Rebirth in Journey to the West: Sun Wukong

Rumble!

Immersed in the joy of condensing the Divine Core, Sun Wukong did not notice that at the moment his Divine Core began to condense, a vortex-like Thunderstorm Circle appeared in the sky above him.

In the center of the Thunderstorm Circle was a long channel, seemingly leading to another unknown time and space. The channel, initially blurred, gradually became clearer, and the thunderclouds of the Thunderstorm Circle continued to expand, extending outwards to the surrounding desert.

Meanwhile, within Sun Wukong, the Time-Space Life-Death Talisman, which had long remained dormant, suddenly seemed stimulated, emitting a faint light. It spontaneously flew out from Sun Wukong's Mudpalace Pill and hovered above his head, resonating with the mysterious time and space at the end of the channel in the center of the Thunderstorm Circle.

It seemed that within that time and space, something of the same origin was calling to the Time-Space Life-Death Talisman.

However, Sun Wukong did not sense any of this; his mind was entirely absorbed in the fusion of Primordial Force to condense the Divine Core, completely severing contact with the outside world.

At the edge of the desert, in the region of the South Xiang Prefecture Government, passing travelers suddenly had a premonition, raising their heads to look towards the desert. There, a strong oppressive force seemed to be approaching from afar.

"What is that...?"

The travelers widened their eyes, watching as large thunderclouds began to appear at the edge of their vision in the depths of the desert, expanding towards the edge of the desert, and their expressions changed.

"A thunderstorm, a thunderstorm indeed!"

"Run, run quickly!"

Everyone in panic started fleeing towards the South Xiang Prefecture Government. Such a scale of thunderstorm, let alone ordinary travelers, even Domain Kings and Domain Emperors might not be able to face it calmly.

The news spread quickly throughout the entire South Xiang Prefecture Government, reaching the Primordial Spirit Sect at the Sky-shaking Cliff.

"A thunderstorm? A powerful thunderstorm extending from the depths of the desert? How strong is it?"

Mu Yin, the former Great Hall Master of the Eastern Continent's Primordial Spirit Alliance, now the Sect Master of the Primordial Spirit Sect, frowned upon hearing this news. For some reason, he suddenly had a bad premonition, as if a disaster was about to befall him.

At Mu Yin's level of strength, all premonitions are never unfounded. Upon hearing the news of a vast thunderstorm emerging from the desert and constantly expanding, a bad feeling immediately arose in his heart, indicating that the thunderstorm in the desert was surely not a good omen. Perhaps it was signaling that a person or thing detrimental to the Primordial Spirit Sect or him as the Sect Master had appeared in the desert.

"Go, investigate thoroughly and find out how that thunderstorm was produced!"

Mu Yin ordered, and his subordinates obeyed, quickly mobilizing the entire Primordial Spirit Sect. All the disciples of the Primordial Spirit Sect were well aware of the temper of their former Great Hall Master, now their Sect Master. In the past, when he hid his cultivation and ambition, he appeared quite amicable. But now, having fully exposed himself, he seemed like a different person entirely.

Not only did he reveal his once-hidden cultivation, but he also showed his true nature, cruel and arrogant, not listening to anyone's opinions. Anyone daring to defy him would face a punishment worse than death. This was something well-known throughout the Primordial Spirit Sect, so how could they not put all their effort into carrying out Mu Yin's orders?

However, at present, the desert was completely enveloped by the thunderstorm, and these disciples of the Primordial Spirit Sect could not enter. They could only watch from afar at the edge of the desert, as lightning continuously struck down from the sky, leaving them stunned. To step into the Thunderstorm Circle under such dense lightning strikes would be nothing short of suicide!

Though they dared not disobey Sect Master Mu Yin's orders, these disciples of the Primordial Spirit Sect likewise did not wish to meet a fate of obliteration. After waiting a while at the edge of the desert, they reluctantly returned to the Primordial Spirit Sect to report to Sect Master Mu Yin truthfully.

"Sect Master, we tried our best, but could not enter that desert Thunderstorm Circle. Several disciples barely escaped being obliterated by the lightning strikes within the circle. Please, Sect Master, pardon us!"

All the disciples sent to investigate reported similar things. Hearing this, Mu Yin frowned deeply; was the Thunderstorm Circle truly that terrifying?

"If it really is as you say, then it's not your fault! Very well, I shall go see for myself. Meanwhile, continue preparing for tomorrow's Hero Gathering without the slightest negligence, understood?"

"Yes, Sect Master!"

The disciples breathed a collective sigh of relief. For once, Mu Yin did not punish anyone, which was very rare indeed. This feeling of having escaped a calamity left everyone apprehensive. After Mu Yin left, quite a few began secretly packing their belongings, intending to flee the Primordial Spirit Sect while Mu Yin was within the Thunderstorm Circle, hiding far away, never to appear before Mu Yin again.

Following such a temperamental Sect Master, who knows when he might decide to take one's life on a whim?

Leave, got to leave quickly!

Unaware of the fear-induced treason brewing among many disciples within the Primordial Spirit Sect, Mu Yin, accompanied by several trusted aides, left the sect and flew towards the desert. Within less than two hours, they reached the edge of the desert and saw from afar the gigantic Thunderstorm Circle that shrouded the entire desert. The sight of lightning constantly striking down from the low-lying thunderclouds made even Mu Yin gasp in shock, let alone his accompanying aides.

Such a terrifying Thunderstorm Circle, only those above the Domain Emperor Realm might dare to enter it; others neither dare nor can. Should one enter, one might be struck into dust by the terrifying lightning within just a minute or two.

"These thunderstorm clouds, they feel rather strange..."

Mu Yin squinted; he felt a strange familiarity within the aura emanating from the Thunderstorm Circle.

Mu Yin, at the Middle Stage of the Domain Saint Realm, had not yet reached the conditions to condense a Divine Core; he had only heard of those exceptionally gifted in the Late Stage of the Domain Saint Realm who could begin to condense a Divine Core, never witnessed it.

However, the Thunderstorm Circle before him seemed very much like the phenomenon said to occur when a Late Stage Domain Saint Realm powerhouse condenses a Divine Core, connecting with high realms beyond the Yuan Realm, triggering space thunderstorms between Two Realms to form a Thunderstorm Circle.

Could it be that a strong individual at the Domain Saint Realm is indeed condensing a Divine Core here?