Great Demon Sun Wukong

At the very moment when the Nine-Headed Serpent, entirely composed of lightning, appeared, all the life within the Sand Realm felt a surge of brutish power of destruction. It seemed as if everything in the world would soon be annihilated. This was particularly true for Yao Wumeng, Hao Chen, and Bu Yun—the three of them sensed the terrifying destructive force most acutely.

The four golden ants also sensed the threat of that enormous serpent with nine heads in the sky and gathered together, touching antennae as if they were communicating with each other.

At the Eastern Gate of the City of Ruins, within two massive sand pits, stood two monstrous figures atop Yao Wumeng and the King of Qin. Both raised their heads to look at the Nine-Headed Serpent in the sky and then seemed to listen intently for a while before nodding and ignoring it further.

At this moment, the Six-Eared Macaque, who was being stepped on by one of the strange figures, suddenly felt his heart begin to throb violently, and that strange sensation he had felt before surged in his heart again.

Last time, during the intense battle with Jixin, he had triggered an armor transformation. But after the transformation, a voice emerged from the depths of his heart, a voice that was extremely enticing. Ultimately, it drove the Six-Eared Macaque into a berserk state; had that mysterious figure not appeared, Jixin would have surely been killed by the Six-Eared Macaque.

Now, feeling the power of destruction coming from the sky, a voice emerged once again in the depths of his heart. It was so faint that the Six-Eared Macaque couldn't make out what was being said, but he knew the voice meant "he" needed energy, a lot of energy.

The Six-Eared Macaque could have resisted with his willpower and the sealing power provided by the armor inside his body, but as the Nine-Headed Serpent in the sky descended towards the City of Ruins, the voice grew louder.

Finally, when the lightning-formed Nine-Headed Serpent crashed down at the Western Gate of the City of Ruins with an explosion, that voice had completely overpowered the divine consciousness of the Six-Eared Macaque.

The Six-Eared Macaque, originally pinned under the foot of the monster, had his pupils dilate instantly, and the whites of his eyes turned blood red. His monkey hair also turned the color of fresh blood within the blink of an eye. The monster stepping on the Six-Eared Macaque sensed the change beneath its foot and revealed a look of terror in its eyes.

But before the monster could lift its foot to evade, the Six-Eared Macaque, lying on the ground, slowly pushed up with his hands and rose. The process was slow, while the monster's foot still pressed on the Macaque's back. For some reason, the monster simply stared blankly at the Six-Eared Macaque.

However, the Six-Eared Macaque didn't care whether the figure was stunned or not. At this moment, he was half-kneeling on the sand, feeling that someone was still stepping on him, a flash of disgust crossed his dark pupils. Half-kneeling, he swung his left hand backward, slapping the monster like swatting a fly, sending it flying before crashing into a sand dune.

The other figure, standing over the King of Qin, was also startled. Then it pushed down violently with its legs and rammed its knee into the back of the King of Qin's head with such force that it shattered the crystallized sand beneath the King of Qin's head. Blood streamed from the King of Qin's forehead, and he immediately passed out.

After knocking out the King of Qin, that figure, as if receiving some command, nodded and then flew straight toward the dune where the Six-Eared Macaque had flung the other monster, plunging without hesitation into the dune. Meanwhile, the Six-Eared Macaque had already stood up, hands dangling, only glancing at the figure from the corner of his eye before fixing his attention on the west.

In that direction lay the spot where the Nine-Headed Serpent had fallen. The Six-Eared Macaque suddenly spoke, but his voice had completely changed, becoming hoarse. Anyone familiar with the Six-Eared Macaque would know—this voice was definitely not his. Read new chapters at empire

"I never expected the Power of Destruction from the Annihilation Nine-Headed Serpent to stimulate my consciousness, allowing me to gain a moment of clarity. However, this damned Sealing Armor is indeed sturdy. After billions of years of impact, only the helmet was damaged last time by chance. Alas, I do not even know what era it is now, but it doesn't matter. I will return eventually.

You all just wait quietly for me, hahaha!"

After speaking, the voice disappeared, but the eyes of the Six-Eared Macaque did not revert to normal, and the monkey hair remained blood-red. The voice was gone, yet a mysterious power still controlled the Six-Eared Macaque. It was then that a violent explosion suddenly erupted from a sand dune.

The Six-Eared Macaque, who had been staring west, suddenly turned his head. His pitch-black eyes seemed to penetrate everything as he saw through the rising dust from the explosion, a figure wearing black armor, dragging a Horse-Slaying Blade, floating quietly in mid-air. However, upon seeing this person, the Six-Eared Macaque suddenly displayed a bright smile.

The feeling was very much like when a person is extremely hungry and suddenly sees a feast before their eyes, that kind of excitement. He didn't pick up the Crimson Blood Roaming Dragon Staff that had fallen beside him; instead, he began to slowly move his hands and feet in place, as if he planned to go all out.

The figure that had suddenly appeared in the dunes twisted his neck and also revealed a greedy smile. Then, with a step in the air, he was flying towards the Six-Eared Macaque, dragging along the Horse-Slaying Blade.

When he was less than three meters away from the Six-Eared Macaque, the blade he had been carrying behind him was suddenly raised and chopped down towards the Six-Eared Macaque's forehead.

At this moment, the Six-Eared Macaque was still bending over, moving his knees, and crossing his wrists, seemingly completely unaware of the large blade chopping down above his head. Then, without any hesitation, the blade chopped down forcefully, and the intense blade qi and power exploded the ground, creating a fissure over twenty meters long and of unknown depth.

The sand grains at the edge of the fissure had all turned red and crystallized into a large area.

This blade was so fast that it generated intense heat as it sliced through the air and crystalized the sand grains upon contact with the ground. However, when looking at the blade again, there was not a hint of heat; it still flashed with a cold light, and the blade qi was oppressive. The figure suddenly furrowed his brows, as the sensation when he swung his blade down was that he had missed.

Sure enough, when the dust settled, there was no trace of the Six-Eared Macaque in the original spot, just a charred fissure, empty and bare. The figure turned his head sharply, only to see the Six-Eared Macaque, with his back to him, twisting his waist. It seemed he had finished moving his wrists and was now working on his waist and shoulders.

Moreover, the clothes of the Six-Eared Macaque, though very tattered, were apparently unscathed, not even a corner of them was damaged. Of course, even so, the Six-Eared Macaque's clothes were already very ragged. After all, the previous battle was not as leisurely as right now.

The figure shouted angrily, seemingly very furious, turned around abruptly, and the Horse-Slaying Blade in his hand was swung horizontally. This time it was clear to see: as the blade sliced through the air, it suddenly turned crimson, and the intense heat hissed through the air. Perhaps if the blade were a bit faster, it could even slice a fissure into the space?

In nearly a thousandth of an instant, the Horse-Slaying Blade had already slashed at the Six-Eared Macaque's waist, and as it passed by, it seemed to have cut right through the Six-Eared Macaque's waist! The Six-Eared Macaque seemed to be cut in half by this blade, and his twisting movements stopped abruptly mid-air, motionless.

Seeing that his blade had struck home, the figure couldn't help but rejoice. Just as he was about to laugh out loud, he felt something was amiss, for the Six-Eared Macaque before him was gradually fading away. That's right, fading away. Quickly, under the figure's astonished gaze, the Six-Eared Macaque slowly disappeared.

The figure stepped forward hastily and swept his other hand through the air a few times. There was nothing but emptiness; this was not any sort of invisibility. At this moment, the figure seemed to hear something by his ear, turned around hastily, and then, with an incredulous look, saw the Six-Eared Macaque standing a couple of steps away, moving his neck.

Could it be that what had just happened was only a phantom image? How fast was he, then? Not only did he dodge his own attacks, but that phantom image could also linger for so long.

As if feeling humiliated, the figure suddenly shouted loudly, then his arms bulged with muscles as he summoned all his power, whipping the Horse-Slaying Blade into a blur of shadows, landing over a thousandslashes upon the genuine Six-Eared Macaque before him.

But before the figure could stop his onslaught, he suddenly felt a tap on his shoulder and instinctively ended the motion, turning around. What he saw was the smiling face of the Six-Eared Macaque. Then he heard the Six-Eared Macaque say, "Warm-up complete. Next up, one hit, instant kill!" As soon as the words were spoken, he suddenly punched the figure in the stomach.

The figure, who was about to strike back with his blade, could only bring his hand up half-way before it stopped forever, suspended in mid-air, the person, was already dead.

There were no wounds, no spitting blood, no chaos in his spiritual energy; everything was exactly the same as when he was alive, and yet, he was truly dead.

(Tomorrow is the Mid-Autumn Festival, and Sanzang wishes everyone a happy holiday. Unfortunately, Sanzang can't go home and will have to spend three days alone at home. The update times have been a bit late these two days, please forgive me.

Also, I originally planned to release three chapters tomorrow, but due to commitments, there will likely only be two or even just one, and I'm truly sorry for that. I will make up for it when I find time. Please bear with me and be understanding of Sanzang. Also, don't forget to cast your recommendation votes and give rewards! Thank you!)