It is late at night at the Yellow River Arctic Scientific Observation Station in the Spitsbergen Islands, Norway, and the time difference with Tianjin is 6 hours.

Here in the Arctic Circle, we can receive 4G signals and even connect to the Internet, but the problem is that ordinary computer equipment has difficulty working for a long time at this temperature, and of course everyone sleeps under the covers and with hot water bottles in their arms at night. Who would want to go online?

The entertainment method of the staff on duty at the Yellow River Station is basically reading. As for Renaissance's live broadcasts and videos, those are high-end content that can only be understood by those who return home on shift, and they can be discussed for months.

However, due to the revival of spiritual energy, many new instruments have been added to the Yellow River Station, including instruments for detecting the concentration of spiritual energy.

Today, two researchers were sitting in the duty room, one reading the comic book "Over My Dead Body: The Human Slaughterer of the Western Jin Dynasty" and the other reading "The Romance of the Three Kingdoms". They sat face to face and looked up from time to time to check on their companions. Although the room was warm, there was no guarantee that their companions would not fall into a coma due to anemia or other reasons. There had to be more than two people on duty because they were afraid that someone would die in the duty room and no one would know.

"The concentration of spiritual energy seems to have been increasing over the past few days."

"Well, it's been five days in a row, and it hasn't come down."

"I heard Ren Neiser is doing a live broadcast these days, will he..."

"It must be related to him. When has the concentration of spiritual energy fluctuated? It's because of him. He is simply a world-class troublemaker."

"It wasn't Renesse who did it. He was just responsible for taking videos of the extraordinary organizations like Asgard, just like a war reporter..."

"It would actually be good if he didn't post the video and we didn't know about it."

"Why?"

"What good is it to know something that you can't influence and can only accept silently, but it goes against your worldview? After so many years of learning knowledge and history, it turns out that it's all just illusions. This feeling is not pleasant."

"Emmmm...Lu Xun once said: Lightning split open the fog that had shrouded it for a thousand years, but you are blaming the thunder."

"Thunder? The Thunder are ranked last this season. Shouldn't they be blamed?"

Talking nonsense is also an important part of the duty. The gradually shortening daylight hours in the Arctic Circle bring a great sense of depression to people. Although there are auroras to see, it’s just the same thing after seeing them too much.

Life is so hard, it's hard to maintain mental health without chatting about stupid things with your friends.

At this moment, the spiritual energy detector made a "bi" sound. They looked over and found that the spiritual energy concentration suddenly increased by 50%!

Such a fluctuation range can be considered very large. The concentration of spiritual energy only increased by 10% in the past few days, but now it has suddenly soared by 50%, which is almost twice the concentration of spiritual energy 6 days ago!

"what happen"

The next second, they saw the concentration of spiritual energy gradually drop again, and finally dropped back to 115% of the previous stable value. The two were stunned, and immediately reacted: "A spiritual vein has opened nearby!?"

When the Immortal Palace messenger opened the world's spiritual veins, although the governments of various countries failed to obtain the method of opening the spiritual veins from the Immortal Palace messenger, they were not without gain. For example, when the spiritual vein is opened, the concentration of spiritual energy in the areas close to the spiritual vein will suddenly soar, and then quickly fall back.

Since the Yellow River Station has an aura detector, the relevant knowledge and information is naturally made into a manual for scientific researchers to study.

The two people who discovered this phenomenon did not dare to delay and prepared to report to the stationmaster.

At this moment, they heard the sudden sound of ice exploding in the distance!

The two were startled and immediately pressed the alarm to notify everyone in the station to get up. Then they ran to the observation post on the second floor and saw white mist exploding on the ice in the distance under the starry night decorated with aurora ribbons.

The location of the Yellow River Station is naturally a relatively safe place. If it is not safe, if there is a blizzard and the ice breaks, you can only burn your life and write a suicide note. Theoretically, the area near the Yellow River Station is also relatively safe, and it is impossible for such a large area of ​​ice to burst.

Two researchers picked up the telescope on the second floor, and one of them said hesitantly, "Is there... a hint of golden light in the fog?"

"It seems so... and there's fire!"

The white mist in the distance suddenly dispersed like a whirlwind, and a smear of red flames gathered into a nimble figure. It was wearing cloud boots, a red robe on its back, golden armor, and holding an iron rod.

It tilted its head, its pointed mouth, shrunken cheeks, fangs, and yellow hair and round head appeared in the telescopes of the two researchers. They saw it, but its pupils flashing with golden flames also saw them!

The burning gaze was like a sharp sword, piercing them so much that they quickly closed their eyes.

"Yes, it's the Monkey King of Asgard who defeated the Federation's number one man, Angel Zach!?"

"How did it appear here? What is it doing here? Could it be that the spiritual energy reaction just now was caused by it again..."

At this moment, a shrill voice resounded throughout the Arctic Circle, and even the howling cold wind could not stop it:

"Ha, this job is perfect for me, Old Sun!"

The two looked over and saw the Monkey King stomping heavily on the ice. A cloud of fire bloomed on the spot and carried it vertically into the sky!

It was seen flying higher and higher, and farther and farther away, but its shrill and heroic laughter never stopped, as if the polar cold wind could not freeze its fiery emotions, making people yearn for it.

"Open the door for Old Sun!"

A shocking sound of iron swords rang out in the sky, shaking the clouds in the Arctic. Even the people at the Yellow River Station, who were a long distance away, had tinnitus in their ears!

The stationmaster covered his ears and ran up to the second floor. He saw two men standing in front of the window with binoculars. He asked anxiously, "What happened? Why is it so loud?"

They pointed outside blankly, their jaws almost dropping.

The webmaster turned around and looked over, his jaw dropping.

In the distant sky, I saw a huge golden gate standing above the clouds emitting white light, and the gate was slowly opening, revealing a gap.

At this time, the researchers murmured, "The Monkey King... is going to heaven again?"

"Are they attacking Heaven?!"

"Wait, that's the North Pole, maybe it's playing Norse mythology."

"Greek pantheons are also possible."

“Why not the Pure Land?”

"You are all talking nonsense. The last time the Monkey King went to heaven, he took the South Gate of Heaven. This time he went to the North Pole through the North Gate of Heaven. It is normal to change the route."

"I don't care. I just want to watch the Monkey King and Erlang Shen wrestle."

After the golden chess pieces and cards disappeared, a brand new card slowly emerged in the air, named: "Above All Living Things".

The card shows the Monkey King in action.

The blue-haired girl in the cloak also calmed down her surprised expression, looked at the card for a while, and said, "Living beings yearn to do whatever they want, yearn to be superior to others, and even to the point of vainly considering their own hearts as the heart of heaven, longing for the world to love them, and believing that the world should exist for them.

This is the original driving force of living things, self-identification, but if it is expressed outwardly without restraint, it becomes arrogance.

Arrogance floats above the clouds, looking down on all living beings, regarding all things as ants and oneself as the master.

The arrogance that will soon rule the world,

The arrogance that will soon seduce the world,

Will bind the arrogance of the world,

About to fall into the madness of arrogance,

Can it be killed in advance?"

The Supreme Being: "Good."

"It turns out that the Supreme Being had already made arrangements. He previously sent the Monkey King to open the spiritual veins. Now that he knows fate, he sends the Monkey King to destroy the Heavenly Palace!"

"The myth reappears!"

"Is the Monkey King's legacy specifically designed to defeat high-altitude objects? Do I need to pray to the Monkey King for protection when I take a plane in the future?"

"It's terrible. It turns out that the spiritual veins were opened before in order to train new-era disciples of the Immortal Palace so that they can be put to use here!"

"Coach, I want to join the Fairy Palace. I am very good. I can do everything that monkeys can do. I can also do sexual positions that monkeys cannot do..."

"Don't ask, the coach wants to too."

After taking a look at the barrage, Ren Suo's face turned slightly red. He did not expect that the boss of the Road of Destiny chosen by the Spirit of Devouring the World would happen to be the incarnation of Heaven, the source of arrogance and chaos!

Maybe it’s not heaven, but judging by the introduction of the blue-haired girl in the cloak and the appearance of the building, there must be gods inside.

However, he was now unable to control the Spirit of Devouring the World. Like the audience in the live broadcast room, he could only watch as the Monkey King knocked open the gate of heaven with a stick and stepped into the heavenly palace with singing birds, blooming flowers, and beautiful buildings.

It seemed that because they had just transformed, everything in the Heavenly Palace was a little blurry, even the enemy's heavenly soldiers and generals had just appeared. However, in the eyes of those who were not aware of the situation, this scene was almost natural: the Heavenly Palace should be full of fog, and the way the heavenly soldiers and generals appeared should be like clouds and mist, teleporting!

However, the enemies that appeared were beyond everyone's expectations. There were more than ten enemies in the first wave, with skin colors covering the five oceans and seven continents, and their appearance and clothing were completely different.

"Seraphim!?"

"This blue flame armor, this sword... could it be Susanoo of Fanying?"

"The hammer flashing with lightning is Thor!"

"This loincloth and this helmet look like a Greek god, but I can't recognize them..."

Gods from myths all over the place appeared one after another, floating in the air with all kinds of weapons in their hands, or uncorrupted but awe-inspiring. All of them squinted their eyes and looked at the Monkey King with great disdain, or even looked at him directly through their noses.

Although they were not tall, for some reason their aura was overwhelming, like an abyss or a prison. Even through the screen, Ren Suo felt that he could hardly breathe, and he didn't dare to breathe, as if he had become a child who had done something wrong and was waiting to be punished by his parents!

The live broadcast room was clean and there was no screen.

All the audience were stunned by the aura of these gods!

This is the arrogance accumulated by mankind. They rise to the clouds and become gods, they regard themselves as rulers, regard all living beings as ants, and dominate the fate, life and death of all things!

A middle-aged man in a black robe looked at the Monkey King and shouted, "Kneel down and beg for mercy. I will forgive your sin of disrespecting the gods and grant you an intact body!"

The sound was so loud, like rolling thunder, rumbling continuously. The Monkey King was not hurt, but Ren Suo's body softened and he almost fell down.

If it weren't for the help of the binding thread, he would have dropped the handle.

At this time, the Monkey King laughed, breaking the suffocating atmosphere: "Haha."

"I, Old Sun, like to attack those scum who think they are powerful. A bunch of ghosts and monsters dare to call themselves gods? Pah!"

The Monkey King spat a mouthful of thick phlegm on the jade floor, then stepped heavily on it, rubbed it, tilted his head and glanced at the gods: "You are in heaven, but you have polluted my eyes. I will make you... vanish into thin air!"