The Strongest Mythical Emperor
Chapter 1224: Mad Demon Wukong

Chapter 1224: Chapter 1224: Mad Demon Wukong

"Doomed to eternal damnation?"

South Night Star’s twisted face was filled with rage. As one of the Nine Saint Lords, who dared to condemn him to eternal damnation?

Especially in front of this vast assembly. If he didn’t kill Sun Wukong, where would he place his dignity?

The distance between the two was several hundred million li, a trivial span for them.

Almost as soon as the words left Sun Wukong’s mouth, they were about to clash.

Sun Wukong, with one hand, lifted the Chaos Purple Gold Rod and swung it down mightily. South Night Star, refusing to show weakness, used all his strength to slash with his sword.

Clang—

The Chaos Purple Gold Rod clashed with the White Bone Knife, exploding like the Primordial Chaos. The sound pierced the eardrums of many beings, all of whom nervously watched the collision between the two peerless powerful beings.

Then, South Night Star was sent flying backward, vomiting blood from Sun Wukong’s strike.

It seemed as though they were not at the same level, Sun Wukong’s power was evidently much greater than South Night Star’s.

During his backward flight, South Night Star’s mind was greatly shaken, continuously exclaiming, "How is this possible..."

Although he wasn’t a practitioner of physical strength, his strength was not weak; what’s more, Sun Wukong, although at the pinnacle of saintly perfection, was at the same level as he was!

At the same realm, he was no match for his opponent.

Those watching the battle all widened their eyes, including the many powerful beings in front of the space-time tunnel; even the saints were dumbfounded.

"Isn’t that South Night Star? He’s been injured!"

"Sss—What is the origin of this demon ape? Does the Demon Clan also possess such a strong existence?"

"What’s going on? Not only the Holy Sect but even South Night Star has been drawn in."

"There’s also the presence of an Ancient Buddha; what in the world happened?"

"So many saints, from which power do they hail?"

The powerful beings who had followed Yang Jian to this miniature universe were chilled to the bone when they saw the situation here.

The miniature universe was filled with countless severed limbs and flesh, like a void purgatory.

At that moment, Sun Wukong advanced again.

"Kekeke..."

Sun Wukong, after becoming demonic, exuded a sinister aura. Bloodlight shot increasingly longer from his eyes. Holding the Chaos Purple Gold Rod in his hand, the rod’s purple gold colour along with the blood aura around him was perfectly matched. He seemed like a demon bursting out from the Chaos.

He rapidly approached South Night Star, and this time, he held the Chaos Purple Gold Rod high with both hands, smashing down with no restraint towards South Night Star.

South Night Star felt as if the sky was collapsing, raising his knife instinctively to block. However, since he was still in a state of being sent flying, he couldn’t use all his strength.

Sun Wukong brutally struck down with the rod. With a loud clang, South Night Star let out a miserable scream, his palms split open, the White Bone Knife was knocked from his grasp and flew away, and the Chaos Purple Gold Rod crushed his chest cavity. His flesh split open, and even the white bones were exposed.

South Night Star’s consciousness plunged into a void; his body began to fall, disappearing into the endless darkness in the blink of an eye.

Sun Wukong’s form flickered and vanished from his original spot.

When he reappeared, he was already below South Night Star, holding the Chaos Purple Gold Rod with one hand, thrusting upward.

Puchi—

Blood sprayed as South Night Star’s abdomen was pierced through by the Chaos Purple Gold Rod. Flesh and blood emerged along the rod from his back, a gruesome sight.

This scene rendered all beings in the miniature universe speechless.

The once invincible South Night Star was being slaughtered?

Wují Dao Ancestor was so scared that he trembled, mumbling, "How is this possible..."

The Four Saints who followed South Night Star nearly wet themselves, for they all knew how terrifying South Night Star was.

"This demon ape..."

In front of the space-time tunnel, a saint wearing a black robe frowned and whispered, while other strong beings around him were also intimidated by Sun Wukong’s overbearing display.

Yang Jian and Li Yuanba’s faces were full of shock.

Just how strong was Sun Wukong?

"This monkey’s cultivation..." Death Road swallowed hard.

He found himself completely unable to see through Qin Jun. How many more trump cards did Qin Jun still hold?

Those who shared his sentiments included Ji Bubai. As Qin Jun’s father from a previous life, he shockingly couldn’t see through Qin Jun either.

"What on earth has he experienced in these two hundred thousand years?" Ji Bubai looked at Qin Jun with complex emotions.

He felt an inexplicable sense of defeat in his heart. It turned out Qin Jun didn’t necessarily need him.

The God and Demons around Qin Jun were also shaken.

"He’s too strong..."

"No wonder His Majesty is so calm, it turns out Sun Wukong has become this strong."

"It’s terrifying, has he become possessed by a demon? Will he even kill us?"

"Don’t worry, with His Majesty here, Wukong won’t harm us."

"The younger generation is indeed to be feared."

The God and Demons murmured among themselves. Even Donghuang Taiyi and Ying Zheng remained silent. Facing Sun Wukong like this, they couldn’t imagine what a terrifying experience it would be to be his enemy.

Qin Jun, however, remained calm and composed, not in the least bit surprised.

Sun Wukong was, after all, a combat genius. Now that his realm had reached the perfection of a Saint, it wasn’t an exaggeration to say that all the Saints in the little cosmos combined were no match for him.

Meanwhile, Sun Wukong’s left fist struck like the wind as he began brutally beating South Night Star.

His punch was incredibly fast, like billions of fists striking South Night Star in the span of a second.

Boom—

South Night Star’s saintly bones shattered, his physical body unable to withstand the tremendous impact and instantly exploded, turning into a mist of blood that scattered in the air.

A white light emerged from the blood mist—South Night Star’s Primordial Spirit.

Looking at the invincible Sun Wukong, his eyes were filled with fear.

"Damn it..."

South Night Star gritted his teeth, but ultimately chose to flee. He used a secret technique to instantly shatter the void and disappeared without a trace.

The whole process was so fast that no one below the level of a Saint could catch it with their eyes.

To the majority of beings, it appeared as though South Night Star’s Primordial Spirit had exploded with his body.

Having destroyed South Night Star’s physical body and bathed in the blood mist, Sun Wukong became even more frenzied. He bent his body, gasping for breath, as the monumental demon energy continued to surge, wreaking havoc across the entire battlefield.

He suddenly turned his head to look at Wují Dao Ancestor and the other Four Saints. Even across the distance of hundreds of billions of miles, it scared Wují Dao Ancestor and the Five Saints out of their wits.

"Run!"

"If the Saint Lord himself is no match, we cannot simply march to our deaths!"

"Damn it! Where did this monkey come from?"

"Not good! He’s coming!"

The Four Saints behind Wují Dao Ancestor were a mix of alarm and rage as they saw Sun Wukong approaching aggressively with his staff.

Fuxi, Death Road, and Houtu quickly retreated, afraid of being accidentally injured by Sun Wukong.

Sun Wukong’s speed was incredible. By the time the Saints prepared to use their Divine Powers to escape, it was already too late.

After all, they didn’t have cultivation like South Night Star, how could they escape from under Sun Wukong’s watch?

"Die—"

Sun Wukong’s furious voice made the entire little cosmos twist even more violently. With one swing of his staff, he struck Wují Dao Ancestor at the waist, cutting him in half.

Then, he turned and swung his staff again, exploding the physical body of a Saint into a mass of flesh and blood, making the scene extremely terrifying.

Wují Dao Ancestor, having lost half of his body, wore a face full of terror, with his upper half trembling nonstop. At this moment, his heart sank into unprecedented despair and fear.

"Hehe... you all must die..."

Sun Wukong sneered, swinging his staff toward the other three Saints, who, terrified, quickly mobilized their powers and attacked Sun Wukong together.