Great Demon Sun Wukong-Chapter 326 - 315 The Initial Display of the Heavenly Stele’s Power

Just seeing that the lava could even erode the iron chains formed by the Seal Heavenly Stamp, one must know that these weren’t ordinary chains, but were solidified by the Space Law. If it could dissolve even the Space Law, this lava was terrifying enough. However, Sun Wukong dared not let the pervasive rain of fire touch him.

Retracting his half-dissolved giant fist, Sun Wukong suddenly reached out his right hand and grasped the World Suppressing Stele in front of him. Then, with a twist of his body, he startlingly swung around the World Suppressing Stele in place. As Sun Wukong’s body turned, countless fist-sized sand grains were thrown out from the Wasteland Soil Stele.

Utilizing the force of Sun Wukong’s body rotation, the countless fist-sized sand grains flung out from the Wasteland Soil Stele collided with the rain of fire that poured toward Sun Wukong. Instantly, a vast amount of white steam rose up from the point of impact, and the sand grains began to swiftly cancel out with the rain of fire upon collision.

Master Tongtian clearly hadn’t anticipated that Sun Wukong would use such a method to block the rain of fire, forcing Master Tongtian to abandon his upcoming plans. However, being a veteran of countless battles with rich combat experience, Master Tongtian saw the rain of fire rapidly neutralizing, and with a sucking motion of his hand, the Burning Fire No. 9 transformed into a streak of red light and appeared in the palm of Tongtian’s hand.

By now, the sand grains and rain of fire had completely neutralized. Sun Wukong held the pitch-black Wasteland Soil Stele in his right hand while carrying the Jingu Bang upside down in his left, clad in black and white armor, with a black cloak billowing without wind. Tongtian, too, supported the blazing white Burning Fire Stele, placed the other hand behind his back, his crimson hair fluttering behind his head, and his red robe rustling.

The series of exchanges that had just occurred could at most be considered mutual probing. Since both possessed the treasure of the world, the World Suppressing Stele, naturally, neither could overpower the other with absolute dominance as before. Moreover, although both had the World Suppressing Stele, their comprehension and application of it differed, so a mutual probe was necessary.

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After the brief exchange, both had gained a rough understanding of the other’s strength, and had plans regarding each other’s attributes and capabilities of the World Suppressing Stele. The Burning Fire Stele, with its Fire Attribute, possessed the most intense and simultaneously Yin and supple flames of the world, truly the ancestor of all fires.

The Wasteland Soil Stele, possessing the heaviest and most corrosive sand and soil in the world, could also be called the ancestor of all soils. After a long period of use and exploration, Sun Wukong had a significant understanding of the capabilities of the World Suppressing Stele. Within the Wasteland Soil Stele, two forms of the ultimate earth could emerge: the Three Thousand Barren Soil and the Three Thousand Barren Sands. The Three Thousand Barren Soil boasted the most solid defensive ability, while the Three Thousand Barren Sands possessed an all-invading corrosive ability. This corrosive power was different from the scorching of flames or the rotting of poison; rather, the Three Thousand Barren Sands could instantly drain all moisture from any material.

This ability was terrifying. In fact, the disaster that befell the Dominion of Soil in the past occurred because the Wasteland Soil Stele somehow lost control, causing the Three Thousand Barren Sands within to run amok, absorbing anything it encountered without restraint, nearly draining all moisture from the Dominion of Soil.

This was also why the Heavenly Patroller simply refined the Dominion of Soil into the Sand Realm, for this top-level planet had already died. However, although the Burning Fire Stele ranked last among the nine World Suppressing Steles, it still possessed a power so formidable it was fearsome.

Fire was the beginning of civilization and the harbinger of destruction. The Burning Fire Stele precisely demonstrated this point, proclaiming that there was nothing in the world that could not be burned to ashes, such was the might of the Burning Fire Stele. Burning Fire, Burning Fire, the fire that burns the heavens and earth, even flames themselves could be incinerated by this fire.

It could be said that both possessed the power to devastate heaven and earth, but whether it was Sun Wukong or Master Tongtian, although they had both gained the recognition of the World Suppressing Stele, they could not wield it perfectly. The extent of power they could unleash was only a tiny fraction of the World Suppressing Stele’s might, probably no more than one-tenth or even less.

"Sun Wukong, I didn’t expect you to be so lucky as to obtain the World Suppressing Stele as well. However, it doesn’t matter, for after I kill you with my own hands, I will have two World Suppressing Steles, hahaha!" Master Tongtian, already with eyes completely red, flickered with a terrifying frenzied look. Holding the Burning Fire Stele in his right hand, he suddenly stretched it forward, while his left hand swiftly formed countless strange seals single-handedly.

On the other side, Sun Wukong didn’t bother to answer Master Tongtian’s words. In fact, as soon as Tongtian began to speak, Sun Wukong had already taken action. As the sound of Tongtian’s voice started, Sun Wukong suddenly let go of the Wasteland Soil Stele he was supporting. Deprived of Sun Wukong’s support, the Wasteland Soil Stele naturally thudded onto the ground, kicking up a cloud of dust.

Sun Wukong placed both his hands on the Wasteland Stele, and simultaneously, his aura of Chaos surged violently. Observing Sun Wukong’s demeanor, he seemed to be desperately pulling at something with both hands! Moreover, as Sun Wukong exerted force with his arms, the entire ground began to slowly tremble, and the mountaintop where everyone was located appeared to be on the verge of splitting!

"Xi Zhao, Flame God, Sword Hero, get everyone off the mountain, get down quickly!" Sun Wukong’s voice was somewhat hoarse, indicating that although it was unclear what he was doing, it was certainly not easy. On the other side, Master Tongtian also shouted a similar command at almost the same time, only he ordered Xu Miao to lead people back to the Transforming Thunder Palace to stand guard immediately.

The two groups had long been intimidated by the confrontation between the two World Suppressing Steles. Although they had been fighting, they had not been exerting their full strength—of course, excluding those Twelve Ancestral Witches. Everyone knew the terror of the World Suppressing Steles. As the saying goes, when Immortals fight, mortals suffer, and they did not wish to be inadvertently injured by the World Suppressing Steles of the two individuals, as that would be a death met with mockery. Find your next adventure on novelbuddy

Upon hearing the words of Sun Wukong and Tongtian, both sides immediately turned and fled. The people from the Netherworld World retreated in the direction from which they had come, while the people from the Myriad Spirits Realm ran towards the Myriad Spirits Palace. However, as the people from the Netherworld World reached the middle of the mountain, they suddenly changed direction and headed straight for the Myriad Spirits Palace at an oblique angle from the mountainside.

At this time, everyone was flying with all their might, unconcerned with the depletion of their Spiritual Power or the risk of being attacked by flying ferocious beasts. Even though flying in the Patrolling Celestial World consumed more than ten times the usual amount of Spiritual Power, when compared to their own lives, it was absolutely nothing.

When everyone had evacuated the mountaintop, Master Tongtian’s attack was finally ready. With his left Dharma Seal completed, he sent a palm slam onto the Burning Fire Stele. Suddenly, the white light on the Burning Fire Stele became intense, and a strand of red light within it gradually thickened, and then fire Elements from the surrounding space crazily converged into the Burning Fire Stele, rapidly forming a storm of fire Elements around where Master Tongtian stood.

Meanwhile, Sun Wukong was momentarily stunned. His attention had been focused on Master Tongtian, so he did not pay much mind to the Twelve Ancestral Witches. But just now, as those Ancestral Witches retreated with the people of the Myriad Spirits Realm, Sun Wukong glanced at them by chance, and that glance left him stunned.

Among the Twelve Ancestral Witches, Sun Wukong saw someone he should have been very familiar with. In the final battle of the Pangu Realm, this person had risked danger to help him resist the people from the Taoist Sect, saving Zhu Bajie’s life thereafter. That person was none other than Zhu Long, also known as Zhu Jiuyin.

But just then, Sun Wukong unmistakably saw Zhu Jiuyin among the Twelve Ancestral Witches. Although his appearance had changed somewhat, Sun Wukong’s Fiery Eyes and Golden Pupils had long evolved to see through all of creation, and with just a fleeting glance, he was certain that man was none other than Zhu Long of the Demon Clan.

At the same time, Sun Wukong also gave the other Ancestral Witches a look. He realized that the original Twelve Ancestral Witches of the Pangu Realm were Gonggong, Zhurong, Xing Tian, Di Jiang, Hou Yi, Kuafu, Thunder God, Rukou, Ju Mang, Xuan Ming, Hou Tu, and Feng Bo.

But now, the Twelve Ancestral Witches were Gonggong, Zhurong, Qiang Liang, Tian Wu, Xi Zi, Shebishi, Rukou, Ju Mang, Xuan Ming, Hou Tu, and Zhu Long. Xing Tian, Hou Yi, Kuafu, Thunder God, and Feng Bo, who were originally among the Twelve Ancestral Witches, were gone, and in their place were Demon Clan’s Qiang Liang, Tian Wu, Xi Zi, Shebishi, and Zhu Long.

While it was still a shock to see others, it was the sight of Zhu Long, also known as Zhu Jiuyin, that caused Sun Wukong heartwrenching pain, quickly followed by boundless rage. Such anger made the black and white Armor on Sun Wukong’s body tremble violently, and at the same time, his eyes suddenly turned one purely black and the other pure white!

Then, Sun Wukong let out a sky-shaking roar and suddenly pulled his hands outward. In his right hand was a clump of fine sand, and in his left hand, a handful of yellow soil.

With brute force, Sun Wukong had completely separated the Three Thousand Barren Soil from the Three Thousand Barren Sands!