The Monkey King was incredibly powerful, invincible, and among the most top-tier beings in this ancient small world, almost at the pinnacle of the pyramid. Even a group of old kings would not be his match, yet he was now injured by the golden waves.
The divine monkey roared in anger, rising from the ground. His massive body crushed a mountain ridge, and he was bathed in dazzling golden light. His eyes emitted two beams of golden light, filled with fury.
"Clear the way!" commanded a majestic voice from outside, though the true form had not entered.
"You tell me to move aside, but if you have the ability, come in and fight me!" The divine monkey was furious, his golden spear glowing brightly, immense and colossal, pointing towards the exit.
Mist enveloped the area. The portal of the small world was open, allowing entry and exit. All this was due to the Monkey King blocking the way, slaughtering various geniuses and making the path impassable.
A gust of wind roared, and waves of light surged into the sky. A golden palm appeared, moving forward with immense might, like the hand of the Heavenly Emperor—huge and intimidating, hard to resist.
The monkey glared, revealing his white fangs. His spear thrust forward with formidable force, seemingly piercing through the sky.
He performed the Heavenly and Earthly Transformation, his body towering above mountains, and his spear was similarly immense, as long as a standing mountain ridge, with a radiant glow and metallic killing intent surging.
"Clang!"
The golden palm struck down upon the spear’s tip with a resounding clang. The palm was unharmed and did not pierce through. In the next moment, a terrible sound emerged, "crack," as cracks appeared on the spear and quickly spread.
With a loud bang, the spear shattered, like a collapsing mountain, pieces falling down, golden light rolling, creating a pit in the ground, with dust rising to the sky.
Everyone was astonished. The power of the Human Emperor was immense, able to manifest a golden palm through the ancient small world's rules and directly destroy the Monkey King's divine weapon with a single blow.
"Cough."
The situation was not over yet. The divine monkey coughed up blood, staggering and nearly falling to the ground, suffering severe injuries.
"The Human Emperor is so powerful, even in a distant battle, he can severely injure the Monkey King. If his true form descended, how terrifying would it be?" All the beings from various races trembled.
"Even the ancient small world’s rules and order cannot stop him; his runic divine power surged in. How powerful must he be?" Everyone was deeply shocked.
"I refuse to accept this." The divine monkey had never encountered such a crushing defeat before, not since his emergence.
He let out a piercing howl, runes appearing in his eyes, transforming into two divine swords that flew out, attempting to cut through the golden palm and dissolve the Human Emperor's divine art.
"Clang!"
The crystal-clear palm flicked its fingers twice, and both divine swords shattered, turning into streams of light that dispersed into the void.
Moreover, the palm pressed down, and the Monkey King's divine body trembled violently. After being brushed aside, he staggered and then flew horizontally, crashing into the mountains, blood pouring from his mouth and nose.
"Ah!"
The monkey roared in anger, feeling deeply frustrated. To be defeated here, despite ruling the world, was unacceptable.
On his shoulder, another head emerged with a rumbling sound. At the same time, each of his arms sprouted another arm. Roaring, glowing with light, he transformed into a sea of runes and charged forward.
"Boom!"
This time, the crystal-clear palm directly slapped down, mercilessly, no longer giving him a chance.
Despite the monkey's massive body and the addition of two heads and four arms doubling his strength, he was still crushed, bones broken and muscles torn, the palm pressing down like a crystalline divine mountain, trapping him below.
The runes were dense, and auspicious Qi steamed. The Human Emperor was beginning to refine the divine monkey. In the blink of an eye, half of the monkey's body became blurred, about to be transformed into heaven and earth's essence, dissipating into the world.
Finally, the small world reacted. A blood-red divine chain appeared, aiming to stab the Human Emperor's palm and destroy it.
"Clang!"
The Human Emperor released his grip, flicking his fingers lightly, colliding with the red divine chain, producing a crisp metallic sound. The chain wobbled and almost broke.
The divine monkey leaped back, horrified. The Human Emperor was indeed terrifying. If he could advance further, perhaps he could break through this ancient small world.
At this point, the monkey sheathed his pride and rage, rushing towards the deepest part of the small world, no longer blocking. Meanwhile, the crystal-clear palm also dissipated into wisps of essence, eventually vanishing between heaven and earth, and the exit returned to calm.
"What a powerful Human Emperor."
He could not physically enter, but he could use divine techniques to interfere with this small world, instilling fear.
"He should only be able to interfere with the exit. If he could delve deeper into the small world, it would be against the heavens."
"Who knows?"
The beings from various races, who were once proud and arrogant, were now thoroughly convinced. Even if they practiced for a lifetime, they could never reach such a level. Truly a ruler of the wasteland, unmatched in this domain.
"Charge!"
Everyone shouted, making no delay, rushing forward in a hurry to leave the small world.
After battling here for more than a month, everyone was mentally exhausted and eager to leave. Staying even a minute longer felt like torment.
"Ah, what a pity, we're leaving, and I haven't had enough time here." The little one muttered, being the only one reluctant.
There were so many spiritual herbs here; with effort, he could find several every day. There were also many ancient wild beast cubs; with diligence, he could eat one each day.
Once they left, finding spiritual herbs or ancient wild beast cubs would be nearly impossible, scattered across the vast wasteland, extremely difficult to locate.
"I'm really sad," he spoke to himself, causing everyone to want to kick him.
"You're still not satisfied, becoming a little tyrant," Fire Spirit rolled her eyes, thinking the kid was hopeless.
She stretched, looking incredibly languid and relaxed. Her waist was slender, her figure tall and nearly perfect, her hair jet black, her face fair, and her lips bright red. At this moment, her laziness had a unique beauty.
"I'm really unhappy." The little one said gloomily, "I didn't catch any ancient fierce beast cubs."
A group of people turned away, unwilling to face him.
"Sigh, being with you really hurts my pride," the Big Red Bird muttered.
"Let's go, we should leave," Fire Spirit said.
"By the way, your father is amazing. Can you introduce me to him?" The little one asked hopefully.
"What do you want to do?" Fire Spirit glanced at him sideways.
The little one, feeling embarrassed, wrung his small hands together, a bit conflicted, said, "Didn't I mention it before?"
"What? You want to be a son-in-law?" The Big Red Bird asked.
Several enforcers immediately showed hostility and glared at it.
"Can I become a friend of your father's, despite the age difference? If he makes friends with someone like me, he won't lose out," the little one said.
"Get lost." Fire Spirit turned away, thinking it was strange to seek out a young uncle, and walked out.
"Let's go." The Nine-Headed Lion and Fire Crow also spoke, already eager to rush out.
"Sigh, so sad. I won't leave, I'll stay here." The little one said, running back in, instructing, "Little Gray, when you enter the Fire Nation palace, make sure to eat well."
The little wolf lay in Fire Spirit’s arms, nodding vigorously with bright, shining eyes.
Everyone was dumbfounded. Had this guy gone mad? Was he really going to stay here?
Fire Spirit pouted and said, "If he really wanted to stay, that would be a miracle. He’s probably afraid of being dealt with once he goes outside and might not trust us either."
The Big Red Bird heard this and immediately ran off, hoping to catch up with the little one for introductions to his master. If he lost him, he’d have no chance to even cry.
The Nine-Headed Lion and others laughed, while the Five-Colored Phoenix looked surprised. Originally, it had planned to scare the little brat with the help of the elders of its race once they were outside, but the little guy was too slippery and had run away.
Upon reflection, everyone was relieved. The little one had cooked a Roc, boiled a White Tiger, even cut a few pieces of meat from a Qian beast, and had plucked scales from a Chi Dragon. He had wrestled with the purple-clad girl and truly wasn’t confident enough to swagger outside.
The little one transformed into a chubby boy and waved at a figure in the distance, a silver-robed youth named Xiao Tian, who had been hiding in a desolate desert to avoid a major catastrophe and was now coming out.
"Brother, I’m glad you’re okay. I heard there was chaos deep inside the small world, and that brat was causing trouble. Have you seen him?" Xiao Tian asked.
He had been cut off from news, hiding in a deserted area and unaware of what had actually happened, only hearing some rumors as he moved outward.
"I saw his silhouette from afar and really wanted to give him a beating," the little one mumbled, then asked for Tai Yi True Water to take his share.
"Do you have a treasure to contain it? Aren’t you afraid the True Water will fly away?"
"It’s fine, just give it to me." The little one used a jade jar to collect the divine liquid and then quickly stored it in his Qiankun bag.
"Such a valuable treasure," Xiao Tian said enviously, then invited the little one to leave together, suggesting they could deal with that brat if they encountered him.
"You go ahead; I still have some things to do," the little one said awkwardly.
The crowd was vast, with all kinds of beings rushing towards the exit. Although more than eighty percent of the people had died, the remaining group was still substantial.
Outside, the Fire Crow, Nine-Headed Lion, and others had long since emerged, following the elders. Some of the old ones had taken human forms, while others remained in their original forms, all extraordinarily powerful.
In the sky, a massive and splendid palace floated, colossal and magnificent. Fire Spirit entered a grand palace, clearly the Human Emperor’s traveling palace. His avatar had come here to fetch her, showing how much he cherished his daughter.
Aside from the astonishing Human Emperor’s palace, not far away, an ancient war chariot appeared. Although it was dim and lacked luster, it was intimidating.
Then, a golden beast emerged from the chariot, glowing with dazzling brilliance. This special race served ancient divine birds and fierce beasts and was incredibly powerful.
Everyone gasped. This beast definitely came from the ancient divine mountains, sent to retrieve the pure-blooded beings.
Crowds continued to pour out. A large, pitch-black bird, peering around like a thief, squeezed out with various beings.
"That bird looks so sneaky and a bit familiar," the Nine-Headed Lion murmured.
"Yes," the three-eyed race expert nodded.
"It definitely isn’t from my Fire Crow clan. It looks more like…" Fire Crow began.
"It’s the Big Red Bird," they all realized simultaneously, recognizing that this guy had dyed himself black.
Unfortunately, they didn’t see the brat.
"Why hasn’t that kid come out yet?" The purple-clad girl stood on an ancient war chariot, frowning.
As for the Qian beasts and Chi Dragons, they were also searching. They hadn’t informed the elders, didn’t want to take advantage, and didn’t want to complain. They all had their own pride and dignity.
"You can’t do it like this. The divine art has flaws. It can deceive ordinary people, but not true top experts."
Inside the small world, the Featherless Monster Bird shook its head, unimpressed with the little one’s transformation technique. It wanted to escape but was always caught and confined in the Qiankun bag.
The little one had been calm initially but felt he had been careless after hearing this. He said, "Why don’t you teach me a divine technique?"
The Featherless Monster Bird rolled its eyes, clearly unwilling to teach.
"The one with the most hostility towards me is that purple-clad girl and the fierce beast. You should understand that if I’m exposed, you won’t escape either."
The Featherless Monster Bird hesitated. It didn’t want to see that race’s people again, otherwise, it wouldn’t have hidden in this ancient small world.
"I’ll teach you a minor divine technique to improve your transformation art."
The little one, originally quite delicate, transformed into a robust young man with a tiger’s back and a bear’s waist, looking very formidable. Finally, he swaggered out confidently.
Yesterday, I mentioned that today would be a bit delayed. As expected, but there will still be three chapters of the continuation.
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