Chapter 176: Ji's words profound, a scheme within a scheme!

Sun Wukong suddenly opened his eyes!

The world before him remained full of vitality.

The wind sang for him, and a water dragon coiled beneath his feet.

But as the divine light in his eyes shifted, the joyful wind sound abruptly carried a hint of sobbing.

The water dragon beneath his feet, its massive body tensed slightly,

as if sensing something terrifying from him, it dared not approach even a bit.

The stone statue carved for him, standing tall with a staff, still gazed arrogantly at the heavens.

Yao looked at him with a worried face, calling softly.

"Wukong? What's wrong with you?"

She reached out a hand, wanting to touch Sun Wukong's shoulder.

But her fingertips had not yet neared,

The chaotic and violent aura burst forth from Sun Wukong's body, bouncing her hand back.

chaotic and violent aura burst from Sun Wukong's body, bouncing her hand back.

Yao's face turned slightly pale.

"Just now…… your aura, it's so chaotic……"

His chest heaved violently, and his Fiery Golden Eyes were filled with violence and bewilderment!

His chest heaved violently, and his Fiery Golden Eyes were filled with rage and confusion!

In his mind, the scene he had just witnessed kept replaying.

Master's warm smile.

These two, which should have been utterly opposed existences, appeared together in the same frame in a strange way!

These two, which should be utterly opposed, appeared together in the same frame in a strange way!

What exactly does this signify?

He couldn't figure it out!

The vitality of the whole world seemed to be shrouded in a gloom because of his mood alone.

A cold, emotionless voice rang out across Heaven and Earth, interrupting his thoughts.

A cold, emotionless voice rang out in this heaven and earth, interrupting his thoughts.

"It seems you saw something you shouldn't have."

Sun Wukong's body shuddered!

He abruptly turned his head toward the direction the voice came from!

That dark silhouette, which should have already left, representing the Fixed Number and End—Ji, was silently hovering there.

the black figure that should have already left, representing "Fixed Number" and "Conclusion"—Ji, was silently hovering there.

He had not left!

He had been watching!

Watching Sun Wukong merge with the Dao Seed, watching Sun Wukong endure all of that!

Ji's gaze pierced the void and fell upon Sun Wukong's body.

In that gaze, there was no mockery, no pity.

Only a kind of indifference, as if looking at a pawn on the chessboard that had no choice.

He spoke slowly, his voice not loud, yet like a frigid wind from the Nine Depths,

instantly scattering the heat in Sun Wukong's heart, bringing a chill.

The traitor of 'Emptiness' has given birth to will.

"The traitor of the Void has given birth to will."

"You thought you had escaped the Three Realms, not bound by the Five Elements."

"You thought the path you walked……"

"was not another scheme he set up for you?"

These words were like a bolt of Chaos Divine Thunder, striking fiercely upon Sun Wukong's crown!

This sentence was like a bolt of Chaos Divine Thunder, striking fiercely upon Sun Wukong's crown!

It left his whole body frozen in place!

Scheme?

Again, a scheme!

Western Heaven, is a scheme!

Now, even Master's Dao, is a scheme?

Sun Wukong stared fixedly at Ji, each word seeming to be forced out from between his teeth.

The space around him, due to his runaway will, began to emit sounds of breaking under strain.

"You…… say…… what……?"

On Ji's face, composed of pure darkness, no expression could be seen.

But his icy words were like stating an indisputable, fundamental truth.

"Your 'Unyielding', your 'struggle', your so-called 'variable'……"

"From the very beginning, it was a 'variable' designed as such."

"Is it not all within his calculations?"

"A pawn destined to overturn the chessboard—is it not still a pawn?"

【61】 "Sun Wukong, you are merely a handy tool he uses to oppose the Fixed Number."

You, just like him.

They're all... traitors.

Bang!

Sun Wukong's heart sank sharply!

It was as if an invisible mountain pressed down hard, making even breathing difficult!

On the back of his hand gripping the Golden Cudgel, veins bulged like ferocious dragons.

The Divine Iron that had once stilled the four seas' waves, now in his hand, emitted a faint groan.

Ji's words!

And the illusory image of Hongjun!

At this moment, they perfectly confirmed each other!

If Master truly is playing a great game against the Heavenly Dao,

then is this most troublesome piece of mine arranged from the start, clear as day?

From studying at Fangcun Mountain, to causing havoc in the Heavenly Palace, to being pressed under Wǔxíng Shān...

Are all these 'variables' actually within the higher-level 'Fixed Number'?

A feeling of helplessness never before experienced surged onto Sun Wukong's heart.

That was a despair deeper than being pressed under Wǔxíng Shān for five hundred years.

Wǔxíng Shān pressed his body.

But Ji's few words pressed his heart, the very 'Unyielding' he relied upon as his foundation!

What he hated most in his life was being treated like a monkey, used as a pawn!

But in the end...

Even the Master he revered most...

No!

Impossible!

Sun Wukong shook his head sharply; the confusion in his eyes was instantly replaced by raging fury!

Shut up!

He let out a beast-like low growl from his throat.

What do you know!

My path is forged by my own blows, one staff strike at a time! Not arranged by anyone!

Master would never harm me!

His roar shook the newborn world, making it tremble.

Countless newborn living beings shivered under this fury, not knowing why.

Ji watched the maddening Sun Wukong; his figure began to turn illusory, merging into the void.

He seemed to have lost interest in saying more.

What he wanted to say has already been said.

The seed he wanted to plant has also already been successfully planted.

Is and isn't.

When you have gathered all the Dao Seeds and meet him at that moment.

Naturally, there will be an answer.

I, am waiting for that day.

Wait and see, how will you, the greatest 'variable,' ultimately return to the 'Fixed Number'?

The words fell.

Ji's figure completely vanished.

This time, he really left.

Only that sentence remained, filled with endless profundity and a hint of pity, echoing long in this heaven and earth.

Wukong...

Yao walked over anxiously, reached out to touch him, yet dared not.

She could feel it.

At this moment, Sun Wukong was like a volcano about to erupt.

Beneath that calm exterior lay suppressed fury capable of destroying everything, and... pain.

Sun Wukong did not stop Ji's departure.

He simply stood still, motionless.

The Golden Cudgel in his hand made a 'ge-ge' sound as he gripped it tightly.

He needed time.

He needed a little time to digest all this.

He needed to think it over well.

How should this game be played!

Or rather...

Sun Wukong slowly raised his head, gazing at the boundless Chaos Void.

The confusion and rage in his eyes gradually faded, replaced by an icy, extreme madness.

How can one turn this Heavenly Dao into a chessboard, the Saints into pieces, and this damnable game...

Together with that chessboard, smash it to pieces!

Give it, completely overturn it!