Chapter 186: Yao Breaks the Nightmare, Dao Seed Appears!

A twisted Dream Realm thundered down.

The rotting creature's massive maw stayed tightly shut, its blood‑red eyes flickering with terror.

It sensed an unprecedented force erupting from the connection between Sun Wukong and Yao.

It was neither filth nor frenzy, but an incomprehensible variable and Creation.

Deep within Yao's consciousness, the Great Sage Equal to Heaven Dao Rhythm rose like a blazing sun, illuminating that filthy, twisted nightmare.

"Wake up!"

Sun Wukong's roar exploded directly in her Divine Soul, bearing undeniable dominance and infinite trust.

Yao's Divine Soul trembled violently as she struggled.

The nightmare before her began to shatter under the impact of the Great Sage Equal to Heaven Dao Rhythm.

Those snarling poisonous snakes, tainted by filthy Illusory Dream, now under Sun Wukong's Great Sage Equal to Heaven Dao Rhythm were as fragile as bubbles.

Her Illusory Dream Dao was suppressed and eroded, yet now, because of this foreign "variable", it received unprecedented stimulation.

"False!"

Yao let out a howl; the sound was no longer the previous pain, but an almost maddening clarity.

She had once used Illusory Dream to deceive the world, granting the chaotic law a brand‑new "meaning", which was a Creation.

Now she also intends to define the "Real Fear Heart Demon" that erodes her as "False".

The Illusory Dream Dao erupted thunderously deep within her Divine Soul, and multicolored light surged from her forehead.

The poisonous snakes coiling around her wailed in the light, collapsed instantly, and turned into void.

She saw the deepest fears she once held, those resentful gazes,

the shattered laws, now under her will began to warp and vanish.

She no longer passively endured, but actively countered.

She defined all nightmares, despair, all "Real" as "Non‑existent False!"

The power of Illusory Dream became unprecedentedly strong at this moment, and all fears imposed upon her collapsed thunderously under her "False" definition.

"Break!"

Yao let out a sharp cry; the multicolored Illusory Dream power, like a keen blade, suddenly tore apart the massive nightmare constructed by the rotting creature.

The nightmare shattered, emitting a shrill sound of glass breaking.

The world seemed, at this moment, to be ripped open by a huge gash.

The rotting creature's blood‑red eyes suddenly contracted, its body shaking violently.

Its nightmare, its mental attack, was forcibly broken open by a "ant" in its own eyes,

This exceeded its calculations and its comprehension.

It let out an angry and terrified screech, its massive body twisting violently,

attempting to break free from the Illusory Dream net woven by Sun Wukong and Yao.

Clarity returned to Yao's eyes, no longer the previous diffusion and fear,

but a resolve that washed away all pretension and a deeper wisdom.

Her Illusory Dream Dao at this moment received unprecedented tempering.

The previously somewhat fragile boundary between "Illusion" and "Reality" now became immensely sturdy.

She clearly felt her Dao had gained stronger creativity and subversiveness, no longer merely linking void and reality, but able to directly define them.

"Monkey!"

Yao's voice trembled slightly, a gratitude for surviving the calamity and the exhilaration of surging power.

Sun Wukong held her tightly; the Illusory Dream power surging from his chest told him Yao had broken through again.

"Well done!"

Sun Wukong laughed heartily, his voice full of admiration for Yao and contempt for the rotting creature.

His Great Sage Equal to Heaven Dao Rhythm now, because of Yao's breakthrough, became even more concentrated and ferocious.

"You motherf***!"

Sun Wukong roared, "I'll show you what true despair really is!"

Sun Wukong let out a roar and thrust his head upward.

A cold gaze pierced the collapsing nightmare, Suǒdìng the nightmare's core.

There the filth was thickest and most viscous, like a massive black vortex.

At the vortex's center, a Golden Dao Seed was being enveloped by filthy energy, emitting intermittent cries of pain.

The gold, originally pure, now showed a hint of crimson, a hint of distortion, its form becoming grotesque, like rotting flesh.

It still struggled; the essence of the Void Dao still painfully supported it, resisting endless erosion.

It had not completely fallen; its core remained pure.

This slightly quelled Sun Wukong's anger, but was followed by deeper murderous intent.

The rotting creature's methods were too insidious; instead of destroying the Dao Seed outright, it tried to twist and assimilate it from the root.

"Master!"

Sun Wukong called softly, his voice filled with endless pity and unbearable fury.

He stepped forward and thrust the Golden Cudgel violently in front of him.

Black‑gold light burst from the staff, like an indestructible barrier, repelling the encroaching filthy energy erosion.

He felt the strong void fluctuation within the Golden Dao Seed resonating with the Dao Seed at his forehead.

It came from the Primordial Source, from the Master's call.

The pure Void Dao Seed at his forehead now erupted in dazzling golden light, responding to the Debris's wailing in the darkness.

The Void Dao Seed seemed to emit a clear, resonant hum, carrying a hint of joy and a hint of anxiety.

Yao's Illusory Dream Great Dao also spread at this moment, its multicolored aura radiating outward like an invisible filter.

All filthy energy that touched the light of the Illusory Dream Great Dao instantly became thin and transparent, purified and erased, returning to the original "Void".

The corrupt creature was completely suppressed by Sun Wukong and Yao's power,

its body twisted and deformed, a massive blood‑colored eyeball staring intently at the struggling Dao Seed.

It let out a resentful roar.

It did not understand why these two "variables" could unleash such overwhelming power, completely disrupting its plan.

Sun Wukong knew full well that this Dao Seed was entangled by filth,

like a moth trapped in a spiderweb, still struggling yet its strength steadily draining.

He must rescue this Dao Seed as quickly as possible; otherwise, once fully assimilated, the consequences would be unimaginable.

"Get out of my way!"

Sun Wukong roared wildly, the Golden Cudgel suddenly brandished, pointing straight at the densest core of the filth.

The black‑golden Great Sage Equal to Heaven Dao Rhythm and the pure Void power tangled wildly on the Golden Cudgel, erupting a terrifying aura that could annihilate everything.

He will shatter this layer of corrosion with a single blow!

He will erase this filth that dares to pollute the Master's Dao Seed from the world entirely!

"Buzz!"

The Golden Cudgel emitted a deafening buzz, bearing Sun Wukong's unstoppable murderous intent and his vow to protect the Master to the death,

suddenly slashing toward the painful, wailing Dao Seed within the filthy core.

The corrupt creature let out an earth‑shattering roar, its blood‑colored eyeball spewing an even denser torrent of corruption, attempting to block Sun Wukong.

But Sun Wukong's gaze held only resolve and arrogance; he cared for nothing else.

The Golden Cudgel in his hand, bearing the might of opening the heavens and splitting the earth, crashed down with a roar!