Chapter 217: Void Assists, Steadfastly Guarding Against Hongjun!

The huge eyeball covered in red hair slowly turned in the depths of the crack.

The viscous, bloody-smelling aura pressed over like a tide.

Sun Wukong could feel every hair on his body trembling.

This was not because of fear.

It was the body's instinctive alarm when facing a higher-level threat.

But right now he couldn't worry about that ghostly thing behind him.

Hongjun before him was not yet completely dead.

That mass of purplish-red self-destruct energy, although half of it had been pressed back.

But if it is not completely crushed.

This realm will still have to be buried along with it.

"Hold it in for me!"

Sun Wukong gripped the Golden Cudgel tightly with both hands.

The black-gold Dao Seed inside his body was beating wildly.

Just then.

The faint light that had lain dormant at his heart position finally burst open.

That was the true killing move left by his master, the Bodhi Patriarch.

【Void】

This power has no color at all.

The moment it flowed out.

All the surrounding laws actively retreated.

Sun Wukong felt an indescribable coolness spread through his whole body.

The flesh originally scorched black by heavenly fire.

Rapidly grew under the nourishment of that power.

Even tougher than before.

"Master......"

Sun Wukong whispered softly in his heart.

He felt it.

This power carried his master's aura.

That was the ultimate severing.

That was a return to the original tranquility.

"Hongjun, watch closely."

"This is what you have always wanted to seize but could not."

Sun Wukong shouted coldly.

The gray mist from his palm poured directly into Hongjun's core along the staff.

Ziza—

There was no earth-shaking sound.

Only a piercing sound like a hot iron plunged into icy water.

Hongjun let out a miserable, shrill cry.

His withered old face.

Under the shroud of gray mist, it actually began to dissipate bit by bit.

It was not shattering.

But rather being forcibly scooped out from the 'memory' of this world.

Hongjun stared in horror at his own hands.

He was turning transparent.

He was losing the last trace of sensation for these Three Realms.

"No…… This is impossible!"

"Such a means of severing all things simply should not exist in this world!"

Hongjun roared in despair.

He tried to mobilize the remaining Primordial Source to resist.

But before the Void.

All defenses were like a thin sheet of grass paper.

A touch and they were gone.

Sun Wukong seized the opportunity.

He pressed all of his Great Sage Equal to Heaven Dao Rhythm onto the Golden Cudgel.

"Equal Heaven as the lock, Void as the blade!"

"Send this old monkey down to hell!"

He thrust forward violently.

The Golden Cudgel accurately pierced the center of that mass of purplish-red energy.

That was Hongjun's vital gate.

And also the core of the Heavenly Dao Order.

The Primordial Source that had been violently expanding.

At this moment it completely froze.

The power of the void was frenziedly devouring those self-exploding sparks.

Just like a bottomless black hole.

No matter how much power Hongjun unleashed,

it was all devoured clean by this staff.

Hongjun's Dharma body rapidly withered.

The giant who once stood heaven-high and earth-firm,

in the blink of an eye turned into a withered old man over three feet tall.

The vitality in his eyes was fading.

Replaced by endless Deathly Silence.

「This old monkey has said it before. 」

「This day, it's time to change how we live. 」

Sun Wukong held the staff with one hand.

Like driving a nail, he firmly nailed Hongjun in the void.

The Equal Heaven Path turned into countless black-gold chains.

Following the wound, they drilled into Hongjun's body.

Binding his three hun and seven po tightly.

This is the suppression of the variable.

It is also a judgment upon the Fixed Number.

「Hou Ge, take over! 」

Yao shouted from afar.

Her seven-colored Illusory Dream Dao had already been unfurled.

Sky-filling light specks fell where the laws were about to shatter.

She was mending.

She was cooperating with Sun Wukong to receive this vast inheritance.

Those authorities originally belonging to the old Heaven.

were being swiftly devoured by Sun Wukong's new world.

Sun Wukong could feel it.

Behind him, the newly born Mount Huaguo.

At this moment, it was undergoing a qualitative change.

The sky became higher.

The earth became thicker.

The living beings dwelling within it.

Each of their cultivations kept creeping upward.

This is a forcible plunder.

Moreover, it is the replacement between two eras.

「Sun Wukong……you cannot win……」

Hongjun's voice was extremely feeble.

He tilted his head, gazing at the rift in the heavenly canopy.

「You have no idea what kind of monster is locked in there……」

「I have guarded for so many years…… merely the warden of this prison……」

「Now I shall disperse…… the prison gate…… opens……」

A strange smile appeared at the corner of Hongjun's mouth.

That was the gratification of successful revenge.

Sun Wukong furrowed his brow.

He paid no heed to Hongjun's threats.

He pushed the Golden Cudgel further in by three cun.

「That is something this old monkey will have to worry about later. 」

「You old coot, you'd better go keep company with the living beings you killed. 」

The light of the void suddenly blazed bright.

The last trace of Hongjun's Primordial Source was completely stripped away.

A crystal-clear bead, flashing with a faint purple light, was peeled out.

That was the Heavenly Dao Primordial Source Pearl.

It was also the accumulation of billions of years of the Three Realms.

Sun Wukong opened his mouth and inhaled.

He directly swallowed that bead into his belly.

The entire new world let out a joyous resonance at that moment.

All the laws were dancing.

The originally faint world barrier.

At this moment it completely solidified.

It turned into an indestructible black-gold light curtain.

Done.

Sun Wukong felt a sense of freedom unlike anything before.

That was the feeling of having all the threads on his body completely cut off.

From now on.

Nothing could make him kneel again.

Nothing could determine his death any longer.

He stood in the void.

Although his body was covered in wounds.

Although his breath was a little unsteady.

But that kind of pressure.

It caused the Six-Eared Macaque watching from afar to collapse on the spot.

"It's over…… completely over……"

The Six-Eared Macaque muttered.

He looked at the back of the one holding the staff.

He knew.

In this lifetime of his.

He wasn't even worthy to hold this monkey's shoes.

Sun Wukong slowly turned around.

His gaze.

It passed over Yao.

It passed over the Six-Ears.

It was directly nailed onto that pitch-black fissure.

Inside, that red-furred eyeball stared fixedly at him.

Around that eyeball.

Countless strands of red hair covered in black spots were growing wildly.

They thrust out like long snakes.

Trying to find a point to descend upon.

The foul smell grew stronger.

One could even hear the muffled sound of claws scraping the wall.

That sound.

The sound made people's skulls feel like they would burst.

"You've been staring there for half a day, aren't you tired?"

Sun Wukong shouldered his golden cudgel.

He stuck out his thumb.

He pointed it at his own nose.

"Whether it's red fur or green fur."

"If you want to enter the Three Realms, you gotta ask my old Sun's staff first."

"Come out!"

Sun Wukong roared at the fissure.

His voice carried the invincible aura of having just defeated Hongjun.

The eyeball in the fissure suddenly shrank.

Immediately after.

A giant face covered in sores squeezed into the fissure's entrance.

That face.

It had no skin.

It was all pulsing granulation tissue.

Its mouth slowly split open.

It revealed two rows of teeth made of countless skulls.

"Great Sage Equal to Heaven……"

"What a…… fine title……"

That voice.

It sounded like countless wronged spirits weeping at once.

"Eat you……"

"Then I could…… fully return……"

A black-red-furred hand.

It shot out from the fissure.

Five fingers.

Each was as thick as a star.

It bore a momentum that aimed to crush the entire Three Realms.

It violently grabbed at Sun Wukong's head.

The void at that moment exploded directly into Debris.

Before that palm even fell.

The ground beneath Sun Wukong's feet had already begun a massive collapse.

But he did not retreat.

Instead, he twisted his mouth into an unusually wild grin.

"Want to eat old Sun?"

"My bones are hard; don't shatter your rotten teeth!"

Sun Wukong leapt upward.

The Golden Cudgel in his hand traced a beam of light stretching ten thousand li across the air.

Bearing the great force that merges the two realms.

Against that massive hand.

He cleaved down fiercely.

Boom—

This collision.

Made the Three Realms' fissure, which had already closed by almost half,

tear open a huge wound once again.

Endless deathly aura.

Through the fissure.

It surged in wildly.

The color of the Three Realms.

At this moment.

Turned into a despair‑inducing dark red.

At the center of that dark red.

Sun Wukong's roar.

Remained clearly audible.

"Six-Ears, look closely!"

"This is the master you've been looking for!"

"Old Sun will chop off his pig's trotter today for a drink!"

Sun Wukong's silhouette.

Was completely engulfed by the endless black smoke.

Yao in the distance.

Watched the sky curtain constantly collapsing.

Her palms were drenched in cold sweat.

She could feel.

The real trouble.

Had only just begun.

Hongjun is dead.

But this calamity of the Three Realms

seems to have only reached the first act.

In that pitch‑black depth.

A broken red strand.

Silently drifted toward the Six-Eared Macaque sprawled in the distance.

Six-Ears' expression.

From despair.

Gradually turned into a strange frenzy.

He reached out.

Grasped that red strand.

Then.

Pressed it into his own brow.

"Hehe…"

"Great Sage…"

"I can also…"

Six-Ears' body.

Began in an extremely disgusting manner.

Rapidly expanding.

The sound of skin tearing.

In the Deathly Silence void.

Appeared unusually clear.

Sun Wukong is still locked in a deadlock with that big hand.

He hasn't noticed yet.

The lowly loser behind him.

Is turning into a new nightmare.