Chapter 206: Reshape the Three Realms, Forge the Universe!

Sun Wukong stands in this dimension completely under his control.

He feels every drop of blood in his body cheering.

That is the absolute freedom after breaking free from the Heavenly Dao's shackles.

The Bodhi Patriarch's voice still echoes in his mind.

This voice makes him feel especially steady.

Yao walks to his side.

She tugs at Sun Wukong's tattered sleeve.

"Brother Wukong, where are we headed next?"

Sun Wukong shoulders the Golden Cudgel.

He gazes at the distant expanse of murky Chaos.

"Where to?"

"Nowhere."

"I, Old Sun, will stay here and forge a new ancestor for those gods and buddhas."

He hehe-smiles, revealing a mouthful of white teeth.

Yao is a bit confused.

She looks around at the empty surroundings.

"But there's nothing here."

Sun Wukong closes his eyes.

His divine sense spreads throughout the space at this moment.

"None?"

"If I, Old Sun, say it exists, then it must exist!"

He recalls in his heart the place that makes him yearn and dream.

That is where his dream began.

It is also his sole concern in this world.

"Mount Huaguo, rise!"

Sun Wukong lets out a low shout.

The spiritual energy beneath his feet surges wildly.

The whole land emits a dull rumble.

This sound makes Yao's ears ache.

The next second.

A towering mountain shoots up directly from the void.

It grows extremely fast.

In less than a few breaths, it already pierces the clouds.

Sun Wukong gazes at the familiar mountain ridge outline.

His eyes feel a little sore.

He recalls the days of basking in the sun at the mouth of the Water Curtain Cave.

He recalls the little monkeys that followed him, running wild over the mountains.

But now the mountain exists, yet it is cold and icy.

Everywhere are bald stones.

There is not a trace of lively human aura.

Yao sees the desolation in Sun Wukong's eyes.

She steps forward.

She lightly lifts her hands.

The light of the Illusory Dream Great Way begins to dance at her fingertips.

Those points of light fly toward that barren great mountain.

"If you want vitality, I will give you vitality."

Yao's voice is soft, yet full of resolve.

Those points of light fall into the cracks of the stones.

Grass sprouts push out.

Those points of light fall into the dried-up riverbed.

Clear spring water begins to tinkle.

The originally deathly silent mountain instantly comes alive.

The old pine sways in the wind.

The waterfall strikes the rocks, splashing huge sheets of water.

Sun Wukong watches all of this.

He feels his own heart warming up as well.

"Yao, thanks."

Yao wipes a bead of sweat from her forehead.

Her little face is flushed red.

"As long as you're happy, I'll do anything."

Sun Wukong nodded.

His gaze turned to a farther place.

He was thinking.

This place could not be merely a refuge.

It had to be a complete new world.

A world where all Living Beings oppressed by the Heavenly Dao could survive.

He recalled Ling Shan.

He recalled the Heavenly Court.

Those gold‑and‑jade radiant palaces.

Those lofty thrones.

Sun Wukong sneered.

His eyes grew especially cold.

"Those piles of trash, old Sun can't even glance at them without feeling filthy."

He did not imitate anything from the old era.

He would, on this blank sheet, draw the wildest picture.

Sun Wukong used the Equal Heaven Dao as his brush.

He took the Way of Void as ink.

He would sketch a brand‑new pattern in the void.

His mind shifted.

The sky birthed sun, moon, and stars.

Those stars were not lifeless objects.

Each one contained a strand of his will.

Whoever dared act recklessly, those stars could become meteors that smash heads.

Then.

He delineated a new "Three Realms".

But these Three Realms differed from those forged by Hongjun.

There was no hierarchy that placed some above others.

There was no rule that demanded kneeling.

Sun Wukong stood at the highest point of Mount Huaguo.

He looked at this nascent world of scale.

He extended a finger.

In the very center of the sky he wrote sixteen golden large characters.

"All beings are equal; the Dao has no high or low."

"Where the heart points, there is Freedom."

Each character weighed as much as a thousand pounds.

They were etched into the laws of this world.

At this moment.

The entire heavens emitted ten‑thousand‑foot golden light.

That was absolute Recognition of Sun Wukong's will.

Sun Wukong felt his Divine Soul merge completely with this heaven and earth.

He became the "Heaven" of this sky.

He became the king of this world.

Here.

No one could scheme against him.

No one could bully him.

Hongjun could not.

The Tathagata could not either.

Yao stared at those sixteen characters.

Her eyes also reddened.

She knew how many grievances Sun Wukong had endured along the way.

She also knew why the Bodhi Patriarch had chosen self‑annihilation back then.

"This is the world Master most wanted to see."

Yao inhaled through her nose.

She walked to Sun Wukong's side.

"Brother Wukong, when shall we bring those people over?"

Sun Wukong shook his head.

He clenched the Golden Cudgel tightly in his hand.

"No rush."

"Before we invite guests to eat, we must first swat the flies in the courtyard."

His gaze pierced the edge of this pure land.

He saw the Three Realms outside, covered in scars.

He saw those gods and buddhas still putting on an act.

Those guys still thought they had won.

They still thought Sun Wukong had been annihilated.

"I haven't settled this score with them yet."

Sun Wukong's voice echoed in the valley.

Carrying a chilling killing intent.

Just then.

The newborn heaven and earth suddenly shook violently.

A black crack split the horizon in the distance.

A corrupt and powerful aura seeped out from the crack.

That was the Heavenly Dao's will forcibly penetrating.

Hongjun obviously had no intention of letting this place go.

He wanted to destroy this last piece of pure land.

Sun Wukong let out a cold snort.

He did not dodge.

He leapt straight up from the mountaintop.

He brandished his Golden Cudgel.

"Do you really think I'm still that monkey you could knead at will?"

He smashed the crack directly with his staff.

Black-gold energy collided with purple lightning.

The whole sky seemed about to collapse.

A tremendous explosion rang through the heavens.

Yao gasped.

She wanted to rush over to help.

But she discovered Sun Wukong had already flown out of that mass of chaotic energy.

In his hand he actually clutched a huge eyeball condensed from lightning.

That was the Heavenly Dao's spy.

"Get lost and go tell Hongjun."

"Wash your neck clean and wait."

"I'll be back soon."

Sun Wukong exerted force with his five fingers.

He directly crushed that eyeball into debris.

The lightning dissipated.

The crack vanished.

The sky cleared up again.

Sun Wukong landed back on the ground.

He panted heavily.

That move just now consumed a lot.

But he felt utterly refreshed inside.

This was the first time he had directly repulsed the Heavenly Dao's probe.

Yao ran over.

She grabbed Sun Wukong's hand.

"Are you hurt?"

Sun Wukong shook his head.

"It's nothing, trivial."

He gazed at Fangcun Mountain.

This place had become completely stable.

He felt his power growing each day at a terrifying rate.

This was not merely cultivation.

This was due to the world's vitality nourishing him in return.

He sat on a rock.

He looked into the distance.

He knew.

The reckoning of the Three Realms.

Had officially begun.

Those lofty gods and buddhas.

Their good days were completely over.

Sun Wukong turned his head to look at Yao.

"Yao, are you ready?"

Yao nodded forcefully.

"As long as I'm with you, I'm not afraid of anything."

Sun Wukong laughed again.

He stood up.

He looked toward the void.

He knew those enemies were right there.

But he was not empty at all.

Because now, he truly is the Great Sage Equal to Heaven.

One who possesses his own world.

The first god of ten thousand ages.

He raised his hand.

He slashed fiercely at the void.

The portal leading to the Three Realms reappeared.

Sun Wukong lifted the Golden Cudgel.

His eyes were filled with a killing intent never before seen.

It was the flame of vengeance.

It was also the hope of reshaping heaven and earth.

He stepped into the portal with one foot.

His figure vanished completely in the light.

Only a wildly arrogant utterance remained.

"I'm back!"

And the Three Realms.

At this moment, they were immersed in a false peace.

No one knew.

A demon king a hundred times more terrifying than the one who once caused havoc in the Heavenly Palace.

Carrying a heart full of fury.

He returned forcefully.