Are You Tired of Living?

The Chaos Demon King's death did not anger the immortals and gods who had been watching Sun Wu Kong all along.

At most, he had merely been a minor demon at the Grand Unity Golden Immortal realm, with a flimsy foundation—a "hollow shell" artificially cultivated solely to play a role.

If they put in a little effort and time, they could enlighten as many beings like that as they wanted.

What surged in their hearts was more shock.

Shock far beyond their expectations.

After all, although the Chaos Demon King's origins, fortune, and combat ability had all been utterly lacking, he was still a Grand Unity Golden Immortal.

The immortals and gods knew that this stone monkey had attained the Grand Unity Golden Immortal realm, and that his strength would surely be formidable, but they had never expected him to be this strong, or his methods to be so... domineering!

With nothing more than a casual stomp!

There were no earth-shaking flashes of divine power, no traces of complex mana activation, not even an obvious ripple of killing intent.

Yet he had completely annihilated the Chaos Demon King.

This was no simple crushing advantage in power.

This was an absolute difference between heaven and earth!

Even they themselves, at the early Grand Unity Golden Immortal realm, likely could not have done this without using mana.

Sun Wu Kong sensed that the space around him remained utterly still, and an imperceptible flicker of disappointment passed through his eyes.

He had thought that if he attacked the Chaos Demon King, those people would be unable to resist making a move.

Sure enough, he had overestimated the Chaos Demon King.

With that thought dismissed, his gaze fell upon the dark red bloodstains the Chaos Demon King had left behind, already rapidly drying and