The son does not speak of eternity

I truly was the Great Sage Equalling Heaven and never changed;
Just like causing havoc in the Heavenly Palace, breaking through the spiritual firmament, my defiance undying.
I wish to be equal with heaven, an unconquerable being,
From now on, free and unfettered.
What I hate will eventually vanish like smoke and clouds;
What I protect will surely live on forever.

I am truly the Monkey King

Su Hang's comprehension of the dark traces of Dao reached seventy-seven thousand seven hundred and sixty strands, the pinnacle of the initial stage of a Golden Immortal.


An astonishing boom resounded throughout Medicine Lake.


Su Hang advanced to the middle stage of Golden Immortal, as the medicinal strength in the lake surged into his body, unceasingly transforming into immortal power and increasing his cultivation.


In the end, his cultivation reached one million eight hundred thousand years, already comparable to many Quasi-Saints.


Just as Su Hang was about to continue delving into the Way of Strength, a harsh voice came through.


"Get out!" the lame old man blocked his way.


"The old guy is finally scared, doesn't dare let me continue to cultivate," Su Hang leaped out of the Medicine Lake, causing the ground to collapse underneath him—an effect of the immense increase in strength that he had yet to fully master.


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