Chapter 194: Lost Dao Graveyard, the Rule Cemetery!

Sun Wukong grabs Yao and plunges headfirst into that absolute darkness.

Space‑time twists, and the laws howl.

After an unknown amount of time, the scene before suddenly brightens.

But it is not the light of life; it is a pallid gray that makes the heart race.

They have arrived.

Yao watches the scene before her, freezes, and instinctively inhales a breath of cold air.

There is no sun, moon, or stars here.

No mountains, rivers, or streams.

Not even a trace of vitality can be felt.

On the endless gray ground, something is planted.

Countless stone tablets.

They are shattered, varied in shape, densely packed, stretching to the edge of sight.

Each tablet is entwined with a Dao Rhythm that is dead yet unwilling to dissipate.

"This… what is this place?"

Yao's voice trembles.

Before her words finish, her body jolts, and the once solid light and shadow become illusory, nearly disintegrating.

Her Illusory Dream Dao, here, is like an ice block thrown into strong acid, rapidly melting.

All dreams and thoughts, all creation and beauty, are being mercilessly negated and erased by this gray reality!

Sun Wukong gives no answer.

He reverses his hand, thrusts a pure Great Sage Equal to Heaven Dao Rhythm into Yao's body, stabilizing her collapsing Dao.

Then he slowly releases Yao's hand, steps forward a few paces, and scans the nearest tablet.

On the tablet are four ancient, simple characters.

"Absolute Balance"

A thought emanates from the tablet, showing him the true meaning of this Dao.

All things stand on the scale; there is no strong or weak, no high or low; everything returns to absolute fairness.

Sun Wukong looks at another tablet.

It bears the inscription "Infinite Emotion".

Joy, anger, sorrow, and pleasure—each emotion is amplified to the extreme, becoming the source that drives the world.

He extends a finger and lightly touches that tablet.

Boom!

An image explodes in his mind.

A world composed of pure emotion, countless living beings cycle in extreme ecstasy and extreme grief; their very existence is a grand opera.

Then a golden, emotionless chain of order descends from the heavens.

It easily pierces this world.

All ecstasy turns into stagnation.

All grief turns into numbness.

Emotion is "defined" as chaotic error, forcibly smoothed out; the world turns to dust in absolute calm.

Sun Wukong withdraws his finger, expressionless.

He passes another tombstone.

"All Voices Converge into One".

All sounds in a universe strive to merge into the original syllable, the creative genesis tone.

Instead, they are suppressed by the "Silence" Heavenly Dao Law, turning the whole universe into an eternal soundless hell.

Also "All Things Have Spirits", "Only I Am True One" …

Each once‑glorious supreme Dao that tried to define the universe now becomes a cold tombstone.

Sun Wukong's heart sinks bit by bit.

He understands.

Here is the Dao's cemetery.

It is the final resting place for all laws and thoughts deemed "heretical" by the Heavenly Dao and Hongjun.

The air is thick with unbreakable resentment, unwillingness, and despair.

The gray dust, as Sun Wukong passes, coalesces into silent screaming faces, then disperses again.

It is the wailing of all losers across countless eras.

Yao's Illusory Dream Dao is suppressed here to the extreme.

She feels her Dao could at any moment be wholly assimilated and eroded by this force that ends everything.

Because here is the opposite of all "Dreams".

It is the terminus of reality.

Sun Wukong seems oblivious to the surrounding resentment.

His Fiery Golden Eyes pierce the layered tombstones, gazing at the very center of this cemetery.

There lies the spot with the heaviest resentment in this Lost Dao graveyard.

It is also what Hongjun wants him to see.

Hongjun.

This old fool!

This is not just a trap.

This is even more a warning!

A silent, yet incredibly arrogant warning!

This endless expanse of tombstones is all conveying the same message to Sun Wukong.

He is telling Sun Wukong——

Look!

This is the fate of all who defy the Heavenly Dao Order!

Your Way of the Equal Heaven will eventually, here, have its own tombstone!

Even the inscription on the tombstone, Hongjun has already prepared for him.

【Equal Heaven Variable】.

Sun Wukong's fist clenched, making a creaking sound.

His joints, from excessive force, emitted a groan unable to bear the load.

He ignored this silent threat.

Because he clearly felt that the aura of 【Void】 that made him yearn and dream, familiar to his very bones, came from the deepest part of that graveyard!

That aura was no longer the gentle and vast sensation he had felt before.

It was filled with pain, being repeatedly tormented, gnawed, and chewed by boundless deathly energy and resentment!

Like a living thing, thrown into the nest of countless hungry ghosts, it is being slowly sliced to death!

His Master!

A part of the Bodhi Patriarch!

He was actually regarded by Hongjun as a defeated heretic, a 'mistake' that must be erased!

Imprisoned within the Lost Dao Graveyard that buries myriad ancient bones!

What humiliation!

Sun Wukong closed his eyes.

The pain originating from his Master's Primordial Source, through the unseen connection, clearly transmitted to his Divine Soul.

His Divine Soul, too, was torn apart, gnawed, and ground together!

"Old……fool……!"

Three words, squeezed out one by one from the gaps of Sun Wukong's teeth.

He suddenly opened his eyes; his golden pupils were completely covered by a sheet of crimson!

The towering killing intent could no longer be contained.

Boom——!

The black-gold Equal Heaven Dao Rhythm erupted like a volcano!

With him as the center, the gray earth beneath his feet cracked inch by inch, and the violent force directly shattered tens of thousands of surrounding tombstones into powder!

The unwilling Dao Rhythm lingering in those tombstones let out a shrill wail, but under the crushing of the Way of the Equal Heaven, it instantly turned to ash and smoke!

He stepped forward, his figure instantly vanishing from the spot, rushing violently toward the deepest part of the graveyard!