Within Cheng Hao's inner world. Sun Wukong, who had been seated in the lotus position beneath the World Tree, suddenly flew into the air. Golden-Banded Staff in hand, he stood tall and proud above the clouds.
"Haha, I, Old Sun, have finally broken through to become a World-level expert. In the future, I'll be able to use the Fogstone Apocalypse technique!"
The Fogstone Apocalypse technique was an explosive technique that could dramatically increase one's combat power. It was somewhat similar to Lin Xi's Flying Immortal Art.
However, unlike the Flying Immortal Art, this technique had a strong tendency to self-destruct. If one used it excessively, one's entire body would transform into fogstone and become a stone statue. Thus, this extremely powerful technique wasn't all that impressive in the Desolate Epoch, because very few people were able to unleash its full power without worrying about it at all.
However, this technique, which others would use to put their lives on the line, seemed to be tailor-made for Sun Wukong. He was a naturally born Intelligent Stone Monkey; the side effects of the Fogstone Apocalypse technique were completely insignificant to him. He could ignore them all!
"Eldest apprentice-brother, come spar with me!"
Sun Wukong desperately wanted to find someone to spar with. He had spent all these years training within his master's inner world, and he was about to explode from being bored to death.
"No need!" Ao Wuxu shook his head. "Not long ago, I devoured that blood river that came from the outside world. I haven't completely digested the energy within it yet. I don't have the time for now!"
"Is that so?"
Sun Wukong scratched his head. "Judging from the power of that blood river, Master seemed to have encountered a powerful foe. I wonder if he's dealt with it yet?" Sun Wukong clenched his fists in excitement. "It just so happens that I, Old Sun, have made a breakthrough in power. I should be able to help Master!"
"There's no need for you to worry about Master's affairs. If there's a need, Master will notify us in advance!" Ao Wuxu shook his head, once more closing his eyes.
"Heh heh, I'm just itching for a fight! Speaking of which, it really was a pity back then. If it wasn't for the Jade Emperor courting death and summoning that incredible monster, I might've been able to fight him for three hundred rounds! "
Scratching his head, Sun Wukong was just about to put away the Ruyi Jingu Bang when, out of the corner of his eyes, he just so happened to catch a glimpse of Mister Demon who was lying down atop a black cloud, leisurely napping.
"Hehe, I've finally found someone to practice with!"
Wukong laughed strangely. His figure flashed and turned into a misty rainbow light. In the blink of an eye, he arrived in front of the demonic cloud and blocked its path.
"Old devil, stop sleeping. Get up and fight with me!"
Mister Demon rubbed his eyes, then narrowed them into slits. Lying on the demonic cloud, he yawned and said, "So it's you, monkey. Why are you looking for me?"
"What is it?" Sun Wukong pointed at Mr. Mo with his Jingu Bang. "Some time ago, I was bored, so I read all the books that Master collected from various worlds. Especially that Journey to the West, I read it three times!"
"Oh, what do you want to say?" Mr. Devil flipped over and shifted into a more comfortable position. His eyelids drooped as if he would fall asleep at any moment.
"I only found out after reading the novel that if I hadn't been lucky enough to meet my master, I'm afraid I would have been schemed against by Tathagata. First, I would have been suppressed under the Five Elements Mountain for 500 years. After that, I would have to be a monk in Spirited Mountain. Don't you think it's time for us to settle this score? "
Sun Wukong unleashed his god-devil body and transformed into a 10,000-foot-tall giant monkey. He had the appearance of a lightning god baring his fangs, looking very terrifying.
"You have a conflict with Tathagata. Why are you looking for me? I'm not him." Mr. Devil waved his hand, looking a little impatient.
"Hehe, how is it none of your business? You are Tathagata's new life. You were born after Tathagata died. Whether you admit it or not, you have a huge karmic connection with him. You have to accept the karmic connection that Tathagata left behind for him!"
"Is that so … How troublesome!" Mr. Devil rubbed his forehead, looking troubled. "Then, Wukong, how do you want to settle this matter?"
"Very simple. Fight with me!" Sun Wukong waved his Jingu Bang excitedly.
"No!" Mr. Devil scratched his head, expressing his refusal.
"Why? You are a Stage Five powerhouse. Are you afraid?"
"Fighting is too tiring. It's a waste of my sleep time. It's meaningless!"
"Hmph! If you don't want to fight, I, Old Sun, will. If you don't get up, I'll let you have a taste of Old Sun's great stick! "
Wukong held the Ruyi Jingu Bang in his hand. His Godfiend body exuded a monstrous pressure. Wind and thunder rumbled in the sky, and from time to time, there was a rumbling sound. It looked like a great battle was about to begin.
"Oh, if you want to fight, then fight. I'll take a nap first!" Mr. Devil nodded and turned over to lie on the devil cloud. His buttocks were slightly raised as if telling Wukong to fight here!
"What the hell! You'd rather take a beating than fight with me? " This old devil was so cooperative even when he was being beaten. Wukong held the great stick and felt a little embarrassed to fight.
"Anyway, you can't kill me. As long as I don't die, even if the sky falls, it's not as important as my sleep!"
F * ck you!
Wukong had completely lost his temper. He really didn't know where to start when he met such a troublesome person. He was a cultivator and the personal disciple of Emperor Haotian of the Penglai lineage. He was really embarrassed to beat up someone he knew for no reason!
"I say, Old Devil, other devils do all kinds of killing, burning, robbing, and angering the heavens and the people. Why are you so unmotivated?"
Wukong withdrew his Godfiend body, sat on the clouds, and began to lecture him. He felt that this old devil's worldview wasn't right. As a devil, he didn't have any manners at all. All he did was eat, sleep, and eat. How was he different from Ba Jie?
"Those that you're talking about are all demons, demons, and insignificant characters. A real demon is just like me, doing as he pleases and acting according to his heart!" Mr. Demon replied in his sleep.
"What you said seems to make some sense!" Wukong scratched his head. He was a little confused. The ideals of a devil didn't seem to be much different from that of an immortal!
"Then, old devil, what is your heart? Do you want to become the ancestor of all devils and rule over all worlds?"
"No!"
"Then what is it?" Wukong scratched his head. He had a vague answer in his heart.
"Sleep!"
As expected! Wukong sighed. He had completely lost his temper against this weirdo.
Eldest Senior Brother didn't have time to fight with him. This old devil was like a dead pig that wasn't afraid of boiling water. He didn't want to fight with him at all. The World Tree was the divine tree that stabilized his master's inner world. He didn't dare to provoke it. Although Little Nannan's cultivation wasn't weak, she was the beloved daughter of his master and master's wife. She had always been obedient and cute. He didn't dare to provoke this little senior sister.
"Forget it. I'll go find Ba Jie and help him loosen his bones!" Wukong sighed and got up, ready to find trouble with Ba Jie.
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