Chapter 385

That body, blasted away, fell like a meteor, slamming hard into the edge of the land being 'erased', kicking up a cloud of void dust.

Sun Wukong staggered, trying to rise.

Every movement sent a searing pain through the wound on his back that had been erased, a pain that felt like it would tear his divine soul apart.

Bone fragments protruded, wrapped in a gray aura representing the 'Negation' of Deathly Silence, constantly draining his vitality.

Yet he seemed unable to feel the pain.

With one hand he brutally thrust the ancient Chaos Dao iron into the ground, propping up his shattered body, and slowly, slowly, straightened himself!

His face showed no pain, no anger.

Only one thing: an extreme, bone-deep contempt!

Like a street thug who just won a brawl, looking at the opponent he knocked out with a brick.

Pfft!

He opened his mouth and, with disdain, spat a mouthful of blood mixed with golden divine blood toward the twisting, boiling 'Blank' region.

That spit of blood was silently erased the moment it touched the 'Blank'.

But that doesn't matter.

What matters is this action!

This is the purest, most primal, most irrational humiliation!

He was thoroughly enraged!

The supreme, coldly rational 'thought' of the Original Mistake was, at this moment, ignited completely by that spit of blood!

It abandoned all its lofty postures!

It abandoned all its games of toying with prey!

It decided to step onto the battlefield itself!

The frenziedly erasing world 'Blank', that intangible 'eraser', suddenly halted!

Immediately thereafter, it began to collapse inward at a terrifyingly extreme speed!

All matter that had been erased!

All laws that had been dissolved!

All concepts that had been negated!

Even the unwilling grudges of the Chaotic Demon Gods, at this instant, turned into the purest nourishment!

Being frenziedly absorbed by a single point!

A pure, absolute black point!

That point appeared out of nowhere at the exact center of Wanshen Fenchang.

It is too black!

It is billions of times deeper than the black hole at the universe's deepest depths!

It reflects no light, nor does it absorb light.

It is devouring the very concept of 'seeing' itself!

Yao merely glanced at it from afar, and felt her divine soul, her consciousness, even the very thought of her 'existence', about to be sucked alive into that tiny black point!

Her whole body shook violently, a tremor rising from the depths of her soul that almost made her collapse to her knees!

That is not darkness!

Yao let out a silent scream in her heart!

It is fundamentally not darkness!

That is, Negation itself!

It negates light!

It negates space!

It negates time!

It negates everything, everything!

It seems as if the entire universe, all existence, is merely a backdrop for its 'nothing'!

The black point does not linger.

After devouring all the nourishment, it begins to expand rapidly!

But this time, it is no longer an intangible 'eraser'.

It transformed into a humanoid shadow.

A shadow of pure black, towering tens of thousands of feet, standing between heaven and earth!

It has no features, no substance, not even a clear outline.

It is merely a vague humanoid outline constructed from the pure concept of 'Negation'.

A 'nothing' walking the world!

As soon as this shadow appeared, the gray 'rust spots' on Sun Wukong's arm, which had been forcibly suppressed by the No Regret Monkey Heart, suddenly resurfaced!

And this time they are clearer and more active than ever before!

Those patches of rust seem to have come alive!

They faintly tremble on Sun Wukong's arm.

Like devout worshippers paying homage to their deity.

Like humble soldiers offering their king the highest respect!

Then.

That shadow, 'opened its mouth'.

Sun! Wukong!

No sound.

No transmission of sound waves.

These three words directly boomed in the depths of Sun Wukong and Yao's souls, in every thought, every crack!

That voice, icy cold!

That voice, grand!

In that voice lay an undeniable, final judgment!

Sun Wukong's pupils shrank sharply!

He felt that, as these three words sounded, his body's Chaos Dao actually showed a trace, extremely minute, of stagnation!

It seemed that the three ultimate forces he represented—variables, order, negation—became meaningless before this voice!

I will no longer 'erase' you.

The shadow's words once again echoed in their souls.

That tone carried an arrogance, as if a god granting favor to ants.

Sun Wukong, you're not bad.

Your 'error' is tenacious, beautiful.

You have successfully angered me.

So I have decided to give you a most glorious death.

I will descend.

I will personally 'end' you.

Together with all that you cherish, every single 'error'!

This is not a threat.

This is not intimidation.

This is a battle challenge!

A death verdict that transcends all dimensions, all spacetimes, all laws!

It is the ultimate, indescribable, final boss's challenge, emitted after being overturned by an irrational monkey using the most despicable means, the most furious, most personal challenge!

The game is over.

Now it's my turn!

As the last syllable fell, the towering black shadow slowly raised its arm.

It pointed toward Sun Wukong from afar.

This finger bore no heaven-shaking power.

It had no aura of heaven-earth destruction.

But Sun Wukong felt an intangible, irresistible, absolute 'lock' already imprinted upon his true spirit!

Can't escape.

Can't dodge.

Even if he fled to the past, slipped into the future, hid in any parallel spacetime, it would be useless!

This finger will forever point at him!

Until he is completely ended!

Having done all that, the black shadow began to fade gradually.

Its form, constituted by the concept of 'Negation', is gradually dissipating.

It is about to leave.

But it is not a retreat.

It is going back to prepare!

It will descend in the most perfect, most peak, most unrivaled posture!

Then, personally, he will thoroughly correct Sun Wukong's 'error' that has shamed his Dao heart!

Sun Wukong stared fixedly at the vanishing shadow, supporting his body with the Chaos Dao Iron, trembling slightly.

That is not fear.

That is excitement!

A kind of unprecedented, blood-boiling, frenzied fighting spirit!

Come on!

What's the point of scheming from behind the scenes!

Get out there yourself!

Use your fists!

Use this unreasonable iron rod!

Let's settle this openly, life or death!

This, is truly what the Great Sage Equal to Heaven wants—a battle!

However.

Just at the moment before the black shadow would completely dissipate.

It seemed to recall something.

The final words, icy and full of malice, like the most vicious curse, drilled into Sun Wukong's ears.

Oh right, I forgot to tell you.

As for you, let me be such a pleasant reward...

Your Master...

I will let him watch with his own eyes.

Watching you, how you are torn by me into Debris bit by bit before his eyes.