Great Demon Sun Wukong

Reflexively reaching out, he grabbed the little monkey, but then, as if thinking of something, Sun Wukong slowly released his hold. The little monkey’s mood was no longer as excited as before; after all, once he left, there was no telling if he would ever see Sun Wukong again in this lifetime. Moreover, at this moment, a hint of bewilderment suddenly arose in the little monkey’s heart, but it was quickly replaced by resolve. He still had his own mission, and he had to leave the Patrolling Celestial World no matter what.

He patted Sun Wukong on the shoulder and then nodded to Ye Zi. The Dragon Race’s third group of people had already started to enter, and there wasn’t much time left for the little monkey and Ye Zi. Any further hesitation might cause them to miss this opportunity. Although Sun Wukong was extremely reluctant to part, he understood that this opportunity was very important for the little monkey. As his brother, Sun Wukong’s duty was not to hold him back but to let him go in a more assured direction.

Seeing Sun Wukong nod in return, the little monkey grinned and gestured to Ye Zi. The two prepared to rush into the space rift at their fastest speed. Sun Wukong had already used his fiery golden eyes to investigate and confirmed that there were no defensive barriers or formations in Dragon Valley. Just as Ye Zi was about to move, the little monkey’s expression suddenly changed, and his half-rushing figure came to an abrupt halt; at the same time, his right arm muscles bulged, and he forcefully pushed Ye Zi down against a large tree, bringing him crashing to the ground, with Ye Zi’s entire head buried deep in the soil. The change happened so quickly that Sun Wukong was unable to react before he too fell to the ground as the tree snapped. Nevertheless, Sun Wukong, being who he was, quickly flipped to his feet upon landing and was about to ask the little monkey what was wrong, but before he could speak, the little monkey’s other arm swelled, and with a flick of his wrist, he covered Sun Wukong’s mouth from behind, pulling him close. Then, a faint yellow light barrier rose, enveloping all three of them.

Meanwhile, Ye Zi poked his head out from underground, his eyes ablaze with fury so intense it seemed it could burn down a city. However, the next words from the little monkey extinguished the rage in Ye Zi’s eyes in an instant, "Don’t speak, and don’t move, he’s here!" Indeed, as soon as the little monkey’s words fell, the space before the massive space rift in Dragon Valley began to fluctuate. The fluctuations affected even the space rift that the Dragon Emperor was sustaining.

Feeling the spatial fluctuations, the Dragon Emperor’s face drastically changed, replaced by disbelief, unwillingness, and a hint of despair. "Faster, faster, hurry, hurry!" Without saying anything superfluous, the Dragon Emperor, his expression drastically altered, shouted loudly, urging the remaining ten thousand or so Dragon Race members to hasten their pace. He could feel who was causing the spatial disturbances.

Indeed, it was him, one of the eight Universal Law Enforcers, the Spirit Controller, and not a doppelganger but the real one. Despite the Spirit Controller not yet appearing, the Dragon Emperor could already feel the immense oppressive power of his soul, so terrifying that at this moment, the Dragon Emperor realized that his own much-prided strength was like nothing before this individual.

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With the Dragon Emperor’s urging, the remaining over ten thousand Dragons with Seven Patterns or less frantically surged towards the space rift. The Dragon Emperor, struggling to suppress the panic in his heart, gritted his teeth and, with a dragon roar to the sky, his body glowed with golden light, transforming into a thirty-meter-long Golden Dragon that radiated a holy aura. As the Dragon Emperor returned to his true form, the space rift, originally a hundred meters wide and two hundred meters tall, suddenly expanded further, becoming five hundred meters wide and a kilometer tall.

The spatial fluctuations that had appeared earlier didn’t immediately bring forth any figure, but grew increasingly intense. In this moment of lethal threat, the Dragon Emperor’s thoughts were not to flee through the space rift but to do all in his power to enlarge the passage, allowing more of his people to escape. This was the behavior that a leader of a race should exhibit. Three breaths later, the spatial fluctuations suddenly dissipated, and then a figure, shrouded in a cyan light, appeared.

As the figure appeared, the once abyssal and prison-like terrifying pressure suddenly vanished. However, Dragon Emperor Long Lie did not breathe a sigh of relief but instead spewed a mouthful of brilliant golden Dragon Blood toward the space rift. As the Dragon Blood was expelled, it directly transformed into a globe of golden light, enveloping the remaining six thousand or so Dragon Race members. With a flash of golden light, all the remaining Dragon Race entered the space rift.

Afterward, a faint smile finally forced its way onto Dragon Emperor’s lips, and as his arm loosened, the space rift abruptly closed. At that moment, a cold voice suddenly emerged from the mouth of the figure wrapped in cyan light, a voice so detached that one could not discern whether its owner was male or female, nor detect a trace of emotion within. "Is it done? I never imagined Dragon Emperor Long Lie would possess such ability; it seems I have underestimated you!"

Upon hearing that voice, Dragon Emperor stiffened. Although it was spoken with dispassionate indifference, to Dragon Emperor it felt as if he had been struck a full-force blow by a peer of the same level, causing his body to tremble slightly. Nevertheless, being a being whose strength had nearly crossed into the domain of a Domain Lord, his pride and arrogance still shone in his eyes, unabated. By now, he had two very clear realizations—the first being that his death was assured today, the second that he had been deceived.

"It seems you have come to terms with your fate," the voice continued, "but I still must commend your courage. Not for the audacity to openly defy the rules set by us, but because you had the courage to abandon the strength you’ve accumulated over a million years of cultivation." At this point, Dragon Emperor’s body trembled even more violently, and his complexion had turned deathly pale.

But the figure wrapped in the cyan light was not in the slightest hurry and kept speaking to Dragon Emperor, "Long Lie, I do not know why someone of your intellect would be beguiled by those people, but do you really think those rats who can’t stand the light of day can stop me? It appears the years spent in the Patrolling Celestial World have made you forget our power. But don’t worry, I won’t kill you. Although you have erred, the crime does not warrant death!"

Having said that, the figure suddenly pointed a single hand towards the heavens and continued, "Heh heh, do you know? Killing a person is not the best means of punishment; profound and absolute despair is the best way to defeat someone. Now, experience what true despair is!" No sooner had the words left their mouth than the arm of the figure in green light that pointed to the sky suddenly swiped down, and a vast space rift appeared in front of him as if it were sliced open by a sharp blade.

At the same moment the space rift appeared, Dragon Emperor’s body stiffened, then, as if losing all strength, he fell to his knees with a thud, his face overtaken by pain and despair. For within that space rift, Dragon Emperor distinctly felt the presence of the Dragon Race he had just sent away.

Soon, in Dragon Emperor’s bloodshot eyes, a Golden Dragon emerged within the space rift. Dragon Emperor could clearly see the excitement on the face of the Golden Dragon, but in an instant, that excitement turned into shock and disbelief.

Indeed, this Golden Dragon was one of Dragon Emperor’s subordinates.