Great Demon Sun Wukong-Chapter 515 - 497: A Series of Unfortunate Events
On Sun Wukong's body, too many inconceivable events had occurred, and ultimately, Sun Wukong couldn't find the reason behind these events anymore. It seemed there was a super secret hidden inside him, and many things that happened around him were but traces spun out from this secret. Instead of painstakingly seeking the origins of these traces, he might as well wait for the huge secret within himself to be fully revealed. Of course, this sensation wasn't actually pleasant, as no one wished to be constantly troubled by baffling conditions.
Hence when Sun Wukong discovered the lineage within the Five-Colored Divine Stone regarding the Fourth Layer Realm of the Seal Heavenly Stamp, he felt a momentary surprise, followed by readily accepting this memory inheritance, and he quickly mastered the Fourth Layer Realm of the Seal Heavenly Stamp. With the ability to lock heavens and earth with his Divine Sense, Sun Wukong would have a tremendous boost no matter what opponent he faced. Just like now, the combat power that the serpent controlled by Xi Zhao could unleash was definitely not limited to what it showed now, but under the influence of the Seal Heavenly Stamp, it was being dominated by Sun Wukong in the fight.
Moreover, due to its massive size, the serpent couldn't dodge any of Sun Wukong's attacks and could only endure them forcibly, and all its attacks at Sun Wukong failed. This wasn't because Sun Wukong was particularly swift, but because Sun Wukong's two Divine Skills, The Seal Heavenly Stamp, and Reset, were alternately used, putting Sun Wukong in an invincible position. The situation on the three battlefields was mostly in a stalemate, but overall, the people from Myriad Demons Country were at a disadvantage.
On the side of the Allied Forces, Myriad Demons Country showed signs of defeat under He Tu's frenzied attacks, yet He Tu was also severely injured. Actually, this person shouldn't be called He Tu now, nor Bai Zhaoju, because originally Bai Zhaoju's soul was predominant, but after enduring an attack from the many people of Myriad Demons Country, Bai Zhaoju's soul strength had become almost indistinguishable from He Tu's, so now the two souls were violently clashing together.
The body of the berserker bear was sometimes under Bai Zhaoju's control and other times under He Tu's. But no matter who controlled the body, it attacked unrestrainedly, and the targets were no longer only the people from Myriad Demons Country but everyone present. Thus, Bai Zhaoju had effectively become the enemy of everyone in the field. Moreover, after being previously heavily injured and then killing two strong warriors of Myriad Demons Country and three from the Allied Forces, Bai Zhaoju's vast body finally collapsed.
At this moment, Bai Zhaoju's entire body was unrecognizable, covered in massive wounds; some were so deep that the white bone underneath was visible, and even the shallower ones were skin and flesh rolled out. Both of Bai Zhaoju's arms were broken, and half of his skull had been completely shattered, his body drenched in blood, turning him into a bloodied person.
Lying flat on the ground, He Tu's soul once again took a dominant position, feeling the bitterness as he sensed his body turning into this mess. Divine Honor He Tu had failed to meet the expectations of Myriad Gods Hall Domain Lord Bu Rechen, not only failing to lead everyone to the end, but almost to complete annihilation; moreover, Zhibei had turned out to be a traitor, betraying Myriad Gods Hall and even killing Ming Wanjie of the Netherworld World.
At the thought, a notion suddenly flashed across He Tu's mind: if Zhibei was an undercover agent, then what about Yi Xuan from Canglan River Realm? She was the sister of Zhibei, and although her predictive ability wasn't as potent as Zhibei's, she also possessed formidable prophetic power. If Zhibei had betrayed them, was it possible that Yi Xuan was also with Myriad Demons Country? And upon careful recollection, He Tu realized that Yi Xuan appeared to have been absent for quite a while.
Before He Tu could think further, Bai Zhaoju's soul, after gathering the last of its Soul Power, pressed down Zhibei's soul once more. Once Bai Zhaoju's soul took control over the body, he made two actions. First, he bent over with all his strength and bit into his own left chest with his sharp teeth, right at the position of the heart. Then with a forceful tear of the bear's head, he managed to rip out his own heart.
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Afterwards, Bai Zhaoju turned his bear's head and forcefully spat out the heart he had in his mouth. The heart flew off into the distance the moment it left Bai Zhaoju. At this juncture, Bai Zhaoju was already taking in less air than he exhaled, and his life force was rapidly draining at an insane rate. He took a deep breath and roared up to the sky, the sound laden with resoluteness and a heartbreaking fierceness, coupled with an intense unwillingness, "Ling Weiyang, my journey ends here. The rest, I leave to you."
After the voice dissipated, Bai Zhaoju perished, and similarly, the Divine Honor He Tu of the Myriad Gods Hall also fell. Until his death, He Tu didn't even have the chance to utter last words, but such is reality—this isn't a fairy tale where one waits to sort out their affairs before dying. Divine Honor He Tu, a Domain Lord Level powerhouse of the Myriad Gods Hall, just died like that. There were no thunderous ovations, and not even a soul wept heartbroken for him. Bai Zhaoju's death, moreover, was filled with a particularly strong sense of unwillingness: the grand plan he had with Ling Weiyang had only just begun, but now, he had no chance to continue.
These two, or rather one, did not cause much shock with their deaths to those around them. This is a battlefield where life and death are all too normal, and any enemy might end your life in the next moment. Even these super-powerful beings, who are usually above all, now have to fight desperately for their survival. A strong person is not strong because of their high cultivation but because they survive battle after battle. Only those who are alive in the end can be called strong; the dead are martyrs.
The battle continues, and the slaughter persists. However, not everyone was indifferent to the deaths of Bai Zhaoju and He Tu. On Sun Wukong's side of the battlefield, Ling Weiyang and Po Jun nearly froze at the same moment. Tears streamed down their faces, and because of that split-second hesitation, Po Jun was directly smashed from tens of thousands of meters in the sky to the ground by the snakehead, and Ling Weiyang was punched so hard by Wu Zhiqi, the Nine Decisions Vajra Ape, that he was sent flying backwards, collapsing several mountains before finally stopping.
Po Jun and He Tu were friends as close as life and death, and so were Bai Zhaoju and Ling Weiyang. Therefore, there was a faint soul connection between them. If one party died or fell into grave danger, Po Jun and Ling Weiyang could sense it. Especially when He Tu and Bai Zhaoju's souls intertwined and perished at the same time, the intense soul fluctuation made Po Jun and Ling Weiyang instantly aware.
That's why both of them were momentarily stunned, especially Po Jun, who had deep feelings toward He Tu. He Tu was both a teacher and a friend to him, someone who had watched over every bit of his growth. That's why Po Jun found it almost unbearable to accept He Tu's earlier betrayal and only stayed his hand because of the important mission of the Patrolling Celestial World. Furthermore, Po Jun did not fully believe that He Tu would betray the Myriad Demons Country.
But now He Tu was dead, and his death was so sudden, so unclear, that it twisted Po Jun's heart like a knife. How could Divine Honor He Tu die? And this time, the Myriad Gods Hall really suffered terribly, with its people perishing one after another. Now, besides Zhibei, whose identity was unknown, it seemed only he was left. Could it truly be the end of the Myriad Gods Hall?
Ling Weiyang's feelings were even clearer, especially when he emerged from the collapsed mountains and saw that huge heart flying in from the horizon, his tears gushed forth. Although Bai Zhaoju was not his blood brother, he was closer to him than a true brother. Now, seeing this heart, Ling Weiyang's last bit of hope vanished: Bai Zhaoju was truly dead, and he had even given his heart to me.
With a flash, Ling Weiyang had caught Bai Zhaoju's heart, howling to the heavens. Then, with tears in his eyes, he swallowed Bai Zhaoju's heart in one bite. Afterward, Ling Weiyang's figure vanished once again.
As Ling Weiyang disappeared, Sha Wujing had caught up as well. And a million meters above everyone's heads, someone looked down, sighing to themselves.
"Ah, Ling Weiyang, it seems the plan has to change. I didn't expect this plan to face such numerous unforeseen complications. Sun Wukong, Xi Zhao, Zhibei, Flame God, Dao Zhun, you have made things a bit troublesome. Well then, it seems I'll have to abandon some people."
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