Journey to the West: Great Saint Equal to Heaven

77: Chapter 77: Monkey King Turns Hostile 77: Chapter 77: Monkey King Turns Hostile Li Guangming swung his axe, and a beam of light extended for thousands of feet, slashing towards Sun Wukong.

The radiant axe light engulfed Sun Wukong, leaving no trace of him.

Li Guangming bore a cold smirk on his face, “What Great Sage Equalling Heaven?

He is still just a minor figure from the Mountain of Mind and Heart.”

Compared to himself, the senior brother of Mount Fangcun, Sun Wukong was no match at all.

Did he really think that he, the senior brother atop the Mountain of Mind and Heart, was a vegetarian?

No sooner had he entertained this thought than the axe light dissipated, and there stood Sun Wukong, unharmed.

His eyes twinkled with a golden light as he stared at Li Guangming and said, “Elder brother, there’s a limit to everything.

Do not push it too far.”

Seeing that Sun Wukong was still unharmed rendered Li Guangming even more infuriated.

With a gentle tap, he ceased using his axe and instead utilized Dao magic.

In that instant, the Heaven and Earth Great Dao trembled, and a pathway emerged, exerting a formidable suction force.

It was Reincarnation.

Li Guangming had actually activated Reincarnation to cast Sun Wukong into it.

Sun Wukong’s body shuddered; he was nearly sucked into the pathway of Reincarnation.

Karmic Fire burned within the pathway of Reincarnation.

Even for him, once he fell into it, the probability of successfully escaping was very slim.

A flash of rage crossed Sun Wukong’s eyes.

He respected his opponent as the senior brother of the Mountain of Mind and Heart, yet Li Guangming had attacked him repeatedly without any regard for their fraternal bond.

Did he really think he was made of clay with no temper at all?

Sun Wukong suddenly struggled and broke free from the suction force of Reincarnation.

He pulled out the Golden Hoop from his ear and immediately struck out with it.

Li Guangming was taken aback, not expecting Sun Wukong to break free so easily from his clutches.

He hurriedly raised his axe to block Sun Wukong’s blow.

Clang.

A loud noise resounded, forcing Li Guangming to retreat.

Both his hands trembled, and blood flowed from his axe.

Li Guangming looked shocked; Sun Wukong’s strike had almost made him drop his weapon.

He gazed at Sun Wukong with astonishment in his eyes.

After striking with his staff, Sun Wukong did not continue his assault but merely glared coldly at Li Guangming.

He spoke icily, “From now on, do not appear before me again, otherwise, do not blame me for disregarding our kinship.”

Li Guangming’s face turned ashen, and his eyes blazed with fury as he stared back at Sun Wukong, his tone equally unfriendly.

“Sun Wukong, are you truly intent on betraying our sect?”

He was quite irritated, his previously transcendent and detached demeanor had utterly vanished.

Perhaps this was the true visage of Li Guangming; all his prior extraordinary airs were just for show.

Only in this moment was the real Li Guangming revealed.

Sun Wukong sneered, somewhat sarcastically.

“Patriarch Bodhi had already expelled me from the sect long ago.”

Li Guangming sneered, “Patriarch indeed didn’t misjudge you; you Husun, are truly heartless and ungrateful.

It’s a pity the Patriarch taught you so much back then, allowing you to achieve what you have today.

Had he known, he might have chosen someone else…”

At this, he abruptly closed his mouth.

But Sun Wukong had already caught his implication.

His gaze was piercing, yet his heart felt somewhat cold.

Choose someone else?

Could it be that even his apprenticeship in the ancient times was orchestrated by someone else?

If that were the case, even Patriarch Bodhi’s identity might be a sham.

Who was he really?

Originally, Sun Wukong thought it might be Lord Taishang, but from Li Guangming’s actions and demeanor, Sun Wukong dismissed this speculation outright.

The lineage of Taishang, known for its placidity, definitely did not include such a spiteful person.

So, it could definitely not be from the lineage of the Elder Lord.

“Forget it, I will tell our master about what you did today.

You, this Husun, just wait for our master’s punishment.”

After Li Guangming had spoken, he turned and left.

He had witnessed Sun Wukong’s prowess and did not want to continue fighting with him.

Sun Wukong was thoughtful.

He followed invisibly, but soon lost sight of Li Guangming.

With Li Guangming’s strength, it was easy for him to avoid being tracked by someone.

Sun Wukong felt somewhat melancholic, standing above the North Sea.

This was where he lost track of Li Guangming.

A beam of dark light appeared, standing not far from Sun Wukong.

The dark light transformed into a middle-aged man whose gaze was cold but immeasurably deep, completely concealing his intentions.

The middle-aged man emitted a strong Demonic Aura.

Sun Wukong glanced at him but did not speak.

Kunpeng.

The person was Kunpeng, who had targeted Sun Wukong several times.

However, this was not Kunpeng’s true form but only an incarnation.

Seeing that Sun Wukong ignored him, Kunpeng did not mind.

He smiled lightly and said, “Wukong, actually, I know your teacher’s identity.

I’ve been lurking in the Three Realms for years.

If you wish, I can reveal your teacher’s identity right now.”

“Not interested.”

Sun Wukong said lightly.

Kunpeng was somewhat taken aback.

Sun Wukong sneered, “It’s just those few people.

Who else could it be besides someone with such a domineering character who has been arranging everything for me from the start?”

“Then who do you think it is?”

Kunpeng was curious.

He wanted to know if Sun Wukong had guessed it.

Sun Wukong glared at him and sneered, “What do you count for, why should Old Sun tell you?”

Scolded, Kunpeng did not take it to heart.

He thought Sun Wukong was merely being stubborn.

Kunpeng smiled lightly and said, “Heh, Sun Wukong, you are a very clever person.

I appreciate you.

If you are willing, I want to become sworn brothers with you.

From today on, you will be my equal, and together, we could dominate the Three Realms.”

Sun Wukong looked at him as if he were looking at an idiot.

“A reliable Kunpeng, and pigs might fly.”

Kunpeng’s eyes widened.

Was his reputation really that bad?

“Your goal isn’t to rule the Three Realms at all, or else you wouldn’t be causing chaos everywhere.

Don’t think of everyone as fools, believing that you’re the only clever one in the world,”

Sun Wukong sneered.

Seeing that Kunpeng had nothing to say, Sun Wukong waved his hand as if shooing away a dog.

“Get lost, Old Sun is tired of seeing your unlucky face.”

Kunpeng’s face flickered with uncertainty.

If it weren’t so difficult to subdue Sun Wukong, he would have definitely taken action.

It was too insulting the way he was being treated.

Even the Ancient Heavenly Emperor, Emperor Jun, wouldn’t treat him this way; he always received respect.

With a cold snort, Kunpeng left.

“Sun Wukong, don’t think that with your current strength, you are safe.

Without a powerful support, you will end up as nothing but dust in this era of chaos.

Even the Great Heavenly Venerate could fall, let alone you, a mere Celestial Immortal.

You should consider my proposition carefully,”

Kunpeng’s voice carried over.

Sun Wukong’s lips curled slightly, and he struck with his staff.

A cry of rage and shock came from afar as Kunpeng’s incarnation was slain by Sun Wukong.