Chapter 697 - 14: Raiding Fu Xi’s Home Base, Complete Transcendent Traits Acquired

"Who else dares to stop me, Old Sun!"

The Great Sage Equal to Heaven stood tall upon the Celestial Vault, his voice shaking the heavens. Celestial Soldier after Celestial Soldier retreated in escape.

"Sun Wukong!"

Yang Jian called out helplessly,

"That's enough! Don't go any further!"

"Yeah..." Marshal Tianpeng rolled his eyes. "You monkey, I'm telling you, why don't you go cause a ruckus at the Celestial Lord Hall? Even that would be better than attacking Douluo Palace..."

"Hah!"

The Sun Monkey's voice boomed.

"You scoundrels, are you still protecting that old fiend? This time, I, Old Sun, saw with my own two eyes a beautiful young woman refined into nothing but cinders by that old fiend!"

"Impossible," Nezha stated flatly.

But Sun Wukong just laughed heartily. With a wave of his hand, his Great Magical Power surged, perfectly recreating the scene he had witnessed.

"Open your dog eyes and take a good look! See for yourselves if what I, Old Sun, say is true or false!"

Hearing this, the Old Black Dog beside Yang Jian immediately widened his eyes and looked over. An instant later, his eyes rolled back in their sockets.

"Lord Great Sage, is that... even a person you're showing us being refined...?"

Some of the great Immortal Gods looking down on the scene were left speechless. Beings like the Immortal Mother, who had first become a Buddha and then reverted, even shivered.

'The Demon Ancestor... was refined!'

The Immortal Mother swallowed hard, immense terror flooding her heart. The outcome of that battle beyond the Years was a mystery.

Only Daluo like them could glimpse a fraction of the truth—that the Demon Ancestor had vanished, and that the Supreme Daoist Venerable had been replaced!

'From the looks of it now...'

'The Demon Ancestor is likely gone for good.'

Just as the minds of the various Daluo watching the scene were reeling,

Sun Wukong, fuming, rubbed his nose and glared.

"Fine, fine, fine! You can always find an excuse, can't you? Everyone, charge with me! We'll smash Douluo Palace and capture that old fiend alive!"

He took the lead, with Ox Demon King, Ao Xianzhi, Ben Bo'Erba, and the others reluctantly following.

The old ox battled Yang Jian, Ben Bo'Erba sought out Venus, and Ao Xianzhi confronted the Ancestral Celestial Master, Zhang Daoling...

They fought with great flair, tacitly leaving open a path to Douluo Palace. The monkey, with a shake of his head, hefted his Ruyi Dog-Beating Stick and charged straight for the palace.

"This monkey..."

A look of pity appeared in the eyes of Venus.

'Is he in that much of a hurry to get a beating?'

Ben Bo'Erba, who was "battling" him, shook his head and said with a laugh,

"Last time, I didn't realize Lord Great Sage was this stubborn."

"Alright, keep your voice down. Let's make this fight look a little more convincing. We have to see the act through..."

Similar conversations were taking place among these titans and Great Powers of the Celestial Realms—or rather, the Taiyi Realm. They were all... faking it.

Take Ox Demon King and Marshal Tianpeng, for example. In the middle of their "fight," they actually found a secluded spot and started gleefully cooking hotpot.

"Who would have thought we'd ever be cooking hotpot in the Supreme Celestial Realm?" Ox Demon King was all smiles, and Zhu Wuneng beside him chuckled as well.

"Here, old ox, have some of this dog meat. It's delicious. We have to get back to fighting after we eat, to keep up appearances..."

Zhu Wuneng's voice grew softer and softer until it was barely a whisper. At some point, a certain old black dog had walked over and was staring at him menacingly.

"Ahem..." Marshal Tianpeng's eyes darted away. "Heaven-Barking Dog, you... want a bite or two?"

"WHAT! ARE! YOU! EATING!"

The Old Black Dog was furious.

"I'm asking you, what are you eating!"

It lunged forward, chasing Marshal Tianpeng and biting him relentlessly.

Seeing this, Ox Demon King rolled his eyes, fished a piece of fish from the hotpot, and began to eat with relish. As he ate, he shot a glare to the side.

"You, fat-headed fish, what are you looking at?"

Ben Bo'Erba shrank back and scurried away as if fleeing for his life.

Just as the entire Celestial Realm was in chaos, with countless Immortal Gods and Great Demons pulling their punches and faking their fights,

「Before Douluo Palace.」

"It's you again, little girl... You still dare to block my path?"

Sun Wukong hefted his Ruyi Dog-Beating Stick, his expression icy. With a flick of his staff, the nearly infinite Magical Power and Cultivation within him—fused with the Demon Ancestor Incarnation—erupted forth.

A single blow sent the incoming Vajra Scepter flying. After just a few exchanges, Lu Jianxue was already injured and in steady retreat.

"A blessing in disguise. I, Old Sun, am not who I once was..."

Sun Wukong held his Dog-Beating Stick, wore his Chain Armor of Gold, was crowned with the Wind-Tail Purple Gold Crown, and stood on his Lotus Silk Cloud-Stepping Shoes. He was the very picture of might, his aura soaring to the heavens!

He stood upon the clouds, with legions of immortals battling behind him and the imposing Daoist Palace before him. He raised his head slightly, his voice like a great bell:

"Old fiend, let me, Old Sun, come... AND... KILL... YOU!"

The words had barely left his mouth when suddenly—

BOOM!!

Douluo Palace trembled slightly.

In the next instant, the great gates of the Daoist Palace were smashed open. A figure stumbled backward, spilling blood, the Four Immortal Slaying Swords piercing his back, the Eight Trigrams Furnace embedded in his head, and the Heaven-Opening Banner gouged into his chest!

Sun Wukong was dumbfounded. He stared, only to see that "old fiend" walk out of the Daoist Palace, his Daoist Robe fluttering. A dim, shadowy aura surrounded him, as if entire cosmoses were rising and falling within it!

"That old fiend..."

He began to speak instinctively, but before he could finish, a single drop of blood flicked from Taiyi grazed him. Instantly, his bones snapped inch by inch, and his Physique cracked apart!

The clamor in the Celestial Realm abruptly ceased. The Immortal Gods stared, and the Great Demons were terrified.

"Taiyi, allow me to slay you!"

Clad in a Daoist Robe and appearing as Supreme Laojun, Lu Xuan's expression was as dark as still water. A single step from him produced a clap of celestial thunder that shook the Thirty-Six Celestial Realms!

He caught sight of the Sun Monkey, who had nearly been killed by the impact, and found it both curious and amusing. With a casual slap of his hand, he formed a Five Finger Mountain, suppressing the rash Monkey down into the Human World and ending the farce.

Then,

Lu Xuan pressed forward, clashing with Taiyi in a battle to the death. The fight grew ever more intense, moving from the Thirty-Six Celestial Realms to the River of Time, and from the River of Time into the Great Chaos!

Everything he knew, Taiyi also knew, and could utilize it all far more proficiently.

But even so, without drawing upon the power of his status as Daoist Ancestor, Lu Xuan was still able to fight Taiyi to a standstill by relying on his many Supreme Treasures.