Chapter 183: The Realm of Filth, the Dao Seed Mutates!

The icy blackness instantly devoured everything.

Sun Wukong only felt a tearing pull on his soul.

He was dragged into the endless void abyss.

The power of that corrupt giant mouth allowed no resistance.

Yao only managed to let out a startled cry.

Afterward.

She was also forcibly sucked into that mad suction.

Like a folded scroll of space.

The two barely brushed past each other.

They fell into the same twisted, nauseating world.

There is no light here.

Only extreme darkness, and the omnipresent stench.

The rotting vapors rush straight to the spirit.

Sun Wukong steadied his stance.

The Golden Cudgel was firmly planted in the void.

He felt his all-pervading Great Sage Equal to Heaven Dao Rhythm being eroded.

This is not a simple clash of power.

It is also a pollution of the Great Dao's primordial source.

"Damn!" Yao exclaimed.

Her feet felt ungrounded.

Her whole body swayed in the corrupt void.

"What the hell is this place!"

Her Illusory Dream Dao was now as if bound in shackles.

It could not be enacted at all.

Even her perception became blurred.

All around was deathly silence.

Only the heavy breathing of the two could be heard.

And.

A kind of invisible force, making a 'hiss' as it erodes the Dao Rhythm.

Sun Wukong said nothing.

His Fiery Golden Eyes swept over the surroundings.

He could barely make out the 'scene' here.

Here no stars glitter.

Only vast, withered remnants lay scattered.

They were once brilliant stars.

Now they resemble festering, rotting flesh.

They exude a nauseating deathly stench.

The Decay Law flows like viscous plasma.

Silently, it drifts through the void.

"Old Sun has lived this long."

"I've never seen such a disgusting place."

Sun Wukong cursed under his breath.

The golden divine markings on his brow throbbed violently.

That Void Dao Seed seemed extremely uncomfortable.

It trembled wildly.

As if rejecting everything here.

And as if emitting a painful wail.

Sun Wukong's heart sank.

He could sense it.

The laws here have been twisted to the extreme.

All things grow in malformed ways.

It is filled with absurdity and paradox.

A planet that ought to shine.

May have become a writhing mass of flesh.

A river that ought to rush.

Yet in the void it pours forth filth.

"Great Sage!" Yao pointed ahead in terror.

Deep in the void.

Clumps of vague shadows slowly approached.

They had no fixed form.

Like patches of mud.

Also like twisted corpses.

No consciousness.

Only instinctual devouring.

They move silently.

Spreading towards Sun Wukong and Yao.

Like a school of sharks that have smelled blood.

"Get lost!"

Sun Wukong let out a furious shout.

The Golden Cudgel swept fiercely.

Black-gold Dao Rhythm, sweeping like a hurricane.

Those filthy shadows.

Instantly torn apart.

Turned into wisps of black smoke.

Dissipated into the void.

However.

Not long after.

More filthy creatures surged from all directions.

They came endlessly.

It seemed as if they were the very essence of this rotting world.

"Damn endless things!"

Sun Wukong furrowed his brows.

He swung the staff again and again.

He purified all the filthy creatures that approached.

But he discovered.

No matter how he attacked.

These things.

Could not be completely eradicated.

They were like the cells of this world.

Endless.

"This isn't even a living thing."

Yao gasped, saying.

"They are the embodiment of corruption in this world."

"They have no vitality and cannot be killed."

"They can only be temporarily dispelled."

Sun Wukong fell silent.

His heart gradually sank to the bottom of the valley.

He brandished the Golden Cudgel.

To clear a path.

To search.

His master's Dao Seed.

But now.

But he was trapped in this.

A filthy land where even killing cannot kill.

What the hell is this?

He suddenly closed his eyes.

He focused all his divine sense on the Dao Seed at his brow.

He tried to sense.

That which had been swallowed into the monster's belly.

The aura of the Void Dao Seed.

Soon.

A familiar surge rose in his heart.

That was exactly his master.

The Dao Seed aura of Bodhi Patriarch.

However.

This aura.

Compared to the one on his brow.

Pure and vast Void Dao Seed.

Completely different.

That one carried a hint of distortion.

A hint of madness.

Even.

A hint not easily noticed.

Brutal.

Sun Wukong's Fiery Golden Eyes snapped open.

A flash crossed his eyes, an unprecedented astonishment.

How is that possible!

He murmured softly.

His voice carried an undisguisable tremor.

Master's Dao Seed.

It... has been contaminated?

This made him feel incredulous.

Master's Void Dao ought to be supreme.

Indestructible through myriad kalpas.

How could it happen in this filthy land?

How could such a mutation occur?

His inner Void Dao Seed.

Also seemed to sense this corrosion.

Trembled even more violently.

Could it be...

Sun Wukong recalled Ji's heart-piercing words.

He recalled Hongjun's indifference in the Void.

Could it be, Master's Dao Seed.

In this world.

And... changed?

This thought, like a steel needle.

Pierced fiercely into Sun Wukong's heart.

The fire of hope in his heart.

Swayed suddenly.

As if it might go out at any moment.

Master's Dao Seed.

Ought to have been his guidance.

Was this journey to find the Master.

The final, purest belief.

If even this.

Was also contaminated.

Then all he has done.

What meaning does it still have?

Sun Wukong's chest heaved violently.

He only felt an overwhelming sense of helplessness.

Welled up from deep within his heart.

Monkey! Yao's voice, tinged with a hint of anxiety.

She sensed Sun Wukong's aura suddenly become chaotic.

Are you alright?

Sun Wukong did not answer.

He gripped the Golden Cudgel tightly.

His gaze pierced countless corrupt beings.

Staring straight into the depths of this world.

This must be Hongjun.

His eyes flickered with coldness.

That old coot set up.

Another barrier!

Sun Wukong roared.

The Golden Cudgel thrust suddenly into the void.

He intends to shatter this world.

And also to shatter everything in this world.

All corruption.

The anger in his heart.

Has been fully ignited.

At this moment.

He not only wants to rescue Master's Dao Seed.

He also wants to deal with those that pollute the Dao Seed.

All existence.

All.

Boom—kill to the dregs!

The Great Sage Equal to Heaven Dao Rhythm within him erupts again.

This time.

It is no longer simple defense.

But.

A devastation that crushes the withered and rots the decayed.

Those successive filthy creatures.

Under his Dao Rhythm.

Instantly turn into mushy powder.

Never able to re‑coalesce.

Sun Wukong's battle spirit.

Again bursts through Heaven.

He grabs Yao.

Charges straight toward that.

The decayed depths where the Dao Seed's aura is strongest.

No matter what form Master's Dao Seed takes.

He will retrieve it.

Even if that Dao Seed is truly polluted.

He will also use his Equal Heaven Path.

To purify it anew!

At that moment.

A yet larger aura.

From that decayed depth.

Rushing in like a tide.

That aura carries pure corruption.

Carrying absolute distortion.

And also a hint.

Towards Sun Wukong.

Unconcealed.

Greed and murderous intent!

The next moment.

A gigantic silhouette.

From the thick filth.

Slowly emerges.

Its body.

Larger than the monster that previously devoured Sun Wukong.

Even more massive.

Even more twisted.

Countless rotting flesh tumors.

Cover its entire body.

With each wriggle.

It emits nauseating Xīngchòu.

Its crown.

Further grows a.

Huge, Bloodshot.

eye.

That eye.

Now stares dead at Sun Wukong.

Inside.

Contains suffocating madness.

"You damn it!"

Yao points at that gigantic corrupt creature.

Shaking all over.

She sees.

On this monster's body.

Surprisingly.

Depicting countless.

Twisted, incomplete.

Immortal Buddha pattern!

Those patterns.

As if they were forcibly torn away.

And then forcibly pieced together.

Emitting, making the scalp go numb.

Blasphemy and evil.

Could it be...

Yao's complexion instantly turned deathly pale.

She looked toward Sun Wukong.

Her lips trembled.

This place.

Is a dedicated place.

Polluting the immortal Buddha.

And the place of the Great Dao?

Sun Wukong did not answer.

He gazed at the huge corrupt creature.

It slowly opened.

A massive mouth full of fangs.

From its bottomless throat.

A surge.

Thousands of times denser than before.

Corrupt flood.

Suddenly burst forth!

That flood.

Like solidified darkness.

Heading toward Sun Wukong.

Covering the sky and earth.

Bringing endless devouring and corruption.

Hah.

Sun Wukong's mouth curled into a cold smile.

He felt.

That aura belonging to the Master's Dao Seed.

Twisted aura.

Now raging deep within this flood.

Madly throbbing.

Just in time!

Sun Wukong let out a wild roar.

Black-gold Dao Rhythm surged skyward.

He did not retreat.

Facing the corrupt flood.

He suddenly raised.

Golden Cudgel!

This old monkey wants to have a look!

Whether it's your filth that can devour this old monkey!

Or whether this old monkey can...

Thoroughly purify!

Golden Cudgel.

Wrapped in Sun Wukong's towering battle intent.

He fiercely smashed toward that.

Surging forward.

Corrupt flood!

However!

Just as the Golden Cudgel was about to make contact!

That huge corrupt creature.

The blood-red eyeball atop its head.

It suddenly shuddered.

A strange will fluctuation.

Instantly spreading.

That corrupt flood.

It did not clash head-on with the Golden Cudgel.

Instead.

Instantly differentiated.

Turned into countless strands.

Ink-black silk threads.

They were like spirit snakes.

They avoided the sharp edge of the Golden Cudgel.

Directly charged toward.

Sun Wukong's brow.

And.

Inside his body, that bead was frantically trembling.

Void Dao Seed!

This actually is.

Once, aimed at the Dao Seed.

Direct attack!

Purpose.

Actually is to.

Pollute again!

Even.

Is to completely devour.

Sun Wukong, the brow.

Void Dao Seed!