Chapter 191: Dao Seed Phenomenon, Hongjun Reappears!

"Now you want to leave?"

Sun Wukong's voice carried not a hint of warmth.

"Too late!"

The Golden Cudgel emitted an excited hum in his hand, and the black‑golden thunder along the shaft pulsed ever more merrily.

Those phantoms formed from Karmic Debris—Tathagata, Pantheon Lord,

and the twisted faces—now all displayed unprecedented Fear Heart Demon.

They were no longer lofty judges, but a bunch of scrap iron about to be thrown into a furnace.

They fled wildly backward, trying to merge again into the surrounding endless Chaos Realm darkness.

"You've already come, why still leave?"

Sun Wukong's figure flickered and appeared directly before the Tathagata phantom.

On Tathagata's plump face, the compassionate expression had long vanished, replaced by extreme terror.

"You reckless monkey! How dare you!"

"See if I dare!"

Sun Wukong, too lazy for idle talk, reached out and instantly clamped the Tathagata phantom's throat.

That body, composed of pure resentful thoughts and Heavenly Dao Law Debris, felt in Sun Wukong's hand as soft and powerless as cotton.

"Didn't you say I have a blood debt all over me?"

Sun Wukong leaned in, his golden fiery eyes fixed on Tathagata.

"Then today, I'll add another stroke!"

He thrust his palm with sudden force.

No Cànjiào, no struggle.

The Tathagata phantom, together with the Nine‑grade Golden Lotus beneath it, was in an instant compressed and twisted by an irresistible force,

ultimately turning into a fist‑sized, gray‑black glowing energy sphere.

The energy sphere thrashed violently in his palm, trying to break free.

"Still want to run?"

Sun Wukong let out a cold snort, opened his mouth, and actually swallowed that energy sphere whole!

"Monkey!"

From afar, Yao saw the scene and let out a gasp.

That was the most venomous Karmic Karma conglomerate; swallowing it was no different than setting oneself on fire!

Sun Wukong, however, seemed to have eaten a candy bean, smacked his lips, and wore a look of lingering satisfaction.

Inside him, the Equal Heaven Path roared wildly, and the black‑golden Dao Rhythm spun like a massive millstone,

encasing that Karmic Karma, forcibly grinding and refining it.

A force purer than before began to flow through his limbs and bones.

He exhaled comfortably.

"Burp..."

A loud, full belch echoed through this Chaos Realm.

The remaining phantoms, seeing this, went completely mad.

This monkey, this monster!

He actually treated the punishment sent down by the Heavenly Dao as a great tonic pill!

"Run! He's a madman!"

The Pantheon Lord phantom let out a scream and turned to flee.

"Run?"

Sun Wukong's figure, like a specter, appeared behind him.

"Didn't you say I was the root of disaster?"

"Then today I'll bring disaster to you!"

The Golden Cudgel, bearing a gale that tore everything apart, swept outward.

The Pantheon Lord, together with the dozen‑plus phantom celestial lords and demon kings beside him, were all blasted apart by a single strike.

Countless gray‑black energy debris scattered in all directions.

"All come to me!"

Sun Wukong gaped his mouth wide and sucked forcefully.

A massive vortex formed before him.

The fleeing Karmic Debris, like iron filings drawn to a magnet,

were irresistibly pulled in, scrambling to plunge into Sun Wukong's mouth.

His body swelled again; beneath his skin, countless gray‑black energies roamed wildly, looking terrifyingly extreme.

Yet his aura rose step by step at a terrifying speed.

Yao stared dumbfounded beside him.

She had never seen such overbearing, such Irrational cultivation.

Others' Principle follows Heaven and Earth, perceiving the laws.

Sun Wukong's Principle treats Heaven and Earth as enemies, the laws as food.

Anything that tries to hinder him will ultimately become fuel for his advance.

This is no longer cultivation.

This is outright plunder!

Finally, the last karmic debris was also completely devoured by him.

This originally bustling lost land suddenly became quiet.

Sun Wukong closed his eyes and quietly felt the surging power within him.

His Equal Heaven Path, after devouring so much "nourishment," became more solid and profound.

He could feel that his power had risen another level.

"Hongjun..."

He opened his eyes and gazed toward the deeper reaches of Chaos.

"Thank you for the hospitality."

He grabbed Yao's hand; she was still in shock, her body somewhat stiff.

"Let's go, we're full, time to find a proper meal." Sun Wukong grinned.

Yao stared for a moment, then immediately understood Sun Wukong's meaning.

She looked at Sun Wukong's arrogant face, and the last trace of worry in her heart vanished.

Following this man, even the most outrageous things seemed to become natural.

The two turned into a stream of light, flying toward the deeper reaches of Chaos.

This time, Sun Wukong could clearly feel a strong attraction coming from ahead.

That was his Master's Dao Seed calling to him!

Passing through layer upon layer of Chaos storms and countless shattered world remnants.

Finally, a faint glimmer of unusual light appeared in the darkness ahead.

It was an enormous vortex, rotating slowly at a speed visible to the naked eye.

The center of the vortex was the source of that light.

Only when they flew closer could they make out the shape of the glowing object.

It was a Dao Seed.

A fist-sized Dao Seed that emitted a power making the entire Chaos tremble.

But this Dao Seed was unlike any he had seen before.

It was neither purely gold nor purely void.

Its surface was half an unfathomable black, half a pure, extreme white.

Black and white, two utterly opposing forces, wildly intertwined, collided, and devoured each other on this Dao Seed.

Each collision sent out rings of strange ripples spreading outward.

The fluctuations it emitted were also extremely contradictory.

At times it was a heart‑pounding void, as if it could devour all things.

At other times it burst forth with an incomprehensible surge of vitality, as if nurturing something.

"This... this is..."

Yao stared at that Dao Seed, her voice filled with disbelief.

"This Dao Seed seems to be torn simultaneously by two completely opposing forces!"

Her words had just fallen.

Sun Wukong's pure Void Seed at his brow violently throbbed.

A strong pain and unease originating from the Primordial Source instantly spread through his whole body.

He could feel it.

That black‑white intertwined Dao Seed was undergoing unimaginable torment.

That was his Master's debris!

It was a part of his Master, being tormented in the most cruel way by some force!

"Hongjun!!!"

Sun Wukong's eyeballs instantly turned blood‑red.

A towering killing intent burst from him, causing the surrounding Chaos to freeze.

He gripped the Golden Cudgel tightly, ready to charge forward at any cost.

But just then.

An abrupt change occurred!

Above that enormous Chaos vortex.

Space twisted without any warning.

Immediately after, a blurry, towering figure gradually emerged.

That figure's face could not be seen; it was merely a mass formed from endless laws and majesty.

He simply stood there silently.

The entire Chaos seemed to prostrate itself at his feet.

Hongjun Dao Ancestor!

His phantom appeared once again.

This time he did not conceal his aura.

That icy will, indifferent to all life and treating all things as straw dogs, pressed down on Sun Wukong's heart like a billion mountains.

He looked down from above upon Sun Wukong.

His gaze was indifferent, as if looking at an ant.

He didn't speak, and didn't move at all.

But his very existence was the greatest threat to Sun Wukong.

Sun Wukong felt his blood boiling throughout his body at that moment.

He knew.

Everything before was merely an appetizer.

The true contest, the true life-and-death battle.

Now, it has just begun!