecedented manner

It quietly began to turn

His Dao Rhythm

It did not transform into thunder

It did not transform into a storm

But instead, like an invisible giant net

Gently

Connecting with the will of the whole world

They became linked

Without coercion

Without intervention

Merely a kind of

An equal connection

The next moment

Sun Wukong's unyielding will

The Primordial Source of Unyielding

Began to burn

Deep within his sea of consciousness

A black-gold flame

It blazed fiercely

Immediately after

This flame

It exploded

Transformed into hundreds of millions of

Invisible to the naked eye

tiny sparks

These sparks

They are not a condensation of power

They have no destructive power

They

Merely a concept

A thought

A thought concerning one's own destiny

The most primal contemplation

Sun Wukong took these

Carrying the fire seed of his Equal Heaven's true meaning

With a casual wave

He scattered them toward

this sinking land

Silently and without a trace

Like spring rain moistening the earth

Without startling

any living being

But at the same time

A powerful thought arose

Like the evening drum and morning bell

Directly in each

in the hearts of the still-hesitating living beings

It boomed explosively!

Your lives!

Belong to yourselves!

That voice

Domineering.

Arrogant.

Filled with unquestionable authority.

"Not following anyone's guidance!"

"Not returning to that laughable silence!"

"Your choice!"

"To choose to slumber like a coward!"

"Or to choose like a warrior!"

"Even if it burns only for an instant!"

"Still must blaze your own light!"

These words.

Like a sharp sword.

Pierced the Silent Extinction Path.

The tranquil illusion it created.

A blood‑soaked reality.

Placed before all Living Beings.

Choice!

Made by oneself!

Not passively accepting!

A barely perceptible wisp of flame.

Drifting aimlessly.

Fell into a lake.

In the lake.

A water‑element spirit.

Its body.

Had become semi‑transparent.

Immersed in returning to the Primordial Source.

In ultimate ecstasy.

When that wisp of flame

merged into its core.

Its dissipation

Suddenly halted.

Within its hollow consciousness.

For the first time.

A voice appeared.

One not belonging to Silent Extinction.

Nor to Sun Wukong's.

It was.

Its own voice.

"I..."

"Who am I?"

This thought.

Like a bolt of lightning.

Ripped its Chaos Realm consciousness.

Immediately after.

It was the second thought.

"I... am I about to disappear like this?"

The third thought.

"I... am I willing?"

One question.

Two questions.

Three questions!

Línghún three questions!

That water‑element spirit.

Its transparent body.

Started trembling violently.

In its eyes.

A glimmer flashed.

Of unprecedented struggle.

Its first time.

Felt the existence of 'self'.

Not as part of the world.

Not as part of the Primordial Source energy.

But as one.

Independent.

Unique.

'self'.

This feeling.

It is so unfamiliar.

And yet so clear.

An unprecedented Fear Heart Demon.

It seized it.

Fear of extinction.

An unprecedented desire.

Also ignited at the same time.

A longing for 'existence'!

It does not want to disappear!

It wants to take a look.

This world.

It wants to flow.

It wants to surge.

It wants.

As 'self'.

Live on!

Hum!

A faint.

but an incredibly tenacious will.

Erupting from its core.

Its semi-transparent body.

Actually began.

Re-solidified!

Although slow.

but unwavering!

It is resisting!

It is using its newly born will.

Resisting the temptation of Silent Extinction!

Yao's eyes.

Suddenly widened.

She felt it.

She clearly felt it.

That current in Deathly Silence.

Born.

Weak yet tenacious.

The fire of survival!

She suddenly looked toward Sun Wukong.

She finally understood.

Sun Wukong's Way of the Equal Heaven.

He did not give power.

He merely gave the 'courage' to choose!

This is a kind of.

a means more exalted than power.

He is using a kind of.

an intangible way.

from the source.

Turning the battle of this Gamble!

Not just that water elemental spirit.

More and more fire seeds.

Fell into those.

More and more fire seeds.

Fell into those.

In the hearts of the living beings about to dissipate.

A small grass about to wither.

On its leaves.

A hint of green reappeared.

A flame about to go out.

Its core.

A glimmer of light flared up again.

A rock about to crack apart.

Its cracks.

Slowly healing.

Sparks from the stars.

Can ignite a prairie fire!

The wave of Silent Extinction.

For the first time.

Been held back!

Those awakened wills.

Though faint.

But they converged together.

Formed a

An invisible barrier.

Blocked it.

That deadly flood!

On Silent Extinction's face.

Finally.

No longer that way.

The calm of an ancient, still well.

He stared at those.

Living beings starting to struggle again.

In their eyes.

For the first time.

Showed.

The emotion called 'confusion'.

He couldn't understand.

Why these living beings.

Would relinquish the readily available eternal peace.

To choose.

That which is full of the unknown and suffering.

"Existence"

Just then.

Sun Wukong

Slowly

From the mountaintop

Stood up

He wielded the Golden Cudgel

He slammed it hard onto the ground

The entire world

Everything resonated

His wild laughter

Echoed through the clouds

A mighty sound

Resounding in this

In the realm where hope had just sparked

"Remember!"

"Do not bow to heaven and earth!"

"Do not revere gods and buddhas!"

"Do not believe in destiny!"

"Be the master of your own destiny!"

"This!"

"This is Equal Heaven!"