Rebirth in Journey to the West: Sun Wukong

"Uh~!"

A muffled groan escaped as Sun Wukong was repeatedly forced back, taking seven heavy steps in the void before he finally steadied his form, his gaze towards the Evil Emperor flashing with a hint of astonishment.

"Is that, the Evil Dao?"

Among the Three Thousand Great Daos, this one ranked eighty-sixth. It couldn't be compared to the Space-Time Great Dao, Combat Dao, or Destruction Great Dao, but since it had solidified into a tangible form and was propelled by a Slaying One Corpse Merit Saint like the Evil Emperor, its destructive power was naturally extraordinary.

However, it was not enough to make Sun Wukong falter!

"Interesting! Let's see if your Great Dao is powerful, or if mine is stronger!"

Battle intent boiled within Sun Wukong's body, and the three Great Dao illusions behind him also began to quiver as a potent power of the Great Dao's laws poured into him.

"Frenzied Monkey Stick Technique!"

A touch of madness flashed across his face; a strange whirlwind of Qi began to dissipate around Sun Wukong's body, his entire being seemingly entering a state of frenzy, as the Ruyi Golden-Hooped Rod in his hand spun wildly, launching a ferocious assault on the Evil Emperor.

This was an advanced manifestation of the Frenzied Monkey Stick Technique, a skill Sun Wukong grasped when he achieved the Saint Level by merging with the Dao through slaying the Three Corpses. Now, whenever he wielded the Frenzied Monkey Stick Technique, he began to accumulate a wild fury that continually increased his strength, speed, and destructive capabilities. The longer this state was maintained, the more formidable his combat power became!

However, the drawback was that if too much madness accumulated, his entire being could fall into a state of frenzy, risking the loss of his sanity. Thus, Sun Wukong dared not let this state persist for too long.

"What is this secret technique? How is it so bizarre? Sun Wukong's combat power has increased from before!"

As a Slaying One Corpse Merit Saint, the Evil Emperor's perception was far sharper than ordinary people's. He quickly noticed the unusual changes in Sun Wukong, whose speed, strength, and destructive power were continuously rising. The strange Qi whirlwind coiling around his body thickened, slowly reversing the situation from its initial disadvantage to an evenly-matched struggle against the Evil Emperor.

What was most terrifying was that Sun Wukong's strength was still climbing!

If things continued this way, it wouldn't be long before the Evil Emperor could no longer withstand the pressure!

"No, this state must be interrupted, otherwise it'll be terrible!"

Gritting his teeth, the Evil Emperor utilized the full force of the Evil Dao's power, the Evil Dao behind him erupting in a brilliant light. Points of Great Dao Law power transformed into streams of light converging into him. As they accumulated in his palm, they took the shape of a sphere of light, his body flashing about as he dodged Sun Wukong's demon-sealing attacks.

"Break for me!"

At last, the light sphere in the Evil Emperor's palm reached its limit of condensation and could no longer be compressed. Dodging a blow from Sun Wukong's rod, the Evil Emperor roared, stamping the light sphere fiercely onto Sun Wukong.

"Heaven-Breaking Nine Rods!"

A sense of extreme danger surged towards him, causing every hair on Sun Wukong's body to tremble. Startled, he had no time to think and directly unleashed his ultimate move, the Heaven-Breaking Nine Rods. It collided with the light sphere marked by the Evil Emperor with a thunderous impact.

Boom!

Boom boom boom boom!

A mere clash of ultimate moves had set off a continuous series of explosive roars. The energy fluctuations from the impact caused the Three Realms' space to tremble violently, and cracks began to spread like a spider web from the epicenter of the clash, reaching out in all directions. The Three Realms today were not as they once were—the space was extremely stable, and even exchanges between Heavenly Dao Saints would hardly tear apart the fabric of space unless the energy fluctuations were exceedingly intense.

The collision of ultimate moves between Sun Wukong and the Evil Emperor had caused such massive spatial disturbances that countless cracks appeared. One could only imagine the terrifying destructive power at play!

Below, the pitch-black seawater was pushed away by an overwhelming pressure, revealing a deep abyss where even the ocean floor became visible. Normally, the ferocious beasts that roamed these waters, known for their extreme viciousness, were now trembling with fear, keeping a distance far beyond a hundred miles as they dared not come any closer.

The dark clouds in the sky had long been dispersed by the force of their confrontation, leaving it cloudless for thousands of miles. Yet, violent thunderstorms surged everywhere, affecting an area of hundreds of miles around and creating a veritable vision of hell.

An encounter at the level of Heavenly Dao Saints, although not capable of directly destroying the Three Realms as in the past, still had a profound impact on the surroundings. All forces across the Three Realms sensed the destructive power fluctuations coming from the fringes of the Western Niu He Continent.

Those who felt it the most were naturally located on the Western Niu He Continent—on the Western Heaven Spiritual Mountain.

At the Spiritual Mountain, within the Great Thunder Sound Temple, Ran Deng Buddha's expression turned grim as he looked towards the northeast. His gaze pierced through the temple's halls, his eyes flashing with a sharp glint.

"What a strong energy fluctuation! Heavenly Dao Saints are clashing! It's happening right at the edge of the Western Niu He Continent!"

Ran Deng Buddha glanced at the empty seat beside him. The Tathagata Buddha was in seclusion and hadn't stepped out of his chamber for years. The affairs of the Spiritual Mountain were largely handled by him.

Actually, there weren't many affairs to handle—mostly just the occasional preaching and discussing of the Buddhist teachings.

But now, right at the edge of the Western Niu He Continent, such a huge commotion had erupted. A conflict between Heavenly Dao Saints was not just a simple battle but could potentially trigger significant shifts in power among the forces of the Three Realms!

"That Tathagata, choosing neither to enter seclusion earlier nor later, but precisely at a time like this!"

On ordinary days, Ran Deng Buddha had always harbored a sense of dissatisfaction towards the Tathagata Buddha, believing that if not for the latter seizing the majority of the merit and destiny years ago, he, Ran Deng Buddha, would have been the rightful Buddhist Sect leader of the Western Heavenly Buddhist Sect. However, faced with such a situation now, Ran Deng Buddha suddenly felt a loss of direction, silently hoping that the Tathagata Buddha would appear and offer guidance.

The energy fluctuations were too intense; it was the time of the third immeasurable calamity, and even the Heavenly Dao Saints could not communicate with the Heavenly Dao to divine the myriad things of the Three Realms, especially when the subjects of divination were other Heavenly Dao Saints. It was an impossibility. Being at the top of this Spiritual Mountain and at such a great distance, Ran Deng Buddha had no way of perceiving which two Heavenly Dao Saints were in combat.

However, judging from the strength of the energy fluctuations, neither of the two involved in the clash was likely to be an easy opponent!

After pacing back and forth within the Great Thunder Sound Temple for quite some time, Ran Deng Buddha could no longer restrain himself. In a flash, he left the temple and rose upon the clouds, heading in the direction of the energy fluctuations.

He was determined to see for himself which two Heavenly Dao Saints were engaged in a fight to the death!

Ran Deng Buddha was not the only one restless; the Primordial Heavenly Venerable and the Jade Emperor of the Heavenly Court, as well as other Saint level powerhouses from various ancient races, had all left their seclusions, rushing towards the border of the Western Niu He Continent.