754: The Monkey King: Hero is Back

After a long while, Sun Wukong finally let out a sigh.

He said in the Chaos, "To tell me the truth, it shows you are a genuine person. This brother of yours is worth befriending."

Having said that, he still asked, unwilling to give up, "But... is there no other way?"

Qin Yang pondered for a moment and said, "I only have this one method here, but whether you have one there, I don't know."

"Me here?"

Sun Wukong asked in confusion, then dejectedly said, "I've already tried..."

Qin Yang shook his head and murmured, "There should still be one. From my observation, that swastika rune looks very much like an ideological imprint."

"What is an ideological imprint?" Sun Wukong asked.

Qin Yang said, "You can understand it as an obsession, a deep-rooted obsession in the subconscious."

"Ob...session..."

Sun Wukong responded in a low voice, as if savoring these two words.

Qin Yang nodded and said, "Yes, it's an obsession. Think about it, is there anything you can't let go of?"

Qin Yang's words were not blind.

When he observed the Bull Demon King with True Dragon Qi Observation, he found that the resentment and anger on the Bull Demon King were somehow related to the swastika rune.

It was as if what truly drove and manipulated him was not the will of the Buddhas of Lingshan, but his own delusions and unwillingness.

And with Sun Wukong, the situation was largely similar.

During the battle just now, although Sun Wukong was conscious and seemed to only have his body out of control, Qin Yang could feel a surge of killing intent and determination.

That kind of killing intent and determination was not given by anyone, but originated from Sun Wukong himself.

Evidently, what truly drove the Great Sage's remnant body was a 'delusion' that Sun Wukong himself hadn't noticed.

For a moment, he truly wanted to kill himself and Yang Jian.

And, it was in the name of the Victorious Fighting Buddha.

After that, in the long void, Qin Yang could no longer hear any movement from Sun Wukong.

It was as if he had completely lost his five senses.

"There is no concept of time passing in Chaos. It's not a solution for me to wait here."

Qin Yang, hearing no sound from Sun Wukong for a long time, simply used the eastern emperor bell to pull himself, escaping from this Chaos void.

"Damn it! He actually poked a hole in Map of Mountains and Rivers for me!"

As soon as Qin Yang escaped from the 'void', he saw Yang Jian cursing.

Looking up, he saw that the illusion within Map of Mountains and Rivers was already in ruins.

Those broken Star Domains and inverted celestial rivers were all twisting and collapsing along a massive vortex, flowing into that void black hole.

"Map of Mountains and Rivers is really broken..."

Qin Yang's heart skipped a beat.

This void black hole, it seems I smashed it out?

Damn it!

Yang Jian wouldn't make me pay, would he?

As Qin Yang was thinking, Yang Jian and Nezha came forward and asked, "Where is that monkey?"

Seeing that Yang Jian seemed unaware of who poked the hole, Qin Yang immediately joined in the cursing, "It's all that Horse Herder's fault! He said that in the Chaos soup where the Three Realms are not born and the Six Paths are unclear, the Fusion of the Divine Soul can be accelerated without being controlled, and that's why he poked a hole in your Map of Mountains and Rivers!"

"So, we don't have to fight him anymore?" Nezha's eyes lit up.

At this moment, he still had his three heads and six arms, and all three heads were bruised and swollen.

This shows that the Horse Herder showed no mercy to his little fanboy.

Qin Yang nodded and said, "It's a glimmer of hope, better than fighting him all the time."

"How long will he take? Are we just going to wait like this?"

"That Buddhist hand, who knows when it will descend."

Yang Jian asked somewhat impatiently.

Qin Yang cupped his chin and said, "According to Horse Herder, there's no concept of time in Chaos. If he stays in there for thousands of years, it's possible..."

Just as Qin Yang was about to say "he might come out the next second," he saw a pair of golden eyes, imbued with lightning and fire, light up at the void entrance, which was devouring everything like a black hole.

"He... came out already?"

Outside Map of Mountains and Rivers,

Nezha instinctively took a step back.

As soon as everyone saw those eyes, they knew who it was.

Qin Yang let out a long breath.

He guessed correctly.

In the Chaos where there is no concept of time, no matter how long passes, for them, it is only an instant.

Sun Wukong, who emerged from it, must have already fused six Divine Souls and achieved his complete form.

The next step is to remove his swastika.

However, during the previous major battle, his Imperial Power had been almost depleted.

To recover to the point where he could decompose Sun Wukong, he would probably have to go idle for a while.

But... given the current situation, is there time to go idle?

Just as Qin Yang was getting a headache, Sun Wukong's voice came from the void.

"Three of you, my old Sun, is back."

"Hahahahaha!!!"

From the void black hole, Sun Wukong's voice came out like thunder, and as his laughter erupted, the entire shattered illusion vibrated.

Immediately after, golden lightning and fire pierced through the viscous black mist.

A crimson cape flapped in the pitch-black void.

The Golden Cudgel, which had been knocked away by the xuanyuan sword, spun, crushing stars as it came, and flew into the void.

With a soft 'bang'.

The Golden Cudgel was held in the hand of the being in the void black hole.

He flicked the Chaos dust off his shoulder armor with a finger, and dark purple spacetime cracks snaked and dissipated under his feet, his fiery golden eyes burning the surrounding black Qi with a sizzling sound.

A pressure stronger than that of the Great Sage's remnant body gushed out from the void black hole.

Yang Jian and Nezha instinctively shielded Qin Yang in front of them.

Recalling the battle just now, Nezha said with lingering fear, "We're not... going to fight again, are we? That would be a huge pain..."

Yang Jian also looked solemn and asked Qin Yang, "Brother, is your current magical power enough to break him apart and reassemble him? If not, then there will be a big problem."

Qin Yang did not answer the question.

In order to protect himself from the Horse Herder's staff, his Imperial Power had been largely consumed.

Even with a hundredfold acceleration of time, he couldn't replenish it in a short period.

However, if his True Dragon Qi Observation hadn't been mistaken... the swastika inside Sun Wukong's skull seemed to have disappeared.

"No need to dismantle."

The next moment, Sun Wukong spoke again, "That swastika has already been dissolved by my old Sun."

Boom!

Before he finished speaking, a roar of spatial collapse came from the depths of the void—the Divine Needle that had pierced the Nine Heavens was now stirring the entire black hole into a boiling golden vortex, and the pitch-black opening exploded into iridescent shards.

After a burst of brilliant light, Sun Wukong stood on one foot on a floating fragment of a meteor, looking down at the three below.

"How did you... do it?"

Seeing those defiant eyes, Yang Jian and Nezha's eyes lit up simultaneously.

At this moment, they all felt that the 'naughty monkey' from back then, unconstrained by the golden fillet, had returned.

Indeed.

There was a subtle difference between Sun Wukong with the golden fillet and Sun Wukong without the golden fillet.

Although they were both equally powerful.

But... one was Sun Wukong on a pilgrimage to the West,

The other, however, was the Monkey King who wanted to be equal to Heaven.

This change could only be felt by Yang Jian and Nezha, who had fought him.

"Human Emperor, thank you."

In mid-air, Sun Wukong grinned at Qin Yang and said, "If it weren't for you, I really wouldn't have understood that the Victorious Fighting Buddha and that Horse Herder have no essential difference."