White Robed Venerate did not answer Sun Wukong's question.

He sighed, and a light shadow emerged from behind him; it was Sun Wukong.

The two Sun Wukongs faced each other.

"So it turns out there's a demon impersonating me,"

said Sun Wukong.

"You're the demon."

the false Wukong responded.

White Robed Venerate placed his palms together, turned his head towards Buddha: "Were you buying time waiting for him?"

Buddha shook his head: "This is fate."

He understood the intent of White Robed Venerate but still could not make a decision.

With Sun Wukong's return, Buddha found his answer.

Sun Wukong's return seemed coincidental, yet it was inevitable.

This is fate, and fate would not let him hand over the Three Realms to White Robed Venerate.

"Fate?"

White Robed Venerate laughed loudly: "Absurd!"

The mere Three Realms, where does fate come into play?

White Robed Venerate looked at Sun Wukong, a gleam in his eye, he proposed: "Between the Heavenly Emperor beside me and you, who is real and who is false, why don't we settle it today?"

"Settle?"

Sun Wukong shook his head and said: "There's no need to argue, just defeat him and all will be clear."

Hearing this declaration, the immortals were shaken.

"This is definitely the Heavenly Emperor!"

"Only the Heavenly Emperor would have such confidence!"

The immortals exclaimed.

Such confidence, only the real Sun Wukong could assert.

"Arrogant."

The false Wukong angrily said: "I have all beings' protection, how can you defeat me?"

"You who lack even an Immortal Soul, how could all beings protect you."

Sun Wukong laughed, his eyes flashing with golden light, effortlessly seeing through the truth.

The false Wukong, furious, his body flared up in flames, burning every strand of hair, violently gorgeous.

Suddenly, he threw a punch, which arrived in an instant and reached right before Sun Wukong's eyes.

"Nice punch."

Sun Wukong too threw out a punch.

The two punch trails glowed, like two colliding suns, emitting a deafening noise, the burst of fire blinded many.

After one strike, the false Wukong stepped back.

"How could this be!"

He grew increasingly angry, his body engulfed in wave after wave of flaming Immortal Talismans, wrapping him like a large fireball, extremely dazzling.

The fireball made a clanging sound, suddenly soared up, forming an arc light, diving straight at Sun Wukong.

Sun Wukong squinted, swung another punch, a stream of golden beams shooting out from his fist, tearing through the void, shattering dense clouds, and striking the large fireball.

The fireball's advance quickly halted, rapidly shattered under the barrage of light beams.

"Imperial Brother has grown stronger!"

Jade Emperor reflected to himself, that false Wukong, with his vast Divine Skills equivalent to Heavenly Venerate, was actually blocked by the bare-handed Sun Wukong.

When Sun Wukong left the Three Realms, he left behind the Jade Seal and the Heavenly Dao; logically, with only his Jingu Bang, he should not be this powerful.

But Jade Emperor could clearly see, Sun Wukong's strength, compared to during the great cataclysm, was even more unparalleled.

"He has improved again."

Jade Emperor watched Sun Wukong, who seemed to handle the battle with ease.

The battle was developing completely one-sided.

"Sun Wukong!"

The false Wukong could no longer restrain himself, he roared furiously, activating all his essence blood, facing the light beams as he charged at Sun Wukong.

"Just an illusion, break for me!"

Golden light shone from Sun Wukong's eyes, he spun around and kicked out.

With a "boom," the false Wukong was kicked into the air, his physical body shattered, his flames scattering across the sky, declaring his dissolution.

Uncountable wisps of incense energy, without a support, immediately dispersed, dyeing the entire sky red.

"Your Majesty, quickly collect them!"

Emperor Qinghua urgently reminded Sun Wukong, "If they are allowed to gather together again, the demon can be revived."

Sun Wukong nodded, stretching out his hand, and groups of incense energy surged towards him, enveloping his body.

That was the incense energy provided to him by the beings of the Three Realms for over a decade.

"Heavenly Emperor, please come back!"

"We need you!"

Sun Wukong saw countless scenes of people praying before him; men and women, old and young, humans and demons—everywhere you could mention, people were worshipping him.

A powerful force surged within Sun Wukong, those scenes flickered by, but they were enough to assure him that his path was correct.

He looked towards the place where the fake Wukong had disintegrated.

There was no fire, no incense there—only a shimmering drop of essence blood.

Sun Wukong swung another punch, shattering the essence blood.

"A fake is a fake, there is only one of me!"

Sun Wukong declared, shaking heaven and earth with his words.

The sky fell silent, momentarily devoid of any voices.

After a long while, the immortals joyfully prostrated themselves on the ground.

"Your Majesty, welcome back!"

At this moment, no one questioned Sun Wukong's identity anymore.

Sun Wukong faced the White Robed Venerate.

The White Robed Venerate sat inside the Great Heroic Treasure Hall, witnessing the shattering of the essence blood, a trace of regret flashed in his eyes, yet he remained dignified and did not intervene.

"A battle between us is inevitable."

Sun Wukong walked towards him, his body rising with immense waves of Immortal Energy.

The White Robed Venerate looked on as the Three Realms Seal floated above Sun Wukong's head, casting down thousands of golden rays, slowly merging with him.

The Wanling Heavenly Dao thundered in the sky, seemingly also wanting to return.

Sun Wukong's power was rapidly growing stronger!

The White Robed Venerate felt his body being enveloped by an invisible force, gradually tightening.

"Amithaba."

The White Robed Venerate chanted a Buddhist mantra.

"The most rigid is easily broken, supreme goodness is like water."

He lamented, "Sun Wukong, you are too powerful!"

In Chaos, the White Robed Venerate had seen many geniuses, some incredibly stunning, but none could compare to Sun Wukong.

Even a person as strong as a Venerable took a million years to cultivate to the level of strength Sun Wukong currently possessed.

Sun Wukong was the youngest, most powerful Heavenly Emperor in Chaos, the greatest miracle in billions of years.

"In the Three Realms, you should be invincible."

The White Robed Venerate further praised.

At this moment, the Three Realms Seal and Sun Wukong merged into one, the entire heaven and earth were aiding Sun Wukong, making him fearless of anyone here.

The White Robed Venerate considered himself stronger than Sun Wukong, but he was restricted by the heavenly order, unable to go all out.

"What you said is right, we are destined to fight."

The White Robed Venerate watched as Sun Wukong approached, his body emanating Divine Radiance, evolving the Tao in the void: "But our battlefield is not here."

Suddenly, a crack sounded behind him, the space tearing open.

"Impossible!"

Sun Wukong sensed something amiss and dashed forward like lightning.

Unfortunately, with a flicker, the White Robed Venerate's figure was sucked into the gap.

"Sun Wukong, if you want to fight, come to the Heavenly Court."

From within the gap, the last words of the White Robed Venerate echoed, "If you do not come, I will close the gates."

Sun Wukong glared furiously.

That White Robed Venerate actually had the nerve to run away like this!

"If I had known, I wouldn't have reclaimed the Jade Seal."

Sun Wukong looked up at the Jade Seal above his head.

As if sensing his thoughts, the Jade Seal, without any delay, with a boom, rushed into Sun Wukong's body.

Getting rid of it was not going to be easy.

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