Journey to the West: Sun Wukong's Advice System Chapter 552 - 387: Killing in Front of the Supreme

"Supre!" the War God exclaid in a frenzy of delight.

If the Supre has arrived, then these Ancestral Witches stand no chance of claiming his life!

"You may stand down!" commanded the Supre of Light.

The War God imdiately prepared to retreat to the side.

But just at that mont, another roar could be heard.

"Roar!"

Where Pan Gu’s true form was, in the chaos, all the Blood Fiend’s Qi gathered towards it.

The next mont, the giant’s form swelled once more, now as vast as a top-tier major world.

This couldn’t help but make one wonder if the giant had any connection to that Epoch of giants.

Indeed, many had already begun investigating matters related to that Epoch, seeking traces and clues.

Hong Jun chuckled, "The Twelve Ancestral Witches were born in the Vast Wilderness, rging with the turbid Qi of the earth, which is the foundation for constructing Pan Gu’s true form.

Now, they have gathered all the Evil Qi and murderous aura from chaos, possessing even greater strength.

If I’m not mistaken, the Witches even briefly possess power that can rival the Supre!"

"Twelve Du Tian Shen Sha Great Array, this ti your Witch Clan is in the spotlight; my Demon Clan will certainly not show weakness," Di Jun declared solemnly from within the Fla Realm.

If this task were assigned to the Demon Clan, he believed they would perform no worse than the Witch Clan.

"This Formation, gathering the power of twelve Law Incarnations, was already infinitely close to the Supre level, and now..." The Realm Lord of Formation was at a loss for words.

Even his most powerful formation technique could not create such a spectacle or wield such strength.

This power...

"Hmm?" the Supre of Light frowned.

He was already very angry that his plan hadn’t succeeded.

In fact, from the mont he appeared, he hadn’t planned to stay long, considering the great risks.

Not to ntion whether the Chaotic Martial Ancestor would appear, the Supres of the Myriad Realms Epoch would prevent him from taking action.

But how dare these ants lay their hands on him?

Powerhouses from all sides noticed this scene as well.

With Pan Gu’s true form, now surging with blood-red patterns, he once again lifted his axe.

This axe was even sharper and more oppressive than before.

Without waiting for anyone to think, the axe fell.

Boom!!!

This strike raised waves in the chaotic universe.

This strike also shook the entire Myriad Realms Epoch.

Most importantly, this strike was directed at the Supre of Light.

This giant... dared to attack a Supre?

All the powerhouses were shocked at this mont!

At this mont, the Supre of Light also raised his hand, pointing with a gesture that unleashed the pure light, surging like a tidal wave.

In comparison to the light domain previously conjured by the War God and others using the primordial source of the Supre of Light, this light was even more dazzling.

Light erged, driving all evil away.

Even a casual blow could raise boundless storms, even piercing through chaos.

This is the Supre!

"This guy Guang Ming has so deep reserves, he’s grasped at least two thousand Divine Patterns!" said the Supre of the Blue Waves.

As he spoke, he felt slightly resentful because amongst all the Supres of the Myriad Realms, he was the weakest.

As the Supre of Light’s strike descended, the Supre of the Dao Realm also waved his hand.

However, he wasn’t trying to stop the Supre of Light, but rather, he drew a barrier with lightning speed to enclose the battlefield.

Because he knew the clash of these two attacks would bring great calamity to chaos!

Boom!

In an instant, the axe blade collided with the finger of the Supre of Light.

The light purified the axe blade, while the axe blade ceaselessly purified the light!

Suddenly, a powerful force swept through, and thankfully, the Supre of the Dao Realm intervened; otherwise, the entire chaos would have been affected.

At this mont, many powerhouses had already lost sight of the battlefield.

When it finally cald down, they saw two silhouettes still opposing each other.

The axe in Pan Gu’s true form had already fallen.

But soone noticed, next to the Supre of Light, a strand of silver hair was falling.

Not only that, there appeared a fine scratch on the face of the Supre of Light!

Whoosh!

At this mont, the entire chaos erupted, with everyone in shock and disbelief!

Though it was just a strand of hair that was cut and the fine wound healed quickly.

But that didn’t change the fact that the Supre of Light was injured!

A Supre, wounded by a group of Saint Emperors!

"Look closer, next to the Supre of Light..."

At these words, everyone sharply inhaled in shock.

The War God!

What about the War God who was beside the Supre of Light?

Where had he gone?

"That strike from the axe, its main purpose was to kill the War God..." said a Saint Emperor.

Hiss—

The crowd took another sharp breath.

Even though it was just a casual blow from the Supre of Light, how could a blow from a Supre be easy to catch?

Most importantly, could that giant actually kill the War God under the protection of the Supre?

This surely ans that the giant could be comparable to the Supre Realm?

A single formation, twelve Saint Emperors, able to rival the Supre?

Such a thought would be inconceivable in the past.

A Supre is only one realm above a Saint Emperor.

Yet for a Supre to strike down a Saint Emperor is as easy as squashing an ant.

Why is the Liquor Sword Immortal rembered and called the strongest Saint Emperor?

Because in the past, the Liquor Sword Immortal could take a hit from a Supre, could escape from under the hands of a Supre.

However, even the Liquor Sword Immortal was unable to shake a Supre, let alone kill under the Supre’s very eyes!

"Seeking death!!" The anger in the eyes of the Supre of Light soared instantly.

Twice!

Twice now!

Last ti it was the bell that killed Michael.

Though last ti he only sent an incarnation, and that bell indeed had the power to suppress a Supre.

But this ti it was just a group of Saint Emperor ants forming a formation, and they made a fool of him?