Chapter 486: The News of Sun Wukong, Breaking Through to Earth Sovereign

This was a world shimmering with radiant light, where only a solitary corridor bridge stood alone.

On the bridge, a mass of black mist churned endlessly, striking outward in all directions, trying to escape.

But no matter how hard he struggled, it was futile—the corridor bridge seemed shrouded in an invisible barrier.

Until a figure appeared at the other end of the bridge; the black mist finally froze, revealing a pair of crimson eyes, fixed with fear and reverence on the young figure.

“Few have come here, and none have met a good end.”

Chu Yang stepped forward slowly, smiling as he spoke: “I’ll ask Itachi a few questions. If your answers satisfy me, I’ll give Itachi a swift death.”

“Otherwise, even death will become a luxury here.”

The black mist surged violently; the crimson eyes trembled with greater fear as the Demon Emperor stammered: “Y-Itachi… are Itachi man or demon?”

Chu Yang narrowed his eyes; the brilliant light above the bridge suddenly rippled, and the black mist instantly thinned as if struck a mortal blow, accompanied by a piercing scream.

Chu Yang spoke coolly: “Itachi need only answer my questions—Itachi have no right to ask.”

The Demon Emperor fell utterly silent after that.

“First question: Outside the Senluo Realm, how many Outer Realm heretical clans’ Heavenly Sovereigns guard the exits?”

Hearing Chu Yang’s question, the Demon Emperor’s heart jolted—he had witnessed this strange human’s power, which was no less than that of a late-stage Spirit-grade Heavenly Sovereign.

And he had been shattered in a single clash; this man likely held back even more.

That meant…

This youth, who appeared to possess only Ninth-Rank Sovereign cultivation, might truly reach the Immortal-grade Heavenly Sovereign level! If this man entered the Outer Realm through the Senluo Realm, he would bring great trouble to their race.

Most importantly, his apparent cultivation was dangerously deceptive—no one would suspect a Ninth-Rank Sovereign could unleash power rivaling an early-stage Immortal-grade Heavenly Sovereign.

If caught off-guard, even their clan’s leader—the sole Dark Demon Emperor—could be in mortal danger! Seeing the Demon Emperor refuse to answer, Chu Yang sneered and waved his hand; brilliant light descended, engulfing the black mist.

A soul-rending scream erupted—the agony striking deep into the soul shattered his fragile mental defenses instantly.

“I’ll tell! I’ll tell!” The Demon Emperor finally broke.

Chu Yang dismissed the brilliant light; the Demon Emperor’s voice was weak: “Besides me, there’s one early-stage Dark Demon Emperor, one mid-stage Dark Demon Emperor, and one late-stage Dark Demon Emperor!”

“So Itachi’re the weakest…” Chu Yang chuckled.

After a moment’s thought, he asked: “Second question: In the Three Thousand Worlds, how many Holy Embryos of the Heavenly Demon God exist?”

“How do Itachi know about this?” The Demon Emperor’s tone rose, filled with shock.

“Hmm?” Chu Yang raised an eyebrow; the black mist trembled, and the Demon Emperor hurriedly added: “I don’t know for sure, but recently, the Heavenly Demon Emperor has recalled all the Holy Embryos embedded in various worlds to aid the Holy God in breaking his seal!”

“A runaway dog dares to use the Holy God’s name? Does he still dream of returning to kill and avenge his father?” Chu Yang sneered.

“Final question: Do Itachi know Sun Wukong?”

The Demon Emperor fell silent again, as if struggling to recall; after a long while, he spoke hoarsely: “I’ve never heard that name…”

Chu Yang frowned, then asked: “Then do Itachi know of a half-human, half-ape creature in the Outer Realm?”

The Demon Emperor ventured: “Are Itachi referring to… the Battle Demon Emperor?”

“Battle Demon Emperor?” Chu Yang paused, startled.

The Demon Emperor quickly added: “That’s what our race calls him—he’s not one of us, yet his demonic aura is overwhelming, his power immense, and he holds a place in the Outer Realm.”

“Our race has tried to recruit him many times, but he always refused. The Heavenly Demon Emperor assigned to recruit him seems to have lost patience and plans to kill and devour him!”

“Where is he?” Chu Yang narrowed his eyes.

The Demon Emperor answered without hesitation: “Deep in the heart of the Outer Realm—the Senluo Realm only connects to its fringes, far from his location.”

“According to my knowledge, the ancient Shengyuan on Shengyuan Continent has highly unstable space; if one rides a space storm, one might reach the heart of the Outer Realm directly…”

Chu Yang’s eyes flashed with cold light; he smirked: “On the brink of death, Itachi still try to drag me down as your scapegoat?”

“But since Itachi gave me the answers I wanted, I’ll keep my promise—I’ll give Itachi a swift death…”

As his words ended, he slowly raised his hand; a black sword shadow materialized above his head.

His arm swept down; the blade’s light flashed and vanished—the black mist exploded into nothingness.

After eliminating the Demon Emperor’s soul, Chu Yang left the isolated space of Naihe Bridge.

Within the Senluo Realm, the shockwaves from his earlier battle with the Demon Emperor had shattered the surrounding space; though slowly mending, it would take time to recover.

No need to guess—such commotion had once again drawn the attention of the outside world.

Most importantly, a Dark Demon Emperor had died within the Senluo Realm; the Outer Realm heretical clans would not let this pass—they’d surely blame the Great Thousand Palace.

He raised his hand and retrieved the Demon-Slaying Token; its Demon-Slaying Points had reached nearly six thousand.

Within the Senluo Realm, he had nearly wiped out all Earth-grade heretical clans.

No need to guess—his name must now rank among the top of the Demon-Slaying List.

To maximize the collection of faith energy, he must amplify the shock value to its extreme.

The top spot wasn’t his goal—he aimed to become the first Demon-Slaying King since ancient times!

And if the Great Thousand Palace took the blame for this, it could trigger a full-scale war along the western border—something Chu Yang did not want.

After all, his current strength was insufficient to suppress the entire Outer Realm heretical clans, or to sway the outcome of a large-scale war.

If many powerful beings perished because of him, he’d become a villain in the eyes of many, directly contradicting his original goal of gathering faith energy.

There are always those who ignore your contributions and fixate on your “dark past”—human nature is simply like that.

“Then let this storm… grow even greater!”

Chu Yang smiled carefree, then used the surrounding shattered space as a natural barrier, sat cross-legged in midair, and fully activated the Source Scripture, instantly drawing in all heavenly energy within a hundred li.

The energy nearly solidified into a vortex above his head—this sight immediately alarmed both Outer Realm heretical clans and human cultivators within a hundred li.

Some believed a divine treasure was emerging and, driven by the desire for fortune amid danger, came to investigate.

But layers of shattered space blocked their path.

To be caught in a space storm was no joke—even a Spirit-grade Heavenly Sovereign might not escape unscathed. Most importantly, through the shattered space, they clearly saw the source of this disturbance.

It wasn’t a divine treasure emerging—it was a cultivator breaking through to a higher realm! Judging by the scale, he was likely breaking into a Heavenly Sovereign! So they quickly retreated, fearing entanglement.

Yet even across the shattered space, it was clear the cultivator breaking through was human.

The Great Thousand Palace’s cultivators silently hoped another Heavenly Sovereign would emerge among their ranks.

The Outer Realm heretical clans wanted to disrupt the breakthrough, but the shattered space blocked them—they could only glare helplessly.

This lasted for several days; during this time, the outside world had descended into chaos.

The Senluo Realm trembled again—this time, the Demon Clan’s Dark Demon Emperor had mysteriously perished, shattering all restraint.

The Great Thousand Palace’s cultivators had stationed themselves at the exit, fearing the Outer Realm heretical clans would launch an all-out assault.

Old Cheng had once again negotiated with the heretical clans—but this time, talks collapsed completely.

The Senluo Realm had trembled twice in succession; the previous negotiator, the Dark Demon Emperor, had vanished without return. From any angle, only the Great Thousand Palace could be behind this.

The Dark Demon Emperor stationed at the exit personally appeared, seeking to kill Old Cheng during the second negotiation to reclaim some honor.

In the end, Old Cheng was gravely wounded and barely escaped the Senluo Realm using a life-saving sacred artifact.

The Great Thousand Palace withdrew all its cultivators from the Senluo Realm and prepared defenses at the exit.

The Outer Realm heretical clans accepted control of the Senluo Realm, reorganized their armies, and prepared to launch an assault at any moment!

War was imminent!…………

Senluo Realm, Shattered Space.

After several days, the shattered space had gradually mended, no longer serving as a barrier.

Fortunately, the Outer Realm heretical cultivators had all gathered at the center of the Senluo Realm, leaving Chu Yang undisturbed here.

But it wouldn’t be long before the heretical clans’ top cultivators learned of this and came to trouble him.

At the center of the shattered space, Chu Yang’s eyelids fluttered slightly, then snapped open; his aura surged upward, and the space around him—already mended—shattered once more! A terrifying aura surged outward, triggering the third great tremor of the Senluo Realm!

Though he had merely broken from Ninth-Rank Sovereign to Lower Earth Sovereign, Chu Yang’s energy singularity was extraordinarily unique; combined with the enhanced Source Martial Body from his breakthrough, this caused such a massive disturbance.

Feeling the surging power within him, Chu Yang smiled.

With his cultivation now at Earth Sovereign, his overall strength had further increased—he could now rival late-stage Spirit-grade Heavenly Sovereigns even without using demonic markings or Heavenly Demon Force.

If he unleashed all his techniques, even an early-stage Immortal-grade Heavenly Sovereign might be slain!

His spiritual sense swept outward; Chu Yang furrowed his brow.

He had caused so much commotion—why was this place so quiet? Surely both sides’ cultivators should have arrived by now. But he soon realized: the death of the Dark Demon Emperor had escalated tensions between both sides, possibly even sparking war.

Yet regardless of which side now controlled the Senluo Realm, his recent breakthrough was too conspicuous—he’d inevitably draw attention.

He sat cross-legged again, calm and unhurried; he knew nothing of the outside situation. Better to stay here and wait than rush out blindly.

As expected, only half an hour passed before a powerful aura approached from afar.

A Dark Demon Emperor! Chu Yang’s eyes flashed with cold light—the prey had arrived! Moments later, a seductive woman with revealing attire and exaggerated curves arrived at the edge of the shattered space.

Seeing Chu Yang seated at the center, she narrowed her eyes and purred: “Those demon brats said a human was breaking into a Heavenly Sovereign here—I didn’t believe them.”

“But it’s true… and he’s a handsome one…”

“To break through within the Senluo Realm—quite the boldness!”

Chu Yang rose slowly, smiling softly: “No more words. Since the Dark Demon Emperor didn’t come himself, I’ll settle for second best—I’ll send Itachi to meet your old friend in the Yellow Springs!”

The woman’s seductive smile froze; her expression turned icy. “Did Itachi kill Guishe?”

“If Guishe is the Dark Demon Emperor with the scarred face—he died by my hand,” Chu Yang smiled sweetly at her.

“I’ll make Itachi pay for him!” The woman shrieked suddenly; Chu Yang felt a force strike straight into his soul.

“Soul attack?” Chu Yang chuckled, made no resistance, and in a flash crossed the shattered space, reaching out to grasp the woman’s throat.

The woman, stunned that her soul attack had failed, summoned a blood-red spear and thrust it straight at Chu Yang’s chest.

Chu Yang changed his grip into a draw—black aura coiled around his arm; [Fengdu] materialized in his hand, golden lightning flickering beneath his feet.

Extreme Sword Art: Instant Flash! The blade’s light flashed once—and the woman stared at her blood-red spear, now striking empty air. She froze, then screamed in agony.

Her body had been cleaved in two; half her demonic form dissolved into blood, leaving only the other half—still attached to her head.

"Still not dead?"

Chu Yang was slightly surprised; the opponent had clearly underestimated him—he appeared to have just broken through to the Heavenly Supreme Realm, while this woman was a genuine late-stage Dark Demon Empress.

Taking advantage of her surprise, Chu Yang had unleashed the most unpredictable technique of the Ultimate Sword Art; though he had no great confidence of slaying her with a single strike, he hadn’t expected her to survive.

"Sacrifice!"

The woman shrieked like a wailing demon; the blood scattered across the ground reversed its flow, while her remaining half-body rapidly withered and shriveled.

A terrifying power coalesced—she realized the danger and immediately activated a forbidden technique that traded her life for his!

But the woman was stunned to find that Chu Yang made no move—he merely smiled and pointed behind her.

Believing it a trick, she did not turn, instead gathering a massive amount of power into a blood-red palm imprint.

Just as she prepared to strike with the palm, a terrifying aura surged from behind her.

She spun around instantly and saw a spatial rift had appeared behind her; a divine body burst forth from the rift, its arms wrapped in chilling demonic energy.

She had no time to change tactics—she could only grit her teeth and hurl the palm imprint toward Chu Yang, bracing her body to endure the attack from behind.

But she had clearly underestimated the power of the Heaven Demon Force; with fifteen demonic runes enhancing it, even a Dark Demon Empress would never dare to block it head-on.

"Boom!!"

The woman’s body was shattered by a single punch—but no blood splattered; instead, she exploded into a cloud of black mist.

On the other side, the blood-red palm imprint had reached Chu Yang’s front; feeling its terrifying power, his gaze grew slightly more serious. (End of chapter)