Great Demon Sun Wukong-Chapter 832 - 738: The Power of the Demon Emperor Halberd

Chapter 832 -738: The Power of the Demon Emperor Halberd

That’s right, in Luo Chen’s heart, Ling Weiyang is a god, a living belief. So Luo Chen had no desire to say anything to Xiao He, tightly gripping the Chengying Hanguang Sword in his hand. Luo Chen was also very aware of the gap between himself and Xiao He, so he didn’t use any moves from the Genesis Divine Nation but instead chose to clash directly with the Chengying Hanguang Sword. Otherwise, he wouldn’t have any chance of winning. The battle between these two people from the Genesis Divine Nation could be considered as cleaning house, so it was bound to be a fight to the death. Besides the four of them, Sun Wukong and Ling Weiyang, the Flame God and Xi Zhao still had not acted.

“Sun Wukong, do you really think this is necessary? Must you really wipe us out completely? In truth, there is no deep hatred between us, isn’t that so?” Ling Weiyang looked at Sun Wukong and said earnestly. Sun Wukong not only did not refute but nodded in agreement: “You’re right. Whether it’s Xi Zhao or you, I have no personal hatred. This is a world where strength is supreme, and the law of the jungle is its basic principle. In fact, I have no great desire for what you are striving for, but many things, many times, people cannot help themselves!”

Sun Wukong was right. From the beginning, he had no intention of striving for or obtaining anything. His greatest wish had always been to live peacefully on Flower Fruit Mountain with his master, the other monkeys, and his brothers. Of course, if they had their own ideas, Sun Wukong would be happy too. He did not like fighting, did not like war, and did not like death. If it were possible, he would willingly remain forever an unperturbed Beautiful Monkey King. But in reality, ever since his birth, he had been pulled and guided by various forces into all kinds of conflicts. Sun Wukong had never lived a day truly for himself.

In this process, he gained a lot but also lost a lot. He met some people and also saw some die. So, through his journey until today, Sun Wukong finally understood one thing: as long as people in this world still have **, there will never be eternal peace and tranquility. So, if he wanted his wish to come true, there was only one way—to stand at the peak of this universe with unrivaled strength. At that time, his words would be destiny, his will would be the Heavenly Dao. Only then would there be true peace. frёewebnoѵel.ƈo๓

And only then would he finally never lose anything again. He did not know how to achieve it before, but now he did. So, he needed to continue fighting. If the Fallen Tomb wasn’t the end, he would keep fighting until he reached the peak of this universe. He would redefine the cosmic rules, reorder the cosmic hierarchy, reshuffle everything, and remove all dust and corruption. That was why he was now fighting with Ling Weiyang. He understood Ling Weiyang, who was blinded by power just like Tathagata in the past. Thus, Ling Weiyang had to die.

“No need to say more, let’s fight. Only if you die can I continue forward.” With this, Sun Wukong charged forward with his Jingu Bang. Ling Weiyang, bound by the Kirin Lock, was now no different from a mortal; the only difference might be that his body was stronger and his life force more tenacious. The Spatial Sand flickered, and Sun Wukong appeared directly behind Ling Weiyang. The Jingu Bang in his hand was instantaneously covered by a layer of fine Desolate Sand. Upon the enhancement of Sun Wukong’s strength, all his abilities evolved as well. For example, the grains of Spatial Sand, though previously invisible, could be perceived. Now, all the Spatial Sand had merged into the space, invisible and undetectable except to those particularly sensitive to spatial power, making Sun Wukong’s movements even more elusive.

Moreover, the World Suppressing Stele Wasteland No. 3, which had merged with Sun Wukong, had been fully liberated. The black and white figures seen in the World Suppressing Stele were once forces that Sun Wukong had sealed within it. Now, not only could he use them again, but he had also fully mastered them. The strength of the Wasteland Stele was enhanced, making the Desolate Sand capable of breaking through most shields and defenses. When covering the Jingu Bang, it turned the staff into an invincible weapon.

However, Sun Wukong’s strike did not injure Ling Weiyang but was instead blocked by a spear entirely made of Purple Gold. The Desolate Sand on the Jingu Bang quickly spread to the spear but to no effect. It neither harmed the spear nor even dimmed its brilliance. As Sun Wukong’s expression wavered with doubt, Ling Weiyang suddenly said calmly: “Let me introduce you to my new weapon. After merging Dao Zhun’s Formless Divine Sword and Xi Zhao’s Formless Vanishing, it birthed this strongest weapon, the Demon Emperor Halberd. To be honest, the birth of the Demon Emperor Halberd owes a lot to you, so today, I’ll use you to test its power!”

The Demon Emperor Halberd was entirely Purple Gold, continually emitting a seven-colored radiance. The halberd’s front was engraved with cosmic stars, while the reverse depicted the scene of all demons in worship. It was grand and majestic and was well worthy of Ling Weiyang calling it the strongest weapon. Additionally, this Demon Emperor Halberd possessed not only the Artifact Spirit that all Supreme Divine Artifacts had but an Artifact Spirit with the cultivation of a Heavenly Venerate. Therefore, most opponents of the same level would likely be no match for it. After all, the Demon Emperor Halberd was formed through the integration of the Formless Divine Sword, which once killed the true form of the Underworld Venerate.

As Ling Weiyang’s thoughts flickered, the seven-colored radiance of the Demon Emperor Halberd intensified, then with a flick, it deflected Sun Wukong’s Jingu Bang. Facing this weapon, Sun Wukong sensed intense battle intent and killing intent. The mere presence of the Demon Emperor Halberd was so formidable that if Ling Weiyang regained his freedom, even Sun Wukong wouldn’t be confident in defeating him. It seemed that while Sun Wukong had grown stronger, so had Ling Weiyang.

Furthermore, Sun Wukong sensed a familiar yet hostile aura on Xi Zhao. He knew that Xi Zhao was now filled with the aura of another individual, specifically that of the Underworld Venerate. Thus, Sun Wukong could ascertain that Xi Zhao had fully inherited the Underworld Venerate’s legacy. This meant Xi Zhao’s current strength was probably not much weaker than Ling Weiyang’s. However, Sun Wukong wasn’t too worried. Xi Zhao and the Flame God, at most, would seriously injure each other but would not risk killing each other.

Moreover, upon sensing Xi Zhao’s aura, Sun Wukong instantly realized something. The aura on Xi Zhao was not unfamiliar and had been felt long ago, back when he first obtained the World Suppressing Stele. Xi Zhao’s aura was identical to the black figure in the World Suppressing Stele, and the aura of his heart matched the white figure. Sun Wukong deduced that the black and white figures in the Stele were the Underworld Venerate and the Pioneer, respectively.

Lightning thoughts flickered through his mind, yet his hands did not slow. Within a few breaths, he had already clashed hundreds of times with the Demon Emperor Halberd. The disparity in weapon quality quickly became evident. The Demon Emperor Halberd, being the ultimate weapon formed from the Formless Divine Sword, outmatched the Jingu Bang, which was merely an entry-level Supreme Divine Artifact. Though it had evolved once before, it was still an ordinary Supreme Divine Artifact.

The Jingu Bang was now covered in scars, and another hundred clashes would likely destroy it. If the Jingu Bang were destroyed, the World Within the Artifact would collapse too. Moreover, the immature Artifact Spirit of the Jingu Bang rendered it incapable of autonomous combat. In terms of Artifact Spirits, the Jingu Bang was even inferior to the Six-Eared Macaque’s Crimson Blood Roaming Dragon Staff.

“Big brother, catch!” Observing Sun Wukong’s predicament, the White Dragon, who had been watching the battle, unhesitatingly threw the Golden Seal toward Sun Wukong! (To be continued. If you like this work, please visit Qidian (qidian.com) to vote for recommendations and monthly votes. Your support is my greatest motivation. Mobile users, please visit m.qidian.com to read.)