216: Chapter 177 Dream_4 216: Chapter 177 Dream_4 Ordinary people might be fooled, but who is Sun Wukong?
Tricking him is no easy task.
With a solemn expression, Baize said lightly, “Such a grand occasion signifies that my master is wise and not as brutally ruthless as they say.”
“Wukong, you could try to join forces with my master, take control of heaven and earth, and then you will see what a great ruler he truly is,”
Baize said excitedly.
Sun Wukong kicked him away without hesitation.
Baize went flying and landed not far off.
However, this was a dream realm, where despite gritting his teeth in pain, Baize suffered no real harm.
Still, Baize looked puzzled and didn’t understand why Wukong had suddenly attacked him.
Seeing the confusion on his face, Wukong sneered and said, “The name Wukong is not one you can call out, address me as Grandpa Sun.”
A hint of anger appeared in Baize’s eyes, understanding the implication in Wukong’s words.
“Great Saint, won’t you reconsider?”
Baize asked, his face growing colder.
Wukong responded indifferently, “Reconsider, sure, but only after Emperor Jun calls me Grandpa Sun three times and acknowledges me as the boss.
Then perhaps I might reconsider; otherwise, forget it.”
“Then, Great Saint, you shall take care.”
With that, Baize disappeared from in front of Wukong.
Wukong’s brow furrowed; news of the dream realm before him was still forthcoming.
This made him feel a trace of vigilance in his heart.
Sure enough, it wasn’t long before an abnormality occurred here.
A huge Mythical Beast flew in from a distance, its enormous body eclipsing the sun, and attacked him.
Its overpowering presence made even Sun Wukong feel the pressure.
Recognition flashed in Wukong’s eyes as he identified the creature.
It was after Baize’s departure that the dream realm changed, giving birth to Kunpeng.
Seeing Kunpeng attack, Wukong spared no effort.
He directly employed the Law of Heaven and Earth to fight it.
What this dream realm was all about, Wukong did not know, but he dared not let himself come to harm within it.
There are strange Divine Skills that can kill someone in their dreams.
If one dies in a dream, who knows if they would die in reality?
Even Sun Wukong, as powerful as he was, did not dare to try it carelessly.
The gigantic Dharma Body fought on equal terms with Kunpeng.
But Wukong could clearly feel the stress; he was no match for Kunpeng.
Even though he had ascended to the level of Heavenly Venerate, compared to the seasoned Great Heavenly Venerates, Sun Wukong still fell short.
Besides, without the Jingu Bang in his hand, his strength was somewhat diminished without his weapon.
At the moment, they were locked in a stalemate.
Enraged, Kunpeng seemed utterly irrational, charging wildly and forcing Sun Wukong to keep retreating.
Wukong frowned, contemplating how to break the current situation, mainly to exit this dream realm, for if other Mythical Beasts appeared and besieged him, his situation would become perilous.
Just as this thought arose, a Qiong Qi emerged, the very same one that had once fiercely battled with Sun Wukong.
It radiated an aura of violence and charged at him.
Sun Wukong slapped himself hard, frustrated by his own chaotic thoughts, which had actually attracted another Mythical Beast.
He struggled to defend himself, being forced to retreat continuously.
Even merely holding his ground without defeat was a formidable feat for Sun Wukong.
Immense Sword Qi struck Sun Wukong, transformed from the wings of Qiong Qi.
He was sent flying, his Undying Body covered in wounds, now bleeding.
Wukong grimaced in pain but dared not delay for a moment; he immediately jumped back into action as another attack descended.
Sun Wukong narrowly avoided being hit, his eyes flashing like lightning.
With a punch, he sent Kunpeng flying, then spat out a streak of Samadhi True Fire toward Qiong Qi.
Qiong Qi’s wings descended like two Heavenly Swords, shattering the Great Universe, extinguishing the Samadhi True Fire, and charging at Sun Wukong.
In fury, Sun Wukong threw his fist to strike.
Qiong Qi was repelled, its wings nearly torn apart.
It roared in rage, letting out a fierce howl, becoming even more ferocious.
At this moment, Kunpeng joined the fray again, and Sun Wukong was besieged once more.
Sun Wukong really wanted to curse; their relentless attack had him in a tight spot.
After fighting for so long, he still hadn’t found a way out of the dream realm.
However, Wukong was relieved that no third Mythical Beast had appeared.
Just as this thought crossed his mind, a majestic voice rang out, calling to Sun Wukong, “Wukong, can you see who I am?”
Wukong looked up, and his gaze solidified, his body trembled.
That was a face imprinted deep in his heart, the image of a hermit with a celestial grace, full of benevolence and indulgence.
But in that moment, Patriarch Bodhi’s visage underwent a transformation.
It changed into the likeness of the Jade Emperor, with a cold sneer.
“Sun Wukong, won’t you greet your master?”
Wukong’s eyes reddened with rage, and he bellowed, “I salute your grand uncle.”
He abandoned Kunpeng and Qiong Qi and charged toward the Jade Emperor.
The Jade Emperor stood high above, and seeing Wukong approach, he simply smiled faintly.
Then, with a gentle palm press, he sent Wukong flying away.
No match at all; the gap between them was too great.
But that palm strike from the Jade Emperor also woke Wukong up.
He understood it all.
This was his own dream realm; thus, anything he conceived could be materialized.
It wasn’t his being a Crow’s Mouth; this dream realm was under his control.
Although he didn’t realize it, the control was indeed there.