Starting with Proficiency Panel-Chapter 532 - 529: The Former Backstab

At this moment, within Sun Wukong's body, True Power circulated, unexpectedly bursting forth with strands of Buddhist sect golden light. His originally short and lean figure now appeared majestic and grand, sacred and dignified.

Lu Ren even glanced at Sun Wukong in his spare moment, finding it quite amusing. This Monkey Sun had committed countless acts of slaughter, killing millions or at least hundreds of thousands.

Has he put down the butcher's knife and become a Buddha?

A fierce muffled sound suddenly erupted, and the armored figure was directly shattered into pieces by a powerful punch from Lu Ren, who had concentrated his strength to the extreme. With no lingering breath, he then turned his attention to those gradually awakening creatures that had already been completely transformed into monsters.

These beings, hidden deep within the tomb's core, had held considerable power before their death, and some were even renowned during the Mythical Era.

Sun Wukong lunged forward, spotting a nearby individual and roared with laughter: "Umbrella Celestial King, I never thought you'd have this day! Alive, you were awe-inspiring, suppressing all directions, but dead, you were made into a corpse, almost making me laugh my head off!"

Having said that, Sun Wukong pulled a handful of sparse monkey hair from his body, and under his manipulations, it transformed into a stone-like iron rod, with which he deftly wielded tricks before slamming at the Umbrella Celestial King, clad in Purple Gold Armor, wearing Chaotic Heaven Silk, and holding a Heaven-Covering Umbrella, whose face was dark with a bizarre, terrifying aura of death.

As the rod fell, the air roared, and the heavens echoed. Black light flashed through the rod, capable of splitting the earth, piercing the heavens, soaring into the sky, and sweeping away anomalies!

The next second, the storm abruptly dissipated, and the Umbrella Celestial King astonishingly raised his hand to catch the rod. The shock from the force caused his unfocused gaze to vibrate intensely, with eyes wildly darting before suddenly fixing.

His expression was first bewildered, then startled as he saw Sun Wukong before him. However, upon realizing that Sun Wukong's Taoism Fruit had dissipated, making him not even an Immortal Human, he broke into laughter.

"Monkey Sun?! Monkey Sun!! I never thought you'd have this day! Must be tough on your heart, isn't it, you miserable monkey?!!"

Sun Wukong's face was icy, baring his teeth fiercely, full of grim ferocity, as he stared at the Umbrella Celestial King, letting out a series of cold laughs.

"Arrogant Umbrella Celestial King, don't you want to see what you've become now?"

At these words, the Umbrella Celestial King looked down at his chest, finding a remarkable gash at some point that provided a clear view through to the other side.

He was first perplexed, then realized it with anger and disbelief overflowing.

"I actually died during the Witch Demon war, an incredible disgrace! Incredible disgrace!!!!"

Having spoken, the Umbrella Celestial King glanced at Sun Wukong, who appeared no bigger than a bean in his eyes, and suddenly burst into laughter: "But it seems you're no better off; the Jade Emperor probably isn't faring well either."

Then, the Umbrella Celestial King died on the spot, his Divine Soul dissipating into nothingness, his six or seven-meter-tall body turning to stone, before the next second crumbling entirely into dust, vanished without a trace from the human world.

Sun Wukong slowly withdrew the iron rod, gazing at the spot where the Umbrella Celestial King had vanished for quite a while before shifting his focus to those climbing out from the depths, standing confused on the fragmented continental stones.

Former Divine Generals, along with the Thirty-six Celestial Spirits Immortals, stood neatly here, mostly with incomplete bodies, and several with only half of their bodies remaining.

Lu Ren casually kicked a Divine General armed with a War Sword that had leaped towards him, sending him flying backwards faster than he had come, shattering a piece of soil with a kilometer-wide mass.

"So, this is the price paid during the Immortal Path's betrayal against the Witchcraft Path?" Sun Wukong faced the figures of the Thirty-six Celestial Spirits below with a complicated expression and said, "The cost back then was far more severe than you imagined. Often, things appear far from what you expect.

During the Witch's peak, twelve Ancestral Witches, equal to Earth Immortals, commanded the land, while the Immortal Path was merely an insignificant faction. This was why the Witch allowed the Immortal Path to spread within the Human Race."

He stored the iron rod back into sparse monkey hair on his body, carefully grooming it to ensure it wouldn't fall off, only then easing his furrowed brows.

"Probably it was the four Innate Holy Spirits — Supreme, Lingshan Buddha, Heaven-Reaching, and Yuanshi — who offered substantial compensation for a trade, leading the Ancestral Witches to permit the Immortal Path's spread among the Human Race."

Speaking with a gloating tone, Sun Wukong continued, "Can't believe that within merely ten thousand years, the Immortal Path secretly accumulated such powerful forces, even inciting conflicts between the Witch and Demon Races, ending in an irreconcilable race war, during which the Immortal Path not only refrained from aiding their own Human Race but instead constantly undermined it, just to let the Immortal Path flourish!"

Sun Wukong glanced at Lu Ren, implying something and said: "The Witch primarily focuses on cultivating disposition rather than destiny, blending spirit and flesh into one. Although indeed seamless, the Divine Soul cannot transcend, unable to comprehend the Celestial Heart, with my heart imprinting the Celestial Heart's power sensing cosmic changes, being manipulated by others yet still cheerfully counting money for others."

Understanding the implication in Sun Wukong's words, Lu Ren calmly replied: "That merely shows the Ancestral Witches lacked strength; had those twelve Ancestral Witches further progressed to the legendary level comparable to Celestial Immortals, they wouldn't have been used as tools.

Nature follows its course, principles naturally flowing within one's heart, forming a small cosmos that intersects with the cosmos, naturally understanding the universe's utmost mysteries, never having one's mind deceived. Ultimately, it boils down to the lack of power; with sufficient strength, a single punch obliterates all schemes."

At these words, Lu Ren turned to look at Sun Wukong, who was meticulously inspecting his monkey hair, saying: "Creating a system and developing the Nine Revolutions Profound Skill, isn't that the purpose you pursue?"

Sun Wukong was rendered speechless, merely grooming his monkey hair awkwardly and keeping silent.

The ideal is plump, but reality is skeletal; essentially, it truly is too difficult. Pursuing this path often feels like a dead end. 𝘧𝓇ℯℯ𝑤ℯ𝘣𝓃ℴ𝓋𝑒𝑙.𝑐𝘰𝑚

He managed to cultivate his system, opening up the Nine Revolutions in Profound Skill reaching Earth Immortal Extreme Realm, an unprecedented achievement in the Mythical World, worthy of being recorded in history.

As the bodies of those Thirty-six Celestial Spirits and Sixteen Divine Generals began focusing, igniting the eerie Divine Fire, looking up at him and Lu Ren, Sun Wukong said in a low voice: "Perhaps as you said, but even the Witchcraft Path at its peak never forged their own Celestial Immortal Great Freedom Path.

Throughout the entire history of cultivation, the only ones excelling in transcending mysteries and mastering cosmic wonders in their entirety is the Immortal Path alone."