Rebirth in Journey to the West: Sun Wukong

"Sun Wukong, I'll give you one more chance. Make a blood oath to your inner demons, submit to me, and take me as your lord. From now on, you can enjoy all my resources, and I am willing to pass on all my knowledge to you! If you remain obstinate, today will be the day a prodigy falls!"

Seeing that Sun Wukong took a hit from his sword but was unaffected by the killing intent, and that the wound healed at a visible speed, a hint of admiration flashed again in Minghe's eyes. He extended the olive branch to Sun Wukong for the second time. The sword strike he had just made, not even the Asura Demon King, Sovereign Mara Papiyas, could have withstood.

This Sun Wukong deserved another exception from him. There could be a first and a second chance but never a third—this was the last opportunity he was giving to Sun Wukong!

"Sorry, but you're wrong on two counts!" Sun Wukong lifted his head, looked at Minghe, and his lips curled into a strange, cunning smile.

"Oh? Which two counts?" Minghe raised his eyebrows inquisitively.

"First, I, Old Sun, will never swear allegiance to anyone. There's no one in this world who can make me, Old Sun, pledge loyalty! I am the Great Sage Equalling Heaven, Sun Wukong. I am only loyal to myself!"

One of Sun Wukong's clones extended a finger and declared loudly.

"So you are refusing? It seems that today, I have to nip a rare genius in the bud, what a pity, indeed!"

"You're wrong!"

Sun Wukong's clone extended a second finger, "That's your second mistake!"

"Oh? And what is that mistake?"

Minghe did not immediately launch an attack; he did not believe that Sun Wukong could escape under his watch, so he allowed the disrespectful monkey to speak a few more words, to breathe a little longer.

"The mistake is, you can't kill me today, Old Sun!" Confidence brimmed in the eyes of Sun Wukong's clone.

"Hahaha!"

Minghe burst into laughter, "Do you really think you can escape from underneath my very nose? Sun Wukong, you are too conceited! Here in Hell's Yellow Springs, if I want someone dead at the third watch, they surely won't live to see the fifth watch!"

"Really?"

The corner of Sun Wukong's clone's mouth curled up, "We shall see about that, for I, Old Sun, have already escaped from under your watch, hehe!"

With a couple of chuckles, Sun Wukong's clone suddenly dispersed, turning into an essence qi that instantly fled far away and merged into the body of Sun Wukong, who had already arrived at the edge of the deep pool.

"What?"

Minghe's eyes bulged, his face instantly darkening, "Damn it, it was a Cloning Divine Power!"

Besides clones created through Cloning Divine Powers, no other Clone Technique could deceive the eyes of a Half-Step Saint like Minghe. He never expected Sun Wukong would escape in such a manner, that cunning bastard!

"Sun Wukong, I admit you are very powerful, but do you think you can just flee from the palm of my hand? Pure wishful thinking!"

With a cold snort, Minghe took a step forward and had already crossed space to appear in front of the deep pool, staring coldly at Sun Wukong, "I'd like to see if you can pull off another Gold Cicada's Shedding this time!"

"Gold Cicada's Shedding? I, Old Sun, think I don't need it anymore!"

Sun Wukong grinned mischievously, holding the Ruyi Silver-Hooped Rod in both hands. He thrust it forcefully into the depths of the deep pool, shouting, "Grow! Grow! Grow!"

The Ruyi Silver-Hooped Rod suddenly extended and enlarged, crashing into the huge egg at the bottom of the pool, shattering it completely, and the person who had been closing their eyes inside suddenly opened them.

"Retrieve!"

Immediately after breaking the egg, Sun Wukong swiftly retrieved the Ruyi Silver-Hooped Rod and quickly retreated. Minghe was puzzled by Sun Wukong's actions. But the next moment, his expression turned extremely unsightly, "That guy was actually in seclusion here! Damn it, how did this Sun Wukong find out?"

Asura Demon King Sovereign Mara Papiyas, who had rushed over, found the muttering of Nether River Ancestor somewhat strange. He was about to ask a question when suddenly a vast and boundless aura burst forth from the depths of the pool, soaring into the sky. The next moment, a colossal silver wolf shadow emerged from the deep pool, and stood proudly in mid-air, unleashing a sky-shaking howl.

The entire Hell's Yellow Springs began to violently shake under its howl, and even the distant Boundless Blood Sea and the waters of the Yellow Springs River started to boil.

"Ah~!"

Sovereign Mara Papiyas only felt a splitting headache; the howling of the silver wolf was so terrifying that even someone like him, a Daluo Golden Immortal, couldn't endure it!

Sun Wukong also felt dizzy, but luckily he was prepared. As soon as he saw the silver wolf rush out of the pool and howl to the sky, he immediately sealed his hearing and forcefully circulated Chaos Primordial Force to protect himself. The Six Paths of Reincarnation Realms also appeared behind him to provide further protection.

His condition was much better than Sovereign Mara Papiyas; although he felt a bit dizzy, he still managed to remain standing, unlike Asura Demon King Papiyas, who was already holding his head in pain on the ground.

"The true form is the Silver Moon Howling Celestial Wolf, also at the Half-Step Saint Realm. If my guess is correct, this person should be the Yama Heavenly Son who has sealed himself in Hell's Yellow Springs for cultivation!"

In the ancient books of Three-Star Cave Heaven, there is an introduction to high-level masters from the Ancient Primeval times onwards, and among them was the Yama Heavenly Son. He belonged to the extremely rare Silver Moon Howling Celestial Wolf Clan of the Demon Clan. This clan has so few members that it seems only two or three have emerged from the Ancient Primeval times to the present.

The most accomplished among them was the Yama Heavenly Son who took charge of the Netherworld, becoming the Lord of the Nether and fortified the Six Paths of Reincarnation created by Houtu Goddess into the Six Paths of Reincarnation Realms, thereby attaining great merit and advancing to the Quasi-Saint status. Each of these feats was a shining achievement of the Yama Heavenly Son.

Of course, for Sun Wukong, the most crucial piece was the information he learned from the Yama King—that there had been a bloody battle between the Yama Heavenly Son and Nether River Ancestor for the control of the Netherworld. In the end, neither could best the other.

In fact, in that battle, the Yama Heavenly Son had the upper hand, but Nether River Ancestor had the Boundless Blood Sea as his support. To not die as long as the blood sea didn't dry out, and to stand invincible above Innate, led to a drawn battle.

Not long after that battle, the Yama Heavenly Son sealed himself in Hell's Yellow Springs for cultivation, handing over the Netherworld to the Ten Yama Kings to manage. Later, when Nether River Ancestor wanted to fight for the control of the Netherworld again, Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva arrived, and the Asura Tribe could only shrink back into the Boundless Blood Sea and the Yellow Springs River.

It was precisely because he knew these secrets that Sun Wukong dared to risk a gamble, betting on the enmity between Yama Heavenly Son and Nether River Ancestor, predicting that when these two enemies met, each would be more eager for the other's blood. With such a formidable enemy as the Yama Heavenly Son contesting him, Nether River Ancestor probably wouldn't have the leisure to deal with him!

Indeed, as soon as Yama Heavenly Son appeared, all of Nether River Ancestor's attention was focused on him. With a gloomy expression, the ancestor watched the enormous silver wolf howling to the sky in the air, his eyebrows furrowed. After many years, the Yama Heavenly Son had also reached the Half-Step Saint Realm, no less powerful than himself.

If they were to fight again, it was really hard to say who would win or lose!

"You brat, you did this on purpose to awaken him!"

Shifting his gaze from the silver wolf, Nether River Ancestor looked towards Sun Wukong with a sinister face. No wonder Sun Wukong seemed so relaxed and confident just now, not worried at all. He probably knew long ago that the Yama Heavenly Son was here for cultivation. But how did he know something that even I had not heard?

"That's right, I did it on purpose!"

Sun Wukong shrugged his shoulders, "My current cultivation is indeed far inferior to yours. But that doesn't matter. The Yama Heavenly Son is a match for you. All I needed to do was wake him up a little bit earlier."

"Do you think that with the Yama Heavenly Son by your side, I can't kill you?"

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The murderous intent in Nether River Ancestor's eyes boiled over as he stared unwaveringly at Sun Wukong, his Divine Sense completely locking onto him. This time, he would absolutely not allow Sun Wukong to pull any tricks with his clones substituting for the real one!

"Heh, your venerable Sun does indeed think so!"

Sun Wukong did not take the threats of Nether River Ancestor seriously because his Void-Breaking Divine Eye could see clearly. As he let out a long howl, the accumulated turbid air inside Yama Heavenly Son had been entirely expelled, and his gaze was now firmly on Nether River Ancestor.

"Slaying Wheel of the World, Flying Heaven Dance!"n/ô/vel/b//in dot c//om

With a soft chant, the silver tidal wave figure that had howled to the heavens vanished without a trace. A tall and handsome man with a cold demeanor appeared, flipping his palm, and a large crescent-shaped golden wheel materialized before him. Endless golden light emerged from the golden wheel, surrounded by clouds of mist.

Eerie Dao Patterns appeared on the wheel, with a chillingly sharp blade on the outer arc and nine reverse-spike that shot out cold light on the inner arc.

As the Yama Heavenly Son chanted, the massive golden wheel began to spin rapidly. Yama Heavenly Son stood within the inner arc of the golden wheel. With a flash of golden light and the wheel's sudden rush toward Nether River Ancestor, he surged forward.

At this moment, Nether River Ancestor couldn't afford to deal with Sun Wukong. Yama Heavenly Son's approach was fierce, not someone who could be easily brushed aside but rather his ultimate foe. If not taken seriously, he would suffer greatly!

"Abi Hell Slaughtering Swords, Royal Slaying Sword, Immortal-Slaying!"

The Royal Slaying Sword Immortal-Slaying move that Nether River Ancestor executed was many times more powerful than the one used by the Asura Demon King Sovereign Mara Papiyas.

Unlike the blood-colored giant sword condensed by Sovereign Mara Papiyas, Nether River Ancestor's Royal Slaying Sword Immortal-Slaying manifested merely as a three-foot-long blood-colored sword light on the blades of the Abi Hell Slaughtering Swords.

Yet, Sun Wukong could feel the terrifying destructive power contained within the sword light, knowing that this strike was something he definitely could not withstand!

The edge of the golden wheel finally collided with the Abi Hell Slaughtering Swords, causing intense friction. The blood light on the Abi Hell Slaughtering Swords and the golden light emitted from the outer arc of the golden wheel rubbed against each other, creating tiny spatial cracks.

"Crack crack crack crack!"

The jarring noise of friction arose as the Yama Heavenly Son's golden wheel clashed mightily with Nether River Ancestor's Abi Hell Slaughtering Swords. Ordinary weapons wouldn't dare to collide so recklessly with the Slaughtering Swords, as they would be directly sliced apart. However, this golden wheel was able to firmly block the swords.