Atop a peak in the Spiritual Mountain Range, Golden Cicada sat cross-legged in silence, Buddhist Light blazing around him as an aura of compassion suffused the entire mountaintop.
Before long, that boundless compassion was replaced by a trace of heart-stirring ferocity. The two alternated constantly, forming a subtle balance.
Yet Golden Cicada's expression remained calm throughout. Clearly, this situation had persisted for quite some time.
He continued to painstakingly temper his own forces of utmost goodness and utmost evil, waiting for the moment when Yin and Yang would coexist in harmony and good and evil would follow his will.
Meanwhile, in Chaos, Jieyin and Zhunti's Three Corpses incarnations had already sneaked to the edge of the Inner Chaos and were about to enter the Outer Chaos.
Styx had actually noticed this long ago, but he had no intention of stopping them.
The two of them were bait Styx had sent out, as well as a loophole he had deliberately left behind.
As the saying went, flies did not land on uncracked eggs. If the Great Wilderness had always been flawless,
how could a schemer like Hongjun ever make a move so easily?
Styx was still planning to explore the depths of Chaos after the Great Wilderness ascended, so he naturally did not want to leave behind any hidden dangers.
Meanwhile, at Mount Shouyang, within the Ancestral Court of the Human Way,
before Sun Wukong emerged from seclusion, Six-Eared Macaque and Nezha had already gone ahead to make arrangements at the Dragon Palace in the East Sea.
Thus, after Sun Wukong reunited with Wu Zhiqi and Yuan Hong, he did not linger.
He immediately summoned an escaping light, left the Mount Shouyang Range, and headed straight toward the East Sea.
On the way, Yuan Hong excitedly introduced the Dragon Clan's current