Sun Wukong had indeed grown stronger, not just in physique and mana, but also in his conviction in battle. Now, in his heart, there was a belief to overturn the heavens and the audacity to see everyone as mere trifles.

If his combat strength was at ten percent, now it could rise by an additional twenty percent out of thin air.

The other side was different. They were all just common workers and old hands, and no one would truly risk their lives to fight to the death with Sun Wukong, since the Heavenly Court did not offer work-related injury compensation or medical insurance.

If you die, hurry up and reincarnate, and we'll meet in the Heavenly Court in the next life!

The gap in strength was already there, but the difference exacerbated by his determination made it even larger. As a result, Sun Wukong, laughing wildly while violently beating the Heavenly Gods, smashed the South Heavenly Gate's plaque, then pushed his way inside. The more he fought, the more skillful he became, growing happier as he did, as the demonic nature within his heart began to reveal itself as his emotions got out of control.

The most evident manifestation was that he was becoming increasingly ruthless, with the Jingu Bang in his hand enlarging several hundred times in just one round, turning thousands of Heavenly Soldiers and an entire Immortal Palace into ruins.

All Immortals switched from attempting to capture him to retreating for self-preservation. Luckily, there was Lei Zhenzi, guarded by the Nine Dragon Divine Fire Shield. The combined attack of the Qiankun Ring and Huntian Silk could only interfere with Sun Wukong without harming him in the slightest.

Sun Wukong was immensely annoyed by the interference and wanted to take a swing at him, but fortunately, the pair of Roc's Golden Wings on Lei Zhenzi's back was no joke. With just a flutter, it was difficult even for Sun Wukong to catch him.

Wen Zhong, seeing the increasingly fierce Sun Wukong, had no choice but to personally lead the Thunder Department Divine Generals to set up a Star Formation and then let Lei Zhenzi lure him into it, only then barely managing to suppress Sun Wukong.

Inside the formation, the stars spun and thunder roared. Although Sun Wukong's body bore some scorching marks, the dark red light on him shone brightly. As his body size increased, various attribute resistances soared rapidly. Wen Zhong estimated that it wouldn't be long before he couldn't suppress him anymore, so he sent for reinforcements.

At this moment, Nezha, having transformed into the form of Old Li, along with Yang Jian and Guanyin, had already arrived. The Monkey had caused enough trouble for the Earth Department already, and it was impossible to let him directly confront the Jade Emperor. If he truly offended this Supreme of the Three Realms, the Monkey would surely suffer for it in the future.

Nezha was exceedingly familiar with the matter of demons. In the current Three Realms, if there was a cosplay contest for the Demon Ancestor, even Luo Hou might not take first place.

Under Nezha's Dharma Eye, Sun Wukong, trapped in the formation, was shrouded in dark energy, with a violent color in his eyes that couldn't be suppressed. At this point, it was entirely impossible to tell that he was a Monkey taught by the orthodox Mystic Sect.

Guanyin couldn't sense as directly as Nezha could, but she had her methods to gauge the Monkey's condition. The Monkey's rationality was now on the verge of collapse.

But this was still not enough. He needed a stronger release.

Nezha extended his hand, summoning the Destroying Immortal Sword and handing it to Yang Jian, saying, "Nephew, use this sword to ignite his demonic nature."

Yang Jian bowed, took the Destroying Immortal Sword, and felt the sword's body cool, with a chilling murderous intent slowly weaving its way into his body. His Divine Soul consciousness began to waver. Fortunately, he was no longer the Yang Jian of the past. With most of his obsessions gone, he wouldn't easily be ensnared by the Heart Demon. Just dazed for a moment, he quickly recovered his consciousness, urging his Merit Power to envelop his body and strip away the Destroying Immortal Sword's corrosion.

Subsequently holding the Destroying Immortal Sword, he charged forward. Wen Zhong, already struggling to maintain the formation, saw Yang Jian's arrival, his expression showing relief. Though his relationship with Nezha wasn't amicable, he acknowledged Yang Jian's combat strength under Nezha's command.

Blazing with full firepower, Yang Jian was undeniably formidable, wielding the Three-pointed Two-edged Blade in one hand and the Destroying Immortal Sword in the other, engaging Demon Wu Kong head-on. The blackened, thrice-empowered Demon Wu Kong lost all apprehension, fighting without restraint, while Yang Jian utilized his superior combat intelligence and experience to contend with him. For a moment, the battle's shockwaves were even greater than Sun Wukong's own destruction.

After just a few dozen rounds, Wen Zhong's grand formation was directly busted open by the overwhelming energy. Wen Zhong suffered some backlash but managed to hold on, pressing his hands together, and his Heavenly Eye on his forehead opened. A crystal-blue mana beam shot directly at Sun Wukong's chest.

The Heavenly Eye was a Divine Skill that Wen Zhong had meticulously cultivated for many years, and losing his body hadn't weakened it in the slightest. This strike was also Wen Zhong's strongest technique at present.

In fact, the result was indeed significant. Sun Wukong, caught off guard, was directly blasted away by the Heavenly Eye, with the fur on his chest singed off, leaving a scorched mark on his skin.

Yang Jian instantly seized the opportunity created by Wen Zhong's Heavenly Eye, diving to knock the Jingu Bang aside. Then, with the Three-pointed Two-edged Blade drawn horizontally downward, he restrained the Stone Monkey's arms and body, picked up the Destroying Immortal Sword in one hand, and stabbed it directly into the Stone Monkey's chest. The pitch-black blade pierced three inches deep, with a deathly killing intent rapidly destroying Sun Wukong's flesh.

Inside the sword, Luo Hou's demonic nature swiftly corroded the Stone Monkey's will, merging and amplifying his internal demonic nature. Possibly due to the imminent approach of death, Sun Wukong's hidden power was completely unleashed.

His originally golden fur turned pitch-black and began to grow wildly. The arms that Yang Jian had initially restrained became more robust and powerful, and the half-petrified monkey head let out a roar at Yang Jian.

The terrifying force sent Yang Jian flying. Sun Wukong rose to his feet, his strong arms grabbing the Destroying Immortal Sword impaled in his chest, ripped it out, and tossed it aside. The wound on his chest healed rapidly, his arms pounded on his chest with a thunderous roar that echoed throughout the Thirteen Layered Heavenly Palace.

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