Simultaneous travel: I am rampant in the domestic area

"They were hiding this move all along, that was close..."

Having witnessed firsthand how the Long-Armed Ape's demonic body and soul were shattered by a single blow from the Flying Dragon Staff, Zhao Yuanzhou couldn't help but break out in a cold sweat.

If the two monkeys hadn't been fighting, this move would have been reserved for one of the three of them.

If you ask who's most likely to get beaten up, even a fool would know it's himself.

He was the one who trash-talked the most and fought the dirtiest.

He knew that even if he used the true form of Zhu Yan, he would surely die if he were hit by this attack.

Thank heavens, thank earth, thank the gibbon. You may go now. I will take care of the Queen of Ten Thousand Demons for you.

"Speaking of which, the monkey that fought the Long-Armed Ape must be the Chosen One, right?" Donghua's gaze fell on the Chosen One, who was lying sprawled on the ground. Feng Lang was using the Mind Stone and the Reality Stone to help the Chosen One recover from his injuries.

"Wenhou's Blood God Set is in his hands, and the Long-Armed Ape has also come to him. Double authentication, it's definitely that monkey." Xingzhi first affirmed, then he shifted his gaze to the yellow-robed Taoist not far away and Feng Lang, who was treating the monkey. His eyes suddenly widened: "What's that kid's background? The Five Innate Banners, six Infinity Stones, Kryptonian and Saiyan blood, did the Main God Space go bankrupt and sell off its assets?"

"Don't even think about it. Even if the main god goes bankrupt and sells off everything, we still can't afford these things." Donghua patted Xingzhi on the shoulder and landed in front of Uncle Jiu with Bai Fengjiu: "Long time no see, Fellow Daoist Lin."

"It's actually Emperor Donghua and Divine Lord Xingzhi in person! It's been a long time!" Uncle Jiu bowed and greeted the visitors.

Leaving aside their individual strengths, Donghua Dijun's status in mythology deserves at least basic respect.

"You old Taoist, why are you pretending not to see me?" Zhao Yuanzhou transformed into a wisp of black smoke and appeared behind Uncle Jiu, putting his arm around his shoulder: "It truly makes me very sad."

“You? Ha…” Uncle Nine slapped Zhao Yuanzhou’s hand away and rolled his eyes: “A monkey.”

Zhao Yuanzhou just chuckled, showing no sign of annoyance.

Looking back, when he and Uncle Nine were teammates, although Uncle Nine wasn't very strong, he provided him with a lot of emotional support and helped him through his most difficult period.

"Ninth Uncle." Shen Liwenxiao and the others who came later also greeted him. Only then did Ninth Uncle notice Huang Feng Dasheng who was following at the back, and he couldn't help but exclaim, "You've all come for the root talent too?"

If that's the case, then Sun Wukong probably has no chance of being reborn.

"Don't worry, don't worry, we're really good people!" Zhao Yuanzhou waved his hand, took the "Ears of Fury" from Wen Xiao, and stuffed it into the monkey's mouth in front of Uncle Jiu and Feng Lang.

With the root of the spirit entering the body, the monkey's body, which had been severely injured by Lingji, began to heal itself at a speed visible to the naked eye.

"Truly worthy of being the protagonist, his root essence melts in his mouth." Zhao Yuanzhou exclaimed in amazement.

He had tried to accommodate the root, but the process was incredibly difficult, and Huang Feng Dasheng said that fusion would produce strong side effects.

"It was originally his stuff, so it's naturally easy to integrate it," Donghua said calmly.

"Is that Long-Armed Ape guy dead?" Shen Li asked. The Long-Armed Ape had just helped them by forcing out the old schemer's big move. Otherwise, one of them would have died. It was a consequence they owed.

“Dead, completely dead.” Xingzhi sensed for a moment and nodded with absolute certainty.

Lingji's incident served as a reminder to them that all the gods, Buddhas, demons, and monsters in this world who have made a name for themselves must have their own trump cards. They must be extremely cautious when facing them.

Just now, even with the support of the Three Talents Formation, the three of them were only evenly matched with Lingji. If he had easily killed one of them with a single move, the remaining two would have had no choice but to flee for their lives.

Having fully absorbed the root, the man rubbed the back of his head, reopened his eyes, and stood up.

"Brother Monkey, are you alright?" Feng Lang asked with concern.

The monkey shook his head, then filled in the missing piece. He was in better shape than ever before.

"May I ask who this young man is?" Xingzhi asked with a smile, trying to steer the conversation toward Feng Lang, but Feng Lang just smiled and didn't say anything.

The group sat cross-legged and shared their experiences with each other.

First, there was the 800-mile-long Yellow Wind Ridge. Thanks to the efforts of Zhao Yuanzhou, Wen Xiao, Donghua Xingzhi, and others, the curse on the Kingdom of Sihali was finally lifted, and the residents living there gradually returned to their human forms.

After hearing all this, Uncle Nine and Feng Lang felt that their worldview had been challenged. In this world, demons had become a haven for mortals, while gods and Buddhas could curse mortals for their own selfish desires.

It seems that the plot in the original Journey to the West can only be used as a reference and cannot be applied to this world exactly as it is.

"What are your plans next? Are you really going to stick with this monkey all the way to the end?" Zhao Yuanzhou took a sip of wine, looked at Uncle Jiu, and reminded him, "If we give up on this monkey, nothing will happen to us. If we keep this monkey, we'll have to deal with demons on earth, immortals and Buddhas in heaven, and we'll also have to be prepared to face sudden attacks from other reincarnators."

"Why would the Reincarnators attack us? Aren't we on the same side?" Feng Lang asked, puzzled.

"Wealth stirs the heart, power arouses desire. Even I, the most revered of the Four Emperors, am extremely tempted, let alone others," Donghua explained with a light laugh.

As the saying goes, there are the Three Pure Ones, the Four Emperors, the Five Elders, the Six Ministers, the Seven Primordial Elements, the Eight Extremes, the Nine Luminaries, and the Ten Capitals.

The position of the Four Emperors is even higher than that of the well-known Buddha, only below the Three Pure Ones, serving as the Jade Emperor's assistant, truly deserving the title of "second only to one person and above ten thousand others."

If they can obtain this position, the benefits they will receive after the main god defeats the great supernatural being of this world and seizes control of this world will far exceed their expectations.

After pondering for a while, Uncle Nine remained silent. Feng Lang glanced in the direction where the Mandate of Heaven and the Hundred-Eyed Immortal were, his eyes resolute.

"Interesting, how so?" Xingzhi glanced at the crowd. Since there was no way to leave, he might as well cause a scene.

Once he returns to his own world, he'll likely have to fight against the Heavenly Dao. This time, accompanying the monkey to cause trouble in the Heavenly Palace is just acting.

"Since we're already here," Donghua said, stroking the Canghe Sword in his hand. Uncle Jiu and the Monkey King both had good reputations, so he shouldn't stay out of it, both morally and logically.

……

“So, have you thought this through? This is a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity.” Outside the core of the main god, Black Myth Russell stood with his hands behind his back, his expression indifferent: “You won’t last long. The part of you that you’re missing has been put into that world.”

Just as Lao Tzu said, the main god is not complete.

The part he was missing was the system within Feng Lang's body.

Feng Lang, on the other hand, was placed next to the monkey by Russell.

Even if the main god can stand against the Three Pure Ones and others until the end of time by relying on the resources he has collected from the Star Sea World, and even if he doesn't care about the reincarnators who have been thrown into the Black Myth World, under the arrangement of Warm Snow Russell, Monkey and Feng Lang will eventually embark on the path of facing the Heavenly Court and Mount Ling.

If the main god is unwilling to intervene, the monkey will inevitably perish, and Feng Lang will also inevitably perish.

With Feng Lang dead, the system was obtained by Lao Jun and others. Given time, the Main God Space will cease to exist. It can be said that the only option for the Main God now is to cooperate with Russell.

If I perish, you, as a reincarnator, will also face retribution.

After a long silence, a mechanical voice reached Russell's ears.

"Are you sure?" Russell raised his right hand. "Why don't you take a closer look?" [What do you intend to do?]

The Supreme God then asked.

"Give me your underlying code." Russell revealed his true intentions: "You have no choice."

The Supreme God fell silent once again, but Russell was not in a hurry.

The main god is just a pre-written program, and the underlying code requires this program to protect the main god space.

As Russell had predicted, it wasn't long before the Supreme God agreed to Russell's request, but also set conditions—

[Yes, but you must sign a symbiotic contract. If the Main God Space is destroyed, your true spirit will perish.]

"it is good!"

Russell agreed without hesitation. Before the contract, which was entangled with the primordial aura of the main god space, appeared in front of Russell, Russell also decisively wrote his true name with his own true spirit.

The sound of shattering glass rang out the instant the pen touched the paper.

The scene before Russell changed, with all the realms and heavens appearing before him. The air rippled like water, and a black spatial rift followed closely behind, swallowing up the vibrant colors and leaving only a black and white silent film and an endless mechanical gear.

Russell slowly stepped forward, approached the gear, and extended his palm, making a grasping motion in the air.

The gear's rotation paused for a moment, then transformed into a fist-sized, pure white ball of light, which Russell held in his palm.

In an instant, all the information and program code of the Supreme God appeared in Russell's mind.

well.

So……

Black Myth Russell slowly extended his hand. In the Black Myth world, Warm Snow Russell, wearing the Reincarnator's Watch, took a deep breath and, under the cold gaze of many great supernatural beings such as the Great Celestial Venerable, the Three Pure Ones, and Zhen Yuanzi, fully released his spiritual light.

The chaotic light surged upwards, and the boiling time rolled like waves towards the boundary.

While still immersed in the time and space of Fangcun Mountain, Subhuti laughed loudly, igniting the spiritual energy for his own advancement. Endless ripples immediately surged and surged, almost tearing apart the barriers of the universe. Countless strange phenomena appeared in the Three Realms and Four Continents, with fragments of time from the past and even the future shimmering with light from time to time.

"You're courting death." The Great Celestial Venerable's voice was chilling, and a vast and powerful will enveloped Russell's transformed Unknown Starfield. The distorted ripples of space shook and engulfed Russell like a tidal wave.

The remaining gods and Buddhas remained silent, but the coldness in their eyes revealed their thoughts.

One after another, unparalleled secret techniques emerged from nowhere.

Warm Snow Russell's figure twisted and turned in the broken space, but his eyes showed no fear, only great ease: "I have bad news for you. Just now, I was strengthened again."

As the voice drifted on, Russell's body vanished in the distorted space.

He has successfully completed his mission and returned to his own world.

In an instant, divine light pierced through the boundary wall, and the radiance of the supreme god spread across this world.

"It's easy to guard against a thief within your own family, but difficult to guard against one day and night. What a Subhuti, what a Russell." Zhen Yuanzi sighed softly, reaching out to pluck the ginseng fruit tree from the Wuzhuang Temple.

The Great Celestial Venerable flicked his sleeve, and an ancient, mottled bronze mirror appeared before him: "Things have come to this point, let each of you use your own methods."

Of the Three Pure Ones, Laozi remained silent.

His thoughts drifted back to the beginning of the world, to the scene after their birth.

At that time, he, Yuanshi, Lingbao, Datianzun and other ancient gods were all formed from spiritual essence, and eventually transformed into life forms with independent consciousness. They discovered spiritual essence and developed it. Over tens of millions of years, they created batch after batch of "new gods" according to their own characteristics.

Everything was peaceful until one day, the ancient god named "Red Cloud" suddenly died.

They also realized that even for them, life was not endless.

In despair, more and more gods fell, and this continued for hundreds of thousands of years before it slowly subsided.

Later, Laozi discovered in his research with Zhen Yuanzi that the fall of the gods was actually caused by the excessive loss of spiritual energy between heaven and earth, and the cycle of the disappearance of spiritual energy was 120 million years. In other words, after 120 million years, another batch of ancient gods would perish.

He named it the "Five Signs of Decay of the Celestial Being".

From that day on, in order to overcome this calamity, the gods began to study spiritual essence.

Among them, Zhen Yuanzi was the first to discover the method of refining living beings to extract spiritual essence.

Soon after, the Queen Mother of the West also introduced a method of using mortal beings to raise the eggs of the Spirit Insects.

Later, humans and demons emerged from the living beings one after another.

The gods were pleasantly surprised to discover that both the life essence of humans and the inner core of demons contained incredibly rich spiritual energy.

Therefore, they began to artificially pass on the methods of cultivation to their descendants.

The goal is to increase the purity of the spiritual essence within both humans and demons, thus providing them with nourishment.

The world could have continued like this forever.

It's a pity that some gods would actually think about the lives of ants.

They developed disloyal intentions, believing that all things possess spirits and should not be manipulated by gods and Buddhas. They passed down complete Taoist teachings and cultivated one great demon and one immortal after another.

For the sake of world stability, the ancient gods, led by the Great Celestial Venerable, established the Heavenly Court and set forth so-called rules that even the gods had to abide by, thus turning everything from light to darkness.

However, even so, some people are still not satisfied.

They found a stone nurtured by heaven and earth, and wanted to wait until it was perfectly formed before helping it to be born, teaching it techniques and martial arts, hoping that it would carry on the will of heaven and earth and overthrow their rule.

Unfortunately, they forgot one thing: even gods can change their minds when faced with the threat of death.

Haha, Subhuti's body was destroyed, and he was barely clinging to life. Sun Wukong was born prematurely, and it was difficult for him to continue.

Even after Sun Wukong's defeat, they used his innate divine nature, which they considered to be the same as their own, to extract a vast amount of pure spiritual essence from him time and time again.

In every historical transformation, they stood firm on the river of time, untouched by cause and effect.

This time, it's the same. (End of Chapter)