The tiny figure of the woman against the towering presence of Sun Wukong once again withstands his attack, her demeanor calm and unruffled, though beneath her clothes, her skin petrifies and spreads.

Nu Ba catches one end of the Jingu Bang, and the Drought Law begins to spread in her hand, with countless orange-yellow threads originating from her like spiritual snakes, swiftly climbing toward the other end of the staff.

In just a few breaths, the black and gold giant staff stretching between heaven and earth is enveloped in orange-yellow, radiating a terrifying heat as if it were a red-hot iron rod.

At the other end, the giant ape holding the staff with both hands is emitting black smoke from his hands, on the verge of being fully roasted.

Sun Wukong cannot understand how he encountered such a terrifying existence on this westward journey.

With effort, he lifts the leg that remains unharmed, kicking the staff. The red-hot Jingu Bang flies upward, finally freeing itself from the woman's grasp, spinning in the sky briefly before embedding itself in the earth amidst the mountains, whereupon the ground around it crystallizes from the scorching heat.

It can only be said that the thermal conductivity of metal is too strong!

Unable to use his weapon, Sun Wukong realizes he is no match for the woman. He summons the Somersault Cloud intending to flee toward the sea, but as soon as the cloud forms, a flash of red light from the woman's body evaporates it. Previously injured, Sun Wukong falls heavily to the ground, causing the mountains to shake and the earth to tremble.

Previously endowed with immense endurance and strength, he never faced enemies that could inflict effective damage. Now, one leg is seventy to eighty percent carbonized, and his hands are roasted black, and he lacks the ability to heal them.

The Drought Dao continuously corrodes his Vajra Body. If not for possessing some immortal traits of a Saint, he would likely be finished.

The Law driven into his body by the woman continues to erode his flesh, leaving his Dao Fruit with no ground to resist, relying solely on his physical form to maintain.

Yet as his body is destroyed and regenerated, this cycle brings unimaginable pain to the monkey.

Pain erodes his will, and he can no longer maintain his Divine Skills, reverting to his original form. The monkey's tiger skin skirt is burned away, with hands resembling a pair of roasted chicken claws.

One leg is nothing more than a carbon rod.

As he sees the woman slowly approaching, Sun Wukong ceases to struggle, lacking the strength to do so.

Truly calm now, Wukong begins to reflect on his life and what he pursues.

Is it to make a name for himself in this Primordial world?

It seems not; he originally just wanted to live a long life as a monkey.

Why has his desire become a bottomless pit?

With skills came the desire for better Magical Treasures, with treasures arose the need for more people to fear him, with fame came the pursuit of higher status, and as the Great Sage Equalling Heaven, he sought even more power.

Even after being suppressed under the Five-finger Mountain, he only blamed it on Tathagata's trickery, never realizing it was his excessive desire that led to his downfall.

Greed, hatred, delusion, evil, desire—all these six poisons seemed to accompany him ever since he gained Spiritual Wisdom.

The hardest thing is to see oneself clearly and to admit past mistakes.

This moment, Sun Wukong finally sees his 'Heart Monkey'.

The elevation in his Heart Realm catalyzes a significant boost in Sun Wukong's cultivation, yet the gathered Spiritual Energy is quickly incinerated by the Drought Law. In this Primordial world, there's no such thing as mind over matter; if you can't win, you can't win. Power is the primary theme here.

"Wukong, long time no see, and you've ended up like this?"

The teasing tone felt like a world away, causing Sun Wukong, who was resigned to rest, to jerk into a sit-up, looking incredulously at the one who arrived.

"E-Elder Brother, it's really you?"

The visitor was indeed Nezha, wearing an alternate guise. Sun Wukong still hasn't figured out Nezha's true identity.

"There's time for small talk later, go find your master now."

Nezha grabbed a mass of cloud, placing it under Sun Wukong's behind, and with a whoosh, the new Somersault Cloud whisked Sun Wukong away, leaving only his voice behind.

"Elder Brother, be careful!"

Nezha sighed, unable to avoid involvement this time; the situation had become too unpredictable. Only in the Primordial world do these peculiar individuals always create new dilemmas.

As Sun Wukong departs, the woman does not attack Nezha but continues to stand idly by.

Looking at the woman, Nezha is filled with sympathy, for she is the daughter of his third uncle, the Yellow Emperor.

The Human Clan was weak, willing to use any means to contend with other clans for the position of the world's protagonist.

Weak in their own strength, they borrowed from the Witch Clan, the Demon Clan, Divine beings, Fierce Beasts, Divine Beasts, and even the Demon Clan. As long as power could be obtained, no price was too high; as long as it was useful, there would be no shortage of those who'd follow.

The Human Clan's role as the world's protagonist wasn't bestowed; it was paved by the blood and glory of countless ancestors.

Protected and guided by the faith of countless nameless people, it has arrived at its position today.

Nu Ba, too, was a product of that era, originally the Yellow Emperor's daughter, fusing part of the exposed Drought Dao Law into herself to gain power.

Others cultivated it, she merged with it.

Initially, Nu Ba could suppress the erosion of the Law with her cultivation, but during the Battle of Zhuolu, to help her father defeat Chiyou, she battled against the two Great Witches, the Marquis of Wind and the Master of Rain.

With a Human Clan body, she fought against two Great Witches, forced to awaken the Power of the Great Dao within herself, and upon being severely injured, lost control over the Law.

After the Battle of Zhuolu, the Yellow Emperor had no choice but to exile her to the north.

Did the Yellow Emperor really want that?

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