Rebirth in Journey to the West: Sun Wukong-Chapter 710 - 711 The Nine Spirits Yuan Sage Admits

Chapter 710 -711: The Nine Spirits Yuan Sage Admits Defeat (Second Update!)

Chapter 710 -711: The Nine Spirits Yuan Sage Admits Defeat (Second Update!)

“Illusions?”

Jiuling Yuansheng was shocked; having bitten into thin air, he immediately realized that all he had seen before were illusions—the city walls, Jiang Liu’er, and the others were all figments conjured by an illusion array!

“Who dares to mock me like this?”

Jiuling Yuansheng bellowed furiously. With his keen eyesight, he could tell that the person who had set up the illusion array was formidable. However, aside from Taiyi Saving-the-Suffering Heavenly Venerate, Jiuling Yuansheng was not apprehensive of anyone else.

“Have you figured it out? Your strength is indeed not bad!”

A light chuckle arose from the side; Jiuling Yuansheng turned his head abruptly and saw a figure revealing itself on the city wall not far about thirty feet away—it was Sun Wukong.

“You are… the Great Sage Equalling Heaven?”

Jiuling Yuansheng’s pupils shrank suddenly. He recognized the identity of Sun Wukong—he was the Sect Hierarch of the Flower-Fruit Mountain Demon Cult, The Great Sage Equalling Heaven, Sun Wukong!

But how had the Great Sage Equalling Heaven ended up in Yulan County City?

“Didn’t expect you to recognize Old Sun! Not bad, not bad!”

Sun Wukong nodded in approval, yet Jiuling Yuansheng rolled his eyes disdainfully. What’s so surprising? The feats and image of you, Sun Wukong, have long been spread throughout the Three Realms. As a strong member of the Demon Clan, who doesn’t know that one peerless powerhouse has emerged amongst the demons, capable of defying the heavens and fighting saints?

“Since you know it’s Old Sun, why don’t you hurry up and surrender?”

Sun Wukong looked at Jiuling Yuansheng with a smile, but the words he uttered made Jiuling Yuansheng’s pupils shrink dramatically, and a hint of humiliated anger flashed across his face, “Sun Wukong, don’t think I’m scared of you just because you are the Great Sage Equalling Heaven! If you want me, Jiuling Yuansheng, to admit defeat, you are not qualified enough!”

“Oh? Not qualified enough? Then tell me, who is qualified? Is it that Taiyi Saving-the-Suffering Heavenly Venerate who treats you as a beast of burden?”

Sun Wukong scoffed disdainfully, flashed in front of Jiuling Yuansheng, glanced at Jiuling Yuansheng’s nine big heads, and waved his hand, “Alright, stop posturing in front of Old Sun. Your true nine-headed lion form might intimidate others, but it’s useless against Old Sun. Best put it away before Old Sun accidentally knocks a head off—that would be troublesome. I’m not even sure if it’s better braised or steamed?”

“Bastard! Sun Wukong, I’ll fight you to the death!”

Jiuling Yuansheng was furious, for he had never been so belittled since he came into being!

Not to mention Taiyi Saving-the-Suffering Heavenly Venerate, whom he was captured by in his youth, and who placed a master-servant contract on him. Even now, although he believed his strength was not inferior to Taiyi’s, he had no power to resist in his presence. But aside from that, nobody had dared to disrespect him like Sun Wukong did!

An uncle could bear it, but an aunt could not, and since the aunt bore it, he, Jiuling Yuansheng, could not!

With a thunderous roar, Jiuling Yuansheng pounced towards Wukong. His nine huge heads seemingly bit at Sun Wukong all at once. Jiuling Yuansheng had great confidence in his Pounce of the Demon; anyone bitten by his nine heads would be invaded by debilitating states. Even if Sun Wukong were great, he would turn into a soft-shelled shrimp!

Clang!

Amidst a crisp sound, Sun Wukong’s hands somehow held the Ruyi Golden-Hooped Rod, now enlarged to the thickness of a temple pillar. Jiuling Yuansheng’s nine heads almost simultaneously bit down on the Ruyi Golden-Hooped Rod and immediately his expression changed.

Howl~!

Screams of agony emanated from the mouths of Jiuling Yuansheng’s nine lion heads as nearly all his teeth shattered!

When did Sun Wukong take out the Ruyi Golden-Hooped Rod, and how impeccably timed it was!

“Does it hurt?”

A cold smirk surfaced at the corner of Sun Wukong’s mouth as he glanced at the Nine-headed Sage, taunting, “I already told you, your nine real heads are useless against me. Do you believe it now?”

“Bastard!”

The Nine-headed Sage was furious, all nine of his lion heads shook as nine Dao appeared behind him, the Dao of wind, thunder, water, fire, earth, metal, wood, light, and darkness.

Of course, these nine Daos were merely illusions and had not yet solidified into reality. With the Nine-headed Sage’s cultivation and talent, it was already quite impressive that he could conjure up the illusions of these nine Daos.

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A hint of surprise flashed in Sun Wukong’s eyes, and his determination grew stronger. Such a powerful being, he must bring them back to Flower-Fruit Mountain, he can’t leave them to the Taoist Sect!

“Sun Wukong, what do you think? Are you scared? Humph! They all say how astonishing your power as the Great Sage Equalling Heaven is, but in my eyes, you’re nothing special! Today I’ll crush you beneath these Daos, come to your senses!”

The Nine-headed Sage laughed triumphantly as the nine Daos vibrated together with an unrivalled arrogance, ready to crush Sun Wukong with the power of the Great Dao.

The expression on Sun Wukong’s face remained cold as ever, his lips curled, “Do you really think, these nine Daos scare me? No matter their number, what’s the use if they are only ranked in the top hundred?”

“Space-Time Great Dao!”

“Combat Dao!”

“Great Dao of Reincarnation!”

With a thought, Sun Wukong released three Great Daos. All three had already solidified into reality and were ranked among the top ten. As soon as they appeared, they immediately made the Nine-headed Sage’s nine Daos tremble and sway.

“Three top-ten Daos! And they’re all solid!”

The smug look on the Nine-headed Sage’s face instantly froze as his boastful words seemed to be slapped away, leaving him dumbfounded.

The next moment, a terrifying force of Dao oppression directly affected his nine Daos. What looked mighty and unstoppable now seemed as fragile as clouds and smoke, as if they were about to disperse at any moment.

With the Daos suppressed, it directly reflected on the Nine-headed Sage, whose vast body was forcefully slammed from mid-air down to the ground, creating a huge pit where he fell.

Under the oppression of the Great Dao’s power, the Nine-headed Sage was like fish on a chopping board, with no power to resist, completely suppressed by Sun Wukong and immobilized on the ground.

“Great Saint, spare my life! I know I was wrong!”

The Nine-headed Sage was quick to accept his situation, immediately submitting. He had no more doubts about the tales of Sun Wukong in the Three Realms; this was truly a calamitous star!

The Nine-headed Sage had always thought his unique talent—nine heads, one mind, each cultivating its own Dao, encompassing the power of the Five Elements, wind and thunder, and light and darkness—meant that once he became a Saint, few could stand against him. Yet, he never expected he would encounter such a freak like Sun Wukong today!

Three top-ten Daos, all solidified into reality, how is anyone supposed to fight against that!