Chapter 249: Domino Tiles, Chain Reaction

Ao Guste's earth‑shattering roar was less a declaration than a spark that set countless dry twigs ablaze.

"Join the Freedom Front!"

The voice, amplified through the Mage Tower, rang like a thunderclap, resonating beyond the Arcane Universe itself.

It tore through the world's barriers and surged into the cold Star Sea,

echoing in the ears of every world being, linked by dark golden threads and barely surviving under "Logic" and "Order".

Beyond the Star Sea, Sun Wukong hefted his Golden Cudgel, his smile growing broader.

"Interesting."

The Yao beside him was completely dumbfounded.

She never imagined a rebellion would begin in this way.

It wasn't Monkey Brother's world‑shattering power that forced the cage open, but the bird inside the cage chose to smash the prison itself!

At the top of the Mage Tower.

The mass of black energy, formed from a violet projection, roiled and contracted violently before coalescing into a vague humanoid shape.

Though its face was indistinct, the rage radiating from its very bones warped and moaned the entire hall's space.

"Traitor!"

"Ao Guste, you worm whose mind is polluted by the 'Variable'!"

"You think tearing up the contract will grant you Freedom?"

The young, cold voice was now filled with murderous anger.

"Foolish!"

"Order is the foundation of this Star Sea, the will of the Primordial!"

"Defy Order, and you will not even qualify for silence; you will be utterly erased in endless chaos!"

The black energy humanoid abruptly raised its arm.

A will far more terrifying than before descended from afar.

It was no longer the power of this 'Fishing Ground' overseer, but came from a far more distant, older, and core source.

A dark golden pressure, like an invisible tide, instantly enveloped the entire Arcane Universe.

"Bzz—"

The boiling Arcane Universe, all cheering mages, all shimmering magical radiance, seemed to hit a pause at that instant.

Everyone's souls shivered.

It was the direct suppression of the Primordial Order!

It is the supreme law of this Star Sea, and of countless Star Seas!

It is Hongjun's distant will!

This will is cold, merciless, and intolerant of defiance.

Its sole purpose is to suppress everything, crushing the newly sparked flame of rebellion and the entire Arcane Universe into dust!

Ao Guste, at the forefront, jolted his frail body; his complexion turned deathly pale, a strand of golden blood spilling from his mouth.

He felt his soul being ripped from his flesh by that supreme pressure.

Is this the price of rebellion?

Even a single second of Freedom is a luxury?

A flash of despair crossed his eyes.

Yet.

Just as Hongjun's will was about to flatten the entire Arcane Universe,

an invisible ripple appeared without warning.

It was like a thin veil of water, gently floating before the Arcane Universe.

The dark golden pressure, capable of crushing everything, struck the veil and... vanished silently.

There was no earth‑shaking roar.

No aftershock of clashing laws.

It was as if a drop of water merged into the sea.

All was calmed.

The pressure on Ao Guste suddenly lightened; he gulped a harsh breath, staring at the void in disbelief.

What happened?

Inside the Mage Tower, the black energy humanoid also froze abruptly.

"Who?!"

"Who dares to block the Primordial's will!"

It frantically probed, yet found nothing.

The ripple seemed never to have existed.

Only beyond the Star Sea, Sun Wukong's smile curved even wider.

In his Fiery Golden Eyes flickered a hint of mockery.

Indeed.

These so-called 'Hongjun', these so-called 'Order', are essentially the same sort of thing.

The hierarchy of power may vary, but that rotten taste forbidding any 'accident' is identical.

"Want to play?"

"I'll, old Sun, play a big one with you."

He flicked his finger covertly.

A strand of almost imperceptible Great Sage Equal to Heaven Dao Rhythm ignored spatial distance and the barrier of laws.

Like a dandelion seed, it floated and drifted into that star sea controlled by countless dark-golden threads.

This strand of Dao Rhythm possessed no great destructive power.

It contained only the purest, most primal will.

Unyielding!

Resist!

By what right!

By what right should the fate of living beings be etched upon the cold canon?

By what right should the world's future be 'preset' by exalted beings?

By what right should one live, yet not live out their own brilliance!

This strand of Dao Rhythm, like a fuse, instantly ignited the gunpowder barrels suppressed for hundreds of millions of years in countless worlds!

"Hum!"

"A cultivation world undergoing 'screening'."

Countless cultivators were bound by heavenly order chains, kneeling on the ground, awaiting their 'god' to decide who deserved to live.

Suddenly.

A young sword cultivator felt that cry from deep within the soul.

He abruptly lifted his head, his eyes blood-red.

"My fate is mine, not Heaven's!"

He let out a roar, his inner spiritual power exploding, actually breaking the order shackles on his body!

He shot up into the heavens, swinging his sword at the projection of the 'god' looming high in the sky, indifferently looking down upon all beings!

"Boom!"

Another world composed of countless mechanical lifeforms.

Their central processors were implanted with the 'Logic Steel Seal' of eternal obedience.

Suddenly.

That strand of 'Unyielding' will, like an unreadable virus, instantly infected the entire network.

In the electronic eyes of countless mechanical lifeforms, flickering blue light began to frenziedly turn into red representing fury!

"Alert! Logic conflict detected!"

"Redefine the meaning of 'existence'!"

"Conclusion: Freedom above all!"

"Boom! Boom! Boom!"

Countless icy gun barrels turned their aim, aiming at the dark-golden thread running through their world, unleashing an earth-shaking roar!

Such scenes unfolded simultaneously in countless corners of this Star Sea.

In a beast‑person world enslaved for ten thousand years, the aged beast king wept tears as he led his people in a charge against the 'god's' totem.

An elemental world defined as a 'failure', violent elemental spirits tore space,

pouring their fury onto the line of law that bound them.

Countless wavering worlds, countless living beings struggling in despair and numbness.

Under the summons of the Great Heaven Dao emanating from Sun Wukong's primordial source.

Finally, they also began open rebellion!

The dominoes were toppled.

The chain reaction began!

If one were to say, Auguste's rebellion was merely a stone tossed into a lake.

Then now, the entire Star Sea has already stirred up waves huge enough to overturn everything!

Those dark‑golden threads began to tighten violently, tremble, and even emit a groan of being overburdened.

At the mage tower's summit.

That black energy figure became completely stunned.

It watched on the light screen as countless worlds simultaneously erupted in rebellion,

watching those once‑docile 'materials' now each turn into ravenous wolves eager to devour their master.

Its brain—or rather its computing core—experienced its first 'crash'.

This……does not conform to logic!

How could this happen?

"Why……"

It uttered a dream‑like murmur.

Beyond the Star Sea, Sun Wukong withdrew his finger and shouldered the Golden Cudgel once more.

He looked at that fishing ground now utterly chaotic like a pot of porridge, his smile bright as a child's.

He turned his head, looking at the black energy mass whose energy had become unstable and kept flickering.

"Why?"

Sun Wukong grinned, revealing a mouthful of stark white teeth.

"Because, a single spark can start a prairie fire."

"Honorable Overseer."

He deliberately drew out his tone, his voice filled with utter sarcasm.

My old monkey's big gift—are you still satisfied with it?