Rebirth in Journey to the West: Sun Wukong

With the departure of the Hong Jun Daoist Ancestor, Shen Lang no longer insisted, his figure flickering as he charged out of the Gloomy Marsh.

With Hong Jun Daoist Ancestor gone, Sun Wukong felt the pressure increase significantly, as the magical creature's form continued to break free from the earth.

Sun Wukong had a feeling that most of the creature's strength was bound by the earth, and once it broke free, its power would surely increase, making it difficult for him to hold it off alone.

No time to lose, leave immediately!

Sun Wukong struck a feint with his staff and turned to charge out of the marsh.

"Roar~!"

The magical creature let out a roar, its two arms pursuing Sun Wukong, suddenly reaching to grab him.

Sun Wukong naturally couldn't let those arms catch him, otherwise, it would be difficult to escape.

"Mysterious Heaven Nine Transformations, White Cloud Smoke!"

Clenching his teeth, Sun Wukong used the body technique of Mysterious Heaven Nine Transformations, transforming his figure into a misty form. The creature's arms passed through his body without harming him.

The next moment, Sun Wukong's figure re-emerged ahead, having escaped the Gloomy Marsh.

Roar~!

The creature's roar echoed from the marsh, only a few dozen feet away, yet the creature seemed to have completely lost sight of them.

It had become like a blind creature, seemingly unable to see them at all.

"As expected, this creature can only exist in the summoned area, unable to go beyond."

Sun Wukong secretly breathed a sigh of relief. Luckily, he used the Mysterious Heaven Nine Transformations body technique, otherwise, he would be in trouble if caught by that creature!

"Wukong, are you okay?"

Shen Lang saw with his own eyes Sun Wukong being grabbed by the creature's two large hands and yet escaping as if they were nothing, feeling a surprise beyond words.

"I'm fine, thankfully I wasn't caught!"

Sun Wukong laughed, "It seems we killed too many Marsh Poison Creatures, which is what brought this creature out."

Sun Wukong shared his speculation, which Shen Lang and the Hong Jun Daoist Ancestor both agreed with nods.

But then Shen Lang became somewhat puzzled: "It's strange, we killed quite a few God Demon Evil Spirits when we were on the Floating Island, why didn't it bring out this creature?"

"Maybe this creature only appears where there is land."

Sun Wukong speculated, "Anyway, we should be more careful not to stay too long in a single terrain area to avoid attracting this creature again.

"I never intended to linger in such a nasty place."

Shen Lang shrugged, those Marsh Poison Creatures attacked them first, and if they didn't fight back, they would just be hit.

This kind of waiting to be hit was something Shen Lang had never contemplated, so when faced with similar situations in the future, he would still resist.

"Speaking of which, Wukong, what did you plan to do with those Poison Balls?"

In the desert area outside the Gloomy Marsh, Shen Lang asked Sun Wukong curiously as he walked, sinking and stumbling in the yellow sand.

Not just the Hong Jun Daoist Ancestor, even Shen Lang noticed the abnormality of the Poison Balls; Sun Wukong had absorbed so many Poison Balls into his body, he couldn't be without plans.

"You noticed too?"

Sun Wukong shrugged, deciding to tell the truth, "I found that these Poison Balls can be merged together, so I wanted to refine them into a Magical Treasure."

"Have you refined them?" Shen Lang's eyes lit up.

"Of course!"

Sun Wukong flipped his hand over, revealing the Magical Treasure he had just successfully refined.

This Magical Treasure was still a spherical shape, but after Sun Wukong demonstrated, Shen Lang and the Hong Jun Daoist Ancestor's eyes suddenly widened.

The sphere could change its shape!

A Magical Treasure that can freely transform is typically called a Wishful Treasure, and its practicality far exceeds that of ordinary Magical Treasures.

"I named this Magical Treasure the Wishful Poison God Egg, isn't it a nice name?"

"..."

Shen Lang and the Hong Jun Daoist Ancestor were speechless, as Sun Wukong's naming ability was truly unimpressive.

However, Wishful Poison God Egg it is, the two were more concerned about the power of this thing.

"Below the Saint Divine Realm, it should be unstoppable, if hit, even if not dead, severely harmed."

Sun Wukong said, and Shen Lang and the Hong Jun Daoist Ancestor's faces changed.

This means that as long as someone below the Saint Divine Realm gets hit by this Magical Treasure's attack, they will be finished?

"Why didn't you use it earlier, Wukong? We could have used it against that creature!"

Shen Lang looked regretful, already envisioning the benefits they would gain from defeating the creature.

"Come on, I hadn't refined this Magical Treasure yet!"

Sun Wukong rolled his eyes, Shen Lang grumbling without understanding, if this Magical Treasure were so easily refined, he would have used it long ago.

Would he still wait until now?

Moreover, although the Wishful Poison God Egg is powerful, Sun Wukong was only estimating, and the creature's strength was not weak, likely on par with the Saint Divine Realm.

Whether it would work on it, Sun Wukong wasn't sure.

So until a crucial moment, it's better not to use it recklessly.

Shen Lang was just complaining; he naturally knew such a decisive Magical Treasure shouldn't be used until a key moment.

"Now, with this Wishful Poison God Egg, if anyone comes our way, they get an egg, and see if they survive!"

Leaving the damp and cold place of the Gloomy Marsh, Shen Lang was noticeably in better spirits.

Though surrounded by yellow sand, it seemed a rare scenic view to Shen Lang.

The only flaw was, why weren't any monsters coming to attack?

On the Floating Island were Divine Beast Evil Spirits, in the forests on the continent were bone creatures, and in the Gloomy Marsh were toxic monsters.

In this desert area, shouldn't there be some scorpions, centipedes, sandworms, or something?

But after walking for so long, there was a calmness, nothing appeared?

This isn't scientific!

"Isn't it good that there are no attacks? Do you need chaos to be comfortable?"

Sun Wukong rolled his eyes again, Shen Lang was typically spoiled, having lived too many comfortable days.

"That can't be said!"

Shen Lang shook his head, "Though monsters attacking causes some trouble, it allows you to stretch your muscles! After these days, I'm almost bored sick!"

"Besides, those monsters always leave something behind, even those disgusting Marsh Poison Creatures left Poison Balls, didn't they?"

Sun Wukong raised his brow; indeed, even the Marsh Poison Creatures contributed Poison Balls, which he refined into the Wishful Poison God Egg.

It could be said that the monsters in the Desolate Divine Realm were treasures.

With the ability to kill them, one's strength can increase rapidly.

"So, compared to trouble, the benefits are more important! I just don't believe there aren't monsters here in the Sand Sea!"