Chapter 681 - 2: Taiyi Is Dead

Chapter 681: Chapter 2: Taiyi Is Dead

BANG! BANG! BANG!

Sun Wukong, in a fit of excitement, grabbed the Ruyi Dog-Beating Stick and hammered on Douluo Palace, making it ring with loud bangs as he roared:

"This is Old Sun’s Dog-Beating Stick, and it’s you, you old dog, that I’m here to beat! Get out here and face your death! Let Old Sun smash you to bits!"

As he spoke, he went at it again. BANG! BANG! BANG!

He violently struck Douluo Palace, not forgetting to turn back and look at the assembled Righteous Immortals:

"Everyone, with me! Let’s smash this Daoist Palace, drag out that old ghost inside, and slay him! Slay him..."

Sun Wukong’s voice trailed off.

He saw that from Marshal Tianpeng, who had just been so valiant and heroic and put himself at the very front, to Nezha and Yang Jian, who had been pounding their chests with gusto,

to the kind-faced Taibai, the fierce-looking General of the Rolling Curtain, and the white-bearded Matchmaker...

...every single one of them was standing frozen in place, dumbstruck, their faces blank with bewilderment as they trembled uncontrollably.

"What are all of you doing?"

Sun Wukong asked, somewhat displeased.

"Hurry up and join Old Sun! Let’s smash this damn Daoist Palace!"

Marshal Tianpeng shivered violently. With a CLANG, the Nine-toothed Nail Rake in his hands fell to the ground. His face was a mask of misery.

"You damned Horse Groom, you... very good..."

"Hey!"

Sun Wukong’s eyes widened.

"What Horse Groom? Old Sun is the Traveling General! What in the world is wrong with all of you? Are you scared? Afraid? Have you lost your nerve?"

As he spoke, he once again began hammering on Douluo Palace, making it clang loudly. Just then, the great doors of the Daoist Palace swung open, and a kind-faced old Daoist slowly walked out.

"That’s the old ghost!"

Sun Wukong couldn’t be bothered to argue with Yang Jian and the others anymore. His eyes were fierce as he swung the Dog-Beating Stick, creating a wind that stirred the very heavens and made all of creation seem to rise and fall!

He bared his teeth and scratched his ears and cheeks.

"Old ghost! I have brought the Righteous Immortals to slay you! Kowtow and confess your sins, and I will leave your soul intact and allow you to reincarnate!"

Supreme Laojun was silent.

Zhu Wuneng, Yang Jian, and the others were also silent.

After a long moment,

Supreme Laojun spoke, a hint of speechlessness in his tone.

"Quite the impressive lineup. The head of the Three Realms Inspection Institute, Marshal Tianpeng, the General of the Rolling Curtain, Venus..."

"A misunderstanding! It’s a misunderstanding, Old Lord! A complete misunderstanding!"

Zhu Wuneng’s legs gave out, and he collapsed to the ground, his face a mask of misery.

"Old Lord, this is a colossal misunderstanding! This reckless Monkey didn’t explain things clearly! He’s doomed me, he’s doomed me..."

He was both frightened and furious, grinding his teeth. ’That blasted monkey didn’t say who it was beforehand, just kept shouting ’old ghost’ over and over...’

’Who could have guessed he meant the master of Douluo Palace?!’

’This reckless Monkey is outrageously audacious! Forget calling him the Great Sage Equal to Heaven, he should just call himself the Great Sage Who Encompasses Heaven!’

Nearby, Yang Jian, Nezha, and the others were in no better state. They hastily bowed, stammering that it was all a misunderstanding. The Matchmaker was so terrified his eyes rolled back in his head, and he fainted dead away.

Sun Wukong stared blankly at this scene as rage slowly began to burn in his heart. He let out a bitter laugh.

"Good. Very, very good..."

"Old Sun was wrong about you all. Wrong about this entire Celestial Realm!"

He didn’t understand. Why were his friends, who moments ago had been so full of heroic spirit and righteous valor, now bowing and scraping?

And to an old ghost who used living people for his alchemy, no less!

Why?

Was this the so-called Celestial Realm of strict laws and clear justice?

Sun Wukong’s shoulders suddenly slumped. He swept a cold glance over Zhu Wuneng and the other immortals, then turned his gaze to the "old ghost."

"Such Divine Techniques, truly vast Divine Techniques... The Celestial Realm? Immortals? Hah!"

Knowing he was no match for him, he gripped his Dog-Beating Stick and turned away, desolate. As he left, he tore the armor from his body and flung it into the distance, turning back one last time to curse them:

"Old Sun is ashamed to be counted among you! The Celestial Realm? I spit on it!"

With that, he swung his Dog-Beating Stick, smashing the entire Supreme Celestial Realm into chaos before descending to the mortal world on his own.

Throughout the Thirty-Six Celestial Realms, countless Immortal Gods watched in astonishment. In the Celestial Lord Hall, Haotian also perceived everything, his face a picture of utter confusion.

"This monkey..." He clicked his tongue, shaking his head with a wry smile. "Well, this is actually perfect. It fits the original timeline..."

「Meanwhile, in the Supreme Celestial Realm.」

Watching the mad monkey depart, Venus swallowed hard and stiffly turned his head to face Supreme Laojun, bowing hastily.

"Old Lord, this... this is..."

He was both annoyed and regretful. ’When I heard that Sun Monkey say ’Fellow Daoist, please wait,’ I had a very bad feeling,’ he thought. ’But I didn’t think much of it. Who could have known...’

’There are only four beings in the entire Celestial Realm you absolutely must not provoke, and this reckless Monkey picked one with perfect accuracy!’

Supreme Laojun was also rather speechless. He had been inexplicably cursed out by his grand-disciple, and while he wanted to be angry, he couldn’t quite bring himself to it. He could only give a helpless smile.

"That reckless Monkey!"

After saying this, he shook his head without another word, turned, and went back into Douluo Palace, shutting the door in a huff.

Before closing the door, the more the Old Lord thought about it, the more annoyed he became. ’Getting yelled at is nothing, I can laugh that off,’ he thought. ’Getting yelled at by my grand-disciple is also fine, since it’s ultimately a misunderstanding...’

’It’s just...’

’Having my Douluo Palace beaten with the Dog-Beating Stick... it just doesn’t sit right with me. The Dog-Beating Stick is for beating those two scoundrels, so how did it end up being used on my own home?’

And so, in the instant he shut the door, the Old Lord exhaled sharply through his nostrils. The breath turned into a gale-force wind that sent Yang Jian and the others tumbling, crying out in misery.

It didn’t injure them, but it was aimed specifically to cause pain.

Once the door was closed,

The Old Lord transformed back into the Supreme. He wanted to scold Lu Xuan, but he glanced at the utterly bewildered Buddha Mother and ultimately said nothing. He just muttered "reckless Monkey" a couple of times before sitting down on his prayer mat.

Lu Xuan’s face was also a picture of helplessness, and he was completely speechless in his heart. ’That little brat...’

He felt a headache coming on. ’How did I end up taking on such a scoundrel?’

Patting his head, Lu Xuan was in no mood to speak with the Buddha Mother. He waved a hand to dismiss her, then turned and bowed with a wry smile.

"Master, I failed to teach him properly..."

"Enough. It was just a misunderstanding." The Supreme waved his hand. "Originally, it would have taken the monkey several more decades to rebel against the Celestial Realm. This works out perfectly. It has accelerated the process..."