Chapter 320

Invasion!

These two words, like the most vicious curses, were brutally branded onto Sun Wukong's Dao Heart!

That trace of malice seeping from the Source of Ten Thousand Paths was utterly insignificant.

And this expanse before him, which had reached the ultimate answer, was a perfect Deathly Silence.

They are the same thing!

"No!"

"This old monkey doesn't believe it!"

Sun Wukong's eyeballs instantly turned blood‑red!

That innate, obstinate temper, engraved in his bones and fused into his Línghún, erupted like the most explosive volcano!

He could lose to Hongjun, then smash Hongjun!

He could lose to the Zeroers, then overturn their logic!

He could even accept his Master's countless failures!

He would absolutely not accept!

He would not accept the hope he himself had created to carry Freedom and Possibility, which in the end actively chose……death!

This is not the bright, boundless universe he wanted!

This is not the answer his Master wished to see, that of "defeat with no regret"!

"The cure is correct!"

"It's the medicine I, this old monkey, gave……it's not strong enough!"

Sun Wukong let out a roar that shook the Star Sea!

Was he wrong?

Was the freedom he had pursued all his life—breaking free of all constraints, gratifying grudges—wrong?

Nonsense!

The one who defeated Hongjun was this old monkey!

This old monkey's Dao is the sole truth of this new world!

It is the sole cure!

At this moment, he is no longer confused, no longer wavering!

Golden flames burst forth from every pore of his body!

That is not merely power!

That is his madness in smashing the Hall of Lingxiao!

That is his arrogance in defying the myriad gods and buddhas!

That is his supreme achievement in defeating Hongjun and bringing a 'variable' to this Universe!

That is his deepest, most obsessive understanding of the two words 'Freedom'!

All victories, all insights, all glory!

At this moment, they are all gathered together by him without reservation!

He wants to prove it!

He wants to prove it to this damned world that chose silence!

His Dao is the correct one!

"Open——up——for——me!"

Sun Wukong's silhouette transformed into an unprecedented, brilliant golden stream of light!

No longer is it about awakening from the outside!

He wants to charge into the interior of this massive, already‑dead machine!

He wants to strike at the heart, to find that damned 'central processing unit'!

He wants to use his own scorching, unyielding Monkey Heart to, from within, forcibly reboot the civilization's 'free will'!

Boom!

He head‑first crashed into the Primordial Source core of the Blue Star Federation!

There lies the source of that icy, Deathly Silence, gray line!

However.

At the very instant he entered.

Sun Wukong felt that he had not plunged into a sea of data.

But rather, he had plunged into a pool composed of the purest 'Negation' will—like sulfuric acid!

Sizzle——!

A silent, terrifying corrosive sound from the soul level, madly exploding!

Boundless, icy, malicious will from all directions, like the greediest maggots, frenziedly surged toward him!

They were gnawing at him!

They were corroding his Dao!

【Error!】

【Existence is error!】

【Invalid!】

【Resistance is invalid!】

【Should be erased!】

【All variables that do not belong to an "end point" should be erased!】

One by one, ice-cold to the point of containing no emotion, pure concepts!

Like hundreds of millions of the most vicious steel needles, madly, piercing into his Divine Soul!

Sun Wukong felt, as if in an instant, he had fallen into a large mass of cement that was rapidly solidifying!

Every little movement!

Even if it's just, moving a finger!

They become, incomparably, incomparably difficult!

That force, capable of overturning the Heavenly Dao, here, seems to be tightly bound by endless, invisible threads!

His pride, that which fused Fixed Number and Variable, already fully sublimated into the 【Way of the Equal Heaven】.

That path, which overwhelms the ages and looks down upon the Three Realms, is an invincible Dao!

Here!

It was actually judged as, the most chaotic, the most worthless, the most that should be cleared away first……

"Error"!

"Give me…… get lost!"

Sun Wukong's eyes widened, veins like coiling dragons spreading from his forehead all the way to his neck!

He madly drove his own Dao!

Golden light, on his surface, tenaciously, waged a brutal battle against the endless gray!

But that gray, is too much!

Endless!

Boundless!

His light, every inch it expands, gets squeezed back by ten inches, a hundred inches of gray, even more frantically!

He is like a small island, about to be submerged by endless seawater!

Despair!

Powerless!

Just then!

Sun Wukong's Fiery Golden Eyes suddenly brightened!

He saw it!

In the depths of that boundless, deathly silent gray core.

There actually was a point, weakened to the extreme, seeming as if it would go out at any moment……

A flame!

A point, golden, warm, unyielding flame!

It was flickering!

It, in this ocean of negation, tenaciously, proved its own 'existence'!

That was a consciousness of an individual, not yet fully assimilated!

It was the sole living thing in this grave of death!

"Hahahaha!"

Sun Wukong, seeing this, couldn't help but burst into wild laughter!

In that laughter was filled the wild joy of having survived a calamity!

There is hope!

There still is hope!

As long as this spark exists!

As long as this damned 'freedom' hasn't been completely strangled!

I, Old Monkey Sun, have not lost!

"Hold on!"

He let out a divine-sense roar toward that point of flame!

He exerted all the power he could muster at this moment!

His body, in this cement of concepts, with a visible, tragic posture, trudged forward in a difficult charge!

He wants to get past!

He wants to charge to the side of that point of flame!

He wants to use everything he has to protect it!

To strengthen it!

Let it, from a single spark, reignite into a blaze great enough to set the heavens ablaze!

Getting closer!

Even closer!

Sun Wukong could even feel that within that point of flame lay the scorching emotion called 'longing' and 'unwillingness'!

His hand, with difficulty, reached forward!

His golden fingertips burst forth with the final light!

As long as, there is still another breath!

As long as, let him get a little closer!

Then he could, touch it!

However!

Just as Sun Wukong's fingertip was about to touch that spark, in that instant!

That spark, which bore all his hopes, was a stubborn flame.

Suddenly, it violently flickered.

Then…

It, itself, went out.

It was not extinguished by that gray sea.

Even, there was not the slightest struggle.

It, just like that, peacefully, calmly, willingly…

It chose to extinguish.

As if, in its final logical judgment.

"Burning" is a kind of pain, is a kind of mistake.

"Stillness," returns to that icy gray.

Is, the most correct, the most perfect, the ultimate… destination.

Sun Wukong's outstretched hand froze in mid-air.

The ecstasy on his face, like a painting sealed in ice, completely solidified.

Time, at this moment, seemed to lose its meaning.

The next second.

"Pfft!"

A surge, indescribable in words, originating from the deepest part of the Dao Heart, a terrifying heavy blow, exploded with a boom!

Sun Wukong violently spat out a large mouthful of scalding, golden Divine Blood!

His body, like a kite with its string cut, was mercilessly hurled far away by that gray sea!

Defeated.

Thoroughly.

The antidote he created, failed.

No.

In Sun Wukong's mind, a Blank.

A thought, colder than death itself, more terrifying, slowly surfaced.

This, is fundamentally not an illness.

Also, there is fundamentally no damn invasion.

This, is a kind of, he cannot comprehend, a higher-dimensional… "Truth".

"A kind that takes "death" as its final form, an absolute Truth!"