After leaving the world of all NPCs

Scattered among the ruins were charred tree roots.

Further away, the remains of Tokyo Tower lay half-buried in the rubble, its twisted steel frame like crumpled tinfoil.

All that remains of the Capitol are a few broken Roman columns, standing alone on the ruins.

The water in the moat had long since evaporated, and huge cracks had appeared in the riverbed, revealing the cracked silt underneath.

No life.

No shouting.

No call for help.

Only the wind carried the ashes, whimpering across this dead wasteland.

The once glorious Imperial Palace, the former site of Edo Castle, has now turned into a huge deep pit with a diameter of several kilometers.

The soil layer at the edge of the pit wall appeared to be glazed like lava, and the charred cracks spread out in all directions like a spider web, as if a piece of the earth had been forcibly dug out by some irresistible force.

Deep in the pit, groundwater seeps out from the cracks, but quickly evaporates under the high temperature, turning into white mist that lingers above the ruins.

In the center of the deep pit, the Monkey King was half-kneeling on the ground, his chest heaving violently.

Ye Zuochen's body had returned to normal size. His black hair was soaked with sweat and stuck to his forehead. His golden chain mail was covered with fine cracks, and several feathers of his phoenix-wing purple-gold crown were broken and hung awkwardly beside his ears.

"This body... still won't work!" The Great Sage gritted his teeth, his voice filled with resentment, "I can't even use 30% of my abilities!"

High in the sky, the King of the East stepped on auspicious clouds, surrounded by nine-headed golden crows.

Each golden crow has dazzling wings, eyes like torches, and a red-gold rope in its beak. At the end of the rope flows the true fire of the sun, burning the air into twisted ripples.

The King of the East lowered his eyes and looked down, his crane cloak fluttering in the wind, and his face beneath the jade crown was indifferent and majestic.

"The oath sworn by the gods is noble. To break it is to taint the purity of the soul."

The Monkey King sneered, but was unable to refute.

"You swear to protect him and not die before him." Dong Wanggong slowly raised his hand. "It's like punching a flower without damaging it... It's difficult, but you have to do it."

The Great Sage was silent for a moment, then he finally sighed and whispered to the void, "Boy, I have to go."

Ye Zuochen nodded slightly: "If you leave my body, we still have a chance to survive. If you don't leave, we can only die together."

The Monkey King said, "Oaths sworn cannot be taken back. I'm used to fighting with my hands and feet restrained like this. I just didn't expect that this time it wasn't the immortals' mounts that were being used, but the immortals themselves..."

Ye Zuochen's body suddenly closed his eyes and his lips slightly opened.

Whoosh!

A golden light shot out from his mouth, grew in the wind, and in an instant turned into a human-shaped monkey.

He has golden eyes, a face like the god of thunder, and golden hair all over his body that shines like silk.

This is the true form of the Monkey King!

Before he could stretch his muscles, the nine-headed golden crow behind Dong Wanggong suddenly flapped its wings!

slam-la-

The red-gold rope shot out like a spirit snake and instantly wrapped around the Great Sage's limbs, neck, and waist.

The sun's true fire on the rope burned the golden hair, making a "sizzling" sound and white smoke rising.

"You were bitten by a dog!!"

The Great Sage roared and struggled hard, but he saw the nine-headed golden crow exert force at the same time, pulling the rope and flying upwards!

High in the sky, the red sun rolled like a furnace, dripping liquid solar fire from time to time.

The fireball fell to the ground, burning deep pits in the already scorched earth.

Steam rose into the sky, dyeing it red.

call out!

The nine-headed golden crow flew higher and higher.

The red-gold rope gleamed brightly in the sunlight, stretched straight like a bowstring.

The body of the Monkey King was slowly pulled towards the red sun. The high temperature caused his golden hair to curl and burn black, but his fiery eyes still burned with unyielding flames as he stared intently at the ground below.

Ye Zuochen's body stood quietly on the ruins.

Suddenly, he looked up!

Gene lock level 2, open!

Thoughts become reality in an instant.

It is the unknown energy bursting out of spirit, will and emotion.

Alchemists call it "mana"!

This power washed over his body like a torrent, allowing him to instantly sense something beyond his flesh and blood.

energy.

The great sage's magical power remaining in his body was now awakened like a dormant volcano!

"This is the Great Sage's magical power..."

Ye Zuochen clenched his five fingers into a fist, his magical power wrapped around the violent energy like a thread. He bent his knees slightly and suddenly shouted, "Yun, come here!"

boom!

A golden cloud burst out from the void, carrying him towards Dong Wanggong like a cannonball.

The God King in White didn't even turn his head, but just blew gently.

"call!"

Ye Zuochen was blown away like a falling leaf, his body rushing towards the sky uncontrollably.

At this moment, the Monkey King, who was being dragged by the Golden Crow, suddenly reached out to pick his ears and threw a golden needle in the direction of Ye Zuochen!

Whoosh!

The golden needle grew against the wind and turned into an iron rod.

Ye Zuochen firmly grasped the iron rod and poked it towards Dong Wanggong. The golden cudgel immediately stretched out and poked towards Dong Wanggong.

Dong Wanggong grabbed the golden cudgel with just a casual grab.

Boom!

The golden cudgel continued to grow longer.

Dong Wanggong's end was caught, but Ye Zuochen's end bounced out instead.

He gritted his teeth and curled up, letting his internal organs churn under the impact. Seeing that the golden cudgel was long enough to reach the red sun in the sky, he suddenly shouted:

"stop!"

The sound stopped and the stick stopped.

Ye Zuochen held the bar with both hands like a gymnast holding the horizontal bar, and used his waist and abdomen to spin violently!

call out--!

His body drew a perfect parabola and Ye Zuochen somersaulted in the air.

Boom!Boom!

His feet were on the door frame.

A wooden door appeared under his feet, holding him up steadily.

Three feet above the head, there was a rolling red sun!

Dong Wanggong finally changed his color, but it was too late.

Click!

The wooden door opened with a bang, and a blinding white light shone through the door.

Ye Zuochen reached in with his backhand, grasped the hilt of the knife, and pulled it out violently.

The three-meter-long Kurikara sword swept across the sky and slashed towards the red sun above.

"O scattered wisdom of steel, passed down to the distant West, oh the divine power of iron! With the genealogy of the divine sword as the foundation, I, the Great Sage Equaling Heaven, Sun Wukong, cast the spell to destroy evil!"

The spiritual words exploded from his mouth, and Ye Zuochen mobilized the remaining magical powers of the Monkey King to activate the power of the Kuligara Sword to break the law.

boom--!

The big red sun was like a punctured water bag, and liquid solar fire gushed out from the cracks.

The flames were a strange golden-white color, and each drop weighed a thousand pounds, drawing a lava-like trail in the air.

Ye Zuochen didn't even look and jumped forward into the wooden door.

click!

The moment the door closed, it was vaporized by the true fire. The freed solar true fire poured down at the speed of light like a river bursting its banks!

Dong Wanggong retreated violently, and the place where he was standing was engulfed by a sea of ​​golden and white fire.

boom! ! ! !

The falling true fire actually resonated violently with the underground spiritual veins.

Stab it!

The first drop of true fire that touched the ground exploded into a fire net, and countless fire lines spread wildly along the spiritual vein.

The dragon vein sleeping under the Imperial Palace was awakened.

Previously, the King of the East used his magical powers to transform the great curse that had bound the entire earth for three hundred years. The vast curse power that had gathered now turned into the best combustion aid.

In a thousandth of a second, the fire lines were woven into a web of flames that covered the entire Chiyoda District, and all the intersection nodes exploded at the same time!

Rumble——!

The flame pillar did not rise from one point, but the entire earth erupted upwards at the same time.

Tens of thousands of streams of fire rushed towards the sky like a reverse meteor shower, converging into a super fire column with a diameter of ten kilometers at an altitude of one hundred meters.

009 The King Cheng was engraved with the ritual, and the King was killed by the Emperor.

Ye Zuochen staggered through the wooden door and fell into the train scene of the NPC world.

His black hair was stuck to his forehead by sweat and his body was trembling slightly.

Just about to take a breath.

boom!

The wooden door suddenly exploded.

Golden-white tongues of fire scurried in like poisonous snakes, and the walls of the universe twisted and deformed in the high temperature, making a crisp sound like shattering glass.

“It actually burned here…”

Ye Zuochen suddenly raised his hand, and virtual pop-up windows flashed wildly in front of him.

Station platforms, steel barriers, glacial mountains, the Black Tower space station, Terra, the boundless universe...

Countless scenes were rapidly constructed and then vaporized in an instant.

The true fire rolled over the benches on the platform, and the metal supports directly sublimated into green smoke.

It hit the snowy peak of the glacier and the thousand-meter ice layer disappeared without a trace, leaving no trace of water vapor.

As soon as the wall of stars took shape, it turned into flying fire butterflies.

Ye Zuochen fell to the ground in the middle of the room, the golden-white color reflected in his pupils getting closer and closer.

The cuffs began to char and curl.

"Indeed, the King of the East is the fourth level mentioned by the big light ball, and it was He who defeated me. How could His divine power not be able to break through this small room?"

The true fire of the sun is roaring towards us.

Ye Zuochen was engulfed by the waves of fire like a fragile piece of paper, his figure curled up into a charred silhouette in the flames.

The entire small cave burned silently in the sea of ​​fire, and molten ripples appeared on the wall of the universe.