Simultaneous travel: I am rampant in the domestic area

Chapter 193 Monkey, You Truly Delight Me
After some haggling, Russell finally forgave Qilin.

The two continued with their original plan, happily holding hands as they went to the shopping mall next door to prepare the supplies needed for camping and hiking.

On the other side, Sun Wukong had also arrived at the Super Soldier Company and, after a night of testing, completed the assembly of the black armor.

Then, looking at the eighty-eight secondary black armors in the incubation chamber in front of him, he nodded in satisfaction.

"Using advanced clone techniques to simultaneously control eighty-eight sets of black armor in combat can indeed greatly enhance my combat power."

"This technology?" Dukao also looked on with considerable curiosity.

As far as he knew, even Sun Wukong couldn't do that when facing the blazing sun a thousand years ago.

But a thousand years later, he actually saw it.

Without any resource supply or advancements in genetic engineering, he was very curious as to why Sun Wukong was able to upgrade his system autonomously.

"I don't understand the technology, but I can do it." Sun Wukong shook his head. He didn't know what was going on with himself, just like he didn't know why he suddenly learned to have three heads and six arms.

"Do you think it could be a power from mythology?" Dukao asked tentatively.

"Are you asking if I, Old Sun, have any connection with that three-eyed man?" Sun Wukong glanced at Dukao and retorted, "We've known each other for over a thousand years. You can ask me any questions you have."

After saying that, ignoring Dukao's sneer, he continued, "To be honest, I don't know him. And don't treat Journey to the West as some kind of historical document. It's just a collection of myths and legends made up by ordinary people."

"Everything should be viewed dialectically." Dukao knew that Sun Wukong came first, and then Journey to the West, but Erlang Shen had already appeared, and was exactly the same as the description in Journey to the West. It's always good to take a look.

"Whatever." Sun Wukong casually found a chair and sat down, then asked, "Did the three-eyed one return to Earth?"

"Just got back." Dukao brought up satellite surveillance footage, which showed Yang Jian unilaterally torturing the crocodile god Soton in the desert: "According to intelligence, this crocodile is Soton, the crocodile god from Egypt a thousand years ago, at the peak of the third generation of beast form."

"A third-generation beast body? I, Old Sun, am also a third-generation beast body." Sun Wukong clicked his tongue. If Yang Jian had this level of combat power, then this battle would be a bit difficult: "Where is he now?"

"Kunlun Mountain." Dukao switched the scene. On the screen, on the snow-capped mountain peak, Yang Jian was warming himself by a fire, while a crocodile and a large dog with bumps all over its head were fighting.

"What is this dog? The Celestial Hound? It's so big!" Sun Wukong asked, pointing at Anubis.

“It’s also a god from Egyptian mythology, Anubis, the god of death, in three forms.” Dukao explained, “From the time Erlang Shen disappeared with Soton to the time they reappeared, it was only half a day. When they reappeared, this god of death was with them.”

"What's the point of me, Old Sun, fighting this?" Sun Wukong spread his hands.

He'd accept either a one-on-one fight with Yang Jian or a 1v2 fight with Crocodile Dog Head.

One against three? With his current energy level, Duca will be crying at his grave by this time next year.

"Don't think of things in such an extreme way. From the current perspective, this Erlang Shen is in the lawful camp. We can try to negotiate and unite with him to protect the earth."

“That’s right.” Sun Wukong tapped his forehead. Perhaps influenced by mythology, his subconscious reaction upon seeing Yang Jian was to fight him hand-to-hand to determine the victor.

“Of course, if a fight really breaks out, you don’t need to worry. Lena has already promised to give you the maximum amount of energy,” Dukao continued.

"No need, I don't believe in anything from the blazing sun." Sun Wukong smiled contemptuously, stood up from the chair, and walked out of the house without looking back.

The blazing sun and the heavenly way, ah, first assertive, then subservient, it's laughable to think about.

……

Kunlun Mountain.

Here, snow accumulates year-round, and fierce winds howl past carrying ice crystals. Ancient pines on the cliff edge are bent over by the weight of ice and snow, and in the distance, the sea of ​​clouds surges like angry waves, which is very similar to Meishan in my memory.

The snow was still falling, and Yang Jian sipped his wine, enjoying the full-blown fight between the crocodile and dog-headed brothers.

"You son of a bitch, daring to bring outsiders here to cause trouble for your older brother!" The dog-headed man brandished his staff with a whooshing sound, forcing the crocodile to retreat step by step.

Seeing that he couldn't win in a fight, the crocodile tried to create distance on the snow by using his hands and feet, but he was caught with a withering cap on the dog's head and couldn't run away. In the blink of an eye, he was also beaten up and covered in bumps.

"I've brought you here to enjoy life." Thorton scurried away, still stubbornly refusing to admit defeat. Dog Head, hearing this, became even more enraged, brandishing his staff with six strikes per second, each one making a loud thud: "Being someone's dog is considered enjoying life?"

“But you’re a dog!” Thornton roared in rebuttal.

"I'm your grandpa!" Dog Head leaped up, and the Q that had been stacked for over a thousand years finally smashed into the head of the fish-lipped little brother. And that wasn't too late. After Soton fell to the ground foaming at the mouth, he spun around three hundred and sixty centimeters and delivered a critical elbow strike.

The so-called jump smash plus elbow strike would crash even Kobe Bryant's plane!
"When friends come from afar, don't let others laugh at us." Yang Jian slammed his three-pointed double-edged sword down heavily, and Dog Head and Suo Dun immediately stopped fighting and came to Yang Jian's side, ready for battle.

The clouds in the sky then parted, and a monkey wearing black alloy armor descended from the sky.

"The road of life is rugged, and I am very moved that you have come this far." Yang Jian looked up at Sun Wukong with satisfaction, nodded, and then shook his head: "You are very much like him, but you are not him."

"Nonsense." Sun Wukong pulled a black alloy staff from his ear, his fiery eyes flashing, and began analyzing Yang Jian's data: "Where did you come from, god?"

"Have you ever wondered where this illogical ability within you comes from?" Yang Jian stood up, picked up his three-pointed double-edged sword, and chuckled as he brushed off the snowflakes.

"What do you mean by this?" Sun Wukong frowned slightly. This kind of half-hidden, ambiguous conversation made him feel uneasy.

"There's no point in saying more. Now that you've found this place, let me see what you're capable of. We'll talk about the rest after we've fought." Yang Jian waved his hand, and Anubis and Soton consciously jumped down from the snowy mountain peak, leaving the battlefield to Yang Jian and Sun Wukong.

“We still need to have a fight.” Now that he’s in his area of ​​expertise, Sun Wukong finally grinned. “It just so happens that I, Old Sun, also want to test the strength of your three eyes.”

"Then, come on!" Yang Jian and Sun Wukong locked eyes and attacked simultaneously in the next second.

The weapons clashed, and after a crisp sound, a continuous offensive began.

The clash of staffs and spears stirred up a gust of wind that obscured the figures of the two men. Bystanders could only imagine the scene of their fierce battle from the continuous clanging of metal.

During the probing phase, neither side used magic; it was just a simple clash of melee weapons, yet the damage caused was by no means insignificant.

The force generated by the swinging weapons was like an invisible blade raging down, tearing crisscrossing wounds into the snowdrifts and rocks on both sides.

Clang!
Sparks of light burst forth, a fierce wind arose, and a ruthless storm swept across the empty mountaintop, carving deep furrows in the snow and cleaving the massive mountain range in two.

"Good! Good!" Yang Jian laughed heartily, creating some distance between them. He made a fist in the air behind his back with his left hand: "You impudent monkey, take my blade first!"

The axe grew longer in the wind, becoming enormous in an instant, and cleaved down on Sun Wukong's head.

"Bah!"

Sun Wukong spun around and thrust out a dark alloy staff from behind. The staff suddenly swelled up like a pillar, blocking the blade of the mountain-splitting axe.

A buzzing sound.

The surrounding snow-capped peaks were suddenly shattered by invisible tremors.

Sun Wukong gritted his teeth, trying to push the axe aside, when suddenly he felt a lightness in his hand. The axe had vanished, and Yang Jian's figure had also disappeared.

"Wukong, watch out behind you!" Dukao's alarmed voice rang out in the Dark Dimension communication. Sun Wukong felt a chill run through his body, and his hair stood on end. He forced himself to turn around and met Yang Jian's eyes, who had rushed in front of him. Yang Jian's three-pointed double-edged sword trailed a green light for about ten feet, carving a winding crack in the snow. It grazed his shoulder and blasted a crater about ten feet in diameter on the ice.

"Holding back is useless, use your supernatural powers!" Yang Jian then spun around and slashed horizontally, his crescent-shaped blade energy sweeping across ten feet, the snow waves surging like a tide, sending Sun Wukong flying.

"Bearing thunder and lightning within!" Another thunderclap resounded, and lightning bolts rained down like a storm, slamming Sun Wukong, who was floating in the air, back to the ground and crashing him deep into the perpetual ice and snow.

“Monkey, if this is all you’ve got, then leave.”

Yang Jian slowly floated into the air, looking down from above.

His response was a roar that reached its peak of fury—

"Take a stick from my old grandson!"

As the snow layer crumbled, eighty-eight clones clad in black armor burst through the ice, leaping into the air and each brandishing their battle staffs, charging up powerful blows to strike Yang Jian's head.

Yang Jian swept out with his three-pointed double-edged sword, instantly shattering dozens of clones. However, these clones instantly reassembled after being destroyed, surrounding Yang Jian from all directions.

The shadows of the staffs were numerous. One staff pierced Yang Jian's chest, lifting him up, while another staff appeared behind him, knocking him down. Eighty-eight clones, their staff techniques layered upon each other, endless and seemingly endless. Each one possessed a portion of Sun Wukong's power, and each one coordinated perfectly. For a time, even Yang Jian found it difficult to defend himself.

"Let's see what my Five Finger Mountain is all about!"

A sound came from somewhere, and the monkeys stopped using their sticks and instead rushed at Yang Jian in a suicidal manner. Soon, the monkey tide and sea swallowed Yang Jian up, and they linked arms with each other to form a sphere.

Sun Wukong's true form appeared on the mountaintop, which had been completely leveled. He touched his almost broken Vajra Body and made a grasping motion in the air towards the sphere formed by his clones.

He was trying to compress that part of the space.

This is also an innate ability of his, knowing what it is but not why it is so.

[Analyzing spatial patterns...]

[Redefining spatial rules...]

[Reinforcing the space anchor points...]

[Increased spatial density...]

[A spatial cage is forming... 10%... 55%... 98%...]

The voices emanating from the dark dimension led both the participants and all the spectators to believe that the outcome was already decided.

"If you're going to fight, then fight. Stop talking so much." Sun Wukong complained. He wasn't very good at disbanding his team to begin with, and this move had almost completely drained his energy and computing power.

However, when the progress reached 99%, an unexpected change occurred.

"open!"

A thunderous roar suddenly erupted from within the layers of black armor.

A wave of air suddenly erupted from the center of the sphere, and the spatial cage that Sun Wukong had built was instantly shattered.

In mid-air, Yang Jian stretched out his limbs, raised his head high, and a golden light shot out from the third eye between his eyebrows, tearing apart the clouds in the sky.

At this moment, Yang Jian's momentum reached a new height.

As beasts who directly confronted Yang Jian, Sun Wukong, Soton, and Anubis experienced it most directly.

Thornton had already dug a pit in the cave, buried his head in it and left his buttocks sticking out, in an attempt to escape.

Yang Jian slowly lowered his head, looking down at Sun Wukong on the ground: "Monkey, you really do have some of his shadow in you, which truly pleases me. Since that's the case, let me have a good fight today!"

"Across the vast sky, swords sweep across mountains and rivers!"

As the Demon-Slaying Sword was drawn, countless strands of sword energy were released like locusts swarming across the land. In an instant, the sky was torn apart, and the clash of sword energies even generated terrifying high temperatures, causing the surrounding snow to vaporize and forming a steam vortex with a diameter of ten miles.

These steam vapors refracted under the sunlight, casting countless fragments of light and shadow, making it seem as if the entire sky was pouring down a torrential rain of steel.

"Back then, he was taken to the Demon-Slaying Platform, where he was hacked and chopped with knives and axes, stabbed and gouged with spears and swords, yet he remained unharmed. If you withstand this move, I will acknowledge your identity." Yang Jian's hand seals changed, and a vast expanse of sword energy crashed down.

"Ah!" Sun Wukong's eyes widened in fury. He used his Vajra Indestructible Technique to maneuver within the Sword Prison, his dark alloy staff churning with energy, each block exploding into countless sparks.

Before long, Sun Wukong's indestructible body trembled violently under the impact of the sword energy, emitting a mournful cry of unbearable strain. Finally, the golden light shattered, and thousands upon thousands of sword energies pierced through Sun Wukong's limbs and bones, leaving countless bloody holes in the snow.

Even more despairing was that more sword energy continued to be generated, and the entire snow-capped peak of Kunlun Mountain was sheared off by tens of feet, revealing the black rock layer below covered with sword marks.

"Lena! Quickly charge Goku!"

"Oh! Oh! Okay!"

In the Super God Academy's combat command center, Dukao's hurried cry snapped Lena out of her daze, bringing her back to her senses after being stunned by the grand scene of the Kunlun battlefield. She then began to operate the controls in a daze.

[The Sun's Light requests access to the Dark Dimension...]

[Agreed]

[Authorizing the login identity of Shenhe Sunlight...]

Login successful

[The Battle Venerable, the Dark Dimension System of the Old God River, created by: Teacher Wu...]

[Charging complete]

[The three-headed, six-armed configuration is complete]

In the face of life and death, the monkey naturally did not hesitate. After receiving some of the stellar energy from Rena, a dazzling golden light shone from Sun Wukong's body.

On either side of his body, a head, a body, and two arms grew back.

In this state, his fighter jet could grow tremendously. Not only did he stand firm under the torrential rain of sword energy, but after a short rest, he also braved the rain of sword energy, soared into the sky, swung his staff in a wide arc, and smashed it into Yang Jian's body, knocking him back several meters.

"Interesting, you're qualified."

Yang Jian grinned.

The Heavenly Eye, which was originally wrapped in purple-gold electric arcs, opened again, but this time, instead of golden light and divine lightning, it was a turbid, indescribable black mist.

The black mist burst forth from the Heavenly Eye, heading straight for Sun Wukong. Sun Wukong wielded his three alloy cudgels with impenetrable force, trying to dispel the black mist, but to no avail.

It seemed to have gained sentience, hovering around Sun Wukong before crashing straight into his forehead!
(End of this chapter)