Chapter 205: The mind-monkey returns to the right path; I am the world!

Sun Wukong moved.

He slowly raised his hand.

He looked at his palm, the lines there clear as the veins of heaven and earth.

He thought.

There should be a pillar here.

One that could support this expanse of nothingness.

Boom—

The whole of Fangcun Mountain trembled violently.

In the distance.

The Mount Huaguo formed from his thoughts.

In an instant, it shot up hundreds of millions of zhang!

It was no longer a mountain.

It became an enormous stone pillar.

Above, its height unknown.

Below, its depth unknown.

It stood there, forcibly dividing this chaos into upper and lower layers.

"This..."

Yao stared, eyes wide open.

She felt the platform beneath her feet rising rapidly.

And the chaotic energy was sinking downward.

The clear qi rose, becoming heaven.

The turbid qi sank, becoming earth.

Heaven and earth were split apart!

This monkey, he actually imitated Pangu, splitting heaven and earth!

Sun Wukong's face showed no expression.

He thought again.

There should be a sun in the sky.

Before his words faded.

A blazing fireball burst forth from the clear qi.

Golden light instantly bathed this newborn heaven and earth.

It dispelled all darkness.

It brought the first hint of warmth.

"Not enough."

Sun Wukong shook his head.

"With a sun, there should be a moon."

A silver disc quietly appeared at the other end of the sky.

Its soft radiance complemented the sun's golden light.

"There should also be stars in the sky."

Sun Wukong was like a playful child.

He waved his hand casually.

Countless points of light flew from his fingertips.

They scattered across the entire sky.

Some of those points were bright, some dim.

They moved slowly along some mysterious trajectory.

A brilliant river of stars thus formed!

Yao was now completely numb.

She watched this unbelievable scene.

She felt as if she were in a dream that would never end.

"With heaven, earth, sun, and moon."

"Something is still missing."

Sun Wukong rubbed his chin.

He looked at the newly formed land.

There, it was bare and deathly silent.

"On the earth, there should be mountains and rivers."

He pointed lightly at the ground.

Boom—

The earth began to heave violently.

Majestic mountain ranges rose up from the ground.

They stretched endlessly, grand and mighty.

"There should be rivers."

He waved his hand again.

The great rivers wound and flowed between those mountains.

Eventually, they merged into the boundless ocean.

"Let there be wind."

The gentle breeze began to stir across this world.

"Let there be clouds."

White clouds began to gather in the sky.

"Let there be thunder and lightning."

At the horizon, the first spring thunder sounded.

"Let there be rain and dew."

Sweet rain fell from Heaven.

It moistened this newly‑born land.

A brief moment.

The embryonic shape of a world.

Between Sun Wukong's thoughts, it was Creation.

Sun Wukong looked at his masterpiece and nodded with satisfaction.

Yet he always felt something was still missing.

Missing a little…

Anger!

He looked toward that land.

There, it was still too quiet.

"On these mountains, trees should grow."

Greenery began to spread across the hills.

In the blink of an eye, it became a primeval forest that blocked the sky.

"In this water, there should be life."

Fish began to swim in the river.

"In the heavens, there should be birds."

Birdsong began to echo through the forest.

He seemed the greatest painter in the world.

Using his own thoughts as a brush.

Using this void as a scroll.

Within this realm that wholly belonged to him.

He freely splashed his imagination.

Yao watched all this, and her spirit was struck by an unprecedented shock.

She suddenly understood.

Sun Wukong was not merely creating a world.

He was refining his own Dao!

He infused his wild, Unyielding, variable Way of the Equal Heaven.

Bit by bit.

Into every corner of this world.

Mountains are his backbone.

Water is his lifeblood.

Wind is his breath.

Thunder is his fury!

This is no longer a simple world built of energy.

This is Sun Wukong himself!

His Dao, his will, all of him.

All materialized into the Vitality‑brimming heavens and earth before his eyes!

Sun Wukong slowly descended onto the highest peak.

He sat cross‑legged.

He closed his eyes.

He could feel.

His heartbeat, together with this world's pulse, gradually merged.

Each breath he took could stir wind and clouds.

Every thought of his could transform seas and lands.

He is the world!

The world is also him!

Way of the Equal Heaven.

At this moment, it finally completed its ultimate metamorphosis.

It is no longer mere rebellion, no longer mere variable.

It became a kind of, a brand-new "order".

A kind of, Sun Wukong's order!

Under this order.

All things can attain Equal Heaven!

Hum—!

Sun Wukong's body began to emit a faint golden light.

His aura became profound, became vast.

It became, making it impossible to fathom.

Yao stood in the distance, watching the cross-legged figure on the mountaintop.

She knew.

That lawless, mischievous monkey.

That Great Sage Equal to Heaven who threw the Three Realms into turmoil.

Already, gone and never to return.

Now him.

Is of this new world.

Creator God!