Looking at the corpse of the large python not far away and the other python twitching beside it, Sun Wukong suddenly felt a bit dazed. From life to death, and then from death to life, such huge ups and downs are not sothing ordinary people can withstand. Just as Sun Wukong was sowhat in a trance, a person suddenly appeared next to the python that was still twitching.
Sun Wukong watched as the person huffed and puffed, attacking the twitching python on the ground with a pair of pale blue ring-shaped weapons. Rubbing his eyes, Sun Wukong suddenly saw clearly, the special weapons and the sky full of ice flowers blossoming with each strike were actually Xi Zhao’s.
So, he was also alright, thank goodness, seeing him appear at this ti, he must have been saved by this person too.
The mont he thought of the person who had saved him, Sun Wukong suddenly looked up and saw a sharply defined and very handso face. Judging by his age, he should be around thirty, but the more Sun Wukong looked, the more familiar he felt. This appearance, it seed like he had seen it sowhere before.
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Handso in appearance, wearing a green robe, Sun Wukong’s gaze continued to scrutinize as he contemplated, then suddenly, his gaze fixed on the person’s waist.
A small bronze bell! And then, a figure erged in Sun Wukong’s mind! This appearance, green robe, and the bell, could this person be Six-Eared Macaque’s master?
In an instant, Sun Wukong was extrely excited, not caring about his injuries, he stood up straight and grabbed the person’s shoulders. Because the injuries were too severe, Sun Wukong was nearly trembling all over, and as soon as he opened his mouth, another mouthful of reverse-flow blood ca out.
"Six-Eared, where is the Six-Eared Macaque? Since you are here, then where is Six-Eared?"
Hearing Sun Wukong’s voice, Xi Zhao, who was busy beating up the python, ca over as well.
"Are you Sun Wukong?"
The calm voice yet carried supre authority, a kind of deanor only soone long in a superior position could possess, and also a form of dominance.
As if sensing sothing, Sun Wukong let go of the hands he was holding onto the person with, but as soon as he let go, his body started to fall backwards. At that mont, Xi Zhao quickly stepped forward to catch Sun Wukong.
"Yes, I am Sun Wukong, who are you? You are not the Six-Eared Macaque’s master!"
When Sun Wukong gave a positive response, the person seed to exhale in relief. Then he said, "Xi Zhao, take out that python’s Soul Bead, one each for both of you, and absorb it quickly."
After speaking, he did not bother with Sun Wukong’s questions and sat down cross-legged, closing his eyes as if feeling sothing. Watching this person, Sun Wukong knew that even if he asked further there would be no result. So, with Xi Zhao’s help, he also slowly sat down, then Xi Zhao ran to the dead python, and from its vital point, he retrieved a Soul Bead the size of a human head.
But when he reached the other python, he smiled wryly and looked towards the mysterious Supre being.
The Supre being didn’t even open his eyes, just pointed a finger, and the struggling python instantly died. Then Xi Zhao took another, slightly larger, Soul Bead from the wound.
Placing the slightly larger Soul Bead on the lap of Sun Wukong, who had seated himself in the lotus position, he took the other bead and walked to the side to start absorbing while sitting cross-legged.
Looking doubtfully at the Supre being, Sun Wukong didn’t think too much and began to absorb the Soul Bead’s power as ti was of the essence. Sun Wukong was currently at the mid-stage of the Five Patterns, but this Soul Bead belonged to an Eight Patterns Supre Soul Beast, and the enormous Soul Power contained within it stunned Sun Wukong for a mont, unsure of how to begin.
However, considering that there were no cultivation restrictions in this Soul World, and that he was not afraid of being blown apart by the energy, he steeled himself and bit directly into the human-head-sized Soul Bead. Then, Sun Wukong felt a surge of wild yet very sinister Soul Energy madly crashing into his body.
Soon, Sun Wukong felt a surge of intense pain within his body. At that mont, a very majestic bell sound suddenly rang in his ears. Amidst the intense pain, Sun Wukong barely lifted his head and saw an ancient Azure Great Clock beside the Supre being seemingly being struck by an invisible force, producing wave after wave of lingering bell sound.
To Sun Wukong’s delight, with the ringing of the bell, the pain in his body slowly faded away. It felt as if the bell sound was purifying the Soul Bead’s energy.
"Fully absorb, there’s not much ti left." Amidst the echoes of the bell, Sun Wukong and Xi Zhao heard the words of the Supre being, and so they both focused entirely, voraciously devouring the pure Soul Energy. After the bell’s purifying wash, the Soul Bead turned into pure energy, without a speck of impurity, making it very convenient to absorb.
Soon, both Sun Wukong and Xi Zhao’s strengths increased rapidly, until, at so critical point, Sun Wukong first advanced to Six Patterns. A ray of light passed from the endless horizon and directly entered Sun Wukong’s forehead.
After the light disappeared, the palm of Sun Wukong’s right hand quietly revealed an ancient "Zhen" character, but Sun Wukong, who was fully engrossed in absorbing energy, did not notice.
However, after the two had completely absorbed the two Soul Beads, Xi Zhao did not advance, but stayed at the peak of Six Patterns. At that ti, Sun Wukong had reached mid-stage Six Patterns.
Seeing Xi Zhao appearing sowhat perplexed, the Supre being waved his hand and the Azure Great Clock suddenly transford into a stream of light that hung at the Supre being’s waist.
"Advancing from Six Patterns to Seven Patterns is not that easy. There’s no ti, quickly follow ."
Speaking, he simply swept his great sleeve, engulfing Sun Wukong and Xi Zhao, and then they shot up into the sky.
Sun Wukong and Xi Zhao hadn’t even had the chance to react when they were already flying high. Of course, it was the Supre being who was carrying them with his imnse power.
Co to think of it, this was the first ti the two of them had flown in this world, but it didn’t feel any different. However, the sensation of flight made Sun Wukong even more determined to beco stronger.
Just a mont after the three of them had left, four figures suddenly appeared at the place where they had just been. Yes, figures, three n and one woman, all of whom were extrely handso. After appearing, they first looked at the two large pythons on the ground, then walked around and looked up at the sa ti.
"Hmph, lucky for him he’s fast. Damn it, my two big snakes are just dead like that."
"Who told you not to watch them properly? Two with Eight Patterns, that’s going to hurt for a while. Well, the people have run away, everyone, disperse."
The one speaking was the beautiful woman dressed in red. Afterwards, she suddenly transford into a butterfly and disappeared as her wings flapped.
Watching the woman fly away, the remaining three exchanged glances and also dispersed one after another.
Following the Supre being, they flew for an entire day and night! It wasn’t until the early morning of the next day that the Supre being finally slowed down, and Sun Wukong knew they must be close. Throughout the journey, the three of them hadn’t spoken a word. Neither Sun Wukong nor Xi Zhao asked where they were going or who the person was, and it seed that he had no intention of explaining.
Soon enough, after flying over another large mountain, Sun Wukong and Xi Zhao were shocked by the scene in front of them. They had just flown over the mountain, expecting more mountains or trees, but what they saw was a mountain that had been cut in half.
To be precise, it was an originally steep mountain whose top had been shaved off near the summit. And on that half-mountain with the removed peak, there was an enormous square castle. The castle was high in the sky and seed to be shaped like the Chinese character "回," likely divided into an Outer City and Inner City.
What an incredible feat, to shave a mountain into a fortress! How powerful was the lord of this castle?
While Sun Wukong and Xi Zhao were still in awe, the three of them gently landed on the giant ancient city built on the mountainside. From a distance, it had been a shock, but up close, it was downright terrifying. When the three landed at the city gate, Sun Wukong and Xi Zhao realized the city was truly colossal.
The walls were a hundred ters high, and the gates were extrely large. It looked as though it was built for giants. As the three descended, the soldiers guarding the gate parted automatically to both sides while shouting in unison, "Welco Deputy City Lord back to the city!"
Their neat shouts and awe-inspiring presence left both Sun Wukong and Xi Zhao thoroughly startled.
"Send soone to inform the City Lord. I’ve brought Sun Wukong back."
"Yes!"
A soldier, receiving his orders, hurried into the city. Watching his speed, Sun Wukong realized that all the soldiers guarding the city were Five Patterns Saints!
"From now on, this Demon War City will be your ho. Follow into the city!"
For so reason, Sun Wukong could feel a hint of helplessness and age-weariness in the words of the previously majestic Supre being, as well as a sense of a burden lifted.
As Sun Wukong pondered, suddenly a warm and instinctively trustworthy voice ca to them.
"Haha, Taiyi, well done as always, my good brother indeed. You really found him. Haha. Sun Wukong, right? I’ve been waiting for you for a long ti!"
Hearing this voice, Sun Wukong suddenly froze, his heart imdiately filling with great waves of astonishnt.
Did that voice just call him Taiyi? Taiyi? Could it be that he is the monarch of the Demon Clan, Donghuang Taiyi? Then who would the owner of this voice be? To call Donghuang Taiyi a brother, could it be, could it really be the Demon Emperor Di Jun?
What’s going on here? How co they are here?
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