Great Demon Sun Wukong-Chapter 879 - 770: The Changing Future_2
Chapter 879 -770: The Changing Future_2
Sun Wukong was very surprised. Just now, he did not control the Jingu Bang to attack the Primordial Honor, so the previous action was entirely from the Jingu Bang itself. Looking at the Jingu Bang that had already blocked in front of him and the Primordial Honor who was lowering his head, Sun Wukong suddenly had a bad premonition. “Jingu Bang, run quickly, don’t worry about me, run!” Just now, Sun Wukong felt a sense of near-death fear, brought to him by the Primordial Honor. In this fear, Sun Wukong could no longer care about himself, roaring as he held the Jingu Bang, wanting to throw it far away.
But the Jingu Bang seemed to have taken root again, not moving an inch no matter how hard Sun Wukong exerted his strength. Just then, a voice suddenly came from within the Jingu Bang, a voice full of anger but still somewhat immature. “Take back your words, Great Sage Equalling Heaven Sun Wukong is not a loser!” Although the voice was somewhat immature, it was exceptionally firm. From the steadfast voice of the Jingu Bang, one could clearly sense a kind of anger from a belief being trampled upon. The Primordial Honor did not lift his head, but said in an indistinguishable tone, “Heh, truly loyal.”
Just after speaking, the Primordial Honor suddenly lifted his head and with a backward fling of his right hand, he swatted the Jingu Bang away like a fly. At this moment, the expression of the Primordial Honor was so gloomy it induced fear, with facial features twisted into an indescribable malignant look, an expression impossible for a human. Having swatted the Jingu Bang away, the Primordial Honor bent down and grabbed Sun Wukong by the neck, lifting him up.
Sun Wukong was already injured; being lifted by the neck, his whole body ached. But Sun Wukong’s gaze did not show a hint of compromise or surrender, only a kind of detachment, as if everything happening had nothing to do with him. The Primordial Honor saw Sun Wukong’s gaze, and his anger grew even more. Holding Sun Wukong up to eye level, the Primordial Honor slowly raised his left fist, but just as he was about to strike, he was suddenly pulled by something. Turning his head, he saw that the Jingu Bang had bent into an arc, hooking his arm. Finally, the anger of the Primordial Honor erupted.
“A mere artifact spirit dares to obstruct me?” In his fury, the Primordial Honor let go of Sun Wukong, then pointed at the Jingu Bang with a finger. In the moment when Sun Wukong landed and the Primordial Honor turned around, Sun Wukong saw a gash appear on the left side of the Primordial Honor’s face, an inch long. But the wound did not bleed; the flesh was turned out, revealing the teeth inside. However, when Sun Wukong looked again after landing, the wound had disappeared.
Subsequently, Sun Wukong heard a wail from the Jingu Bang. Struggling to turn his head, he saw a small transparent hole in the center of the Jingu Bang, made by the finger of the Primordial Honor. As hard as the Jingu Bang was, it had been pierced through by the Finger of the Gods of the Primordial Honor. The Finger of the Gods of the Primordial Honor possessed such power? After being struck by the Finger of the Gods, the Jingu Bang was then slapped away by another strike from the Supreme. Immediately after, the Primordial Honor turned to grab the Myriad Blood Halberd, clenching it with both hands, and with a roar of anger, he drove the Myriad Blood Halberd towards the prone Sun Wukong.
Enraged, the Primordial Honor was in no mood to toy with Sun Wukong any longer. He now just wanted to rid himself of Sun Wukong immediately and absorb the two spirits within, thereby achieving true resurrection. Once he had absorbed the two spirits, the Primordial Honor could proceed to eliminate those outside, absorbing all their souls, and proceed with the final step. To find the greatest spirit and achieve his eternity. In his mind, victory was already assured.
The people of the Divine Nations Alliance were blocked outside the protective shield, unable to enter. Sun Wukong had almost entirely lost his combat power, resigned to awaiting death. In such circumstances, even a miracle could not change the future. This universe was soon to be his. With such thoughts, the Primordial Honor drove the Myriad Blood Halberd down. But it was stopped. What stopped the Myriad Blood Halberd was not a person, but the Jingu Bang.
“Damn it, this only buys Sun Wukong a few more seconds. If you are so loyal, then you can accompany Sun Wukong in death!” With those words, the Primordial Honor exerted additional force, and the blood light on the Myriad Blood Halberd grew brighter. As the Primordial Honor’s strength increased, the point where the Jingu Bang blocked the Myriad Blood Halberd was forcibly cut open. The Myriad Blood Halberd, the weapon of the Primordial Honor, formed from merging nine pieces of the World Suppressing Stele, cut through the Jingu Bang, which had combined the Golden Seal, the Golden Tree, and all of Sun Wukong’s Five Elements Power. It should be noted that the Golden Seal and the Golden Tree were originally parts of the Golden Myriad Blood Halberd, meaning that the sharpness of the current Myriad Blood Halberd had surpassed that of the original Golden Myriad Blood Halberd.
Watching the Jingu Bang being gradually cut open, it seemed as though something was tearing apart inside Sun Wukong. Sadness or sorrow could not describe Sun Wukong’s feelings now; no words could. It was a desperation beyond desperation. But in Sun Wukong’s eyes, there were no tears. When the heartache reached a certain level, one could feel nothing at all. In that moment, Sun Wukong felt no pain from his severed arm, no pain from his wounds, no pain in his heart. Without any feeling, for an instant, Sun Wukong even stopped thinking. He did not know why he appeared here or what he was doing here.
