Rebirth in Journey to the West: Sun Wukong-Chapter 597 - Divine Demon Graveyard (Third Update)

Chapter 597: Chapter 597: Divine Demon Graveyard (Third Update!)

Chapter 597: Chapter 597: Divine Demon Graveyard (Third Update!)

Continuing his search in the unexplored areas, Wukong found nothing of interest and shrugged his shoulders. Now, all he could do was wait for the night to fall and see again. If he found nothing even then, he would have to return to Flower-Fruit Mountain to seek help from the Puti Patriarch.

Sitting cross-legged, Sun Wukong began to cultivate. Jiang Liu’er could only sit silently beside him. The spiritual energy of the Polar Realm of Heaven was not only scarce but also chaotic. Only Wukong, with his Chaos Battle Body, could absorb it; no one else could.

Thus, they waited idly until nightfall. Although the light in the sky gradually dimmed, it didn’t fully darken, yet Wukong knew that night had fallen.

“Void-Breaking Starry Eyes!”

Activating the Void-Breaking Starry Eyes once again, Wukong scanned his surroundings. This time, his gaze sharply narrowed. The Polar Realm of Heaven, where no trace had been found during the day, now displayed changes as dusk set in. Strands of flowing lights appeared before Wukong’s eyes, converging towards the distance.

“Follow Old Sun!”

Wukong grabbed Jiang Liu’er by the arm and ascended on a cloud towards the place where the lights converged.

“This is the place!”

Upon reaching the site of convergence, Wukong stopped his cloud. He looked at the space node emitting a faint, eerie aura with a slight curve forming at the corners of his mouth.

“Void-Breaking Starry Eyes, open!”

With the activation of the Void-Breaking Divine Eye, two beams of golden light shot from Wukong’s eyes, illuminating the space node. Instantly, the node rippled with waves of power, and under the influence of the Divine Eye, it began to expand, forming a spatial passageway.

“Let’s go, get in!”

Wukong nodded to Jiang Liu’er and was the first to enter. Jiang Liu’er quickly followed. Wherever they were going, he needed to stick close to Wukong; if danger arose, no one else would save him.

Inside the Divine Demon Tomb Field.

This was a battleground of numerous powerful beings from the Ancient Primeval era and their resting place. Apart from the top fighters of the Witch Race and the Demon Clan, other races’ masters were also buried here.

The daytime and nighttime scenes of the Divine Demon Tomb Field were completely different.

During the day, the area was covered with lush grass and surrounded by blooming flowers, and if it weren’t for the tombstones and occasional statues, no one would associate this place with a graveyard.

Immortal Spirit Qi lingered, a sanctified light spread all over, and one could see the undying Divine Senses of the mighty beings from the Ancient Primeval era, transformed into deities, engaging in dance and conversation within the graveyard—utterly serene and peaceful, akin to paradise.

But as night fell, the scenery changed dramatically.

Unlike the Polar Realm of Heaven above, the nights in the Divine Demon Tomb Field were pitch-black. As darkness set in, a deep malignant aura surged forth, making the world bleak and causing all colors to fade. All plants and trees retracted into the ground, leaving only the tombstones visible. The bones, long buried, would rise to the surface, forming figures of fierce spirits and beasts emitting hair-raising, mournful howls.

When Sun Wukong and Jiang Liu’er entered the tomb of gods and demons, it was transitioning from day to night.

Trees shrank back into the ground, replaced by sprawling thorn bushes. Various phantoms of gods and demons began to manifest throughout the cemetery, spreading a heavy pressure all around.

“Great Saint, is this the tomb of gods and demons? Why do I feel this place is not at all benign?”

Jiang Liu’er swallowed hard, and if it hadn’t been for Sun Wukong’s presence, he probably would have been scared stiff, sitting directly on the ground. The atmosphere in the tomb of gods and demons was too terrifying, making one shudder without feeling cold.

“Of course, this isn’t a good place, this is a cemetery!”

Sun Wukong’s face was solemn, “And what’s more, it’s the cemetery of ancient powerhouses! Be careful and stay close to me, or I might not be able to save you in time!”

The night in the tomb of gods and demons was particularly frightening. The bodies of various powerful warriors who had died in battle here years ago were not properly buried, and were scattered all over the cemetery. Over the endless years, the souls of these powerful beings, unable to be reincarnated, had accumulated strong resentment. These resentments did not appear during the day, but as night fell, they manifested throughout the cemetery, wandering all around.

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The tomb of gods and demons was a world of death, especially at night. Any slight trace of life would retreat into the ground, making the lively presence of Sun Wukong and Jiang Liu’er, in this world of the dead, highly conspicuous. Particularly for Jiang Liu’er, whose body bore the immeasurable merit from his ten lives of good deeds, to these resentful spirits he was like a brightly shining torch in the night, possessing an endless allure.

Sun Wukong had already felt gusts of chilly air swiftly approaching them; they had probably been targeted.

Reaching to his ear, Sun Wukong pulled out the Ruyi Golden-Hooped Rod, the Chaos Fire blazing upon it, preparing for battle, while Jiang Liu’er wore a look of utter terror, his eyes wide open, looking left and right, afraid that a monster might suddenly rush out and abduct him.

“Bring out your Protective Merit Golden Light, what are you spacing out for?”

Sun Wukong growled irritably. Jiang Liu’er’s performance hardly resembled that of a peak Heavenly Immortal realm powerhouse, but more like a powerless, silly monk.

“Oh, oh!”

Jiang Liu’er, as if suddenly awoken from a dream, quickly activated the Immeasurable Merit Determination. A circle of Protective Merit Golden Light rose from his body, enclosing him and pushing back the decadent chilling air.

“Awo~!”

With a howl and a sharp piercing sound, something rapidly flew towards Jiang Liu’er. Sun Wukong’s eyes sharply focused — it had begun!

Swinging the Ruyi Golden-Hooped Rod, Sun Wukong struck forcefully at the leading shadow. It felt like hitting something substantial but also like hitting rotted leather, giving Sun Wukong a feeling of misdirected force. However, the attacking shadow was indeed hit and let out a piercing scream, dispersing into ash amid the light of the Chaos Fire.

This was a resentful spirit of an ancient powerhouse in the tomb of gods and demons, lured by the merit force emanating from Jiang Liu’er, and burned to ash in the Chaos Fire.

“Tang Seng flesh is Tang Seng flesh indeed, everyone really does want a bite. It was the same in the Three Realms, and it’s no different here in the tomb of gods and demons!”

Sun Wukong thought to himself with a sigh, yet his movements did not pause, dispersing every attacking shadow one after another.