Chapter 313: King vs King, the Final Battle!

The entire multiverse is collapsing toward a single point!

Light!

Endless streams of golden light, like a hundred rivers returning to the sea!

They are forcibly drawn from every world abandoned by Hongjun, from every inch of authority he has forsaken!

Then, they surge forth, covering sky and earth, toward that lofty figure standing at the edge of the Star Sea!

Hongjun!

His form is wildly expanding in a way beyond imagination, beyond comprehension!

Ten thousand zhang!

One hundred thousand zhang!

One million zhang!

Ten million zhang!

Soon his form surpasses any star system in size, any celestial body in majesty!

He has become the center of the universe.

The sole center!

What converges is the primordial source of the entire Order Grand Dao!

It is all the Dao Fruits Hongjun has accumulated over countless eons!

He burns everything!

He abandons everything!

All for this, the final and only strike!

Sun Wukong watches silently.

He can feel how terrifying that power is.

It is a pure, unreasoning, absolute overwhelming of sheer quantity!

Hongjun's figure blurs in the endless divine light, yet becomes utterly clear.

He is no longer a concrete form; he is a golden ocean, a sea of death forged from ultimate order!

And in the deepest part of that ocean, a pair of eyes slowly opens.

In those eyes, the former cold and deathly silence are gone.

Also gone is the aloof indifference of the Heavenly Dao's sovereign.

Only... pure madness remains!

A madness that seeks to drag everything before it, together with this disagreeable universe, into eternal oblivion!

"Wukong!"

Yao's voice comes from behind, trembling uncontrollably.

That pressure, merely a ripple, makes her "Dream Ark" groan under the strain, as if it might break apart at any moment.

Sun Wukong does not turn back.

He knows that behind him, Yao has exerted her utmost, pulling the gray civilization that had just taken root in the real universe back into the ark.

Then, steering that lone vessel bearing countless hopes, she retreats to the edge of the Star Sea.

She withdraws to a relatively safe distance.

She knows.

The coming battle is no longer something she can intervene in.

She doesn't even have the qualification to watch.

She would die.

Just a single glance would tear her divine soul to shreds from the collision of those two ultimate Daos!

"Take care of them."

Sun Wukong's voice is very calm, utterly without ripple.

"Mm!"

Yao replies heavily, but tears spill out uncontrollably.

She grits her teeth, forces herself not to look at that resolute back, steers the ark into a stream of light, and vanishes into the darkness' end.

In the Star Sea, only Sun Wukong remains.

One person.

He alone faces Hongjun's final form, which seems poised to devour the entire universe.

He turns his head, grinning toward the direction Yao vanished.

That smile is radiant, confident.

As if saying, "Don't worry, I'll be back."

Then he resolutely turns around.

His eyes, burning with golden flame, once again meet that golden sea of death!

Alone?

No.

Sun Wukong has never felt himself so... powerful!

He is no longer alone!

He can clearly feel it.

Behind him, within the distant Dream Ark.

Those tens of thousands, who have just been reborn, who have just ignited the spark of "self" of the "Gray Civilization".

Their tiny yet incredibly resilient wills are converging into a river!

That will is filled with a yearning for "Freedom"!

It is filled with longing for "Hope"!

It is filled with the most primal "Resistance" against Hongjun's cold order!

The wills of these countless living beings, spanning endless time and space, continuously flow into his Way of the Equal Heaven that stretches across the Star Sea!

His Dao is surging!

His power is sublimating!

He can feel it even more.

Deep within his own spirit, in the "Heart Study" that is forever open to him.

That Master who has been lonely for billions of years.

Those countless failed simulations still inscribed the stubborn obsession of "Defeat, Yet No Regret"!

It now becomes his most solid backing!

Becoming the flame that never extinguishes within his Dao Heart!

"Master……"

Sun Wukong murmurs softly in his heart.

"Disciple, I understand."

Hongjun, who has gathered the power of the entire Fixed Number Universe, represents the past, represents that cold, unchanging eternity.

And I, old Sun!

I bear the future of all "Variable" worlds!

I represent rebirth! I represent that brilliant future full of infinite possibilities!

This is no longer a battle between him and Hongjun alone.

This is the ultimate clash of two "Dao"s!

It is the final decisive battle that unfolds between two completely different routes concerning the Universe's future!

No one is right or wrong.

Only who lives, who dies!

The victor will define the future of this Universe!

The loser, together with his "Dao", will be completely erased from the river of time!

He has comprehended all this.

The last stray thought in Sun Wukong's heart also dissipates like smoke.

In its place is an unprecedented clarity!

It is an unprecedented, soaring battle spirit!

"Come on!"

He lets out an earth‑shattering roar!

That voice is no longer his alone!

Within that voice are the cries of countless living beings!

There are the defiant roars of innumerable worlds!

And also his Master's resolute obsession of "Defeat, Yet No Regret"!

As if responding to his battle cry!

That golden Sea of Death erupted completely!

Hongjun slowly raised his hand.

One hand.

A massive hand, formed from the Primordial Source of the entire Fixed Number Universe and countless pure "Order" runes, indescribable in words!

That hand appeared at the far end of the Star Sea.

It slowly opened.

Within his palm.

A spear is slowly coalescing.

The spear's entire body shines with a gold hue deeper than a black hole.

Countless profoundly mysterious law divine chains entwine the spear shaft.

Each divine chain represents a "absolutely correct" truth defined by him!

Spear of Order Judgment!

It is the ultimate execution device Hongjun, as the Heavenly Dao, uses to judge all "heretics"!

At this moment, he sacrifices everything of his to this spear!

Where the spear tip points, cause and effect collapse! Ten thousand Dao become void!

At the moment the spear takes shape.

An ultimate edge capable of piercing through eternity and returning the Multiverse to Chaos Realm!

It locks onto Sun Wukong with deadly precision!

Sun Wukong smiled.

He smiled with unparalleled delight!

He can feel his Golden Cudgel trembling violently in his hand!

That is not fear!

That is excitement!

It is the excitement of meeting a worthy opponent, the ultimate excitement!

This Golden Cudgel that has accompanied him his whole life, following him to Jiǔtiān and down to the Nine Netherworlds, has shattered countless mythic Tiěbàng!

At this moment, it also seemed to feel the master's overwhelming battle intent!

It is yearning!

Craving a thrilling, exhilarating battle!

Yearning to prove its existence with one most glorious collision!

Hum—

A loud, ringing sound, like the heaven-shaking dragon chant of myriad dragons chanting together, erupted explosively from the body of the Golden Cudgel!

Golden flames shot up to the heavens!

Sun Wukong gripped the Tiěbàng in his hand, raising it high above his head!

His golden pupils fiercely collided with the distant judgment spear pointing at him in the void!

Sparks flew everywhere!

Time and space shattered!

The final showdown!

King against king!

At this moment!

On the verge of eruption!