Chapter 1244: Chapter 390: The Stone Monkey’s Remnant Will
Sun Wukong gazed at the figure, cold light flickering in his eyes.
With his Eyes of Golden Flame, he seemed to want to see right through the other’s heart.
“Are you Old Sun? Then who am I?”
Sun Wukong asked with a cold smile.
“I am your future self, and also the self living in the past.”
The being caught in Sun Wukong’s hand spoke such words.
Sun Wukong’s eyes flashed sharply, and he laughed coldly, saying, “Then let Old Sun put an end to myself.”
He exerted force in his hand, and the creature exploded.
Sun Wukong laughed coldly that the opponent dared try to trick him.
It’s just a demon, using some Divine Skills to project into his heart and affect his spirit, creating illusions, absurdly claiming to be his future self, laughable indeed.
However, a thought suddenly arose in his heart—will his own future truly be like that? Reduced to a mere wisp of soul?
With this thought, Sun Wukong shook his head, firmly believing his future wouldn’t be so bleak.
Moreover, claiming to be his past self was absurd in Sun Wukong’s view.
“This Illusionary Realm needs to be shattered.”
Sun Wukong muttered, using his Divine Skills to shatter the realms.
Soon, Sun Wukong’s expression changed.
Because the realm remained undisturbed; it was still shrouded and misty.
His eyes burst forth with a startling brilliance, looking forward as he shouted, “Get out here for Old Sun.”
A form appeared, identical to the living being from before.
At this moment, a smile hung on his face, as if nothing happened.
It appeared that what Sun Wukong crushed before wasn’t him at all.
Sun Wukong’s pupils slightly contracted as he stared at the being, saying, “What exactly are you? Old Sun clearly already destroyed you just now.”
He was indeed a bit puzzled, his brows furrowed.
Logically, such illusions are even inferior to Heart Demons and can be directly eradicated.
However, being destroyed yet resurrecting, this one’s resilience proved extreme.
“I am your future self, and also your past self.”
The being spoke again, repeating the same words.
At this moment, Sun Wukong scrutinized the figure, but no longer hurried to destroy him.
He wanted to see what this creature intended.
“Since you’re the future Old Sun, tell what the future holds.”
Sun Wukong asked with a cold smile.
He was certain the other was not a threat.
If so, he was not in a rush, intending to glean some information first.
“Your future is difficult, battling through bloodshed to reach the pinnacle of the Creation Realm, deemed the strongest yet unable to protect the Three Realms, approached by those beings; you slew several opponents of the same rank but found you couldn’t guard the Three Realms, couldn’t protect all friends and relatives; everyone around you was slain, leaving only you.”
Sun Wukong’s heart quivered violently, although his face remained calm.
Is this truly the future self?
Everywhere is silent, leaving only himself.
Could even the Three Pure Ones have perished?
What a hopeless era it must be; even as a naturally born stone monkey, he felt deeply unsettled and couldn’t help but take a few deep breaths.
“You claim to be my past self; what is your explanation?”
Sun Wukong continued to inquire.
The being persisted: “In the future, the world is silent, but you’re hard to kill; while those beings couldn’t slay you, you fled, incapable of restoring, so you went back to the past to solve those World Destroyers in a more distant ancient time, and with Unmatched Divine Power, envisioned the beings of the Three Realms to resurrect them.”
“And the result?”
Sun Wukong asked.
“You succeeded.”
The being replied.
Sun Wukong’s body jolted; succeeded?
Suddenly, his back felt cold; what did this mean?
If the past self succeeded, does it mean the current Three Realms were imagined into being by him?
“You killed some World Destroyers, causing them to perish in the past, then envisioned the Three Realms, allowing them to revive; however, at the last moment, you were also suppressed by a terrifying force, nearly extinguished, with only this remnant soul escaping.”
The being continued.
Sun Wukong’s heart moved; he laughed chillingly, “You don’t mean to say Old Sun is the stone monkey of the strongest realm who swept through Creation Realm’s powerful beings and perished?”
“Correct, though you wouldn’t have been wiped out; yet, envisioning a great world severely impacted your strength, losing over fifty percent, leaving you vulnerable for erasure.”
The being replied further.
Sun Wukong suddenly chuckled, staring at the being, “Old Sun sees your origin now.”
The being’s expression shifted slightly, identical to Sun Wukong’s face revealing a trace of panic but quickly restoring composure.
Sun Wukong faintly smiled, watching the figure, “You indeed are a remnant soul of the stone monkey of the strongest realm, or more accurately, a trace of resentment; through endless ages, you’ve formed a climate, wanting to turn illusion into reality, to occupy Old Sun’s body, crafting this ridiculous tale. Pity, there’s one thing you might not know.”
“What?”
The stone monkey’s resentment asked.
“Old Sun, although not patient, knows how to surrender; if defeated, I’ll flee with those around me—Creation Realm can restart a realm; why fight until everything’s silent? That’s foolishness.”
Sun Wukong laughed in reply.
Stone monkey’s resentment: “…”
Did it overestimate this monkey?
“Actually, you’re smart, keenly accurate, but you’re bound by resentment and obsession, leading to narrow thinking; Old Sun, naturally, isn’t so stubborn. Havoc in Heaven, I acted in their play, allowing them to suppress Old Sun for millennia; Old Sun can endure, for living means everything’s possible. Old Sun won’t let all companions perish.”
Stone monkey’s resentment sighed, “You are ultimately not him; your ideas differ.”
Sun Wukong chuckled; he surely wasn’t that stone monkey.
Thus, he wouldn’t make the same choices as the stone monkey.
Sun Wukong reached out again, seizing the stone monkey’s resentment, deploying techniques to completely eradicate it.
This is resentment, and it’s also evil.
Even Supreme beings could fail to contain it if released.
Sun Wukong’s mind remained pure, so he was unaffected.
But for others, it could be different.
He mustn’t let this stone monkey’s resentment escape, spreading harm.
Stone monkey’s resentment was crushed, but soon, it formed into a human shape and appeared nearby.
He stared at Sun Wukong, saying lightly, “You cannot kill me; though I’m merely resentment, I’m not one whom a mere junior can slay.”
“Really? Have you heard of the Diamond Sutra?”
Sun Wukong suddenly asked.