Great Demon Sun Wukong

But when he first arrived at the island, Sun Wukong had estimated its size, and it certainly wasn’t this vast. That confirmed one thing: the island must be enveloped in a colossal illusion array. What he saw before landing on the island might not have been real, and what he was seeing now might not be false either.

True true, false false; false false, true true — that is the essence of Illusion Technique, purely false is simply inferior Illusion Technique. Realizing that looking further would yield no discovery, Sun Wukong gave up the idea of flying overhead. Clearly, the illusion array on this island could not be penetrated by his fiery eyes and golden pupils.

Rashly flying would likely take him farther away from the center.

He found a thick branch, leaned his hands behind his head, and closed his eyes.

The environment on the island was actually quite pleasant, not only was the spiritual energy about three times higher than the outside world, but being in this forest could even enhance one’s understanding. At this moment, Sun Wukong felt his six senses were transparent, and his mind was clear.

Even his comprehension of the Water Cleansing Law deepened. Sun Wukong moved his finger, and the mixed iron thread drifted out from his fingertip, then he arranged a warning circle around his body. Then, Sun Wukong entered a state of clear nothingness. Your next chapter is on NovelBin.Côm

It appeared that even the other party was resting.

Without words, as the first light of dawn appeared, Sun Wukong sprung up like a carp. Stretching, he let out a loud sneeze. After the night’s rest, both Sun Wukong’s mental and physical states had reached a peak condition. Moreover, his understanding of the Water Element had improved even further.

Leaping with force, he floated down from the towering tree hundreds of meters tall. The instant he landed, Sun Wukong extended his hands, his fingers fluttering like butterflies weaving through flowers. As his fingers danced, thin strands of transparent water emerged from in between Sun Wukong’s fingers and fluttered about in the air.

Upon closer inspection, one would realize that these slender threads of water were actually composed of three different elements: a strand of Metal Element filament at the core, surrounded by a strand of Earth Element filament, with the outermost layer being the Water Element.

The ten filaments continuously danced, yet Sun Wukong suddenly frowned, seemingly dissatisfied with something. Then, his fingers trembled at an extremely rapid pace, and the composition of the filaments began to change. The originally distinct elements started intertwining with each other, and eventually, the three elements merged completely to form a faint silver filament.

Of course, this was almost as transparent as the transparent itself. Without special pupil power, it would be impossible to see clearly. Even with Sun Wukong’s fiery eyes and golden pupils, he could only get a rough idea unless he pushed them to their limits. It was impossible to see through them completely.

Finally, a satisfied expression appeared on Sun Wukong’s face. With another movement of his fingers, all the filaments retracted back into his body.

From then on, he possessed yet another technique. Sun Wukong was very confident in the durability of these threads.

At that moment, Sun Wukong felt something was amiss behind him, and whirled around, his Golden Hoop instantly appearing in his hand. But when Sun Wukong turned around, he unexpectedly saw himself. To be precise, he saw himself in a mirror.

"Hoo," he sighed in relief. It seemed he had been overly tense lately; even seeing his reflection in a mirror had startled him. Suddenly, as if a flash of spiritual light crossed his mind! A mirror? How could there be such a giant mirror in this forest? Could it be, could it be...

Thinking of this, Sun Wukong’s fiery eyes glowed as he exerted their power to the full. His eyes even emitted a ray of golden light, substantial in appearance. However, he discovered nothing amiss. It seemed to be just an ordinary mirror, but by this time, Sun Wukong had already calmed down.

It was impossible for a mirror to appear out of nowhere in this forest for no reason, especially since it hadn’t been there the previous night.

Therefore, there could only be one conclusion. The guardian of the fourth challenge must have appeared, although it was unclear why there was only a mirror without any sign of the person.

Nevertheless, Sun Wukong did not intend to shout out. If the other party wanted an open and honorable battle, they would have shown themselves by now. Judging by the current situation, the opponent was probably another master of assassination.

But even after concentrating for half an hour, there was still no movement from the other side. Looking at his own reflection in the mirror, he couldn’t help but feel ridiculous at the current situation. To be scared to such an extent by a mere mirror? How could the Great Sage Equalling Heaven be so timid?

Gazing at the mirror, Sun Wukong couldn’t help but feel a surge of anger. He swung his Jingu Bang with all his might and smashed it viciously towards the mirror.

At that moment, an unexpected transformation occurred. The Sun Wukong in the mirror had copied the same action, swinging the Golden Hoop to smash it down, but Sun Wukong suddenly noticed that his reflection seemed to give a peculiar smile. Just as Sun Wukong began to doubt his own eyes, the Sun Wukong in the mirror suddenly smashed the Golden Hoop down at an even faster speed.

What was even more eerie was that the Golden Hoop extended from the mirror and, while Sun Wukong’s Golden Hoop was still half a foot from the mirror, it brutally struck Sun Wukong’s body.

Instantly, Sun Wukong was sent flying backward.

In midair, Sun Wukong twisted his body and landed on his feet with a somersault. However, the spot where the Golden Hoop from the mirror struck him was still throbbing with pain.

Sun Wukong wore a grave expression. From that strike, it was clear that his double in the mirror was not only identical in appearance but also matched his speed and power perfectly. Could it be another encounter with a true or false Sun Wukong, or had he unwittingly fallen into an illusory realm?

If it was the former, it was still manageable; a hard-fought battle could potentially defeat the opponent. But if he had already fallen into an illusion technique, that would be terrifying indeed.

Without time to think further, the Sun Wukong in the mirror had already completely stepped out from within. This time, Sun Wukong observed even more carefully. This person was not only identical in appearance but even every expression was exactly like his own. It was almost as if he was facing the Six-Eared Macaque from those years past, or perhaps even slightly more formidable.

Because from the strike just now, the weapon in the other’s hand, if not the Jingu Bang, was not much different.

It seemed the real struggle was finally about to begin.