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 mind sank into the Stone Axe, focusing intently on comprehending the Law of Strength.


Divine Thunders that extinguished laws continuously fell from the sky, striking at the Milling Heaven Formation, gradually reducing the pressure it exerted on Su Hang.


About twenty-two hours later, Su Hang's comprehension of the dark Law of Strength reached one hundred and twenty-four thousand, four hundred and sixteen strands, accounting for ninety-six percent of the total.


When he comprehended the one hundred and twenty-four thousand, four hundred and seventeenth strand of Traces of the Dao, a beam of light descended from the heavens, ignoring the Milling Heaven Formation and enveloping the fleeting Qi-Blood that Su Hang had transformed into.


Su Hang sensed something was wrong and instantly dispersed that strand of Traces of the Dao, but even so, he still suffered a significant reduction in lifespan.


Chapter 85: Congratulations to the Emperor