Great Demon Sun Wukong

Could this kilometer-long phoenix possibly be a member of the Burst Phoenix Clan of the Flame God? However, the apparition seems not to be a true Burst Phoenix, but more like a fire spirit formed from a soul as the origin and shaped by spiritual power. But isn’t that tree demon called Ye Zi supposed to have a wood attribute? How could someone with a wood attribute possibly conglomerate and control such a powerful fire spirit? It simply defies common understanding.

Now is not the time to wonder why someone with a wood attribute can control a fire spirit, because before Sun Wukong’s eyes, the hundred-thousand-strong army was already roaring as they charged toward him. It seems that the tree demon Ye Zi also belongs to those with great ambition and pride. Upon hearing that Sun Wukong planned to handle his hundred-thousand-strong army alone, he clearly felt underestimated. So, after the little monkey had located his true body, he didn’t have the nearly ten thousand seven-patterned supreme beings protect himself, but instead, chose to face the little monkey in single combat and sent the hundred-thousand-strong army to attack Sun Wukong.

"Back in the Pangu Realm, not even Tathagata’s million-strong army could stop me; now a mere hundred thousand thinks they can harm me?" The incredibly haughty words came from Sun Wukong’s mouth, and within an instant he had entered the Chaos Giant Transformation. At the same time, Three Thousand Barren Soil armored him in golden armor, while Three Thousand Desolate Sands formed two large hands on the shoulders of his back.

Now, when Sun Wukong entered the Chaos Giant Transformation, aside from his fur turning silver-white, no other changes were visible on his body, clearly indicating his masterful control over the transformation. But that was not all; his hands began forming magical decrees as he whispered, "Nine Decisions, the eight are for destruction; Nine Decisions, the seven are for sealing; Nine Decisions, the five are for defense!"

In fact, by now, Sun Wukong’s mastery of the Nine Decisions had surpassed the vast majority of those in the Myriad Spirits Realm, even comparable to Ling Yi, the Domain Lord of the Myriad Spirits Realm. Yet, even so, until now Sun Wukong didn’t know why he could use this technique, not only that, aside from knowing that the Chaos Five Decisions were taught by Pangu, he was equally clueless about using the Seal Heavenly Stamp that could transform into spatial chains, although using it felt extremely smooth and natural.

Therefore, Sun Wukong’s combat method had greatly differed from before. Initially, all his fighting was done relying on the Golden Hoop Staff in his hand to clash directly with the opponent, while now he preferred to use various Magical Decrees and Spells for attacking. As Sun Wukong’s incantations ceased, three different colored Dao patterns appeared on his body. The deep purple patterns represented the power of the eight rules of destruction, the dark red patterns represented the seven rules of sealing power, and the black patterns represented the five rules of defensive power.

The three differently colored Dao patterns now augmented Sun Wukong’s body, looking not the least bit unusual, but rather natural, as if Sun Wukong was meant to be this way. These three patterns represent the ultimate application of three types of power from the Nine Decisions. Although Sun Wukong possessed the Seal Heavenly Stamp, deemed the universe’s number one seal, the seven rules of sealing power from the Nine Decisions were still significantly different.

The original seven rules of sealing from the Nine Decisions had similar capabilities to the Seal Heavenly Stamp, but when Sun Wukong added his own mastery of space-time power, it became terrifying.

With a tap on his left ear, a beam of golden light shot from his right ear—none other than the Ruyi Jingu Bang. Looking at the Twelve Ancestral Witches surrounding him and the Nine Decisions Vajra Ape standing in the forefront, Sun Wukong couldn’t help feeling an overwhelming surge of bravado as he bellowed, "What of it if I fight against thousands on my own? If you seek battle, then we shall battle!" As his shout resonated, the Twelve Ancestral Witches exploded with awe-inspiring murderous aura, charging directly at the hundred-thousand strong army. However, Sun Wukong would not allow the Twelve Ancestral Witches to engage directly with the hundred thousand. Even though the Twelve Ancestral Witches all had the power of Peak Supreme Beings, even a good tiger could not withstand a pack of wolves, so Sun Wukong slapped the Wonderful Bodhi Tree that spun around him. Instantly, the Bodhi Tree shone brightly, and thirteen identical Bodhi Trees appeared out of thin air, flying to the sides of the Twelve Ancestral Witches, and the Nine Decisions Vajra Ape, spinning around them as before.

And that wasn’t all. With a flick of his right hand, the pitch-black World Suppressing Stele turned into a beam of black light, shooting at the Nine Decisions Vajra Ape that had not charged out with the Twelve Ancestral Witches. The Nine Decisions Vajra Ape, being extremely agile, leaped and firmly caught the World Suppressing Stele in his hands. Then, a flash of black light shone from the Stele, and a suit of armor formed of Three Thousand Barren Soil appeared on the Nine Decisions Vajra Ape.

After completing all these tasks, Sun Wukong gestured to the Nine Decisions Vajra Ape, and the armored ape, holding the World Suppressing Stele, immediately pounded its chest with one hand and, after a heavenward howl, charged at the hundred-thousand army like a primordial savage beast imbued with a bloodthirsty and violent aura. At this moment, Sun Wukong finally took a light breath and said, "Now it’s my turn. Hehe, I still prefer fighting with the Golden Hoop Staff!"

The sound of his voice had barely faded when his entire being transformed into a streak of light that surged forward, and although he was the last to rush out, his mastery of space actually allowed him to be the first to reach into the midst of those ten great armies. Yes, right into the very center of those hundred thousand men. Soon after Sun Wukong materialized, his first action was to sweep his staff horizontally, instantly sending a doppelganger with the strength of Six Patterns flying with a strike of his staff. As that doppelganger was sent flying, the hands formed of Three Thousand Desolate Sands behind Wukong suddenly pointed at the shadow, turning it directly into a handful of fine sand. As the doppelganger transformed into yellow sand, a green gemstone dropped to the ground.

After that, Sun Wukong showed those doppelgangers what one-sided combat truly was. Regardless of how many they were, no matter the level of their strength, Wukong took them all down with a single strike. After that, a green gemstone would fall to the ground each time his hands behind him pointed. If there had been any bystanders watching the battle, only one term would have come to mind: an utterly one-sided massacre.

On the other side, the Nine Decisions Vajra Ape was shrieking while repeatedly slamming the World Suppressing Stele, each slam turning one or several doppelgangers into a handful of yellow sand, followed by the fall of a green gemstone. At that moment, the World Suppressing Stele once again became a brick, especially when wielded by the Nine Decisions Vajra Ape, it truly felt like he was holding a black brick. Charging through and slamming away, his might was almost no less than Sun Wukong’s, similarly leaving none who could match him blow for blow.

Only the Twelve Ancestral Witches were fighting in a more standard fashion. Although they also possessed the cultivation of Peak Supreme, it was not something they had achieved through their own efforts. Instead, it was only after their deaths and being made into combat puppets that innumerable Heaven and Earth Treasures were used to raise their strength to this level. As a result, their combat power was somewhat different compared to a true Peak Supreme. However, the twelve Ancestral Witches coordinated with each other, sometimes forming formations. Facing off against tree sprite doppelgangers far inferior to themselves, the battle was intense for the moment.

But those tree sprite doppelgangers were just too numerous. Moreover, since the Twelve Ancestral Witches lacked a powerful weapon to use, many of the doppelgangers that they clearly had killed would recover in a blink of an eye and rejoin the fight. So, the actual death rate of the tree sprite doppelgangers wasn’t all that rapid. Wukong appeared unbothered, still knocking them down one staff strike at a time. He occasionally glanced back to check on the battle between the little monkey and the enormous Fire Phoenix.

And as he fought, Sun Wukong suddenly felt a bit bored. Ever since he was "born," the enemies he’d faced in every battle were almost always more powerful than himself. Therefore, Wukong was accustomed to fighting with the strong; now, facing those numerous but genuinely weak tree sprite doppelgangers, the more he fought, the less interesting he found it. His fighting spirit from the beginning was quickly worn away. @@novelbin@@

After knocking another doppelganger away with his staff, Sun Wukong suddenly stopped his attacks, then suddenly looked up at the tree sprite Ye Zi, who was controlling the intense battle between the Fire Phoenix and the little monkey, and shouted loudly, "Hey you in the green clothes, don’t you have anything stronger? If you don’t bring out something more challenging, I’ll wipe all these things out with one move!" After saying that, Sun Wukong directly planted the Golden Hoop into the ground, and then both of the large hands on his shoulders attached themselves to the Jingu Bang.

Immediately, the Jingu Bang began to swell massively, turning in the blink of an eye into a thousand-meter-tall rod just as tall as Ye Zi’s Wooden Staff transformed into the towering ancient tree. Ye Zi, who was engrossed in the battle with the little monkey, almost spat out blood in anger when he heard Sun Wukong’s words. But when he saw the thousand-meter-long giant Golden Hoop, his expression became utterly solemn. Through his doppelgangers, he had "seen" Sun Wukong’s fighting, and while the Golden Hoop wasn’t particularly frightening, it was the yellow sand on it that was terrifying. He believed that if that column-like weapon fell and swept around, his so-called army of a hundred thousand would probably be left with very few remaining.

"This is simply too much, too much! If I don’t give you a lesson today, you really will think I can be bullied at will?" Roaring, the tree sprite Ye Zi suddenly spat out a green bead from his mouth, which vanished the moment it appeared. Simultaneously, within those hundred thousand tree sprite doppelgangers, one that was originally very ordinary suddenly burst into brilliant green light. Soon after, as if infected, all the remaining ninety-some-thousand living tree sprite doppelgangers instantly lit up with brilliant green light as well.

The resplendent green light forced Sun Wukong to close his eyes. However, he soon felt the light gradually subside. When he opened his eyes, a robust young man clad in simple garments stood before him.

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Before Wukong could react, the young man took a step forward and charged in front of Sun Wukong. He threw out a punch, and Sun Wukong, without any means of defense, was smashed backwards and sent flying.