Great Demon Sun Wukong

With the roar of the Eight-Gods Flame, the armor worn by the figure flickered with light; then, astonishingly, it began to melt. It transformed into a deep blue flame. Confronted with this flame, Sun Wukong felt as if he had plunged into an ice cellar, a bone-chilling cold assaulting him, seemingly ready to freeze his very being.

This was just a whiff of the fiery blaze’s aura, yet it was terrifyingly potent; if even a speck of this flame touched him, it might freeze his soul into an icy clump.

Yet, Sun Wukong’s arms had been heavily injured because he had just forcibly grasped two streaks of firelight. Although the firelight was extinguished, Sun Wukong’s arms were nearly ruined. The flesh in the palms of his hands was charred and indistinct, and the tendons and bones in his arms were damaged.

The meridians were eroded by the scorching power of the flames, now absolutely unable to circulate mana.

Sun Wukong’s eyes, unwavering, glared at the Eight-Gods Flame opposite him. The last form of the Lu-Shen Eight Technique—the Azure Flame—had been fully unleashed by the Eight-Gods Flame. His figure was enshrouded by a faint blue blaze, and the flames on his hands burned even more fiercely.

Suddenly, Sun Wukong’s pupils dilated as if he had witnessed something unbelievable. In the next moment, a figure appeared out of thin air by Sun Wukong’s side. The speed was unimaginably fast; Sun Wukong barely had time to cover his body with a layer of Earth System Armor for defense. However, this appeared to be futile because with just one punch, Eight-Gods Flame sent Sun Wukong flying backward.

The protective Earth Armor shattered in an instant, and a charred fist imprint appeared on Sun Wukong’s abdomen.

Although the injury was not severe, the outcome was instantly clear. Because Sun Wukong had not even seen how the other had appeared beside him, or how he vanished on the spot. This indicated that Eight-Gods Flame’s speed had already reached a level beyond Sun Wukong’s eyesight.

Sun Wukong’s Fiery Eyes and Golden Pupils were always fully open, yet he could not discern the opponent’s movements; one could only imagine just how swift Eight-Gods Flame had become.

After being punched and sent flying, Sun Wukong knew that if he did not make a decisive move soon, Eight-Gods Flame might very well kill him. The terror of Eight-Gods Flame lay not only in his speed but also in the blue flames on his fists and body.

Sun Wukong’s body had been refined in the crucible of the Supreme Elder Lord’s Eight Diagrams Furnace, and later, it was further fused with Nezha’s Metal Attribute Divine Stone and that serpent pearl. His flesh had reached the level of a high-ranking Saint, almost hitting the limit of this world.

Yet, he had still been injured by a single punch from Eight-Gods Flame; furthermore, the azure flame carried the weird strength of Ice and Fire. After penetrating his abdomen, it seemed to have a life of its own, the two forces silently splitting apart. The Power of Ice aimed directly for the Dantian, while the Power of Fire ravaged toward Sun Wukong’s heart.

Fortunately, there was a Metal Attribute Divine Stone within Sun Wukong’s body that hadn’t been absorbed yet. Just in time, it divided into two streams of Golden Power, each enveloping the invading Power of Water and Fire. This stopped Sun Wukong from sustaining further injuries, but it left him extremely alarmed.

It was just one punch; if there were a few more, even the internal Golden Power might not be enough to stop the incursion of Water and Fire.

Sun Wukong knew that if he did not fight with all his might, he might lose any chance he had. Thus, while still in the air, he glanced at Eight-Gods Flame from the corner of his eye, then, using the inertia of his body, he gathered all his strength and hurled the Jingu Bang at Eight-Gods Flame.

As Eight-Gods Flame watched Sun Wukong whom he had punched away and was preparing to rise and chase, he saw a hint of golden light flying rapidly toward him. Eight-Gods Flame sneered at the incoming light, ready to dodge with his unparalleled speed. However, at that moment, an abrupt change occurred.

A red silk ribbon burrowed out from underground and swiftly wrapped tightly around Eight-Gods Flame’s feet. Forced into a corner, he chose to confront it head-on. Although confident he could tear apart the sky-filling silk ribbon in an instant, he wasn’t sure he could avoid the oncoming golden light.

Eight-Gods Flame brought his hands together and then pulled them apart; a simple Tortoise Shell Shield appeared in his hands. "Pale Flame Technique—Tortoise Flame Shield!"

The next instant, the flying golden light fiercely struck the flame-engulfed Tortoise Shell Shield. After blocking the strike, Eight-Gods Flame attempted to retract the Tortoise Flame Shield and go after Sun Wukong. Suddenly, he felt the shield in his hands trembling uncontrollably.

Looking closely, he realized that the golden light was none other than the Jingu Bang, which was rotating at high speed. As the Jingu Bang spun, the point where it contacted the Tortoise Flame Shield began to thin out rapidly. He believed that in at most three breaths, the Jingu Bang would penetrate the Tortoise Flame Shield and strike him.

Of course, Eight-Gods Flame would not just sit there and await his demise. He immediately tilted the Tortoise Shell Shield in his hand. Just then, Eight-Gods Flame witnessed the most terrifying scene of his life.

Sun Wukong, whom I had sent flying with a punch, had disappeared–and in his place appeared a gigantic golden-yellow ape. At this moment, the ape just happened to look up and see me. What kind of eyes were those? Cold, wicked, brutally domineering, and yet they conveyed a sense of unparalleled sovereignty in the heavens and the earth.

Eight-Gods Flame had no time to think further; merely being glanced at by those eyes, he felt like he was being stalked by ancient ferocious beasts, as if any move he made would lead to merciless slaughter.

"Ah ah ah, Azure Flame–Primordial Fire Realm!" Under immense pressure, Eight-Gods Flame chose not to cower but to unleash the greatest power he had ever mustered to withstand the challenge.

In a defiant move, Eight-Gods Flame employed the final form of his skill, ’Azure Flame’s full burst state, known as Primordial Fire Realm. With this move, centered around Eight-Gods Flame, a World of Flames began to form. The entire world was glowing red–lava, volcanoes, various Strange Fires, fire pools, fire spirits, fire beasts–and anything related to flames could be found in this world.

Everything that the World of Flames touched was instantly annihilated, whether it was the ground or the icebergs; there was no suspense. Just as the World of Flames began to take shape, the Ruyi Jingu Bang began to tremble incessantly, and then, with a swoosh, it was as if scared by World of Flames, darted into the void.

As the Primordial Fire Realm continued to expand, Eight-Gods Flame could no longer wait. The ice-blue wings on his back had now turned crimson red. With a single flap of his wings, Eight-Gods Flame flew towards Sun Wukong with nearly space-breaking speed. Clearly, he intended to envelop Sun Wukong within his World of Flames and then use the fire and Strange Fires within to attack him.

Although he still felt some trepidation about Sun Wukong, he had even greater faith in his own Primordial Fire Realm.

Since his cultivation of the Primordial Fire Realm, no matter how powerful or troublesome the opponent, victory was assured with its deployment. At this moment, Eight-Gods Flame also believed there would be no exceptions. Even though this opponent was formidable, his fate would not be any different. Even if he couldn’t kill him, inflicting severe injuries was still within reach.

Lost in thought, Eight-Gods Flame had already arrived in front of Sun Wukong, who, for some reason, had not made the slightest movement. Eight-Gods Flame could not help but sneer–Humph, what of the Great Sage Equalling Heaven? Was he not about to fall to his most powerful strike?

But at that moment, Sun Wukong, who had been standing motionless on the spot, suddenly swayed slightly, and then, under the disbelieving gaze of Eight-Gods Flame, Sun Wukong’s massive body spun around, and a gigantic fist came flying towards him. In the next moment, there was a thunderous explosion.

In the midst of the explosion, Sun Wukong stood unyielding, one hand tightly gripping the edge of Eight-Gods Flame’s World of Flames, while his other hand continuously, punch after punch, struck down upon the World of Flames.

With the first punch, the World of Flames merely shook slightly; by the fifth, the inside began to tremble; at the tenth, a crack appeared; and after the thirty-third, the World of Flames shattered with a explosive noise.

Afterward, Sun Wukong extended a finger and, amidst a contemptuous gaze, flicked Eight-Gods Flame away with one finger.

In fact, after transforming into the giant ape, Sun Wukong had already harbored a killing intent towards Eight-Gods Flame, but at that moment, a distant and ancient voice echoed in Sun Wukong’s mind, causing him to stand still for a while.

Afterwards, Sun Wukong, having forcefully shattered the World of Flames, did not kill Eight-Gods Flame, merely sending him flying.

Because that voice told Sun Wukong that Eight-Gods Flame was his guide, the one who could help him obtain the Water System Divine Stone!