Chapter 181: Seek the Dao Seeds Again, Blaze a New Trail!

Through that pitch‑black crack.

Sun Wukong's foot stepped upon the void.

Behind, there was the newly born world, full of infinite possibilities.

Ahead lay the endless Chaos Realm, the road back to the Three Realms.

But he stopped.

Like a stone statue weathered for eons, nailed in place, unmoving.

Yao followed behind him, watching his rigid silhouette, and felt an inexplicable tightening in her heart.

She could sense that Sun Wukong's condition at this moment was very off.

The aura emanating from him was half a raging fury that could scorch the eight wildernesses, the other half a Deathly Silence that could freeze all things.

Two extreme forces were waging a silent yet exceedingly brutal battle within his body.

"Great Sage?"

Yao tentatively called out softly.

Sun Wukong did not turn around.

After a long while, long enough that Yao thought he would never speak again.

A hoarse, emotionless voice finally rose slowly.

"We cannot continue like this."

Yao's heart trembled.

Sun Wukong slowly turned around.

His face still bore that cold indifference.

But deep within his Fiery Golden Eyes churned a madness and pain that made Yao's heart race.

"Step by step, watching each step, being led by that damned thread…"

Sun Wukong's voice was light, yet carried a bite as fierce as crushing steel.

"So stupid."

Yao opened her mouth, but didn't know what to say.

She knew that the failed probing of the Heavenly Dao and the heart‑piercing words of "Deathly Silence" struck Sun Wukong far harder than appeared on the surface.

That was almost to completely Negate, from its roots, the Way of the Equal Heaven he took pride in!

"I'm old Sun thinking."

Sun Wukong lifted his head, his gaze piercing the endless Chaos Realm, not knowing where it fell.

"Perhaps, only by gathering all the Dao Seeds."

"Only by letting Master truly, completely return."

"Only then can old Sun ask face‑to‑face, clearly!"

To ask clearly, what exactly is this chessboard that spans countless eras!

To ask clearly, whether his whole body's "variables" are a genuine struggle or another meticulously arranged "Fixed Number"!

To ask clearly, whether the Master he most reveres is still… that same Master!

Yao looked at the Bloodshot in his eyes and nodded heavily.

"Alright."

"I'll accompany you."

She knew that the current Sun Wukong was like a bowstring pulled to its limit.

Any consolation could cause him to snap completely.

The only way was to give him a new goal.

One that would let him vent all his pain and confusion!

And Master, Bodhi Patriarch, was the last sea‑stabilizing needle in his heart.

Sun Wukong gave Yao a deep look.

The madness in his eyes seemed to subside a bit.

In its place was a deeper, more resolute will.

Buzz—!

The Way of the Equal Heaven that had lain dormant within him stirred up again!

The black‑gold Dao Rhythm, like a living thing, flowed around his body.

But this time, the power was no longer a reckless, unbridled fury.

Instead, it was restrained and sharp!

Like a divine weapon forged by a swordsmith through countless hammerings, about to be drawn!

Sun Wukong must, in his own way, break those invisible shackles!

"Infer the heavenly mechanism?"

A mocking curve appeared at the corner of his mouth.

"That's all nonsense!"

"Since the Heavenly Dao is Hongjun, Hongjun is the rule, then this heavenly mechanism, whether you look at it or not, what's the difference?"

"It's just jumping from one cage into another!"

He suddenly closed his eyes!

He abandoned all perception of the outside!

He abandoned all calculations based on causality!

He sank all his divine thoughts and all his will into his forehead!

That golden divine sigil, formed from a Void Seed!

He doesn't trust Heaven!

He doesn't trust Earth!

He doesn't trust the so‑called fate arrangement!

Now the only thing he can trust is this purest sensing from his master's Primordial Source!

If even this sensing is false…

Then I, old Sun, will accept it!

Just consider it another deception!

But this time, I, old Sun, will choose for myself!

Boom!

As if responding to his resolute will!

The golden divine sigil on his forehead suddenly erupted into an unprecedentedly brilliant light!

The light was warm yet carried an overbearing force that pierced all illusion!

It did not point toward the seemingly obvious path to the Three Realms.

Instead, it pointed to another completely unfamiliar direction, filled with unknowns and chaos…!

Sun Wukong could feel it.

At the end of that direction there were no stable laws, no clear order.

It could not even be called a "world".

It resembled more a forgotten wasteland, filled with fury and distortion… a junkyard!

It was entirely different from the previous Element Sea brimming with primal power!

The Element Sea is rebirth, it is Creation.

But that direction gave Sun Wukong the feeling of… destruction! decay! and termination!

But!

Amid that extreme chaos and destruction,

He clearly sensed a familiar aura, sharing the same root as his forehead Dao Seed!

There was another piece of his master's Debris!

Sun Wukong suddenly opened his eyes!

In those Fiery Golden Eyes, all confusion and all pain faded away!

Only a blazing fire, reignited, remained!

It was a kind of ecstatic joy, like seeing a glimmer of light in the Abyss's darkness!

It was an excitement of breaking all shackles, about to regain Freedom!

"Hahaha…"

Sun Wukong chuckled softly.

At first the laugh was restrained,

But soon it turned into a brazen laugh that rang through the entire Chaos Void!

"Hahahahaha!"

"So that's it! So that's it!"

"This is the true path! This is the path I, old Sun, should walk!"

"Damn the arrangement!"

"Damn the pawns!"

"From today onward, I, old Sun, will not follow the path you have drawn!"

"I, old Sun, will forge my own road in this Chaos!"

Yao was startled by his sudden change and stepped back.

But seeing the rekindled fighting spirit in his eyes, she also smiled sincerely.

That law‑defying, unruly Great Sage Equal to Heaven.

It seemed to have returned.

Sun Wukong seized Yao's wrist in one grab.

The force was astonishingly huge!

"Hold on tight!"

Before the words finished,

He suddenly raised his other hand, fingers clawed, and ripped toward that chaotic, unknown direction!

"Screech—!!!"

Space was like a fragile sheet of paper!

He tore a massive, ferocious black Rift—larger than any before—through it!

The other side of the Rift.

A mingled aura of decay, corruption, chaos, and madness surged forward like a flood through a broken dam!

That aura even made Yao, a Supreme Existence, feel a wave of Divine Soul‑born nausea and discomfort!

Sun Wukong, however, seemed to smell the most delicious delicacy in the world!

His fighting spirit surged skyward, and he roared wildly!

Run!

In the next instant!

They grabbed Yao, turned into a streak of black‑gold light and, without hesitation, rushed into that area, which represented endless unknown and danger… a brand‑new world!