Chapter 213: Heaven's Backlash, Hongjun's Worry!

The purple temple in Hongjun's hand kept expanding.

It was a microcosm that condensed the order of countless epochs.

Every corner was engraved with iron laws that Living Beings must obey.

"Hold!"

Hongjun bit his tongue and spat a mouthful of real blood onto the temple.

The purple radiance in an instant eclipsed all the surrounding light.

The temple pressed down directly onto Sun Wukong.

This time.

The void was not shattering, but melting away.

Every place bathed in the temple's light turned into a vacuum.

"You think..."

"The same trick, would I use a second time?"

Hongjun stared at Sun Wukong.

He wanted to see Fear Heart Demon on the monkey's face.

But he was disappointed.

Sun Wukong merely tilted his head.

"The temple, huh?"

"Looks pretty valuable."

The Golden Cudgel in his hand suddenly retracted.

He spread his arms and, astonishingly, struck a pose as if embracing the sky.

"What are you trying to do?"

Hongjun felt a sudden thump in his heart.

A bad premonition rose within him.

But he could no longer stop.

The temple slammed between Sun Wukong's arms.

The expected gore never materialized.

The new world beneath Sun Wukong's feet suddenly erupted with an extremely strong suction.

The purple radiance emitted by the temple was forcibly twisted by that suction.

The order force that had been pressing onto Sun Wukong instead flowed along his body, drilling into the black‑gold Dao Seed inside him.

"This... this is a seizure!"

Hongjun shouted in alarm.

He felt the link between himself and the temple being cut apart blade by blade.

Those order laws that originally belonged to him.

After encountering Sun Wukong's Void Dao Rhythm.

Suddenly began to betray him.

They were submitting to Sun Wukong.

Precisely, they were submitting to the new world behind Sun Wukong.

"Old Hongjun, haven't you realized yet?"

Sun Wukong bore the massive pressure, the blue veins on his face pulsing.

"The more you unleash..."

"... the Primordial Source of the Three Realms will drain faster."

"You keep saying it's for the Three Realms."

"In fact, you are the one digging at the corners of the Three Realms."

Sun Wukong's words were like a steel needle, stabbing Hongjun's chest fiercely.

Hongjun looked down.

Indeed.

Because he forcibly unleashed a massive Heavenly Punishment.

The once‑stable foundation of the Three Realms had become riddled with countless cracks.

A torrent of law power streamed through the fissures toward Sun Wukong.

This is reverse erosion.

What's worse is that

A portion of the purple energy refined by Sun Wukong, against the flow of magic, drilled back into Hongjun's body.

"Ugh!"

Hongjun let out a muffled hum.

He felt his meridians as if packed with shards of broken glass.

That was the power of the variable.

They roamed wildly in his ocean of order, leaving chaos wherever they passed.

His right hand began to tremble uncontrollably.

On his previously pristine skin, a faint layer of long hair sprouted.

That was the aura of a monkey.

You dare to corrode my Dharma Body!

Hongjun's voice carried a hint of fear.

He is actually an incarnation of the Heavenly Dao.

In this world, how could anyone possibly pollute him in reverse?

This is not corrosion.

Sun Wukong exerted force suddenly, actually gripping that temple tightly with both hands.

This is to take you out to see the outside world.

You've been squatting in that pit too long, you've gone stupid from squatting.

I, Lao Sun will give you a return gift!

Sun Wukong let out a wild laugh.

His internal 【Equal Heaven】 Dao Rhythm erupted fully.

He was no longer defending, but attacking.

He dragged that huge temple and actually rammed into Hongjun.

Boom!

The temple smashed onto Hongjun's protective purple light.

Hongjun was knocked flying backward, and his golden blood sprayed all over the ground.

He rolled several times in the void before stabilizing his form.

But as soon as he raised his head,

A gray staff quickly enlarged in his vision.

Bang!

This strike solidly lashed Hongjun's waist.

Hongjun's whole body was whipped into an exaggerated 'C' shape.

The sound of his ribs breaking was unusually piercing in the silent void.

You're getting anxious.

At this moment, Sun Wukong was like a ghost.

He used spatial rifts, constantly flickering around Hongjun.

With each strike, Hongjun's Primordial Source weakened a bit.

Hongjun's originally solid Dharma Body had become somewhat translucent.

Master, save me!

Hongjun actually shouted at that huge black claw.

He no longer cared about the face of the Heavenly Dao's ancestor.

Keep striking.

His eternal Dharma Body is really going to be torn apart by this monkey.

The black claw in the sky also seemed to move in anger.

The rift was torn open again.

Half of a ferocious head emerged from within.

That was a hideous face covered in pus-filled boils and compound eyes.

It opened its mouth.

A stream of black-red, foul-smelling liquid sprayed out.

That was 'source substance' capable of instantly rotting even a Saint.

Sun Wukong's eyes turned cold.

Finally willing to show your head?

He did not go to meet that liquid.

Instead, he twisted his body and actually used Hongjun as a shield, blocking him directly in front of himself.

No!

Hongjun let out a desperate cry.

Those black-red liquids drenched him from head to toe.

Sizzle—

Hongjun's Dharma Body gave rise to rolling thick smoke.

The skin protected by the Heavenly Dao's rules rotted as fast as tofu before this foul-smelling liquid.

Ah—

Hongjun Cànjiào.

He didn't die at Sun Wukong's hands; instead, he was almost poisoned to death by the reinforcements he himself had summoned.

See?

Sun Wukong hid behind, his tone full of disdain.

The big shot you summoned doesn't even regard you as a person.

In its eyes, you're just fertilizer.

Sun Wukong took advantage of Hongjun's moment of losing consciousness from intense pain.

The Golden Cudgel in his hand suddenly became thinner and longer.

Like a spear, it directly pierced Hongjun's shoulder.

「Get lost! 」

Sun Wukong heaved it hard.

He flung the ruined Hongjun beyond a hundred li.

His current target is that huge guy stuck in the rift.

「Hey, big guy. 」

Sun Wukong held the staff, pointing at that monstrous face.

「Your fertilizer has arrived. 」

「Now it's your turn. 」

The nine Dao Seeds within Sun Wukong's body.

They were spinning wildly at this moment.

The attraction they generated actually formed a huge funnel around the new world.

All the escaped energy was sucked right in.

Sun Wukong's aura was growing stronger.

Every second.

The monkey king's phantom behind him grew a bit more solid.

That phantom likewise held a staff in its hand.

It coldly looked down upon all beings.

The owner of that monstrous face seemed to sense the threat.

It tried to retract its claw.

「Want to leave? 」

A flash of killing intent crossed Sun Wukong's eyes.

「Do you think this is your own outhouse, where you can come and go as you please? 」

Sun Wukong thrust the Golden Cudgel into the void backhanded.

「All laws return to the void! 」

He used the forbidden power taught by Bodhi.

The void instantly solidified.

That giant claw, which had been trying to shrink back, was frozen in midair.

Unable to move.

「I happen to need a guardian beast for my home. 」

Sun Wukong stepped step by step toward the rift.

「I think your claw would make a perfect door handle! 」

As soon as Sun Wukong's words fell.

The phantom behind him suddenly raised its staff and smashed it at the immobilized claw.

「Aoo—! 」

A shrill Cànjiào shook the Buddhas of Ling Shan, making them spit blood.

Purplish-black blood gushed forth from the rift.

Hongjun lay in the distance, watching this scene, his eyes full of despair.

He knew.

His rhythm had been completely thrown off.

This monkey truly is no longer on his chessboard.

Not only is he not there,

but he will also swallow his chessboard.