Journey to the West: Sun Wukong's Advice System Chapter 586 - 403: Depths of Distortion and Aura of Doom

"To inhabit the Twisted Realm, even if the Epoch Catastrophe ends and the Myriad Realms perish, one’s existence would still endure," soone enviously said, "And with the capabilities of a God Emperor, as long as he continues on the path, the position of Supre is easily within reach."

And it wasn’t just one or two people who felt this envy; even many Saint Emperors were sowhat tempted by what Blood Fiend had said.

"No! I will complete the fragnted path myself, no destruction no establishnt. When my path is reshaped, no path shall compare!" Pan Gu’s voice was very calm.

However, the deanor contained within his voice astonished everyone.

Especially the Supres, who had not expected Pan Gu to utter such words.

"Ignorant," the Supre of the Blue Waves sowhat mockingly said, "He has no idea what the consequences of a damaged Great Path river are, yet he absurdly thinks he can repair it himself!"

"Perhaps, he might actually be able to do it?" the Origin Supre looked towards Pan Gu, a peculiar gleam flashing in his eyes.

He had lived through two Epochs and had encountered nurous Supres.

Yet, he could not find a single Supre who could be compared to Pan Gu.

The various powerful beings were also taken aback by Pan Gu’s words.

Had he just outright refused?

This refusal wasn’t just about the path, but also about the temptation of eternal life!

At this mont, not just the Supres of the Myriad Realms Epoch, but also those from the ruined Epoch and Secret Forces were casting many curious glances at Pan Gu.

"He has refused the Twisted Realm, could the Twisted Supre beco furious out of humiliation?" soone speculated.

Supres are always concerned about saving face, let alone the Twisted Supre.

Being spurned like this, so form of reaction was necessary.

But the result ultimately disappointed so people.

"In that case, if your Excellency ever changes your mind, the Twisted Realm awaits your esteed arrival at any ti," the voice of Blood Fiend ca.

Such remarks shocked everyone once again.

Was this really the terrifyingly polite Twisted Supre they had heard about? When had he beco so courteous?

Afterward, Blood Fiend mounted his horse and turned around.

"Clack!"

"Clack!"

Under his command, the group of blood-colored soldiers all followed and left.

Following them, the Dark Distortion, as well as the creatures of the Twisted Realm also receded.

Seeing this scene, the various powerful beings breathed a sigh of relief.

It seed that the fifth wave of the Epoch Catastrophe had not descended, it was rely a false alarm.

But now, everyone’s view towards Pan Gu had changed.

To resist a strike from the Twisted Supre solely by himself and then be invited by the Twisted Supre.

This only made the ’God Emperor’s’ identity more mysterious.

"God Emperor, if you have so free ti, you might visit my Dao Realm to discuss and exchange views on the path," invited the Supre of the Dao Realm.

Pan Gu nodded, then put away his Sky-opening Axe and turned to leave.

In this mont, even his arrogance did not seem rude to anyone.

Because he had the right to be proud.

The Supre of the Dao Realm did not stay any longer either and likewise turned to leave.

"If I could have the splendor of the God Emperor, I would die without regrets," a Saint Emperor sighed deeply.

"Why envy a damaged Great Path?" soone said scornfully.

"So, are you saying you can reach the Supre position with a perfect Great Path? I bet you couldn’t reach the height of God Emperor even if you exhausted all your life’s effort," replied soone else.

The scornful person was rendered speechless.

"Followers of Guang Ming, return with to the Western Realm!" Gabriel called out.

Behind him, many Saint Emperors and Saint Kings of the Guang Ming faction returned together.

Then the Dark faction and those from the Eastern Realm all went back to the Vast Wilderness.

Among them were Peak Saint Sovereigns like Xia Feng and Artisan God, who each took a deep look into the endless darkness...

After the powerful beings of the Myriad Realms Epoch returned, movents stirred again in the thick darkness.

This was an area filled with barren terrain, with occasional fragnts of buildings or pieces of worlds drifting by.

Creatures of the Twisted Realm road everywhere, in beastly or human forms.

The Dark Distortion had once conquered many Epochs, and many beings from those Epochs had been corrupted by Dark Distortion, becoming its enslaved servants.

In the darkness, these Twisted creatures did not appear as aggressive as during their attack on the Chaos Myriad Realms.

At this mont, they more resembled aimlessly wandering undead, continuously pacing in the dark.

At a glance, there was no end in sight.

And their strength was uneven.

The weakest were Quasi-Saints, and there were also Saint Kings, Saint Emperors!

"Roar!"

Then, a roaring sound erupted.

Those creatures near the roar quickly dispersed.

The next mont, a huge dragon-like creature burst out from the unrelenting Dark Distortion.

This dragon resembled the dragons of the Vast Wilderness, but it was entirely in a bizarre black color, and its presence was as powerful as the ten beasts that had attacked the Chaos Myriad Re...