Great Demon Sun Wukong

Among the power factions in the Patrolling Celestial World, there was only one with bald heads, and that was the Ancient Primordial World. At this moment, rising into the air amidst the angry roars from Mo Wu were exactly twenty people from the Ancient Primordial World. After the last great battle, there were only twenty-five people left in the Ancient Primordial World, including the Domain Lord Level strength of the Sky Swallowing Buddha, Soul Devouring Monk, and the half-monk, half-Buddha Yu Fan Taoist Monk. Now, with as many as twenty people appearing around Dao Zhun, it was conceivable that there were only five people left guarding the Primordial Palace.

Seeing the twenty people, including the Soul Devouring Monk and Yu Fan Taoist Monk, Dao Zhun did not feel surprised; instead, he glanced at Mo Wu and asked, "Is this all?" That ease in his expression made Mo Wu's heart skip a beat. Just how strong was Dao Zhun? On his side there were fifteen people, and adding those twenty, there were thirty-five in total, including two Domain Lord Level powerhouses like himself. This lineup, even if it were to face a fully-fledged power faction, would be evenly matched. If he and the Soul Devouring Monk played their cards right, they might even be able to fight and win.

"The senior really has the boldness that comes with great skill, first coming alone to provoke at my Annihilation Palace, and now facing over thirty of us without the slightest change in expression. I wonder if the senior is truly confident or just putting on an act?" Mo Wu was no fool. Although he was very loyal to the Annihilation Demon Nation, Dao Zhun's previous palm strike was too terrifying, obliterating most of someone's cultivation, a sensation akin to a billionaire instantly becoming a beggar, which was difficult to accept. Moreover, Mo Wu noticed that the palm was originally meant for him, and because of his timely evasion, it landed on those two unfortunate fellows instead.

Mo Wu saw clearly that the palm that fell upon those two individuals split from one palm into two, meaning that the power of that palm was actually only half of its original strength. Half the power was enough to transform a Nine Patterns Supreme Peak powerhouse into a Saint of the Great Dao, so what would the full power do? Wouldn't it turn someone directly into a mere mortal?

Dao Zhun, looking at the crowd that had tightly surrounded him, said, "Worthy of being top powerhouses from the Annihilation Demon Nation, you truly have vision. If it weren't for your shouting, I would still need to go find them after destroying you all. Now, you've saved me quite a bit of effort!" After finishing, he even gave Mo Wu a cupped fist salute.

These words immediately stuck in Mo Wu's throat, and he felt a blockage of anger. "Soul Devouring Elder, please make a move together." Although Mo Wu was greatly angered by Dao Zhun's words, he did not lose his rationale and charge straight in. He did not have the confidence to handle that terrifying palm strike from Dao Zhun. Hearing Mo Wu's words, the Soul Devouring Monk did not reply, as he also had great regard for Dao Zhun's prowess. Furthermore, his own Ancient Primordial World had formed an alliance with both the Annihilation Demon Nation and the Myriad Demons Country. At this moment, they surely had to advance or retreat together. Besides, Jing Sha of the Ancient Primordial World had been kidnapped by people from the Huangquan World. It wasn't just the simple act of kidnapping a person, Jing Sha's body also bore the number eight Ultimate Water from the World Suppressing Stele.

Nodding to the Yu Fan Taoist Monk at his side, the Soul Devouring Monk then loudly said, "Senior, we truly do not wish to be enemies with you, but today we are left with no choice. Senior, please forgive us!" Having finished speaking, the Soul Devouring Monk suddenly formed the Dharma Seal with both hands, sitting cross-legged on nothingness, and spoke softly, "Heaven Devouring Soul-Eating Great Array, arise!" As the Soul Devouring Monk's words fell, eighteen individuals from the Ancient Primordial World, including the Yu Fan Taoist Monk, also simultaneously sat cross-legged in the void, brought their hands together, and then a burst of golden light erupted from each of them. Nineteen people, nineteen golden rays converged in mid-air, and formed a golden light shadow that took the shape of a huge mouth.

Then, with a movement of his Divine Sense, the Soul Devouring Monk caused the golden gaping maw hanging in the void to rush towards Dao Zhun, intending to devour him. At the same time, Yu Fan Taoist Monk clasped his hands in the air, and suddenly on Dao Zhun's body appeared a tattered Kasaya. As soon as the Kasaya materialized, it wrapped itself around Dao Zhun. Yet, instead of being alarmed, Dao Zhun burst into laughter, "Buddhism's people really are benevolent! I just had a piece of clothing ruined by some junior, and now someone has kindly offered me a Kasaya. Although it's a bit tattered, it'll do!"

No sooner had Dao Zhun finished speaking than the golden maw from above crashed down and directly devoured him. In the last instant before the golden maw fell, Dao Zhun was still looking down at the Kasaya with a smile brimming in his eyes. The moment the golden maw completely devoured Dao Zhun, it exploded mid-air, and blood splattered everywhere. However, it was all contained within the boundaries of the Great Formation.

"Dead? Impossible... Just like that, he's dead?" Mo Wu, with an expression of mixed shock and suspicion, looked at the flesh scattering within the formation and asked aloud. Mo Wu's question wasn't left unanswered. From behind him, an old voice said, "Should be dead, right? This Heaven Devouring Soul-Eating Great Array really is formidable, tsk tsk!" Hearing that voice, Mo Wu's heart spasmed and he turned around abruptly, only to be confronted by an elderly face full of smiles.

Hastily retreating, the others also opened a distance from Dao Zhun as if avoiding the plague. Dao Zhun was taken aback. He then lowered his head, sniffed the Kasaya draped over him, and commented, "Although this robe is tattered, it's quite clean. What are you all afraid of?" He even waved his sleeve as if to underscore his point. Watching him, Mo Wu's mouth twitched involuntarily. By then, the golden glow from the Heaven Devouring Soul-Eating Great Array had faded, and the individual who had been devoured by the golden maw and blown to bits was none other than his own man from the Annihilation Demon Nation. Although the body was gone, Mo Wu still recognized the dissipating aura.

Up to now, Wan Jun had only managed to cut a corner of the robe, yet his side had already lost three people. The might of Dao Zhun filled Mo Wu with a sense of insurmountable defeat, a feeling that drove him to despair. "Alright, enough playing. It's time for serious business. One last question for you — that little monk, will you surrender now, or do you wish for me to take real action?" The response to Dao Zhun's query was a chorus of battle cries. And the Soul Devouring Monk, abandoning the idea of trapping Dao Zhun with the Great Array, drew his weapon and charged towards him.

For Dao Zhun, the only thing in this world that could trap him was himself!

Over on the side of the Annihilation Palace, a battle of one against thirty-two had already begun. Meanwhile, Sun Wukong had made significant headway in questioning the squadron leader, learning far more than he had initially anticipated. This proved one thing: the more one knew, the more valuable their existence—and similarly, the more they feared death.

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"The chains on our bodies were placed by the Punisher back in the day. According to the research of our Underworld God Army over a million years and my own prior knowledge, within the entire Underworld God Army, probably no one understands these chains better than I do. In reality, these chains were the product of our own research. It's just that we hadn't had the chance to use them before we were defeated. Somehow, that person who calls himself the Punisher got his hands on the chains, and after his modifications, they became what they are now."

Having said that, he glanced at the chains on his body and said, "These chains have two functions. First, they absorb our spiritual power at a fixed time every day, roughly sixty to seventy percent of our total spiritual power. And when the energy accumulates to a certain degree in this little lock over the heart, it is transported through the air to a certain place. The second function is that this little lock provides a strange energy to the person wearing it. As long as this lock and chain remain on our bodies, we will not truly die. Even if we are ground to ash, we will quickly recover. And the chains you see are not the real chains; they are just formed by that kind of energy body, so they cannot be truly destroyed. To destroy these chains, one must find the real chains. As for the location of the real chains, that is the destination where our spiritual power is being sent!"

After finishing his explanation, the squad leader seemed somewhat exhausted. Sun Wukong asked, "Can it be understood that the chains on your body are the sub-chains, and there is a main chain somewhere, to which the sub-chains transfer the absorbed spiritual power through space?" The squad leader nodded. Sun Wukong continued to ask, "Do you know why the Punisher is doing this?" The squad leader nodded and said, "The purpose is simple, to resurrect the Pioneer. And as far as I know, those so-called Punishers and whatnot Heavenly Patrollers, their original forms were elixirs refined by the Pioneer himself. Originally there were nine of them, known as the Nine War Generals. Later one of them was crippled by our powerful beings, and then the remaining eight just suddenly disappeared! The one who was destroyed at that time was led by my own battle team. So when the Punisher appeared, I could feel that they were that batch of elixirs. On this basis, I've also deduced some other things!"

"Oh? What things?"

"If I tell you, can you promise not to kill me?"

"Why are you so afraid of death? Shouldn't all members of the Underworld God Army be unafraid of death?"

"Heh, I'm different from them. I know a lot of secrets, and I also know that there is hope only if I'm alive. No matter how heroic or glorious one's death is, dead is dead. As long as I live, I will leave this place sooner or later. It's like a criminal who will behave himself when he is about to be released."

"How do you know you will leave this place? Could it be that someone will come back for you?"

"No rescue, no rescue. Our Underworld God Army has probably been wiped out by those elixirs, except for the ones from the Patrolling Celestial World. Who else would come to save us!"

"Then why are you so certain that you will leave eventually? Don't you know that your existence has always been under surveillance?"

"Of course I know. Even though no one comes to save us, if this Patrolling Celestial World were to be gone, what could they use to keep us trapped? Heh, heh."

"It seems you are quite special. What's your name?"

"Xing Dian. Former Legion Commander of the Third Legion of the Underworld God Army."

"I'm Sun Wukong, Great Sage Equalling Heaven Sun Wukong. I think we can cooperate!"

"That's exactly what I was thinking!" (To be continued. If you like this work, please come to Starting Point ) to vote for recommendation tickets, monthly passes. Your support is my greatest motivation. Mobile users, please go to m.qidian.com to read.)