Rebirth in Journey to the West: Sun Wukong-Chapter 865 - 866 Substitute Puppet (Third Update!)

Sun Wukong’s sudden insight into the seal inscriptions triggered divine lights to emerge from the formation. Centered around him, a barrier rapidly expanded, just like before, encompassing all nine sealing pillars and excluding Zhao Jun and Pangu.

Pangu, who was furiously chasing and slashing at Zhao Jun, suddenly halted. He then turned abruptly and flew towards the barrier, bringing down his long-handled great axe on it with immense force, causing the barrier to shake fiercely.

Sun Wukong, who was meditating with closed eyes to comprehend the seal inscriptions, suddenly sensed a powerful backlash force emerging from the formation. His body shook violently, and he let out a muffled grunt.

"Bastard! Your opponent is me!"

Zhao Jun, seeing all this clearly, felt a surge of urgency in his heart. He stopped fleeing and charged at Pangu, the Dragon Spear in his hand emitting a dazzling light as he violently thrust it towards Pangu.

"Dragon Spear Break Spirit!"

"Squelch!"

Pangu, who was relentlessly hacking at the barrier without any defense, was struck by Zhao Jun’s spear, which broke through the protective Gang Qi on his back. The spear tip pierced an inch into his lower back but could go no further.

"Seeking death!"

Infuriated by the injury to his lower back, Pangu, despite being deprived of his divine consciousness and only retaining a half of his ferocious primordial spirit, grew even more enraged. He tossed aside the sealing spirit barrier and turned to fiercely bring his axe down on Zhao Jun.

This axe’s speed and strength far surpassed Pangu’s previous attacks. Zhao Jun felt as though he was encased in quicksand, making evasion impossible. He had to retract his Dragon Spear, circled it behind him, and thrust it out again, pouring all his strength into the spear.

If evasion was impossible, he could only fight head-on!

Bang!

With a muffled sound, the tip of the Dragon Spear collided with the axe blade. Zhao Jun felt as if struck by lightning, spitting out a mouthful of blood as his body flew like a kite with a broken string.

"Die!"

Pangu spat out the word "die" and chased after Zhao Jun like a swift bolt of lightning, bringing his axe down once more on the airborne Zhao Jun.

"Not good!"

Having been shocked by Pangu’s initial axe strike, Zhao Jun’s entire body was in upheaval, his primordial force surging uncontrollably within him. There was no way he could withstand another axe strike. Seeing the axe about to split him in two, Zhao Jun gritted his teeth, pulled out a puppet from his bosom, and crushed it.

Crack!

The axe cleaved through the air above Zhao Jun’s head, slicing his body in two. However, no blood flowed out from the cleaved body, an eerie sight.

"Die! Just die!"

Pangu roared, his giant axe spinning like a high-speed windmill, reducing Zhao Jun’s bisected body to tiny pieces. Finally, a tremendous shockwave emanated from the giant axe, pulverizing the fragments into dust.

"Hiss~!"

In the distance, a figure emerged on the ground—it was Zhao Jun. Seeing the ashes drifting in the air, he sucked in a breath of cold air. That was the substitute puppet that could save his life, an extremely rare one-time spiritual treasure. He only had two, saved for critical moments, and had already used one.

The one cleaved to dust by Pangu was Zhao Jun’s substitute puppet!

Although it was a substitute puppet, its physical strength during substitution was identical to Zhao Jun’s. If Zhao Jun had faced Pangu directly, his fate would have been the same!

"This monster, the destructive power is terrifying. No wonder the Eastern Prince of Sky-shaking Cliff died at his hands!"

According to rumors, the Eastern Prince of Sky-shaking Cliff had been cleaved in half and pulverized by Pangu without leaving any remains, his primordial spirit unable to escape. Zhao Jun had thought it was merely a rumor, but Pangu’s strength truly was overwhelming!

This was even with half of his compassionate primordial spirit being sealed away, allowing some loss of divine consciousness, affecting his combat capabilities. One could imagine the terrifying destructiveness should his divine consciousness be fully intact!

Swallowing nervously, Zhao Jun retrieved a gourd of Victory Wine of the Fighting Battle from his storage bag. This was the same gourd given to him by Sun Wukong during their adventures in the overlapping space. Sun Wukong had given Zhao Jun the remaining half of the Victory Wine to recover strength.

At the time, Zhao Jun thought it unnecessary. Now he realized how naive he had been!

Thankfully, he kept the gourd of Victory Wine. Otherwise, with what would he quickly heal and replenish his energy now?

Unplugging the gourd, Zhao Jun took two huge swigs, his cultivation technique absorbing the wine’s medicinal effects swiftly.

"Stop! Your opponent is me! I’m not dead yet!"

After reducing the substitute puppet to fragments, Pangu’s attention returned to the sealing spirit barrier. As he prepared to resume his attack, a loud shout from the lower left ground drew his attention. Turning, he saw Zhao Jun again, and anger surged in his eyes once more.

It was Zhao Jun who called out to Pangu. He knew he was no match for Pangu, but there was no choice. If Pangu continued attacking the barrier, Sun Wukong’s comprehension of the seal inscriptions would be disrupted, rendering them unable to suppress the compassionate primordial spirit absorbed and sealed by the inscriptions. Pangu would remain in his frenzied state.

Moreover, they would be unable to unlock the passage and enter the true core of the Ancient God Ruins without comprehending the seal inscriptions of this overlapping space!

Bang!

A muffled sound struck Pangu’s back, causing him to stagger slightly. His angry gaze locked onto Zhao Jun, and with a roar, he charged at Zhao Jun once more. The two resumed their chase and battle.

Having comprehended the seal inscriptions from the previous eight overlapping spaces, Sun Wukong absorbed this final space’s inscriptions much faster, achieving understanding within just eleven hours. He also retrieved Pangu’s half compassionate primordial spirit sealed by the inscriptions.

"Finally, the seal is lifted. Now I can help Brother Pangu regain his consciousness! He really went all out for these seal inscriptions, consuming so much divine sense. If I hadn’t come, he might have been trapped here for eternity, until a disaster scattered his soul!"