Chapter 228: A Feint Thrust, Silent Extinction Erodes!

That trembling sound originated from the Golden Cudgel's Primordial Source.

It seemed as if the flame about to be extinguished in its master's heart had scorched it, letting out an unwilling roar!

This Divine Iron knows nothing of an end, nor of destiny.

It only knows that from the moment it was pulled from the East Sea Dragon Palace by this monkey before it,

its mission is to follow its master and smash every enemy that blocks the way!

No matter what Heavenly Dao you claim!

No matter what end you claim!

Unyielding, then fight!

This ultimate "Unyielding" surged along Sun Wukong's arm and slammed into the sea of consciousness that was about to be drowned by a sense of belonging!

"Buzz!"

Sun Wukong's scattered gaze suddenly hardened!

Indeed!

Who am I, old Sun?

I am the Great Sage Equal to Heaven Sun Wukong!

I am the stone monkey who would rather be pressed beneath Wǔxíng Shān for five hundred years than bow his head!

I am the reckless monkey who, knowing it is a dead end, still fights up to the heavens!

What is the Master's Dao, does it matter?

What is the end point of this chess game, does it matter?

I, old Sun, only trust the staff in my hand!

"Silence! Stop spreading demonic words to the crowd!"

A thunderous roar that seemed to split the heavens erupted from Sun Wukong's throat!

That will of the Way of the Equal Heaven, capable of making ten thousand Dao submit,

no longer confused, no longer wavering, transformed into the most ferocious black‑gold flame, soaring into the sky!

He forcibly suppressed the tumultuous doubts and unease in his heart.

Even if all this is true, so what!

Even if the Master's Dao truly is the end, so what!

The path I, old Sun, walk is the one I chose myself!

Whoever defines my end, I will smash their head!

"Give me, old Sun… break!"

Sun Wukong's eyes turned blood‑red, with no reservation, pouring his lifelong will,

the supreme power that broke free from destiny and shattered the Heavenly Dao, fully infused into the Golden Cudgel!

He stepped forward, his form becoming a black‑gold lightning that tore through Blank,

carrying the torrent of "variables" from the entire new world, straight at the true form of Silence!

This strike, purer than when striking Hongjun!

This strike, more decisive than the opening of heaven and earth!

This is his declaration of war against his own Dao Heart!

However, faced with this supreme blow that could make even the Chaos Realm tremble,

Silence, however, does not flash nor evade.

On his vague visage, no emotion could even be discerned.

He simply stood there quietly, slowly spreading his arms.

That posture was like an embrace, yet also like a greeting.

In the next instant!

Sun Wukong's Golden Cudgel, gathered with all his power, fiercely pierced Silence's chest!

But…

There was no tactile sensation of hitting a solid form!

No blood!

No thunderous crash of laws shattering!

The Golden Cudgel was as if it pierced through a shadow, stabbing into a realm of true void!

That power capable of destroying everything was like a mud ox entering the sea, raising not even a ripple, then vanished without a trace.

Silence's figure, at the instant the Golden Cudgel passed through his body, was like smoke scattered by wind,

transforming into countless black particles, merging into this absolute Blank realm.

He vanished.

Sun Wukong kept the stance of swinging the staff, the whole monkey froze in place.

The feeling of having used all his strength yet striking emptily made his chest feel so suffocated it was about to explode!

"Watch out! Wukong!"

Yao's startled cry rang behind him, filled with unprecedented terror!

"He didn't flee! Nor did he die!"

"This is an advanced application of the Silent Extinction Path, he… he merged himself into this realm of 'Nothing'!"

"Here, he is! He is here!"

Before the words even finished!

Sun Wukong only felt an indescribable chill, frantically pouring into his body along that void-striking Golden Cudgel!

This chill was not a cold of temperature.

Rather, it was an absolute Deathly Silence emanating from the level of 'existence'!

Sun Wukong's body stagnated at that moment.

It was not being bound by law, nor suppressed by power.

Rather, it was… a kind of 'stop' arising from deep within his Primordial Source.

It seemed as if a supreme voice issued a command in his soul: 'You should not exist.'

Immediately after, an unprecedented sense of terror swept over him!

He felt… his five viscera and six bowels were vanishing!

Not torn apart, not corroded.

Rather, it was as if an invisible eraser was gradually wiping him off the canvas of existence!

First a blood vessel, then a piece of flesh, and then… his heart, which had once devoured the Primordial Source of the Heavenly Dao, strong and fierce!

All were moving toward 'annihilation' at a slow yet irreversible pace.

This is not an attack!

This is eradication!

It is to return him to nothingness from the root of existence!

'Equal Heaven, you are ultimately a variable.'

The sound of Silence came from all directions.

From above, from below, from left, from right.

From every corner of this 'Blank' realm, from every inch of space within Sun Wukong's body, it sounded simultaneously.

That voice had no emotional fluctuation, like the eternal cold rule of the cosmic background.

'Struggle is meaningless.'

'Everything you have done, the world you have created, merely added unnecessary noise to this Chaos.'

'Now the noise has ended.'

'Return to where you belong.'

'Return… into the embrace of the End.'

'No!'

Sun Wukong gritted his teeth until they shattered!

He frantically activated the Way of the Equal Heaven, trying to use that indomitable will to redefine his own 'existence'!

Black-gold Dao Rhythm burned wildly within his body, resisting that silent, soundless 'erasure' force!

But this is too hard!

This Silence Extinction Power is more troublesome than Hongjun's Heavenly Dao! More bizarre!

Hongjun's Heavenly Dao is order, rules, a tangible cage that Sun Wukong can smash with his staff!

But this 'End' force is 'nothing'!

It has no substance, no form, it is everywhere!

How can you oppose 'non-existence' itself?!

Sun Wukong felt his power being rapidly depleted.

Each time he re-'created' an inch of flesh, that Silence Extinction Power would 'erase' it again.

This is like a mortal trying to carve his name onto an endless waterfall!

Futile, and desperate.

What made him even more chilled to the bone was!

Those few Void Seeds belonging to his Master within his body, at this moment, not only did not help him resist!

Instead, they seemed to have found their ultimate destination, emitting waves of joyful resonance!

They were actively welcoming the erosion of that Silence Extinction Power!

They were helping the enemy, undermining their own master!

'Do you see it?'

The sound of Silence carried a hint of ultimate judgment.

'Even your Dao longs to return.'

'What are you still insisting on?'

Sun Wukong's consciousness began to blur.

Under attack from within and without, his proud Dao Heart first showed a crack.

Could it be… that he was really mistaken?

Could it be that everything Old Monkey Sun did was really just… a farce?