Great Demon Sun Wukong

The scheming of the Primordial Honor truly instills fear in the depths of one's heart. Although Ye Zi and Ye Wu have died, the Bull Demon King and Erlang God are still present, and they heard the words of the Primordial Honor. However, despite knowing what transpired, they are helpless, for their strength pales in comparison to the Primordial Honor, despite the latter only possessing a single head. The giant silhouette, enveloped by countless flames of the phoenix, appeared and swiftly stepped towards the Primordial Honor.

In truth, the Primordial Honor intended for this spirit to directly appear overhead, but there was a slight problem when tearing through the space. However, this mere hundred-meter distance only amounts to a breath's time. As the flame-covered silhouette took a step forward, it arrived before the Primordial Honor. Subsequently, all the flame phoenixes departed and returned to the body that originally belonged to Blast Heaven Phoenix.

The Primordial Honor laughed wildly, gazing skyward. Although he encountered an accident and lost his physical body earlier, it's no problem; he has a backup move. As long as he absorbs and fuses with this immense spirit, he might not recover his peak strength, but eliminating these present individuals shouldn't pose an issue. Earlier, he truly underestimated the situation, but this time, surely he won't.

Such thoughts filled his mind as the Primordial Honor controlled the flesh of Blast Heaven Phoenix, reaching out towards the spirit in front. As soon as he touches the spirit, in just three to five breaths, he will absorb all these spirits. At that moment, a figure flashed past the corner of his eye, severing the outstretched hand of the Primordial Honor.

The Primordial Honor wasn't surprised; instead, he sneered and said, "Hmph, isn't continuing to hide much better? Finding an opportunity to escape and survive in a small world, isn't that stronger than dying?" After saying that, the Primordial Honor turned to look at Xi Zhao, who was already standing on the shoulder of the human-shaped spirit.

The Primordial Honor wasn't taken aback by the severing of his hand because he intentionally wanted to lure Xi Zhao out. Xi Zhao's invisibility is truly formidable, and the current Primordial Honor couldn't detect it even if he tried. So, if Xi Zhao chose to hide and escape, the Primordial Honor could do nothing about it, which is why he intentionally revealed a flaw to provoke Xi Zhao into action.

While severing his own arm, he utilized the Power of the Phoenix to mark Xi Zhao. Even if Xi Zhao hid again, he could still be found. Xi Zhao didn't reply, merely frowning at the Primordial Honor's severed hand slowly regenerating. The advantage of the flesh condensed with the Power of the Phoenix is its ability to regenerate at any time.

Xi Zhao glanced at Sun Wukong, suddenly shouting, "Monkey, deal with those spirits. This time, the hero role is yours; don't let me down!" Xi Zhao's voice was filled with sorrow, but also had a hint of relief. Xi Zhao deeply understood the consequences if the Primordial Honor obtained these spirits. He had already expended a lot of energy, and when fighting alongside Sun Wukong in the Netherworld World, they discussed the moves of extreme power.

At that time, Sun Wukong shared a thought with him about merging extreme Buddha's power and extreme demonic power. Xi Zhao felt this move was highly possible, albeit untested—first because timing didn't permit, and second because Xi Zhao was unfamiliar with Buddha's power. But Xi Zhao knew one thing: this move wasn't easy for Sun Wukong, and it could very likely drain all his vitality and Spiritual Power. Therefore, this should be Sun Wukong's final strike.

So, Xi Zhao needed to ensure Sun Wukong's strike had a definite effect. If Sun Wukong attacks after the Primordial Honor has fused all the spirits, the effectiveness would be minimized. Thus, Xi Zhao decided to use his life to buy some time. Without giving Sun Wukong any time to respond, Xi Zhao turned swiftly, looked at the Primordial Honor, chuckling, then suddenly hurled the Gan Qi in his hand.

The Gan Qi directly aimed at the Primordial Honor's head; although his body could condense, his head was still his own. Crossing his arms in front, the Gan Qi directly chopped at the Primordial Honor's forearms, but didn't sever them—instead, it embedded within. The Primordial Honor snorted coldly, shaking his arms to throw off the Gan Qi. Suddenly, Xi Zhao appeared in front of the Primordial Honor, without hesitation, grabbing the Primordial Honor's shoulders with both hands, as mysterious patterns began to emerge all over his body.

Simultaneously with these patterns, a pervasive aura of destruction unfolded. Xi Zhao, originally the Domain Lord of Annihilation Demon Nation, held his strongest power: destruction. Although the Progenitor of the Annihilation Nine Headed Serpent was nearby, the serpent, having lost his vast physical body, only retained minimal destructive power. His stronger strength was his control over destiny.

The Nine Headed Annihilation Technique shouldn't have a significant impact on the Primordial Honor, yet Xi Zhao formulated his own plan. What is the highest realm of destructive power? During the Six Kingdoms War, the Demon Nation's Jing Potian demonstrated part of it. It's mutual destruction, meaning the ultimate embodiment of destructive power is to perish together.

Destruction isn't just about annihilating the enemy but requires obliterating oneself as well to obtain the strongest power. At this moment, Xi Zhao intended to perish together with the Primordial Honor, yet Xi Zhao was uncertain if the destructive power gained through sacrificing his life could truly obliterate the Primordial Honor.

After all, the Primordial Honor's backups were aplenty. The Primordial Honor had been defeated and killed before, yet he always returned stronger. Facing such an opponent, nobody dared guarantee this time they could truly kill him. Therefore, Xi Zhao urged Sun Wukong to be the hero, implying that as long as Sun Wukong scattered the spirits, regardless of Xi Zhao's success in killing the Primordial Honor, the ultimate victory would belong to Sun Wukong.

Sun Wukong was already prepared; upon hearing Xi Zhao's words, he hesitated briefly before changing his target to the towering spirit. He didn't know Xi Zhao's plan but perceived it as a bid for time. Previously, Sun Wukong would have certainly stopped Xi Zhao, fearing Xi Zhao might sacrifice himself to buy time.

However, after witnessing so many deaths, Sun Wukong learned to put away that pitiful yet useful kindness. He never wished anyone to die, yet, in reality, such thoughts only led to more people dying needlessly. Without enough strength, Sun Wukong's desires and ideas were mere fantasy. If he stopped Xi Zhao, he might lose the best timing, resulting in more deaths.

Amidst the harsh reality, Sun Wukong's heart was gradually sharpened, becoming tough and incisive—a change neither good nor bad. But, regardless, Sun Wukong seemed to have grown, despite the heavy costs of that growth.

Sun Wukong no longer hesitated; he had already merged with his true self, and the illusion in the central body turned solid. Merely glancing at Xi Zhao and the Primordial Honor, Sun Wukong calmed his mind, stepping forward while clenching his right fist. As Sun Wukong clenched his fist, the two apparitions beside him instantly merged into Sun Wukong's true self in the center; the Buddha and demonic powers finally fully integrated after ten thousand meters.

The next moment, Sun Wukong's true form suddenly shrunk, instantly resizing to his normal form, then Sun Wukong immediately vanished, reappearing above the Spiritual Body. "Don't say Buddha and demons can't coexist. I willingly sacrifice my blood for the heavens and earth!" With a chant, the sound hadn't faded when Sun Wukong descended, delivering a punch straight to the top of the Spiritual Body's head. Meanwhile, Xi Zhao still held onto the Primordial Honor's body, refraining from unleashing the final destruction, hence the Primordial Honor naturally witnessed Sun Wukong's punch.

Initially, the Primordial Honor didn't care since it wasn't a solid person but a spirit condensation, incapable of being harmed. Even if scattered, he could instantly reconsolidate it with a thought. But after Sun Wukong's punch, the Primordial Honor's face changed drastically.

The expression on the Primordial Honor's face was naturally noted by Xi Zhao, who coldly sneered and said, "Clearly you are the one defeated, why should I escape? Sun Wukong is also in the Primordial Honor realm; isn't it strange that he can attack the Spiritual Body?"

After saying this, Xi Zhao's eyes turned cold, speaking in a deep voice, "Mutual destruction, the ultimate power of annihilation, Primordial Honor, may you obediently die!" As he finished, the mysterious patterns on Xi Zhao's body suddenly shone, yet all emitted black light. With the appearance of black light, Xi Zhao's body began vanishing; along with Xi Zhao's body disappeared, also the Primordial Honor's original body of Blast Heaven Phoenix.

This time, the Primordial Honor panicked once more. "Xi Zhao, impossible, why do you possess such power? Why?" But the Primordial Honor's question was doomed to receive no answer.

The instant Sun Wukong's punch smashed the towering Spiritual Body into fragments, Xi Zhao and the Primordial Honor almost simultaneously vanished—or rather—they were consumed by the black light. The spirit shattered by Sun Wukong either lost the Primordial Honor's control or for some other reason, transformed into countless points of light, scattering instantly as if returning to their original owners. Everything seemingly ended so suddenly, yet difficultly. (To be continued. If you enjoy this work, feel free to visit Starting Point (qidian.com) to vote for recommendations or monthly passes. Your support is my greatest motivation. Mobile users, please visit m.qidian.com for reading.)