Journey to the West: Sun Wukong's Advice System Chapter 613 - 412: Return and Guardianship2

"The compatibility of this dragon body with my Void Swallowing Path has reached ninety percent," the Ancestor of the Primordial Beginning eyes emitted a divine light, "Originally, it should have been completely transford into a Void Swallowing Form for the True Spirit to attach."

But now... ti is running out."

With another wave of his hand, the dragon body seed to co to life.

"Roar!"

A roar rose, echoing throughout the entire hall.

Imdiately after, one rune after another, or rather Divine Patterns, gathered on the dragon body at a rapid pace, from the dragon head to the dragon tail, Divine Patterns circulated.

The number of these Great Path Divine Patterns was at least over two thousand five hundred.

"Boom!"

As the Divine Patterns congregated, the aura of the dragon body also began to feel ethereal and elusive.

The massive physique seed to exist between nothingness and reality, constantly transforming.

Then, a silver-white luminous pearl was spat out by the Ancestor of the Primordial Beginning,

At the sa ti, a stream of light burst forth from his withered body, directly entering the dragon body.

"Yin——"

This dragon chant penetrated the world where the Secret Forces resided.

Every Supre of the Secret Forces was shocked, followed by an expression of extre fervor on their faces.

"The Master has broken free!"

Those Supres were the most faithful followers of the Ancestor of the Primordial Beginning.

They worshipped him, believing that he could lead them to transcendence, allowing them to no longer be disturbed by Epoch Calamities, no longer facing the crisis of extinction.

All those who stood against the Ancestor of the Primordial Beginning were stumbling blocks on their immortal path, needing to be completely erased.

Now that the Ancestor of the Primordial Beginning had broken free, their confidence surged.

"The Master, has broken free?" Wang Bing whispered softly.

"No," the Master of the Tower of Ti said, "Qing Lan, in concert with the Chaos Rules, has sealed off the Master’s Primordial Source; it won’t be so easy for him to break free.

Although he has now obtained a body that is highly compatible, to the Master, it is still just an avatar at this mont.

Only when that body is completely transford into the Void Swallowing Form will the Master truly resurrect from it.

Now this matter is not for us to consider; what we must do is wait for the appearance of the ruins of the Ancient God Epoch."

"The Ancient God Epoch is the fourth epoch in the past epochs, counted as a comparatively ancient existence," Wang Bing said doubtfully, "but the texts and legends left by the Ancient God Epoch are extrely rare,

even the Hundred Refinents Epoch has so inheritance left behind, yet the Ancient God Epoch seems to have been completely erased.

Why is this so?"

As a Supre of the Secret Forces, she had studied past epochs.

Even the Origin Epoch, known as the inception of all epochs, has so legends and information left behind,

but in this case, the Ancient God Epoch is the most special, inexplicably leaving behind no inheritance at all.

In the long passage of ti, all that remains is a legend of the Ancient God Epoch nearly transcending.

And this alone is enough to shock one’s core.

"Although I did not live through the Ancient God Epoch, I had learned from the Master that the Ancient God Epoch was an epoch even more troubleso than the Origin Epoch," said the Master of the Tower of Ti.

Hearing this, Wang Bing furrowed her brows.

Troubleso? What does that an?

The Master of the Tower of Ti continued, "The overall strength of the Ancient God Epoch might not surpass that of the Origin Epoch, but the ancient gods of that epoch were considered by the Master to be his equals.

The Master had once lanted that if it weren’t for a miscalculation by the ancient gods, the Ancient God Epoch might have transcended and ascended to the Great Path."

At this mont, Wang Bing’s heart was once again swept with waves of astonishnt.

How powerful the Master was, she had so understanding.

In her view, even if all the Supres of the world were to unite, they would not asure up to the Master.

And the ancient gods, they could be treated as equals by the Master?

"Therefore, the Master is more concerned about the appearance of the ruins of the Ancient God Epoch than about the Ark of Salvation."

...

The Dao Realm of the Myriad Realms, Dao Realm.

When the Ancestor of the Primordial Beginning integrated those Great Path Divine Patterns into the dragon body, the Supre of the Dao Realm also seed to sense sothing.

His expression darkened slightly, "Sure enough, plans cannot keep up with changes, all plans have shifted. But no matter, everything must be set right in the end."

In the core hall of the Dark Realm.

Qing Lan stood in the hall, a figure stepped in slowly.

Attired in a black robe, with an indiscernible face.

It appeared to be the Supre of Darkness.

"In the end, you still chose him," the Supre of Darkness said.

"Other than him, there is no better choice, he is my last hope," Qing Lan responded without turning around, "you should know the purpose of my existence."

"I know, you are driven by revenge. Without hatred, you wouldn’t have co this far," he said as the shroud of darkness cloaking the Supre of Darkness began to dissipate.

All who saw the Supre of Darkness knew that he had never revealed his face to anyone, not even to other Supres.

Even the Supre of the Dao Realm did not know.

But now, as the darkness faded away, the countenance of a young and handso face appeared before Qing Lan.

The Supre of Darkness, in the eyes of all, was cold, murderous, and untouchable.

Otherwise, the Dark Realm would not have terrorized so many.

But after the Supre of Darkness revealed his face, it is unlikely that anyone could associate this warm countenance with him.

When the smile brightened, it was full of brilliance.

"Didn’t I tell you not to show that face in front of ?" Qing Lan’s voice now carried a hint of anger.

It appeared that the Supre of Darkness had violated one of her taboos.

"Xiao Lan, what am I to you in your eyes? A substitute, or just your tool?" the Supre of Darkness still smiled.