Chapter 376: Dao Heart DJ, Live Mixing

That shout "Come sway with old Sun," was so brazen it was practically lawless!

Before the words even faded, the roar from the supreme dimension already cracked like billions of thunderbolts all at once!

"Shut! Up!"

This was no longer a detached proclamation, but a frantic, pure roar!

Yet Sun Wukong merely scratched his ear, his face showing a disdainful expression.

"Just sound, no picture—too monotonous!"

He seemed to suddenly think of something fun, and his eyes lit up sharply.

"Just shouting is boring, come, old Sun will play a clip for you!"

After speaking, he actually withdrew the two hands that had been "DJing" on the portal.

That "Universe's number one noise" capable of polluting the Great Dao abruptly ceased.

Yao just exhaled, and the supreme will also thought this monkey was finally bored of playing.

But the next second, Sun Wukong swung his arm in a wide arc, slapping hard on the huge portal bearing a golden monkey head!

"For old Sun, light it up!"

Bang!

A crisp crack!

That ultimate prison built from the laws of Order and Negation violently trembled.

Immediately, the huge, arrogant golden monkey head on the door swiftly faded away like melting ink.

In its place was a surface smooth as a mirror yet bottomless, an absolutely pitch‑black… curtain!

Sun Wukong actually used his irrational Chaos Dao to harness the portal's power, turning it into an enormous "projection screen"!

Yao stared dumbfounded, her little mouth slightly open.

This… what kind of trick is this?

In the void, those supreme eyes also coalesced, eager to see what tricks this monkey could still pull.

"Ahem!"

Sun Wukong cleared his throat, mimicking a storyteller, and solemnly clapped his hands.

"All heavens and myriad realms, exclusive presentation!"

"First act!"

"《Heavenly Dao Ruler's Dao Heart Collapse Moment》!"

As soon as the words fell, light and shadow swirled over the black curtain, instantly revealing an ultra‑clear image.

In the image, atop the ruins of Purple Sky Palace, a figure clad in a gray Dao robe, with an ancient, crude face, hovered high, gathering Order divine light capable of erasing everything.

It was Hóngjūn Dàozǔ!

He wore on his face the cold, cruel delight belonging to the Heavenly Dao, proclaiming word by word.

"The game is over, monkey."

Yet the scene shifted.

The Sun Wukong opposite, instead of fear, grinned, showing a set of white teeth.

He shed all defenses, and under Hongjun's puzzled gaze, took a deep breath, then…

Puff—!

A mouthful of thick, blood‑stained spit brimming with defiance and contempt sliced through the sky, dead‑on, striking Hongjun's eternally unchanging ancient face!

The image at this moment gave Hongjun a close‑up!

On that face, the cold delight instantly froze.

In its place were bewilderment, emptiness, the system crashed by garbled code, resulting in a total… blank.

His attack, capable of erasing everything, halted a few inches above Sun Wukong's head, unable to descend.

His body quivered violently!

The scene froze here.

The entire Wanshen Fenchang was death‑like silent.

From afar, Yao, seeing this, was first stunned, then let out a "Pfft" laugh, her hair trembling wildly.

In the void, that supreme will, deep in its origin, for the first time stirred a truly meaningful… ripple.

Hongjun.

Its former "Alliance", the embodiment of Order.

And just like that… got stunned by a mouthful of thick phlegm?

How… absurd!

"Hold on, there's more!"

Sun Wukong snapped his fingers, and the image on the curtain switched again.

"Second act!"

"《Buddha Patriarch's Multi‑Level Marketing Failure Scene》!"

In the image, a gaunt monk with eyes like black holes sat cross‑legged, spreading his "Life is suffering, void is bliss" gospel to a world.

It was the Tathagata polluted by Absolute Malice!

Yet, before his "gospel" could take effect,

Sun Wukong's unruly Unyielding will forcefully poured in!

Thus, the scene turned comical.

Suddenly each of those beings, who should have fallen into deathly silence and abandoned life, became spirited and their eyes lit up!

"Being alive is suffering? Suffering your damn legs! I'll live more spectacularly than anyone!"

"Give up? Why give up? Flip this damn world, be my own master!"

The Tathagata's dead face showed a crack for the first time.

The logical loop he painstakingly built—"Give up, it's meaningless"—was forcibly twisted by Sun Wukong into a rebellious proclamation: "Everyone, get fired up for me; if you're Unyielding, then act!"

"Puff—"

Yao laughed even harder, tears about to spill.

In the void, the Supreme Will, the Primordial Source's fluctuation, grew more intense.

This is its Apostle!

It's the tool it uses to spread the truth of Termination!

Now, it's become a clown in a farcical play!

"Not over yet!"

Sun Wukong's voice carried a hint of mockery.

"Act Three!"

"'The Collapse Daily of an OCD Patient'!"

Scene switch.

A man in black, exuding the aura of Termination and Balance, was unleashing his all‑freezing End Domain.

It is Ji!

He tried to smooth all change with absolute stillness.

But Sun Wukong's pure battle intent raged like a pack of amphetamine‑fueled mad dogs, rampaging through his domain!

Ji wanted to freeze them.

But battle intent is formless, how to freeze it?

Thus, on Ji's icy face appeared a once‑in‑ten‑thousand‑years glimpse of… irritation.

He tried to cut it off.

Yet within that battle intent lay an Unyielding he could not comprehend!

His slash not only failed to sever it, but seemed to pour a ladle of hot oil onto the flames!

In the end, within Ji's domain, one side was absolute Deathly Silence, the other a blaze of war, a chaotic porridge.

On his cold face, his eyebrows twisted into a knot, a look of wanting to strike yet not knowing whom to hit, absurd to the extreme.

"Hahaha!"

Sun Wukong could no longer hold back, pointing at the screen, laughing uproariously.

He directly compiled these three 'famous scenes' into a collection!

Set to his song composed of War Drum, Precept, and Deathly Silence—a maddening, brain‑washing 'Universe War Song'!

It began looping on the massive portal, single‑track repeat! Infinite playback!

Hongjun was spat at!

The Tathagata's sermon turned into rebellion!

Ji wanted to be still but couldn't stay still!

This is no longer a battle!

This isn't even an insult!

It is a most vicious, most heart‑crushing public execution!

In the void, the Supreme Will finally sensed something was wrong.

It discovered that as these scenes looped, and as that maddening noise kept eroding,

its once‑impervious belief, seeing itself as the 'Only Truth',

its conviction of 'certain victory'… began to show a barely perceptible… tremor!

These are all its tools, its Apostles, parts of its plan!

But now, they all lost in an incomparably humiliating, absurd manner!

Defeated by a… monkey!

What about itself?

Will this ultimate, Supreme existence also…

No!

Impossible!

"Aaaaaaaaaaaaa!!!"

A scream unlike any before, maddening to the extreme, roared from that void's Supreme dimension, booming loudly!

That howl was filled with rage at a sore spot, with Fear Heart Demon of doubting its own belief,

and even more with endless, insane murderous intent toward Sun Wukong!

Boom!!!

Boom!!!

Boom!!!

From within the massive portal came wave after wave of earth‑shaking, frantic crashing sounds!

The Supreme Will went mad!

It wants to emerge!

It will personally tear that damned monkey, which has been wildly sprinkling salt on its wound, into the most primitive particles!

But…

It can't get out!

This ultimate Prison, built from the laws of Order and Negation, has just been "helped" by Sun Wukong, reinforced to the point that even it cannot move it!

It was trapped to death by itself!

It can only be forced, again and again, to stare with its cold eyes, admiring the compilation of failures of the "apostles" under its command!

Listening to that demonic battle song that can drive the Great Way mad!

Humiliation!

Ultimate humiliation!

Hahaha! Hahaha!

Sun Wukong watches that wildly trembling yet motionless portal, laughing so hard he ends up lying on the ground, clutching his belly and rolling around!

Tears of laughter spilled out!

How's that, you fool!

He points at the portal, shouting between breaths.

My MV turned out pretty well, right?

He slowly climbs up from the ground, wipes away the tears of laughter, and his smile turns exceedingly cold and grim.

He lifts his head, looks toward the void violently twisted by fury, grins, revealing a set of stark white teeth.

Don't rush.

They are all supporting characters.

I've been thinking, it's about time I give you, the protagonist, a close‑up!