Great Demon Sun Wukong-Chapter 900 - 785: Situation_2
Chapter 900 -785: Situation_2 ƒгeeweɓn૦vel.com
“Why do you persist in this?” Yi Xuan still didn’t speak, just shook her head. At this moment, Zhu Bajie also rolled on the ground a few times, slowly standing up. With his devouring ability, even if injured, he would heal very quickly because he could devour all the pain and harm. Meanwhile, Sha Wujing and the White Dragon emerged from the other side of the Golden Forest, the White Dragon dragging the corpse of a ferocious beast that resembled a lion. However, it should be called a dried corpse.
The Beast Emperor had been taken down by Sha Wujing and the White Dragon together, and died miserably. However, the condition of the White Dragon and Sha Wujing was not good either; their bodies were covered with wounds made by sharp claws, of varying depths, all over. On both their chests, there was a terrifying wound deep enough to see bones, yet now the wounds were frozen. The White Dragon, panting heavily, flung the corpse of the Beast Emperor forward.
Immediately after, the two of them, one after the other, stumbled to the ground. The Beast Emperor was really powerful, so powerful that the White Dragon and Sha Wujing had to exert all their strength to defeat him. Just as they fell, two emerald green saplings sprouted beside them, rapidly growing in the wind, reaching over ten meters in the blink of an eye. Then, from within the trunks, several branch-like arms extended, pulling the White Dragon and Sha Wujing inside. The injuries of the White Dragon and Sha Wujing were so severe that only this method could preserve their lives.
The others hurried over as well, each somewhat at a loss. They were astonished by such an outcome. It wasn’t until much later that they realized it seemed all had ended. The Primordial Honor was dead, the Demon Spirit Butcher was dead. The enemies seemed to have been eliminated. But the shock brought by the Primordial Honor and the Demon Spirit Butcher was so intense that everyone felt that the moment they relaxed, they would be killed by someone who suddenly appeared behind them, and then the Primordial Honor or Demon Spirit Butcher would resurrect again, perfectly intact.
However, after looking at each other for quite a while, they found that the imagined situation didn’t happen, and they finally believed that the battle was indeed over. Everyone’s expressions slowly shifted from bewilderment to joy and a sense of relief at having survived. But right at this moment, the originally dried and hard corpse of the Beast Emperor suddenly began to swell rapidly, turning into a huge spherical shape several people high in an instant. Feeling the terrifying aura emanating from the swelling corpse of the Beast Emperor, everyone realized that it was about to self-destruct.
No one hesitated or tarried; everyone reacted as fast as possible to swiftly retreat, and those who moved slower were pulled along by those beside them. In the blink of an eye, everyone had fled far away, just in time to see the corpse of the Beast Emperor explode with a loud bang. The powerful explosive force and the scattered shockwaves made it very difficult for everyone, even though the explosion wasn’t excessively destructive. However, everyone affected by the blast found that they had lost all sensations, and the explosion’s shockwaves raised a cloud of dust, causing complete visual deprivation.
In the instant they lost their senses, some realized something was wrong. Self-destruction wasn’t unusual, many people set such restrictions within their bodies that after a certain time upon their death, their bodies would self-destruct not only as a final strike against the enemy but also to prevent their corpses from becoming puppets or their items like weapons and Magic Treasures from falling into enemy hands.
But the Beast Emperor’s self-destruction was not ordinary. The Beast Emperor’s self-destruction had no attack power or destructiveness. This kind of self-destruction that caused all sensory deprivation was more like a means of cover. This method is quite common; in battles involving many people, some would set such restrictions on their bodies that upon their death, self-destruction would deprive the enemy of certain abilities, providing the living allies the best chance for an attack. The Beast Emperor’s self-destruction was very similar to this behavior, meaning that if it wasn’t a mistake by the Beast Emperor, it indicated that the death of the Beast Emperor was merely a cover for the next attack.
Deprived of all senses, it was just like being meat on a chopping block, there to be slaughtered. However, this situation only lasted a very short time. As the shockwaves of the explosion dissipated, everyone’s senses gradually recovered. The first to recover was vision, followed by hearing, smell, and so on. Once all senses returned, everyone immediately gathered together to check on each other. Strangely, none among them were injured or dead, and no corpses were found nearby. Could it be, it was indeed a mistake by the Beast Emperor? Did he set the restriction wrong?
At this moment, the Through-back Ape suddenly exclaimed: “Where’s that guy? That guy is missing!” The exclamation of the Through-back Ape startled everyone, each looking at the Through-back Ape. Meanwhile, with Yi Xuan’s support, Zhibei suddenly thought of something, and hurriedly looked around. He carefully checked each person, then Zhibei’s face changed, regret, shock, and relief all intertwined on his face until Zhibei fainted. Zhibei, who had consumed too much energy, could no longer bear it after discovering something and passed out.
Everyone else sensed that something might be wrong. “The little monkey is missing.” Tang Sanzang continued to sit cross-legged on the large white flower, while Sun Wukong lay flat behind him, breathing steadily and apparently no longer in danger. The little monkey Tang Sanzang referred to was the Spirit. Upon Tang Sanzang’s reminder, the others also realized that the little monkey, who was always with the Through-back Ape, was missing. Just before the Beast Emperor’s self-destruction, it was there. At this point, it’s not hard to guess that the Beast Emperor’s self-destruction was indeed a cover, but not for an attack, rather to cover for someone who took the little monkey.
The crowd looked at each other, unable to understand why that little, not very powerful, monkey was taken. “The little monkey is the Spirit!” Suddenly, a somewhat familiar yet unfamiliar voice sounded from behind Tang Sanzang. Everyone turned quickly at the startling words, seeing Sun Wukong sitting on a flower petal of the large flower, pinching his brow, seemingly still somewhat unaccustomed. “Monkey, you’re finally awake.” Everyone was excited, rushing forward to inquire about Sun Wukong’s condition. Though anxious, Sun Wukong patiently responded to everyone.
When everyone finished questioning, the scene suddenly quieted down, and Zhibei asked: “Wukong, what did you mean by what you said?” Sun Wukong leaped off the petal and slowly stretched, saying while moving: “The little monkey is the Spirit, the Primordial Honor’s Spirit, and quite a significant part of it. This might sound hard for some to understand because many people have yet to touch upon the Realm of Spirit. Simply put, the little monkey is Eternity, right in this Fallen Tomb of Eternity. Having it paves the way for the focal point of the Supreme Path.”
Once Sun Wukong spoke, everyone was stunned; for a moment, various expressions, emotions, and thoughts intertwined on everyone’s faces and minds. Eternity—the little monkey was actually Eternity, the Eternity everyone was searching for, desperately seeking, just now, was right by their side, within reach, yet no one knew. It was hard to pinpoint the prevailing feeling in their hearts.
Regret, disappointment, annoyance, and relief all together perhaps.
“I think that the Primordial Honor isn’t dead yet, and everything before was merely a trap he set to obtain the Spirit,” Sun Wukong exhaled deeply and said lightly. (To be continued. If you like this work, please come to Starting Point (qidian.com) to vote for recommendations and monthly votes. Your support is my greatest motivation. Mobile users, please visit m.qidian.com to read.)
