Chapter 269: The Chessboard Shatters, the Old Dog Goes Mad

Inside the Zi Xiao Gong.

Deathly stillness.

That eternal indifference finally shattered.

Hóngjūn Dàozǔ suddenly opened his eyes.

In the depths of his eyes.

What was reflected was no longer the stars of the heavens.

but countless severed threads of cause and effect.

That was his order.

That was his Dao.

Now, they are all broken.

"Enforcer..."

"How..."

"Annihilated?"

His voice was hoarse and parched.

Each word carried a nauseating stench of blood.

Those tens of thousands of Enforcers were the blades forged from his painstaking effort.

They were also the cornerstone keeping this universe running.

Now the cornerstone has shattered.

Not a fragment remains.

Hongjun's body trembled.

It was not Fear Heart Demon.

It was anger.

It was the extreme fury of having one's dignity repeatedly trampled by an ant.

He reached out his hand.

His fingertips glowed with a bluish-black light.

He tried to use the authority of the Heavenly Dao to reorganize these broken laws.

"Gather... for me!"

Boom—

The spiritual qi of heaven and earth surged wildly toward the Zi Xiao Gong.

The chains of order attempted to reweave themselves.

But at the edge of the Chaos Star Sea,

the garbled code of the Dream Realm Battlefield still shone brightly.

That is the true virus.

Once contaminated,

his order becomes a joke.

"Useless..."

"How useless?"

Hongjun stared fixedly at that mass of chaos.

His face was so dark it seemed water could drip from it.

The computational power he prided himself on became useless baggage at this moment.

Because he could not calculate,

he could not figure out where that monkey got such a sinister method.

"That monkey..."

"What in the world is it!"

He let out a roar.

The dome of the Zi Xiao Gong exploded with a boom!

The Heavenly Dao Law fell into utter chaos.

Originally, the myriad living beings who knelt beneath the starry sky, praying for order to descend,

in this instant,

lost all their bonds.

They raised their heads.

They saw the collapsing Zi Xiao Gong.

They also saw the lofty Dao Ancestor, now thrown into utter confusion by a mere monkey.

"Dao Ancestor... can he go mad?"

A living being whispered.

This whisper, passing through the Dream Realm Battlefield, entered Hongjun's sea of consciousness.

"Who!"

"Who dares to speak of me!"

Hongjun snapped his head around.

His gaze, like a blade, swept across the Star Sea.

Those living beings who dared to raise their heads and peek instantly turned into blood mist.

But he can kill people.

But he cannot kill people's hearts.

That seed of doubt has already been planted.

That is something more terrifying than death.

It is "Unyielding".

"Very good."

"Since you seek death."

"Then I will grant you your wish."

Hongjun slowly rose to his feet.

From his robe sleeves flowed a stream of pitch-black death qi.

That death qi carried a strong stench of decay.

Carrying the remnants of the old era.

He no longer deduced.

Nor did he desire any chessboard anymore.

This feeling is too stifling.

He wanted to kill.

He wanted to refine the entire Star Sea into ash.

"Convey my decree."

His voice pierced the void and directly Ěrbiān zhà xiǎng in the ears of all remaining Heavenly Dao apostles.

"Remove all disguises."

"Open that door."

"No need to hide anymore."

"Since this world is overrun with poisonous weeds..."

"Then let's burn it clean with one fire!"

In the distant depths of the Star Sea.

Sun Wukong still shouldered the Golden Cudgel.

The rocks beneath his feet, unable to bear the lingering resonance of the Equal Heaven Path, were slowly melting.

He didn't care.

He only stared toward the direction of the Zi Xiao Gong.

He could feel it.

That old thing is getting anxious.

"How?"

"You can't afford to play anymore?"

"Old Zamao, where is your previous composure?"

"Keep playing chess!"

Sun Wukong snorted.

His voice was not loud, yet extremely arrogant.

Yao stood beside him.

But her complexion was somewhat unsightly.

Her eyes, which could peek into the dreams of all realms, were now fixed intently on the edge of the void.

"Wukong."

"Something's not right."

"Hongjun, that old thing, what is he opening?"

"A very dirty smell..."

"It's coming over."

Sun Wukong restrained his smile.

He slightly narrowed his eyes, looking toward that direction.

That is the darkest corner of the Star Sea.

There, it is called the "Old Era Prison".

It was a dead land that Hongjun had specially opened up to suppress the Chaotic Demon God.

Inside were all monsters abandoned by the Heavenly Dao.

Now.

Hongjun actually opened the door on his own initiative?

"Heh."

"Is this a plan to kill with a borrowed knife?"

"Or maybe this old dog finally doesn't want to be human anymore, wants to directly overturn the table?"

Sun Wukong gripped the Golden Cudgel tightly.

His joints cracked.

He felt it.

That aura is rapidly approaching.

That is not any kind of spell.

Nor is it any kind of power of order.

That is a pure, utterly irrational desire for slaughter.

Stronger than the rulers.

Even more bizarre than the master of the Star Sea.

Hey, good timing.

Old Sun says his hands aren't hot enough.

Yao, stay back.

Today, we'll give that old feathered fool a lesson.

Let him know what a true 'variable' is!

Sun Wukong's body blazed with golden light.

His Equal Heaven Path began to resonate violently with this Star Sea.

He did not retreat.

Instead, he stepped forward.

With each step he took, the void trembled.

In the distance.

That dust‑sealed door, closed for billions of years, finally revealed a crack.

Inside that door.

There was no light.

Only endless, writhing flesh.

Hongjun stood in the Zi Xiao Gong.

Watching that door open, a strange smile appeared on his face.

He did not need to win.

He only needed to destroy all of this.

Since this monkey has become a destroyer.

Then let him face the most disgusting garbage in the universe.

The existence behind the door has awakened.

That is a mass that cannot be defined.

It has no shape.

It has no logic.

All it does is consume.

When its aura touched the Star Sea,

The whole world began to wail.

Those living beings who had been cheering for freedom instantly felt a shudder in their souls.

This is a calamity that could overturn the heavens.

This is not a war.

This is a one‑sided massacre.

Sun Wukong stared at that rift.

The Golden Cudgel in his hand suddenly emitted a happy hum.

It seemed to crave this battle as well.

Come on.

Let Old Sun take a look.

What the hell are you, you disgusting fish and shrimp!

The rift tore completely open.

A withered, chain‑wrapped giant hand reached out from behind the door.

Wherever that hand passed,

stars withered and myriad paths turned to ash.

Sun Wukong hesitated not at all.

He flashed, turned into a golden bolt, and slammed straight into it!

Boom!

The clash of the two forces

overturned half of the Star Sea!

In this chaos,

the monster's true form finally squeezed halfway out of the darkness.

It was an enormous face, stitched together.

On that face appeared the likeness of Hongjun.

It also carried the aura of the erased 'Ji'.

And it bore the grudges of countless fallen demon gods.

It looked toward Sun Wukong.

It let out a hoarse, despairing monster laugh.

"Found it……"

"Sweet……"

"A variable."

That voice drove the laws of the entire Star Sea to the brink of collapse in an instant!

This is absolutely not a normal living being!

What on earth is this monster?

Hongjun that old dog, in order to win, actually unleashed something like this!

Sun Wukong's eyes filled with surging killing intent.

No matter what this thing is.

As long as it dares to stand in his way.

Then smash it to pieces!

Just at this critical moment.

Sun Wukong's heart suddenly jumped.

Because he felt.

Inside this monster's body.

There was actually an extremely familiar aura.

That is……

Master's aura!

No.

More precisely.

It is the Primordial Source of 'Void' that Master sealed away!

This monster.

Could it be a……defective product left behind by Master?

Just as this thought arose.

Sun Wukong's blood boiled throughout his body.

If that is truly the case.

Then it shows.

The truth of this battle is far more cruel than what he sees!

And at this moment.

That huge stitched monster had already raised its hand.

Countless black iron chains, like tentacles, instantly sealed off all of Sun Wukong's retreat.

"Monkey……"

"Hand over your Dao."

"Give it up!"

The iron chains shuttled, emitting a piercing screech.

Space shattered directly.

This strike is not merely a physical attack.

It is stripping away Sun Wukong's Equal Heaven Path!

"You want it?"

Sun Wukong grinned.

He laughed wildly, he laughed madly.

He didn't just not dodge.

Instead, he actively charged toward those iron chains!

"Then trade your life for it!"

He smashed down with his staff!

This staff carried Equal Heaven, Void, and Yao's Illusory Dream!

It gathered all of his Dao!

He forcibly smashed a path through the sky-covering iron chains!

Two extreme concepts violently collided in mid-air.

The Star Sea, at this moment.

Boiled over completely!

Hongjun stared fixedly at the battlefield.

He wanted to see Sun Wukong torn apart.

But just then.

Inside the monster's body, a faint sigh suddenly sounded.

That voice was incredibly familiar.

Incredibly……gentle.

"Disciple."

"Dodge."

Sun Wukong's whole body shuddered!

This sound!

This is... Bodhi!