Chapter 268: Sun Wukong Ambushes, the Enforcer Squad Falls

Deep in the Star Sea.

Tens of thousands of enforcers formed a high-dimensional strike squadron, steadily advancing through the void.

They had no emotions.

No fear.

Nor any warmth of the living.

Each enforcer was an extension of Hongjun's order.

Their sole mission:

To cleanse variables.

To exterminate any living being that does not conform to the Heavenly Dao's rules.

This elite unit, codename: Reapers.

They had just emerged from the ruins of a civilization sentenced to 'logic collapse'.

In their hands were the Law Blades personally forged by Hongjun.

As long as this blade falls, regardless of the opponent's realm, they will be severed from existence.

The leading enforcer captain mechanically scanned the space ahead.

Its core system displayed.

The dreamscape realm altered by Sun Wukong presented an indecipherable gray.

"Alert: An unidentified concept region detected ahead."

"Order: That region disrupts order stability."

"Forced eradication."

The icy voice echoed through all enforcer channels.

Tens of thousands of enforcers simultaneously raised their spears.

Ethereal blue energy wildly converged at the spear tips.

This was a lethal technique capable of severing causality and shattering souls.

They did not realize it.

At the edge of this region, an invisible net had already been spread.

Sun Wukong sat on a floating rock.

Hefting the Golden Cudgel in his hand, his eyes flashed with a violent red gleam.

Yao stood at his side, her body suffused with a faint gleam of illusory dream.

"They're here."

Yao spoke softly, her tone devoid of any inflection.

Sun Wukong grinned, baring his bone-white teeth.

"Good that they came."

"This old monkey's hands are itching."

The words fell.

Sun Wukong's Golden Cudgel struck the void with a sudden blow!

Thud!

A dull, heavy boom, as if striking the hearts of all beings.

The once tranquil Star Sea space instantly collapsed.

Countless strange symbols emerged from the void.

Those lofty enforcer squadrons continued flying along their preset course.

But the next second.

The scenery around them underwent a drastic change.

The sky turned into a surging purple ocean.

The ground became a metallic forest that constantly grew and withered.

Logic, completely failed.

"Logic operation error!"

"Path deviation!"

"Detected illusory dimension covering, request……forced disengagement!"

The once neat enforcer squadrons fell into utter chaos.

Their proud calculation system, in this dreamscape battlefield, was thoroughly thrown into the gutter.

Some enforcers, clearly aiming forward,

their spears, inexplicably, stabbed their own comrades.

Some enforcers tried to maintain formation.

As a result, the next second, its legs turned into a clump of delicate flowers.

The leading enforcer captain's core program emitted a sharp alarm.

It frantically tried to mobilize the power of order, seeking to suppress this dreamscape.

But it discovered.

The rules here were personally devised by Yao.

Within Yao's domain.

Hongjun's order isn't worth a fart.

Sun Wukong gave them no chance to react.

He sprang to his feet from the rock.

His body turned into a golden stream of light, charging straight into the heart of the Honkai army's formation.

"These brainless puppets!"

"You all go die for Old Monkey Sun!"

The Golden Cudgel bore the unmatched Great Sage Equal to Heaven Dao Rhythm.

It came down with a booming swing!

That strike had no fancy moves.

Only pure power.

And the arrogance that sought to pierce the heavens.

Where the golden light swept.

Hundreds, even thousands of Honkai warriors had no time to make any defensive move.

Their bodies, along with the lawful armor they prided themselves on, were smashed into powder!

Not only did their bodies perish.

Even the traces of their "existence" were completely erased by the power of the Golden Cudgel.

They didn't even get a chance at reincarnation!

One sweep finished.

Sun Wukong, still unsatisfied, backhanded another horizontal sweep.

"Crack!"

The entire dream battlefield trembled with his movements.

That was the perfect collision of power and rules.

The will of "rebellion" contained in the Equal Heaven Path erupted to the utmost at this moment.

Each fallen Honkai warrior provided nourishment for this extreme violence.

Their dissipating energy turned into colorful butterflies in the dream realm.

They swirled around Sun Wukong.

This scene.

It was beautiful in its cruelty, and wildly astonishing!

Far away in the Zi Xiao Palace, Hongjun spat out a mouthful of essence blood.

He watched helplessly as the elite he had painstakingly crafted.

Was mowed down like wheat by Sun Wukong in that damned dreamscape, slaughtered en masse.

"Trash!"

"All trash!"

Hongjun's voice roared within the Zi Xiao Palace.

It was a rare loss of composure for him after ages.

Because he sensed.

The final data transmitted back by the tens of thousands of Honkai warriors before their deaths.

It was not fear.

Nor was it rebellion.

But rather a kind of... bewilderment toward the "uncontrollable."

The order they prided themselves on proved utterly fragile before Sun Wukong's power.

Sun Wukong was not merely killing.

He was trampling the uncrossable chasm in Hongjun's heart.

"Not enough."

Sun Wukong stood amid a pile of scrap iron.

His Golden Cudgel still dripped with the cold blood of the Honkai.

He lifted his head; his Fiery Golden Eyes seemed to pierce the boundary of the dream battlefield.

He fixed his gaze on the illusory Zi Xiao Palace direction.

He grinned.

That smile was wildly unrestrained.

"Old fogey!"

"You aren't fond of sending people to die, are you?"

"Send more!"

"My old Sun's staff hasn't smashed enough yet!"

Beyond the battlefield, the Star Sea fell into an eerie silence.

Those hidden observers in the dark all drew a cold breath.

What did they see?

A supreme existence that venerates the Fixed Number was given a resounding slap by a wild monkey using the most primitive violence.

The harvest force representing "Order Cleansing" was completely annihilated.

This was not merely a gap in strength.

This was an ideological crushing.

Inside the Zi Xiao Gong, a dead aura hung heavy.

Hongjun slowly wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth.

In his cold, indifferent eyes, a killing intent unlike any before shone for the first time.

He discovered.

He had constantly underestimated this Sun Wukong.

Or rather,

He had always underestimated the destructive power that a "variable" could bring.

Since the board had been overturned,

Since the rules had been trampled,

Then this game need not be continued.

He rose slowly.

From the cuffs of his wide Dao robe surged a black dead aura.

That aura bore a striking resemblance to the destructive will of the "Lord of the End."

"Transmit the order."

Hongjun's voice showed no fluctuation.

It carried a suffocating chill.

"Abandon all order."

"Abandon all disguise."

"Open for me that Heaven beyond Heaven's 'Ancient Prison.'"

"Since this Star Sea can no longer contain variables..."

"Then let it..."

"Descend wholly into Deathly Silence."

At that command,

the rules of the entire Star Sea twisted instantly.

An unprecedented, extremely ancient and evil aura.

From the place called "Ancient Prison," a thunderous awakening erupted.

It was not merely an attack aimed at Sun Wukong.

It was a cataclysmic calamity targeting the entire Universe!

And on the Dream Realm battlefield,

Sun Wukong's heart leapt suddenly.

A strong sense of crisis surged straight to his mind.

Instinctively, he looked toward Yao.

Yao's complexion also grew solemn.

The Illusory Dream Light Belt in her hand seemed to sense an even more terrifying presence and began to pulse wildly.

"Wukong."

"Something... has awakened."

"Ten thousand times more nauseating than Hongjun."

Sun Wukong gripped the Golden Cudgel tightly.

That dangerous feeling made every pore on his body open.

It was not Fear Heart Demon.

It was excitement!

He could feel a truly massive being charging toward them.

Even Hongjun recoiled from that thing!

He laughed loudly, Jīnguāng bàozhàng.

"Well timed!"

"Whether it's a ghost or a god, it matters not!"

"Dare to stand before old Sun Wukong!"

"Smash it all to pieces!"

However,

A sudden anomaly erupted!

A black lightning that tore the heavens ripped open the Dream Realm battlefield's defense.

Immediately after,

An incomprehensibly huge face slowly emerged within the fissure.

It was a monster composed entirely of countless twisted, suffering human faces.

Each expression roared madly.

Its voice did not belong to this world.

"Found you..."

"The one... who defied the cycle..."

"Little Monkey."

With the monster's appearance,

The entire Dream Realm battlefield began to crumble.

Hongjun's command took effect.

The deepest Fear Heart Demon has arrived.

Moreover, the target is aimed directly at Sun Wukong!