Chapter 301: Master, Behold My Disciple's Methods!

The endless power of Order has completed its final condensation.

All the gray light has fully converged.

A brand‑new figure appeared atop the ruins of Zixiao Palace, and also at the far end of Sun Wukong's sight.

It was an elder clad in a gray Dao robe.

His visage was ancient and crude, like a rock of ten thousand ages, bearing not a trace of expression.

Yet his eyes were hollow as two black holes devouring light.

He simply stood there, quiet and unremarkable.

But the instant he appeared, the entire Multiverse—every sound, every light, every flow of law—came to a complete halt at that moment.

He is Hongjun.

A Hongjun who abandoned his Heavenly Dao identity, burned his own Dao Fruit, existing solely to annihilate Sun Wukong!

Hongjun slowly lifted his eyelids.

Those hollow eyes, for the first time in the true sense, directed all attention,

all power, all murderous intent, and Suǒdìng onto Sun Wukong alone!

King versus King!

At this moment, the entire Universe became the stage for their duel.

There is no longer any contest between "variables" and Fixed Number.

Only, you die!

I live!

Hongjun's figure stepped out from the ruins of Zixiao Palace.

That step spanned endless space and time.

In the next instant, he was already before Sun Wukong, no more than a hundred zhang away!

He looked at Sun Wukong, and on that eternally unchanged face, for the first time, a terribly rigid yet fiercely grim curve appeared.

It was not a smile.

It was a cruel delight of a prey finally having nowhere to flee!

He slowly raised his hand; in his palm was the ultimate condensation of the Universe's Order power,

a divine annihilating light capable of reducing everything to "nothing"!

A voice clearer and more venomous than any before squeezed out of his mouth, word by word.

"Sun Wukong."

"The game is over."

The voice bore no emotion, yet contained an absolute will to end everything.

It seemed that once he spoke, it was truth, it was Fixed Number, it was the destined end for this monkey.

However, answering him was an even more unbridled burst of laughter!

"Ha ha… ha ha ha ha ha!"

Sun Wukong looked to the heavens and laughed wildly, his laughter shaking the frozen surrounding spacetime into ripples.

"I see…"

He abruptly halted his laughter; those eyes blazing with golden flame fixed on Hongjun, and he said, each word deliberate,

"It was a warm‑up; it should end now!"

Before the words finished, the Golden Cudgel in his hand already pointed far toward that overbearing figure!

The fighting spirit, at this moment, rose to its peak!

Yet, in the final instant before the battle began, Sun Wukong's gaze suddenly passed beyond Hongmeng's figure, looking toward the distant rear.

Behind him was Yao.

It was the Dream Ark, guarded by Yao with the Primordial Source of her life.

Within the Ark, each world he personally "modified" was radiating unprecedented vitality.

He could see that in the beast‑folk world, the strongest "Alpha Wolf" had already been born,

leading all tribes, rehearsing the contradictory rule of daytime slaughter and nighttime defense.

He could see in the elf world a prodigiously talented elf mage,

who, after devising a forbidden magic capable of tearing space, voluntarily entered the magical forest, returning his life to the world to maintain energy balance.

He could see that the technological civilization had evolved a brand‑new "Thought Firewall V3.0",

and beneath the hive‑mind shell, they preserved the brightest individual sparks of thought.

These are his "Dao"!

These hope‑filled, contradictory, infinitely possible "Gray Civilizations" are everything he must protect!

Their existence is the loudest slap to Hongjun's black‑or‑white, cold Deathly Silence "Order"!

Sun Wukong's gaze became exceedingly gentle.

Immediately, his thoughts seemed to pierce through eternal spacetime, returning once more to the solitary Heart Study.

He seemed to see that lonely silhouette again.

His Master, Bodhi Patriarch.

After enduring countless failures and witnessing the downfall of innumerable brilliant civilizations, that bone‑deep fatigue and bewilderment.

and, at the final moment, that decisive, unrestrained ferocity!

"To hell with Fixed Number!"

"I'll just create a monkey and let it overturn the heavens!"

Defeat, also No Regret!

Master's silhouette, together with the Vitality‑brimming "Dream Ark" behind it, at this moment slowly overlapped in Sun Wukong's sea of consciousness.

An unprecedented, indescribable surge of heroism and battle will, like a volcano that has been building for billions of years, erupted thunderously from his chest!

At this moment, he is no longer the Yě hóuzi of old who only knew fighting and wreaked havoc in the Heavenly Palace.

He is also not the pilgrim on Xi Xing Lu who felt bewildered and unwilling toward the myriad gods and Buddhas.

He has understood!

He has completely understood!

He is the sole flame of hope that Master Bodhi Patriarch, after enduring endless darkness and solitude, personally ignited!

He is the guardian chosen jointly by the countless "Variable" worlds that, under the Fixed Number, refuse Silent Extinction!

He is the one who dares to swing his club brazenly toward the Universe's ultimate Fixed Number, toward this cold order…

Together! Heaven! Great! Sage!

Boom!

Golden aura surged from each of his pores, forming a sky‑piercing column of light,

and he forcefully repelled Hongjun's terrifying aura capable of crushing the Universe!

His Principle has never been so clear!

His heart has never been so steadfast!

His battle will has never been so pure!

Sun Wukong slowly and deeply inhaled.

In his heart, he solemnly whispered a line toward that eternally imprinted, solitary and magnificent silhouette deep within his Línghún.

"Master…"

"Did you see it?"

"Those paths you could not finish, those worlds you could not protect…"

"Today, disciple will walk them for you!"

"Now watch the disciple…"

"How to act for you, and for all sentient beings…"

"Strike forth a bright cosmos!"

The moment the words fell!

Sun Wukong's figure moved!

Without the slightest hesitation!

Without the slightest doubt!

He transformed entirely into a golden streak that tore through the Universe's dark veil,

a beam that gathered all his will, pride, and protective resolve… the No Regret Light!

He did not choose to defend.

He did not wait for Hongjun to act.

He chose, proactively to meet!

Proactively charging toward that world‑destroying order torrent!

Proactively charging toward the apocalyptic demon representing the Universe's ultimate Fixed Number!

That golden light surged to its extreme!

That golden light also reached absolute resolve!

As if proclaiming to the entire Universe—

Principle, has been spoken.

Now, begin!