Journey to the West: Sun Wukong's Advice System Chapter 598 - 408: Shen Gongbao’s Opportunity and the Hundre

The Ark of Salvation reappeared, no longer as magnificent and vast as before, it appeared extrely dilapidated.

Setting aside those scars, even in the middle of the ship’s body, a very obvious huge crack had ford that seed like one more crack deeper, and this giant ship would be snapped into two.

However dilapidated the giant ship was, the awe it commanded remained undiminished and still shook hearts.

From this, one could also see how fierce the battle had been for such a war fortress to be so severely damaged.

"Nearly ten epochs later, the Ark of Salvation reappeared in the world. Yet, in the new epoch, not a single artisan from the Hundred Arts Epoch can be found. Could this be the punishnt destined for our Hundred Arts Epoch?"

While everyone was still imrsed in the grandeur and sorrow of the Ark, a figure appeared at the prow of the ship.

This figure was sowhat strange, humanoid in shape, yet not a living being, but rather a chanical puppet!

At this mont, many Supres felt an aura from the chanical puppet that was not weaker than that of a Supre.

However, the chanical puppet’s condition was not very good, missing its right arm, and it had even lost one of its eyes.

"May I ask who you are..." a Supre approached and asked.

"I am an artifact created by the artisans of the Hundred Arts Epoch, you may call Ark!" the chanical puppet fluidly responded.

The Supres were slightly shocked, as Ark for a na, it might indeed be the core of the Ark, sothing akin to a spirit of the vessel.

No wonder its aura was so powerful.

The Ark said, "My Hundred Arts Epoch excelled at mastering nurous arts and was able to abandon all else and devote itself to these arts, attempting with external forms, to peer into the Great Path, and withstand the Epoch’s calamity.

But in the end, it failed, leaving only a broken Ark of Salvation and the broken !"

Though he was a man-made creation, everyone could see that he had his own consciousness, and his words were clearly filled with deep lancholia.

He was certainly unable to let go of the demise of the Hundred Arts Epoch.

At this mont, he appeared to be imrsed in the glory of the bygone Hundred Arts Epoch.

After a while, Ark spoke again: "I have detected that the current Myriad Realms Epoch is the eighteenth epoch of the chaotic universe, and also the last.

The relics of the Hundred Arts Epoch have appeared in order to enhance the strength of the chaotic Myriad Realms.

I will open the Ark, and what opportunities you can get will depend on yourselves."

He was very candid; with no one from the Hundred Arts Epoch remaining, keeping the Ark of Salvation served no purpose, and moreover...

Qu Chen asked, "Lord Ark, I have a question: is the final control of the Ark of Salvation in the hands of the person who controls the core inheritance of the Hundred Arts Epoch?"

The Ark said, "Correct, the core’s choice is mainly focused on mastering the Hundred Arts, those proficient in them may co and try!"

Upon finishing, the ship, comparable to a Supre World, slowly swayed, and an endless aura of chaos began converging towards it.

The minor scars on the ship started to heal in that very mont?

Not only that, with so filling of the Primordial Source, the larger scars were also slowly repairing.

At this mont, everybody was astonished!

"Is the Ark of Salvation repairing itself? It actually possesses such self-healing ability? Doesn’t this an that if one is willing to pay the price, they can repair the broken Ark?"

"The Ark of Salvation is the zenith creation of the Hundred Arts Epoch, even Supres would not dare to be disrespectful. Most importantly, I heard that once one becos the master of the Ark, no matter the strength, one would be able to control the Ark and wield its mighty powers!"

"Wow!"

Everyone boiled with excitent.

The Ark’s trait of ignoring cultivation level stirred envy.

Even a Saint King or a Sovereign possessing the power to annihilate a Supre sounded thrilling.

Then, accompanied by a shake, the Ark of Salvation radiated a faint light.

"Opportunity and danger coexist."

"The Ark carried the hopes of the Hundred Arts Epoch, and although it ultimately perished, it also left a thick mark in the river of ti."

"Those who wish to inherit the Ark of Salvation must also shoulder the heavy responsibility of the Hundred Arts Epoch!"

The Ark’s voice faded and his figure slowly dissipated.

The next mont, countless figures rushed towards the Ark of Salvation.

Among them, the vast majority were masters of the Hundred Arts.

The Myriad Realms Epoch, Epoch of Decay, Secret Forces, various powerful beings sward towards it.

Who would want to miss such a creation?

Among those figures, there were also Supres.

But among any group of Supres, there was none who had mastered the Hundred Arts.

However, having lived through countless ages, they had more or less dabbled in so techniques and knowledge of the Hundred Arts.

They also wanted to try, they also wanted the Ark of Salvation.

Especially the Supre of the Blue Waves, who could hardly contain himself any longer.

He had always been known as the weakest Supre, mastering the least number of Divine Patterns.

Whether among the Supres or so Peak Holy Sovereigns, he was always the one being compared.

That’s why the Supre of the Blue Waves always maintained his dignity with his fierce actions.

Supres need to comprehend Divine Patterns to enhance their realm.

The Supre of the Blue Waves had spent countless years, but had not made much progress.

However, the appearance of the Ark of Salvation has given him hope again.

If he could control the Ark, he was willing to give everything to completely repair the Ark.

With that weapon under his control, he would be the strongest Supre!