Chapter 325

Tortoise shell……

In the Heart's Study, Sun Wukong's Original Spirit slowly dissipated, leaving only those two words in absolute void, stirring the final ripple.

Buzz!

In the Star Sea, Sun Wukong suddenly opened his eyes!

Those golden pupils, once shrouded in bewilderment and Deathly Silence, now held only one thing: a gravity ice‑cold to the extreme!

Wukong!

Yao's figure instantly appeared; she looked at Sun Wukong, the heart that had been suspended not only did not drop, it rose to her throat!

She could feel that Sun Wukong's aura had changed.

No longer was it the earlier irritability and helplessness when facing an unsolvable problem.

But rather a kind: knowing who the enemy was, yet discovering the opponent was so powerful as to induce despair—a heavy Deathly Silence!

"You……found it?" Yao's voice carried a hint of tremor.

Sun Wukong slowly nodded, without extra words, directly conveying what he had seen in the Heart's Study,

Everything about 'Absolute Malice' turned into a divine thought that struck into Yao's mind.

In an instant!

Yao's complexion—with a 'swish'—turned deathly pale as paper!

On that face that could topple nations, all color drained away!

Original Error, the reversal of all things!

Its nature is 'Negation'!

Touch it, and all things lose their 'meaning' and fall into 'invalidity'!

The Dao is no exception!

These few sentences were like ice cones tempered with poisonous cold for hundreds of millions of years, viciously piercing deep into Yao's Divine Soul!

She staggered back half a step; her beautiful eyes filled with an unprecedented, immense fear… and collapse!

"Negation……the meaning of everything?"

Yao's voice, as thin as a mosquito, carried a sobbing tone, filled with incredulous despair.

"That……that we……"

"All that we have done……battle……protection……"

"Those dead living beings, those unyielding struggles, those……civilizations that once shone brilliant……"

Her gaze suddenly turned to Sun Wukong; her beautiful eyes brimmed with tears, her voice rose, carrying a hint of hysterical questioning!

"Isn't it……isn't it all……utterly meaningless?!"

"All just……a ridiculous, laughable, joke?!"

This question, like an invisible heavy hammer, fiercely struck this Deathly Silence–filled Star Sea!

What it asks is not only Yao's confusion.

Moreover, it is the ultimate question shared by all life in this Universe that has struggled, resisted, and shone!

Faced with a question capable of making any Dao Heart collapse, Sun Wukong fell silent.

In his mind reappeared the Blue Star Federation's billions of Living Beings, who willingly walked toward extinction, their eyes hollow.

That gray rust spot on his arm seemed to sense his emotional fluctuation, beginning to emit an even colder, Negation aura!

Yao watched the silent Sun Wukong; her heart sank bit by bit into the bottomless Abyss.

Even he……even this fearless, unyielding monkey, cannot answer?

Could it be……that this……is the final, sole answer?

Deathly Silence.

Despairing Deathly Silence, like the thickest swamp, began devouring the last hope of this Star Sea.

Just as Yao's tears were about to fall.

"No!"

A shout, Shi Potian's startled roar, exploded!

Sun Wukong suddenly lifted his head!

In his golden pupils, all the heaviness and Deathly Silence were swept away by a

more overbearing, more unreasonable, towering ferocious light, burning them to nothing!

He grabbed Yao's shoulder, almost roaring, and shouted at her:

"No meaning?"

"Who the hell said that!"

"It says there isn't, so there isn't?"

"What the hell is it!"

Sun Wukong's gaze was ferocious, like a primordial beast driven to desperation!

"I, Old Sun, don't understand any bullshit 'Absolute Malice'!"

"I also don't care about any 'reversal of all things'!"

"I only know one thing!"

His fingers jabbed hard into his own chest, that heart beating wildly, the unyielding Monkey Heart!

"As long as I, Old Sun, still 'believe' it has meaning!"

"Then it, damn it, does have meaning!"

"What I, Old Sun, say, is the Principle!"

These words, they speak no logic, no rules!

Filled with, a reckless monkey, the most primal, the most savage, the most indisputable… overbearing!

Yao, completely stunned.

She looked at the monkey before her, eyes blood-red, veins bulging, yet exuding a familiar aura that made her feel utterly at ease.

That heart, frozen by "Absolute Malice," seemed to be fiercely scoured by a torrent of scorching magma.

Yes.

Principle?

Reason with this monkey?

From his havoc in Heavenly Palace, to smashing Lingxiao, to overturning Hongjun's Heavenly Dao.

When has he ever spoken of principle?

His Dao is himself!

In Yao's eyes, a glimmer of light reignited.

Sun Wukong looked at her, the ferocity in his eyes gradually receding, turning into a cold, resolute determination.

He released his grip, straightened his body, his gaze piercing the endless void, looking toward a distant direction.

There, once, was the supreme sect of myriad Daos above the Nine Heavens.

The former, Zi Xiao Palace!

Now, only a cold, deathly silent ruin remains.

"That old fellow Hongjun pursues 'Absolute Order'."

Sun Wukong slowly opened his mouth, his voice carrying a hint of cold calculation.

"His Dao, in a sense, is also a kind of 'Absolute'."

"One that acknowledges only 'yes' and 'no,' tolerates no impurity, an ultimate system."

"Perhaps…"

In his eyes flashed a hint of mad, sharp light!

"The clue to counter one 'Absolute' lies hidden in the tomb of another 'Absolute'!"

Before his words even fell!

Sun Wukong hesitated not at all, directly tearing open the space before him!

One step, he strode inside!

The next moment.

His figure had already appeared upon the ruins of Zi Xiao Palace.

Here, a scene of utter chaos.

Once, the palace representing the supreme majesty of the Heavenly Dao had long since collapsed.

Everywhere lay broken laws, shattered Dao rhythms.

The air was permeated with a heroic, desolate aura of sorrow and deathly silence.

But Sun Wukong's arrival was not for mourning.

He closed his eyes.

His entire mind sank into the deepest part of these ruins.

He could feel that Hongjun's old fellow's 【Order】 Grand Dao, after the collapse, had not completely dissipated between heaven and earth.

Like a building blown apart—though the main body is gone, some deep‑buried, shattered foundations always remain!

Sun Wukong, what he seeks, are these very "remnants"!

His divine sense, like the most precise radar, scanned the ruins over and over.

Most of the auras were so weak, like a candle in the wind, not worth mentioning.

Suddenly!

Sun Wukong's divine sense jerked to a halt!

He found it!

At the very core of the ruins, there, once was Hongjun's Dao field!

There was an extraordinarily strong, extraordinarily condensed aura of order remnants!

It was like, in a burial ground, the sole tombstone that had not collapsed!

What backup had that old fellow Hongjun left behind?

Sun Wukong's heart tightened, his vigilance instantly rising to the peak!

He flashed his form, silently approaching the source of that aura, moving stealthily.

The closer he got, the purer, icier sense of order grew stronger.

Moreover, it carried a hint of unavoidable resentment and… madness!

Sun Wukong held his breath, pushing aside the last piece of debris entwined with chaotic qi.

The sight before him, however, made him slightly startled.

That was not any magical treasure.

Nor was it any seal.

It was a mass…… of light.

A mass, formed by countless specks of divine‑sense light the size of rice grains, coalescing into a huge…… light sphere!

Each speck flickered madly, screaming, wailing!

"The Dao Ancestor is eternal!"

Order will inevitably descend upon the world again!

Exterminate Variables! Exterminate that demon monkey!

We are willing to become the Dao Ancestor and offer everything!

Sun Wukong, understood.

These are all the most loyal, fanatical followers of that old man Hongjun.

At the moment Hongjun fell and the Heavenly Dao collapsed, their worldview and faith also followed, utterly shattering!

They are unwilling to believe and also refuse to accept.

Finally, these surviving, mad, resentful divine thoughts follow the last instinct,

They gathered here, forming an oddball Divine Thought Aggregate.

"A group... pitiful worms."

A hint of contempt flashed in Sun Wukong's eyes.

He raised his hand, and golden mana gathered in his palm.

For such souls, immersed in past glory and unwilling to awaken, the best way to liberate them is to let them completely disappear.

But just as he was about to act, at that instant.

His movement suddenly froze!

His Fiery Golden Eyes, capable of seeing through falsehoods, peered deep within that cluster of crazy, twisted Divine Thought Light Sphere.

He saw a hint...

A hint, imperceptible, purer than darkness... black!

That strand of black was as fine as a hair.

Yet it emitted an icy chill that made his soul feel a stabbing pain!

Absolute Malice!

How could it be here?!

Sun Wukong's heart sank heavily!

Immediately after!

He saw a scene that made his scalp tingle!

That strand of black 'Absolute Malice' was like a hungry venomous snake that had smelled blood!

Being deeply attracted by the infinite negative emotions emanating from the light sphere—resentment, unwillingness, negation.

It is moving in an extremely slow yet extraordinarily resolute manner.

Bit by bit...

Infiltrating into that cluster of Divine Thought Light Sphere!