*Boom... Boom... BOOM...*
*Gar... gar... Heheheh...*
A monkey's laugh echoed alongside the crashes and the roars of Parademons.
Darkseid stord outside, his eyes scanning for the intruder bold enough to attack his base.
Seeing the chaos made Darkseid frown, and when he looked up, he saw a giant—a monkey more than 100 ters tall, gripping a golden staff.
Without hesitation, Darkseid unleashed his Oga Beam.
*Shizzz...*
In a second, the beam struck Sun Wukong's body, but it didn't leave a mark.
The Monkey King scratched his side, looking down at Darkseid. "Hehehe... So you're the one behind all this..." he said, shrinking to a more manageable 1.7 ters.
Darkseid's frown deepened. His prized Oga Beam had failed. This was no ordinary "monkey."
Sun Wukong's immortality and raw strength made him Darkseid's worst matchup. At the sa level and rank, few could rival him—his layers of immortality were no joke.
And yes, this was the Dc Universe... the sa universe where Darkseid had once beaten Void to a pulp.
(*Cough* Well, Void kinda deserved it... that cocky bastard...)
"A fun toy," Sun Wukong chuckled, swinging his now 2-ter staff toward Darkseid's face.
*BOOM!*
Darkseid raised an arm just in ti to block. The force of their clash rippled across the battlefield, sending shockwaves that extinguished the flas of Apokolips.
At this level of power, they couldn't afford to destroy the planet with a single hit. Instead, they focused their strength inward, each blow absorbed by their opponent's body.
Fighting in space wasn't to their liking. They both preferred solid ground under their feet.
For both Sun Wukong and Darkseid, battling on Apokolips was far more satisfying than an empty void. Unlike Void's previous battle with Darkseid, the planet wasn't destroyed in a single move. Not yet.
Darkseid grabbed the staff, yanking Sun Wukong toward him as he unleashed a powerful punch.
*BOOM!*
Sun Wukong was thrown back, skidding across the ground, his staff carving a deep ravine.
"Hehehe... again!" Sun Wukong laughed as he stood up, without a scratch, and charged back into the fight.
Darkseid's expression darkened. His previous strike had nearly been at full strength, and yet the "monkey" remained unscathed.
They clashed once more, the booming sounds of their battle reverberating through the planet.
*Boom... Boom... Boom...*
Minutes passed, and Darkseid began to feel the strain inside his body. Their clash was intense, but Sun Wukong was still grinning, seemingly enjoying every second.
Darkseid grimaced. He couldn't keep up. And worse, the "monkey" was showing no signs of slowing down.
As their next clash approached, Darkseid felt the planet tremble beneath them, realizing that if this continued, Apokolips would be destroyed.
Sun Wukong slamd his staff down as Darkseid unleashed his Oga Beam once more.
"Naive," Sun Wukong taunted, laughing.
Using the beam, Darkseid slowed the staff's descent, dodging the blow by moving to the side. But the grin faded from Sun Wukong's face as he asked, "Are you reaching your limit?"
Sun Wukong's staff extended to hundreds of ters as he swung it with both arms, aiming to crush Darkseid once and for all.
High in the air, the planet seed to ripple beneath them like waves on a pond.
Darkseid looked back in shock—where were the stars? Apokolips had passed by hundreds of stars, yet now they were gone, swallowed by the darkness.
For the first ti, Darkseid realized he was being toyed with.
"You're just a fragile plaything," Sun Wukong said, appearing in front of Darkseid before he could react.
All Darkseid saw was a fist flying toward his face.
*BOOM... SPLASH!*
Darkseid's left eye was reduced to pulp.
*CLANG... BOOM... CRACK!*
Sun Wukong's staff smashed into Darkseid's hands, breaking them apart.
"Aaargh!" Darkseid roared in fury and pain, swinging his right fist wildly.
"...Pathetic," Sun Wukong replied, slapping him away.
*BOOM!*
Darkseid crashed into the surface of Apokolips, lying in a deep crater. He rembered once calling soone weak and insignificant, yet now he was the one being humbled.
"Argh..." Darkseid groaned, struggling to rise, only to see Sun Wukong land lightly in front of him.
The Monkey King hovered slightly above the ground, pressing his right foot onto Darkseid's shoulder.
*BOOM!*
The ground cracked beneath them, spreading for thousands of ters.
"As a good toy, I'll show you my full strength, heheh..." Sun Wukong laughed, rising into the sky. Darkseid stared at him, knowing this was the end. His body knew it too—they were both going to die.
He always thought his father would be the one to kill him, but no... it would be a monkey.
Sun Wukong released his aura, a wave of raw power flooding the planet, suffocating Darkseid. He now truly understood how insignificant he was compared to the Monkey King.
The aura surged outward into space, expanding for light years, crushing everything in its path.
Sun Wukong's body glowed with a golden radiance as he raised his staff, now hundreds of ters long.
Sun Wukong grew once more, reaching 120 ters tall before stopping. His strength multiplied, the sheer force of the strength elent combined with his immortality making him unstoppable at this level.
He raised his staff with both arms and brought it down with all his might.
*Shrippp...*
The sky tore open, revealing a second layer of space as Darkseid's body was split in two, separated by the void between dinsions.
"And so it ends..." Darkseid thought, as he welcod the darkness.
Sun Wukong halted his attack just inches from the ground. His staff shrunk back to the size of a needle, which he casually tucked behind his ear.
He looked around the silent planet. Once teeming with Parademons and roaring flas, now it lay quiet and dead.
"Just a bit more..." Sun Wukong whispered, swallowing Darkseid's dark soul. He was close to breaking through to Rank 2 low level.
Touching the surface with a single finger...
*BOOM!*
Apokolips exploded, its debris scattering. As the fragnts began to spread, they disintegrated into ash.
A shockwave spanned for thousands of miles before fading into the void.
Sun Wukong was already gone, off to destroy more worlds and kill more beings.
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**At the Quinlan Sect**
Shen Ye woke up and glanced around, montarily disoriented, before rembering where he was. He now found himself in the Quinlan sect, under the tutelage of a wine-loving, perpetually drunk master and alongside a beautiful yet cold senior sister.
Rising from the bed, Shen Ye felt his newfound strength, though he knew he was still far from reaching Void's level. He could never forget that day—the aura Void released alone spanned thousands of miles. It was beyond asure. Shen Ye had spent a month running, hunting, and growing stronger, just to escape the burnt area affected by Void's burning aura.
As Shen Ye stepped outside, he spotted his master, the Sword Demon, teaching Chu Su, who was seated cross-legged on the ground, listening intently.
"Good morning, Master," Shen Ye said, bowing as he approached. The Sword Demon smiled and gestured for him to sit down.
Shen Ye joined them, listening as the master continued his lesson.
"This war is inevitable. All of you will be part of it. Apparently, my disciples need to contribute sothing to the sect and to humanity... though I really wish we could all just relax..." His voice trailed off, clearly not eager for the impending conflict.
"Master," Chu Su interrupted, her voice calm but firm.
"Alright, alright." The Sword Demon coughed lightly. "You'll leave in about a month, when the war officially starts. Be careful, Chu Su, and look after your junior brother. Though he's already a Rank 1, middle level."
"What?" Chu Su exclaid, her voice filled with surprise, while Shen Ye's face twitched slightly.
His master's strength was undeniable; even without releasing any aura, he knew everything.
"Yes, yes. But still, take care of yourselves. This war will involve those lustful orcs... war-hungry ogres... and the beautiful, adorable elves—oh, and dragons, whose ancestor's egg I stole." The Sword Demon chuckled, unbothered by the gravity of the situation, much to the amazent of Shen Ye and Chu Su.
However, his expression shifted suddenly when he ntioned demons. "And lastly, there are the demons... yes, them..."
Shen Ye's body tensed, his fists clenched as he fought to control the anger that rose within him. His aura surged, and his teeth ground together at the ntion of the word. He couldn't stand it—the thought of demons made his stomach churn with hatred.
"What's wrong?" the Sword Demon asked, concern evident in his voice, while Chu Su looked on, surprised by her normally calm junior brother losing control.
"Master... it's my sister," Shen Ye began, his voice tight. He recounted the story, explaining all that had transpired—from his encounter with Linkir to Void's arrival and the mont when Void took his sister away.
Listening to the tale, Chu Su frowned. The helplessness that ca with having your fate decided by a stronger being—she too despised that feeling.
"I see... and where is he now?" The Sword Demon's carefree aura vanished as his deanor shifted. His usual smile disappeared, and he seed like a sharp sword, ready to strike.
Shen Ye took a gamble by sharing this story, but it had paid off. Masters like him were often the most protective of their disciples.
"Chu Su, look after your junior brother. I will be gone for a while," the Sword Demon said before disappearing in an instant.
"Yes, Master," Chu Su replied as he vanished. Behind her, Shen Ye smirked.
"I just hope he's strong enough," Shen Ye thought, his mind darkening with murderous intent.
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**At the base of the Quinlan Sect**
The Sword Demon reappeared at the base of the sect, a small dragon perched on his shoulder. His eyes narrowed, and his expression hardened. The once carefree master, who had once sent the world into chaos, was back.
He raised his hand, and the ground trembled as a nearby mountain began to break apart. The sword-shaped mountain, known to many as Sword Mountain, was nad without knowledge of the true reason—there was an ancient sword buried within it.
With a mighty rumble, the mountain collapsed, revealing a massive black sword, its surface cold and glinting in the light as it shrank. The sword flew into the Sword Demon's hand.
A sharp "shiz" filled the air as a giant blade—two ters long and ten inches wide—hovered before him, radiating a powerful sword aura.
The entire city stirred in response. The very air beca dense with sword intent, sending chills through the citizens. They felt the atmosphere shift, like unseen tendrils of danger wrapping around them.
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**Deep within the Quinlan Sect**
A woman, seated cross-legged, ditated in silence. A slender, 1.3-ter sword rested across her lap. Her eyes were closed, deep in concentration.
...Blon...
Her eyes snapped open as the room shook. A single strand of hair floated to the ground. She gazed through the walls, sensing the disturbance.
"The Sword Demon is back," she murmured, her expression softening into a smile. "You've been silent for far too long. I wonder which unfortunate soul has provoked your wrath this ti. Blood will flow once more."
Her aura surged, expanding outward from her body, but as it reached the door, it quickly withdrew.
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**Back in the city**
A single step from the Sword Demon sent shockwaves through the entire city, making the people feel as if an invisible blade had sliced their necks. The city itself spanned thousands of light-years, a testant to the Sword Demon's rank and power.
Slowly, the citizens opened their eyes, realizing they were still alive. What they had experienced was only an illusion created by the Sword Demon's sword intent. By the ti they recovered, he had already disappeared, moving swiftly toward the demons' abode.
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