Another Bonus chapter
The cell was quiet.
Wukong sat cross-legged on the cold floor, golden eyes half-lidded as he stared at the layered formations covering the walls. The suppression field pressed down on his body like heavy chains, keeping his Rule of Boundless Metamorphosis locked at a fraction of its true strength. His staff was gone. His aura was sealed. To most Multiversal beings, this kind of cell would have been a long-term cage.
To him, it was just a puzzle that had taken longer than he liked.
He tapped one finger lightly against the floor, feeling the subtle vibrations of the runes. Each pulse carried a different frequency—some designed to suppress raw power, others tuned specifically to interfere with transformation principles. The main array was sophisticated. Whoever designed it had clearly studied Multiversal existences in detail.
