Rebirth in Journey to the West: Sun Wukong-Chapter 332 - : Cross the Line and Die! (1st Update)

Chapter 332: Chapter 332: Cross the Line and Die! (1st Update)

Sun Wukong stepped forward two paces, standing proudly with a faint smile on his face. Although his aura was still that of a Demon Marshal, nothing about him seemed particularly remarkable. However, after the previous scene, no one dared to underestimate him anymore. Not just any Demon Marshal could nonchalantly wave their hand and send several peers, and even those a level higher in cultivation, flying through the air. Sun Wukong must have been hiding his true power!

“Ignorant fool! Elder Yang, Elder Duan, take him down for me!”

Duanmu Qi’s face darkened. He pointed at Sun Wukong and yelled, being the third son of the Duanmu Clan used to throwing his weight around. To him, Sun Wukong was merely a guest elder invited by his elder brother, perhaps with some special skills; however, no matter how much he concealed his cultivation, it couldn’t possibly exceed the level of a Demon Lord. With two Demon Lord-level guest elders on his side, how could they fail to handle him?

“Boy, you’re courting death! Dare to offend the Third Young Master, then accept your fate!”

“You take the left, I’ll take the right. Let’s strike together and finish him quickly!”

With sinister smiles, the two Demon Lord-level guest elders behind Duanmu Qi, Elder Yang and Elder Duan, stepped forward. After exchanging a glance, they suddenly lunged at Sun Wukong from the left and right, one wielding a saber and the other a sword, chopping toward Sun Wukong’s sides and neck simultaneously, attacking from top and bottom, intending to leave Sun Wukong no room to dodge.

“Stupid fool, let’s see how you’ll die this time!”

A cold sneer flashed in Duanmu Qi’s eyes. In his view, Sun Wukong completely failed to react. Just as the attacks of the two Demon Lord-level guest elders were about to hit Sun Wukong, suddenly, Sun Wukong moved!

With a movement of his hands, Sun Wukong caught the blades of both attackers between two fingers each, his stance unfazed by the fierce-looking attacks, blocking them effortlessly.

“How is this possible?”

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Both Demon Lord-level guest elders were stupefied, trying to pull back their weapons. But Sun Wukong’s fingers were clamped around them like iron hoops. No matter how they exerted their strength or how they stimulated their Demon Primordial Force, it was all in vain as they couldn’t move their weapons even an inch!

“Is that all you’ve got?”

Sun Wukong slightly raised his head, a chilling gleam flashing across his eyes. The next moment, a tremendous force burst from his fingertips. Struck as if by lightning, the two Demon Lord-level guest elders groaned and were hurled back, crashing heavily to the ground. Their palms, which had been holding the saber and the sword, were split open, trembling and turning deathly pale.

“Too weak!”

Sun Wukong shook his head slightly and tightened his fingers, shattering the two weapons into pieces. Within moments, they turned into tiny scraps of metal. As the wind blew, these scraps scattered around, leaving the faces of the two Demon Lord-level guest elders filled with horror and fear.

Too terrifying! Just two fingers had destroyed their weapons. How strong was Sun Wukong?! He was definitely not just some Demon Marshal. Could he be a Demon Emperor?

“How can this be possible?”

The smile on Duanmu Qi’s face froze instantaneously, his eye corners twitching uncontrollably, his mouth agape. What did he see? The two Demon Lord-level guest elders were defeated in one move, and not just defeated—they were beaten down and their weapons shattered by mere fingers!

“Did you just say you wanted to obliterate me, Old Sun?”

After obliterating the weapons of the two Demon Lord-level guest elders, Sun Wukong stepped towards Duanmu Qi. His pace was neither hurried nor slow, but each step felt as if it were forcefully stomping on Duanmu Qi’s heart. As soon as he reached Duanmu Qi, whose complexion had turned completely pale, beads of sweat the size of beans streamed down his forehead.

“You, don’t mess around! I am…”

Before Duanmu Qi could finish his sentence, Sun Wukong had already grabbed his shoulder, gripping it as if clamped by iron tongs. Duanmu Qi felt utterly powerless under Sun Wukong’s grasp, a piercing pain shooting through him, nearly causing him to collapse on the spot, entirely at Sun Wukong’s mercy.

“You’re the third young master of the Duanmu Clan, huh? Of course, Old Sun knows that.”

Sun Wukong sneered, “But just a third young master of the Duanmu Clan dares to show attitude in front of Old Sun? Boy, do you think your life is too long?”

These were the taunts Duanmu Qi had thrown at Sun Wukong earlier, now thrown back at him by Sun Wukong. Duanmu Qi’s face turned red, overwhelmed with pain and rage, but he could do nothing but scream in agony.

“Bastard, release the Third Young Master!”

The two Demon Lord-level guest elders, furious, shouted, “When the master is humiliated, the servants die.” Watching Sun Wukong so roughly manhandling Duanmu Qi, they were enraged. Despite knowing Sun Wukong’s superior cultivation strength, they still charged toward him, roaring.

With their weapons already shattered, they could only throw punches, channeling their Demon Primordial Force into attacks, transforming their demonic qi into two beastly heads that snapped at Sun Wukong.

“Hmph!”

Sun Wukong snorted coldly, a wave of sound burst forth, colliding with the beast-headed demonic qi and dispersing it, continuing its force unabated and striking hard against the bodies of two Demon Lord-level retainers.

“Pfft!”

The two Demon Lord-level retainers spat out a mouthful of blood and screamed as they were once again sent flying backward. No matter how loyal or protective they were, Sun Wukong showed no mercy. Their loyalty was not to Sun Wukong, and the fact that he did not kill them instantly was already merciful!

He gestured in the air and a deep trench appeared in front of him, “Those who cross this line, die!”

Struggling to their feet, the faces of the two Demon Lord-level retainers were filled with despair and anger, yet they dared not cross the trench drawn by Sun Wukong. They could sense that Sun Wukong was not joking—if they crossed the line, he would truly kill them!

Seeing the two Demon Lord-level retainers obediently staying outside the trench, a slight, smug smile appeared on Sun Wukong’s lips. This feeling of crushing others with power, and controlling life and death with a single thought, was indeed too satisfying. No wonder countless people tirelessly pursue strength and the principles of the universe!

Before reaching the Half-step Quasi-Saint, although Sun Wukong’s combat power was strong, he did not have this capability to decide others’ fate with a thought. But since achieving the Half-step Quasi-saint Realm and understanding the Heaven-Breaking Domain, as his cultivation deepened and his understanding of the universe’s principles grew profound, this feeling had grown increasingly intense.

Just like now, even those in the Demon Lord level, which is the Da Luo Golden Immortal Realm, seemed like they could be exterminated with a flip of his hand. Sun Wukong truly felt the saying “Below the Saints, all are mere ants” was not an exaggeration at all!

Currently at only the Half-step Quasi-Saint Realm, possessing a Chaotic Divine Body and mastering domain power gave him a bit of a saintly demeanor, yet he already had this feeling. What would it feel like to reach the Heavenly Dao Saint Realm?

Suddenly, Sun Wukong felt a strong impulse—he must reach the Heavenly Dao Saint Realm as soon as possible and must not allow anyone else to control his fate ever again!

“Huff, huff —!”

Sun Wukong released his grip, and Duanmu Qi fell to the ground, gasping for air, his face filled with terror, completely lacking his previous arrogant and domineering demeanor.

“Who else?”

With a calm sweep of his gaze, apart from the two Demon Lord-level retainers, all other followers of Duanmu Qi stepped back simultaneously, their eyes full of fear and reverence when they looked at Sun Wukong.

Duanmu Bai’s eyes brightened—what is a true powerhouse? This is a true powerhouse. A casual word, a single glance brought everyone to submission. When could he reach such a realm, to not live this life in vain!

“Duanmu Clan’s Third Young Master, do you still plan to exterminate me?”

Sun Wukong turned his gaze towards the collapsed Duanmu Qi, his lips curving into a sly smile. Though he appeared amiable, the underlying chill in his words made Duanmu Qi’s body go cold, and he started kowtowing to Sun Wukong with a thud: “My lord, it was my lack of sight, my reckless talk, I deserve to die! Please spare me this once! I guarantee, there will not be a next time!”

“So you won’t continue to drain this pool? Don’t want the treasures within?”

Still smiling, Duanmu Qi raised his head, not bothering to wipe the blood from his forehead, and shook his head vigorously, “No more, I dare not! I don’t want the treasures either! They all belong to you, my lord. Just spare me this once!”

“Is that so, don’t you feel it’s a pity?”

“Not a pity, not at all! The treasures belong to those who are virtuous and capable, and only you, my lord, have this fortune!”

Looking at Duanmu Qi’s face, a mix of panic and sycophancy, Sun Wukong shook his head with a slight chuckle, the coldness in his eyes finally dissipating. This guy was as shameless as Duanmu Bai, but less sharp and decisive. Perhaps all scions of great families were like this!

Of course, Sun Wukong could kill Duanmu Qi, but doing so would bring him no benefit and would only dirty his hands. Naturally, he wouldn’t let Duanmu Qi off easily. “If others don’t offend me, I won’t offend them. If others offend me, I shall repay it a thousandfold!” Since Duanmu Qi dared to attack him, he must pay some price to save his life, right?

“Alright, your elder brother had also offended me before, and later, he used a treasure to gain my forgiveness. What do you plan to use to have me spare you?”

Sun Wukong crouched down, enticingly coaxing Duanmu Qi, “Never say anything about redeeming your life with demon crystals, I don’t lack money. I need something truly compelling, whether it’s a Magical Treasure, intelligence, or anything else you think has great value! What do you have?”

Initially, after hearing Sun Wukong’s words, Duanmu Qi intended to say he could pay a ransom, but before he could speak, Sun Wukong had already shut him down.

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