Great Demon Sun Wukong-Chapter 910 - 795: Source Realm
Chapter 910 -795: Source Realm
(First, let’s correct the content updated yesterday. The wrist that was broken is the Heavenly Patroller’s, not the Primordial Honor’s.)
Now, to describe Primordial Honor as ruthless and vicious is inadequate. His terrifying nature stems not only from his immense strength but also from his deep understanding of human hearts and forms, which is why he can corrupt the heart of the Spirit Controller. Thus, after he saw the appearance of the Heavenly Patroller and Ziling, he did not kill them in a fit of rage; instead, he used a chilling method to make them kill each other—or rather, subjected them to one-sided torture.
The wrist bone of the Heavenly Patroller was completely twisted and deformed. The intense pain caused him to sweat profusely, yet he did not yield in the slightest. “Come on, see if you can shatter one of my bones with a single strike. Ziling, if I die by your hands in this life, I have no regrets. If there is a next life, we’ll battle for another million years. It’s just a pity, there probably won’t be a next life.” The Heavenly Patroller expended great effort to finish this sentence. Ziling’s face was scarily grim, but he was powerless.
Primordial Honor did not get angry; he simply looked coldly at the two of them, then his fingers twitched once more. Ziling bypassed the fallen Heavenly Patroller and moved to the other side. “Tell me, where is my Myriad Blood Halberd?” Although Primordial Honor didn’t think the Heavenly Patroller would tell him, he still asked. The Myriad Blood Halberd was very important to him, but he currently couldn’t sense its presence at all—another reason he hadn’t immediately killed the Heavenly Patroller.
“You want to know? Fine, release me first, and I’ll tell you.” The Heavenly Patroller looked at Primordial Honor with a sinister face, to which Primordial Honor chuckled and said, “Don’t think I don’t know what you’re up to. You can speak now; just tell me where it is.” The Heavenly Patroller glanced at Ziling, then said to Primordial Honor, “Alright, I’ll tell you. Your Myriad Blood Halberd is hidden by me where no one can find it, but you can. It’s quite simple, really.” Primordial Honor, somewhat surprised, asked, “Oh? Where?” The Heavenly Patroller grinned and replied, “All you have to do is commit suicide right now, and you’ll see the Myriad Blood Halberd immediately, haha.”
Primordial Honor laughed instead of getting angry. Such a futile struggle didn’t kindle his wrath. The current Heavenly Patroller, apart from gaining a slight verbal advantage, was powerless. However, to let the Heavenly Patroller know the cost of provoking him, Primordial Honor wiggled his finger once more. Ziling suddenly dropped his body, smashing the Heavenly Patroller’s left arm with his knee, embedding it into the ground, though no sound of bones breaking was heard. Clearly, Ziling was not completely at the mercy of others; he too was struggling hard to break free of Primordial Honor’s control. Primordial Honor was not in a hurry, and with a flick of his wrist, Ziling flew swiftly into the air, reaching great heights before plummeting sharply with his right knee bent.
Like a meteor crashing to earth, Ziling’s right knee slammed down hard on the defenseless left arm of the Heavenly Patroller, causing not only cracking sounds but also collapsing the entire ground below. The Heavenly Patroller’s left arm bone was broken again; this time, the pain was even more severe. Yet the Heavenly Patroller didn’t utter a sound, as his dignity would not allow him to scream even if he was cut into a thousand pieces.
Not only was Primordial Honor’s left arm bone completely shattered, but Ziling’s knee almost cracked as well. Despite the lack of defense from the Heavenly Patroller, Ziling was also defenseless. Primordial Honor had not benevolently allowed Ziling to channel Spiritual Power throughout his body, so as a result, both individuals suffered severe injuries. However, under Primordial Honor’s control, Ziling could still stand even with a broken leg. He didn’t say anything further; instead, he closed his eyes as if he couldn’t bear to witness any more.
“What about it, are you going to talk? I have plenty of time, and I can break and crush every bone in your body, making you wish you were dead. Of course, if you tell me, all this will cease.” The Heavenly Patroller replied to Primordial Honor’s question with silence. Primordial Honor still wasn’t angry. He controlled Ziling, breaking all the finger bones of the Heavenly Patroller’s other hand one by one.
Yet the Heavenly Patroller remained silent. Even after Ziling, under Primordial Honor’s control, crushed all the bones in both of his arms, he still stared at Primordial Honor with blood-shot eyes. “Quite resilient. Since you’re not afraid of death at all, so be it.” With that, Primordial Honor did not lower his hand but controlled Ziling to walk towards the rest of the Law Enforcers behind them. “I just wonder if they have the same fortitude, or if you have the courage to watch them die one by one before your eyes.” After speaking, Ziling had already walked up to the Judge.
The Judge and others did not have the privilege of the Heavenly Patroller and Ziling; they couldn’t speak. As Primordial Honor moved his fingers, Ziling already punched the Judge’s abdomen. The Judge’s body was controlled by the Seal Heavenly Stamp, making him unable to dodge, so this punch slammed into his stomach with full force, causing the Judge to groan in pain. However, with this strike, the Judge’s body regained its freedom. As his body regained movement, the Judge’s first reaction was not to attack Ziling nor to flee but to point at Primordial Honor.
“By justice, I judge you…” Before finishing the word “judge,” the Judge’s body stiffened and was once again seized by the Seal Heavenly Stamp. The Judge was filled with hatred but had no way out. Locked once more, the next attack from Ziling had already arrived. This time, somehow, a sword appeared in Ziling’s hand, which he thrust directly into the Judge’s chest. The Seal Heavenly Stamp was rendered ineffective once more. The Judge, now wiser, immediately pointed at the Punisher instead of repeating his earlier mistake. As the Judge pointed out, a spatial rift suddenly appeared above the Punisher’s head, through which lightning struck.
The lightning directly hit the Punisher, and the next moment, the Judge’s body was locked again, but the Punisher regained freedom due to the Judge’s attack. Once free, the Punisher quickly did two things: he first struck a blow to the back of the Origin Worlder standing next to him, and then lifted a hand to bite his fingertip, sprinkling the blood onto the Heavenly Patroller’s forehead.
All these actions happened in a flash, executed in the blink of an eye. Thus, by the time Primordial Honor moved to restrain the Punisher, the Origin Worlder had already activated his Innate Divine Ability, Origin World.
As the Origin World activated, a grey light flashed, and the entire space was replaced by grey. In this grey world, everything seemed lifeless, and within this grey space, it was as if everyone was fixed in place, or more aptly put, time here had stopped. Only the Origin Worlder looked at the equally still Primordial Honor across from him, allowing himself a slight sigh of relief.
He finally managed to catch up. Fortunately, Primordial Honor was overconfident, giving them the chance to break the Seal Heavenly Stamp. The Origin Worlder knew that the time in the Origin World was limited, so he didn’t hesitate further, darting to the side of the fallen Heavenly Patroller. After checking his injuries, confirming no fatal wounds, he hoisted the Heavenly Patroller onto his shoulder and used Spiritual Power to pick up the Punisher, Judge, and Ziling, then turned and fled.
The Origin Worlder didn’t use the Origin World to kill Primordial Honor but to escape. While the Origin World could freeze time inside it, attacking would instantly break it, leaving them with no further opportunity. Fortunately, there was a difference between the Seal Heavenly Stamp used by Primordial Honor and the one used by the people of the Genesis Divine Nation; otherwise, if it was the kind that could not be broken, they’d have had not even the slightest chance.
The range of the Origin World wasn’t particularly large, but it wasn’t small either. The key point was that the Origin Worlder could control the shape of the Origin World. In other words, he could manipulate the boundary of the Origin World and could change its shape—not just round, he could completely transform the Origin World into a straight line, ensuring it could stretch as far as possible without breaking.
This was the Origin Worlder’s escape Divine Skill.
With everyone in tow, the Origin Worlder sprinted all the way to the edge of the Origin World, running for no less than an hour. Running for an hour with such exertion left the Origin Worlder greatly exhausted, panting with a pale face. He slowly calmed his breath, then turned around, nervously closing his eyes. After that, he suddenly opened his eyes wide and roared, “Origin World, release. World-Breaking Arrow, fire.”
With the Origin Worlder’s roar, a grey arrow suddenly shot out from his forehead. (To be continued. If you like this work, feel free to visit Starting Point (qidian.com) to vote for recommendations and monthly passes. Your support is my greatest motivation. Mobile users, please visit m.qidian.com to read.)
