From the moment I awakened my Martial Spirit, two enormous bronze gates appeared in my mind.
My Martial Spirit evolved into Wukong, and spiritual energy poured from the gates.
Others painstakingly accumulate spiritual essence to break through to the next realm.
I might just take a nap, and my realm breaks through on its own.
Tell me, isn't that infuriating?
But when the strongest being on the continent took away my childhood sweetheart, who was also my wife,
and my family, the one I had grown up with, was reduced to ruins by our enemies,
I finally understood how important strength really was!
I challenged sects! Defeated my enemies! Killed beast gods! Destroyed divine temples!
One opponent after another bowed before me, and all living beings hailed me as their master.
But after I battled through countless hardships and stood at the pinnacle of the world,
I was shocked to realize that I, too, was merely a chess piece in the hands of the gods...
Only then did I understand that I should never have become a god.
What, you say you're a genius?
In my eyes, you're nothing but trash.
You don't believe me?
How about I bring out the Heavenly Dao
and let the two of you compare yourselves?
The Heavenly Dao as my foundation, divinity honed into an edge.
Watch me sweep aside every foe in the world!
