Longevity by Picking up Attributes in the Battlefield

Chapter 1277: Chapter 554: Sun Wukong Rampages Through the Heavenly Court!

"Wu’er."

Zhao Feng’s expression was solemn, his gaze filled with expectation, as he spoke slowly: "After entering the Underworld, you must fulfill your duties diligently."

"I will be watching over you."

"Of course."

Zhao Feng paused slightly, and his tone softened: "Entering the Underworld is not an urgent matter."

"You can take some tributers from the Yang Realm with you."

"You are now Emperor Fengdu, and if those judges and Yin Gods in the Underworld are not competent, you may replace them." Zhao Feng said to Zhao Wu with great seriousness.

"I understand, Your Highness." Zhao Wu nodded immediately, his eyes firm, exuding an undeniable resolve.

"Your elder brother knows which tributers are useful, Qi’er, take Wu’er and make a selection." Zhao Feng then turned his gaze to Zhao Qi, eyes filled with trust and instruction.

"I accept the order, Your Highness."

Zhao Qi gladly accepted the command, his face wearing a gentle smile, and then he led Zhao Wu, and they both left the Heavenly Palace side by side.

"Seeing them as such harmonious brothers is truly wonderful."

Ying Zheng watched the departing figures of Zhao Qi and his brother, his eyes full of comfort, and he couldn’t help but smile with emotion.

"After all, now Qin is not an ordinary mortal dynasty."

Zhao Feng smiled slightly, revealing the essence in a single sentence: "The brothers have nothing to fight over, the pursuit of cultivation to the extreme is what they should strive for."

In the past, during the mortal dynasties, what those from the Imperial Family fought over was the throne and the emperor’s position.

Even brothers would turn against each other because of that supreme position.

But now that Qin has reached this level, it’s completely different.

A mortal dynasty is nothing but a fleeting moment for any minister of Qin.

Compared to possessing even greater power, the throne of a mortal dynasty is self-explanatory, naturally pursuing the ultimate power and realm.

Just at that moment!

"Boom!"

Above the Heavenly Vault, suddenly there was a heaven-shaking thunderous sound.

This sound was like a great bell echoing, rolling forth, and it seemed that all cultivators in the world could hear it clearly.

In the sky curtain above, a fire-red Fire Dragon, as if an ancient primordial beast, carrying the momentum of destroying heaven and earth, descended towards a land on the Nan Zhanbu Continent.

Instantly, everything on that land was consumed by the flames.

The living beings below, a towering mountain, were completely swallowed by this Fire Dragon, and in the blink of an eye, it transformed into a blazing volcano.

Living beings within a thousand miles felt the threat of death under these flames, fleeing in panic.

"The monkey has broken free."

Witnessing this scene, Zhao Feng’s lips slightly curved upwards, revealing a faint smile, with a somewhat watching-the-show attitude.

"This is Samadhi True Fire."

Ying Zheng’s eyes were deep as he gazed at the overwhelming flames, and he said thoughtfully: "Is it from Lord Lao Zi of the Great Monad’s Furnace of Eight Trigrams?"

"Lao Zi subdued Sun Wukong and placed him into the Pill Furnace for refining, seemingly as a way to deal with him, but in reality, helping Wukong temper his body and fuse the pills he consumed."

"This time, Wukong’s strength should have greatly increased, breaking through to the Martial Arts Ultimate Realm." Zhao Feng spoke in a deep voice, with absolute certainty.

"The grand drama is finally about to begin."

Ying Zheng spoke slowly, his gaze directed towards the Void Summit, as if seeing through the void to witness the unimaginable chaos erupting above the Heavenly Vault and in the Heaven Realm at this moment.

Inside the Doushuai Temple!

Sun Wukong was covered in Samadhi True Fire, the flames like lively fire snakes, roaming freely over his body, not yet extinguished.

His face was full of rage, and with a swift kick, he knocked over the Furnace of Eight Trigrams.

In an instant, the rolling Samadhi True Fire, like a breached flood, descended directly from Heaven to the Lower Realm.

The aura from his body was even more powerful, his martial aura having surpassed its original critical point, reaching the Martial Arts Ultimate Realm.

Moreover, his eyes were glowing with golden light, so substantive it seemed, they could see through the void, penetrating Heaven and Netherworld, known as the Eyes of Golden Flame.

"Old man."

Sun Wukong turned his head, glaring viciously at Lord Lao Zi, and bellowed loudly: "Old Sun is out now."

"Today, I’m going to topple your Furnace of Eight Trigrams, and then I’m going to overturn the Palace of the Polestar."

Perhaps this is a case of the newborn calf not fearing the tiger.

After all, Sun Wukong had little understanding of the Supreme. He only knew that he was the Heavenly Court’s alchemist but didn’t know he was one of the strongest beings in the world.

If he had known, he wouldn’t have had such an attitude this time.

As for Sun Wukong’s words, the Supreme merely looked on calmly, with a smile, his gaze carrying an unfathomable meaning.

However, Sun Wukong, seeing the Supreme’s demeanor, didn’t say more, and immediately transformed into a golden light, shooting out of the Doushuai Temple like an arrow from a bow.

"The Great Upheaval is finally about to begin."

The Supreme muttered to himself, his voice low and distant: "This time, Hong Jun will undoubtedly make an all-out effort to seize the authority of the heavens and earth again."

"But Human Dao has already emerged, and this time the outcome won’t be the same as before."

"If you want to drag the entire Primordial Heaven and Earth into ruin, I shall not sit idly by."

The Supreme frowned slightly, seemingly contemplating something.

Evidently.

With the commencement of this Great Upheaval, the Supreme was indeed scheming something.

Once Sun Wukong rushed out of the Doushuai Temple, he immediately floated in the sky above the Thirty-Three Heavens of the Heavenly Vault.

His posture was upright and imposing, his Jingu Bang already in hand.

The Samadhi True Fire on his body had also been extinguished, and his entire majestic battle armor appeared, restoring Sun Wukong to his Great Sage Equalling Heaven demeanor.

Looking at the countless halls within the Heaven Realm, Sun Wukong had no intention of being lenient.