Chapter 357

Sun Wukong's sky‑scorching, earth‑shattering killing intent, at this moment, strangely, solidified!

What took its place was an indescribable, utter bewilderment!

And, dazed!

He stood there, completely stunned.

It felt as if he had seen something even more absurd and bizarre than his own birth from a stone—a million times over!

Those eyes, burning with mad fire, at this moment shrank to the most dangerous pinpoint!

He gazed at the edge of the ruins; the sight there left his mind blank.

How……

How could this be possible?!

This place is not the sealed land or conspiracy hub he imagined.

What lay before him was an indescribably vast ancient battlefield, so huge its edges could not be seen!

A expanse of gray sky.

No sun, no stars, only eternal, oppressive ash-gray.

A expanse of reddish-brown land.

That is not the soil's natural color; it is the hue formed after being soaked for countless eons in the blood of gods and demons!

The air was thick with a deathly aura and resentment, almost tangible.

That aura was too ancient, too heavy.

Even with Sun Wukong's current Dao level, drawing a breath made his divine soul feel as if it would freeze!

The ground was littered with all kinds of broken weapons.

Some were a broken giant axe; even just a fragment of its blade was larger than a Tai Gu Shen Shan!

Some were a snapped spear; its shaft still retained a terrifying Dao rhythm capable of piercing the universe!

Countless banners, long rotted to mere tatters, hung silently in the windless stillness.

On them, faintly discernible were the totems of the forbidden demon gods of the Chaos era!

Yet none of these were what most shocked Sun Wukong!

What made his scalp tingle was……

Corpses!

Corpses everywhere!

Those corpses were huge, beyond imagination!

Some lay like mountains across the land; even after dying for eons, their massive bodies still exuded a terrifying aura that could suppress the ages!

Some had three heads and six arms, each head frozen in a ferocious death‑roar, full of reluctance and hatred!

Some were even more bizarre, not resembling any living being Sun Wukong knew—like monsters crawled from the oldest nightmares!

Each one!

Here, even an inconspicuous corpse!

The ancient, powerful aura emanating from it would make the entire present multiverse tremble wildly!

Suddenly!

Sun Wukong's body jerked rigid!

He recognized one of the corpses!

That corpse bore nine ferocious dragon heads, its massive form like countless galaxies twisted and coiled together!

That was the Nine‑Headed Dragon Demon among the Chaotic Demon Gods!

Legend says a single roar from it can shatter the ten‑direction universe!

He then saw another!

It was a giant whose entire body was forged from eternal divine metal!

That was the Metal Demon God!

Rumor has it its flesh is the most indestructible substance in the cosmos!

And furthermore……

Space Demon God, Time Demon God, Causality Demon God, Destruction Demon God……

One after another, these forbidden names from the most ancient myths flashed wildly in Sun Wukong's mind!

Three thousand Chaotic Demon Gods!

Those were the terrifying beings who, at the dawn of Chaos, contended with Pangu for heaven and earth, wielding the primordial Dao!

They……

They, incredibly, all died here!

Not a single exception!

This is not some ruin's core!

This is fundamentally a burial ground for the three thousand Chaotic Demon Gods……

Wanshen Fenchang!

Sun Wukong's heart sank wildly!

An unprecedented icy chill surged from his soles straight to his crown!

He cautiously glanced at Yao in his arms, who had completely fainted, her breath so weak it was barely perceptible.

He dared not delay any further.

He swiftly flew to a relatively clean spot, a natural valley formed from the rib of a colossal demon god.

He stretched out his hand, and lightly brushed that reddish-brown land.

Way of the Equal Heaven, Void Seed, and even the Order Primordial Source devoured from Hongjun!

All the power was mobilized by him, without reservation!

One layer!

Ten layers!

Hundred layers!

As many as nine hundred ninety-nine strands, a golden seal fusing all his power, were laid down by him, layer upon layer!

He firmly protected Yao within it.

This seal, unless he dies, otherwise, even if the existence outside the 'lock' personally arrives, cannot even think of harming a single hair of Yao in a short time!

After doing all this, Sun Wukong slowly stood up.

Finally, he deeply glanced at Yao's deathly pale, heartbreaking face within the seal.

Then he abruptly turned around!

In those blood-red eyes, there was no longer the previous bewilderment and dullness.

Only remained a deathly silence so cold it could freeze everything!

And beneath that deathly silence, the suppressed, impending, world-destroying, frenzied killing intent!

He took a step forward.

Slowly, he walked into this graveyard of gods and demons.

He wants to see!

He wants to see clearly!

After all, what kind of existence is it!

After all, what terrifying power!

Only then could he annihilate the three thousand demon gods that once ruled the Chaos Realm!

The deeper he went, the greater his shock became, beyond words!

He began to carefully examine the demon gods' corpses.

Then he discovered a terrifying fact that made his whole body go cold!

All the demon gods' methods of death were actually identical!

Whether it was the Metal Demon God with an incredibly strong body!

Or the Time Demon God who controlled profound spacetime!

Their bodies had no extra wounds!

The only wound was at the brow!

It was a finger-thick, smooth hollow!

That hollow was not large.

Yet it seemed like a black hole leading to absolute void!

It directly pierced the demon gods' skulls, from the root, thoroughly negating their Divine Soul, True Spirit, and even the Primordial Source of the Great Dao they relied on for existence!

Erased completely clean!

No brutal slaughter.

No earth-shaking battle.

This was basically a one-sided execution!

A crushing massacre!

Sun Wukong's heart sank bit by bit into the bottomless Abyss.

He finally understood that the rust spot on his arm, that Negation power, ultimately came from where!

And just then.

Sun Wukong's footsteps abruptly stopped!

His blood-red eyes stared fixedly ahead!

There lay a mountain of corpses formed from dozens of demon god skeletons!

And atop that corpse mountain.

He saw a figure that made his breath completely stop!

That corpse was not enormously huge like the other demon gods.

His build was no different from an ordinary person's.

But this corpse, which appeared somewhat "insignificant" in the Wanshen Fenchang.

Yet it made Sun Wukong feel an extreme chill, terrifying a hundred million times greater than facing the combined corpses of three thousand demon gods!

Because...

On that corpse was worn a set of armor, already tattered beyond repair, having lost all divine light...

Golden Armor!

In his hand he still tightly gripped a rod, already broken into two pieces from the middle...

Tiěbàng!

At that moment, Sun Wukong's pupils contracted into the most dangerous point!

His body trembled violently uncontrollably!

He step by step, as if bearing the weight of the entire Universe, trudged forward with difficulty.

His gaze passed over that familiar, tattered battle armor.

Having passed that, the iron rod that had accompanied him his whole life was broken.

Finally, it landed on the face of that corpse!

That face was already withered, devoid of any blood color.

But that outline, deeply etched into his bones...

That, even in death, still bore a haughty, untamable expression.

Boom——!

In Sun Wukong's mind, it seemed as if hundreds of millions of Chaos Divine Thunderbolts detonated simultaneously!

A sheet of Blank!

That face!

That face, clearly is……

Himself!