Chapter 74: When the Strongest Trump Card Fails, Sun Wukong Faces the Chaos Realm

Sun Wukong plunged headfirst into that shattered void,

His whole body turned into a golden lightning that tore through the darkness!

He now is a completely mad Hound!

Following the thread of cause and effect he forcibly Suǒdìng, he crazily darts through the endless Chaos Turbulence!

He doesn't know how many layers of space he has passed through, nor how long time has gone.

In his world, only that black silk thread emitting the aura of Deathly Silence remains,

and at the other end of the thread, the one who dared to scheme his Master and disciple—a scoundrel!

Finally!

The darkness ahead began to change.

It was no longer the chaotic Chaos Realm currents, but a… Deathly Silence star region.

Countless massive star wreckage, like bones stripped clean, floated silently.

Not a single one was whole.

There is no Vitality here, no sound, not even the most basic Chaos Realm currents,

All seem to have been forcibly pressed on pause by some power, completely solidified.

Everything appears to have been "erased" from the plane of existence.

"This is it."

Sun Wukong's form emerged from the void, hovering before this deathly graveyard.

He can feel that the endpoint of the thread of cause and effect lies at the core of this star region.

Without any hesitation, he stepped in!

And at the moment he entered this star region, an unprecedented feeling surged to his heart.

"Something's off!"

The mixed‑origin sacred power within him, which once surged like rivers and seas,

enough to easily crush a vast world, at this moment its operation became sluggish!

It's as if a martial arts master suddenly fell into an extremely viscous swamp.

Every bit of power he mobilizes now costs ten times the effort it normally would!

"Hmm?"

Sun Wukong's movement halted.

This feeling makes him very uncomfortable.

It's not that his power is suppressed, but... he is out of sync with the "law" of this world!

He feels like an outsider, rejected and isolated by all the rules of this world!

At that moment.

A cold, proud, emotionless voice rang out from all directions.

"The inferior product created by Pangu, daring to step into Chaos, and even audacious enough to seek sainthood?"

"How laughable."

As the voice fell, a figure slowly materialized in the void not far ahead of Sun Wukong.

It was an extremely tall demon god,

clad in armor forged from dark laws, surrounded by Deathly Silence aura that withers all things.

In his hand, he held a long banner of pure black.

The banner bore no pattern, no rune, just pure, ultimate darkness.

Yet this darkness emitted a terrifying Dao Rhythm that ends all things and erases all laws!

Chaos Spirit Treasure, the Banner of All Laws Returning to Silence!

Sun Wukong's gaze fell upon the demon god's face.

It was the very face he had seen in the law projection!

The "ancestor" of the Primordial Heaven Sovereign!

Jiemie Demon God looked down from above at Sun Wukong,

that unabashed contempt like a divine dragon looking at a crawling reptile on the ground.

He seemed to enjoy Sun Wukong's bewilderment at this moment.

"A lucky eel that jumped out of a pond,

having seen the true ocean, does it feel utterly desperate?"

"Here, it's not the make‑believe world of your ancient chaos."

"Here, everything you pride yourselves on is just a joke."

Sun Wukong listened to the other's self‑righteous tone, slowly curled his mouth into a grin.

What irritates him most are these pretentious types.

"So much nonsense!"

Sun Wukong was too lazy to argue a single word!

His life creed: if you can act, never chatter!

"Law Heaven, Image Earth!"

A roar rang through this Deathly Silence star region!

Boom!!!

Sun Wukong's body surged with Storm!

One thousand zhang!

Ten thousand zhang!

One hundred thousand zhang!

A colossal Chaos Demon Ape, standing tall as heaven and earth, appears within this Chaos!

He is surrounded by golden holy‑power flames, that ferocious aura,

even stirring the otherwise still Chaotic currents around into a boil!

He swiftly draws the Golden Cudgel from his ear, and the Divine Iron of it expands explosively,

transforming into a pillar that can support heaven and earth!

"Give me, Old Sun... die!"

The ten‑thousand‑zhang demon ape swings the sky‑supporting divine staff, without any flourish,

carrying a terrifying force capable of crushing this entire death‑star region into dust,

and slams it straight at the Jiemie Demon God, as tiny as dust!

With this strike, he uses his full strength!

He intends to smash this charlatan, along with his tattered banner, into the most primitive particles of Chaos!

However.

Facing this world‑shattering blow, the Jiemie Demon God's face shows no change at all.

In fact, a hint of mockery remains.

He merely flicks the black long banner in his hand forward lightly and casually.

as if shooing away an annoying fly.

Buzz—

An invisible ripple spreads out from the black banner.

Where the ripple passes, space does not shatter, time does not warp.

Nothing happens.

But the next moment, a scene that would make Sun Wukong's soul tremble appears!

His true form, the ten‑thousand‑zhang demon ape that can shake Chaos,

the massive body forged by supreme divine arts and mixed‑origin holy power, actually...

like a balloon pierced by a needle, in less than a breath it rapidly shrinks!

One hundred thousand zhang!

Ten thousand zhang!

One thousand zhang!

One hundred zhang!

In an instant, he returns to his original size!

That world‑shattering strike, due to the sudden loss of power,

turns into a limp swing, passing weakly by the Jiemie Demon God's side.

"Fatiang Xiangdi" divine art... has been erased outright!

"What?!"

A towering wave of fury rises in Sun Wukong's heart!

How could this be possible!

Since he attained true fruition, especially after realizing the Mixed‑Origin Dao, "Fatiang Xiangdi" has become part of his instinct!

How could this divine art be erased so easily?

It's as if someone forcibly from his mind,

ripped out the cultivation method and all insights of this art, hard‑wired out!

He doesn't believe in evil!

"Three heads, six arms!"

Sun Wukong roars again, holy power surging!

Yet nothing happens.

His body shows no change.

That technique, which he had long mastered to perfection,

is like a stone sinking in the sea, raising not a ripple.

"Stabilizing Technique!"

He points at the Jiemie Demon God from afar!

Still, nothing happens.

The Jiemie Demon God continues to hover there,

even moving his finger with amusement, as if mocking his incompetence.

"Split‑hair Clone!"

"Carry‑mountain, chase‑moon!"

"Reverse Yin and Yang!"

Sun Wukong unleashes his secret techniques one after another!

The result: without exception!

All the divine arts, the moment they are triggered, not even a starting move is completed,

It was directly nullified by the invisible force emanating from that black long banner!

All his spells and all his divine abilities, at this moment, became mere duds!

"Hahaha…"

Jiemie Demon God finally couldn't hold back, letting out a hearty, maniacal laugh.

"Now, do you understand? Monkey."

He waved the banner of All Laws Returning to Silence in his hand and said in a tone that teased like a cat playing with a mouse:

"Within my 'All Laws Returning to Silence' domain, all acquired divine abilities are but illusion!"

"Your monkey tricks are useless to me!"

Sun Wukong fell completely silent.

Since his debut, he has rampaged through the Heavenly Palace, trekked the Western Journey, flattened Ling Shan, and swept across the Three Realms…

He has faced countless powerful foes and has also fallen into countless desperate predicaments.

But today, in the very realm of his most mastered divine ability,

being suppressed so completely that not even a hint of resistance remains…

it's still the first time!

This guy, this black tattered flag…

is his nemesis!

Sun Wukong slowly tightened his grip on the Golden Cudgel, his knuckles whitening slightly from the strain.

Those pupils, ablaze with golden flame, stared fixedly at Jiemie Demon God.

Solemn!

An unprecedented solemnity!

It seems…

We can only rely on the purest flesh and strength!