Journey to the West: Sun Wukong's Advice System Chapter 660 - 427: Dementia

"This is..." Qu Chen was utterly horrified.

All the powerful entities felt the sa, sowhat scared.

Could it be that the Desolate Ancestor wishes to rge with Liu Ying?

Although what’s left of the Desolate Ancestor now is only a bit of his True Spirit, a fragnt of his soul, this sliver of True Spirit carries all of the Desolate Ancestor’s mories, all his insights into the Great Path, and it also harbors his emotions and true intentions.

If this sliver of True Spirit could be preserved, it’s not an exaggeration to say that its value would absolutely surpass any Chaotic Supre Treasure.

Moreover, generally speaking, existences like the Desolate Ancestor either cannot preserve their True Spirit or pass it on.

But such powerful beings all have their dignity, all have their pride; they would rather let their True Spirit vanish than beco the foundation for soone else’s path to enlightennt or a stepping stone for others.

Yet now, the Desolate Ancestor has abandoned this pride.

"Boy, I see potential in you, and I hope you can uphold my will, allowing the blade in your hand to conquer the Ink Blade, to overco the Epoch Calamity and bring forth a true transcendence to the Epoch!"

And right after these words were spoken, the Desolate Ancestor cast himself into Liu Ying.

"Boom!!"

This roar was even more massive than before, and not only that, endless Guang Hua fell, and endless fighting spirit filled the entire Era of Ruins.

At the sa ti, a Great Path andered, filled with the will to battle.

This Great Path then transford into a stream of light and rged into Xia Feng’s River of Ti.

"Hum!!"

Liu Ying was roaring, crying out long and loud.

The entire Ruins began to crazily surge with the breath of Chaos.

"This mont’s Liu Ying has completely ascended to the ranks of a Chaotic Supre Treasure," a Saint Emperor said.

The battle spear, already comprising extrely precious materials and the will of the battle path, combined with the final rger of the Desolate Ancestor’s True Spirit, ant the blade itself absolutely crushed most other Chaotic Supre Treasures.

In comparison, it’s the blade’s soul that doesn’t quite match up to the blade itself.

However, for the Desolate Ancestor to think highly of it, the blade’s soul naturally possessed infinite potential and endless possibilities.

Looking at Liu Ying in the sky, many Saint Emperors and even Supres displayed looks of envy and even greed.

Liu Ying at this mont was no longer that entity from before that was only comparable to a Chaotic Spirit Treasure; it could now step into the ranks of the top ten Chaotic Supre Treasures of all Epochs.

Even matching the Ink Blade was not impossible.

Most importantly, Liu Ying didn’t have the Ink Blade’s strong backlash.

"It’s useless, Liu Ying has already fused with Xia Feng’s soul. Other than Xia Feng, no one else can wield Liu Ying," the Supre of the Dao Realm declared.

In fact, whether it was he or so other Supres, they had all noticed this point.

The bond between Liu Ying and Xia Feng was simply too deep.

So, other than feeling regret, they had no other way.

But soon, they shifted their gaze to another object.

The Ink Blade!

Even after the Desolate Ancestor cast his True Spirit into Liu Ying, he didn’t say who should control or suppress the Ink Blade, nor what to do with it.

At this mont, the Ink Blade beca the must-have object for the four Supres below.

However, just as Qu Chen and the Origin Supre were about to make a move, wanting to snatch the Ink Blade,

a figure appeared in front of them, blocking their way.

The Lord of Silence.

And another shadow directly rushed toward the Ink Blade.

Wang Jia!

Qu Chen and the Origin Supre imdiately understood the Lord of Silence’s intentions.

They were splitting up to act; clearly, they wanted to claim the Ink Blade for themselves.

The two Supres were unwilling to concede, instantly elevating their aura to the peak and charging toward the Lord of Silence.

Facing the attacks of the two, the Lord of Silence frowned.

Qu Chen was already not much lesser than him, and with the addition of an Origin Supre, he simply couldn’t hold on for long.

But he didn’t need to fend them off for long; in just a mont, Wang Jia had already reached the Ink Blade.

Looking at the Ink Blade, Wang Jia was encompassed by joy.

This kind of Supre Treasure was ultimately going to fall into his hands; this was a great achievent.

He didn’t hesitate and grasped the hilt of the Ink Blade.

But suddenly, an unexpected event occurred.

The mont he grabbed the hilt of the Ink Blade, the battle spear imprint on the Ink Blade sohow dissipated in an instant.

Wang Jia’s heart was abruptly filled with shock, and he wanted to release the Ink Blade.

But he found that he simply couldn’t control his sword-grasping hand, or rather, the Ink Blade had completely restrained his hand.

Imdiately after that, the pulsating black threads on the Ink Blade sward and burrowed into Wang Jia’s body.

All of this happened too fast.

It wasn’t that Wang Jia was too slow to react.

Being a Supre, his defensive asures were certainly not weak.

But the black threads directly breached all his defenses and pervaded his entire body.

The dense Evil Qi assaulted his mind, completely engulfing his consciousness.

At this point, the three combatants simultaneously ceased their actions and turned their gaze to Wang Jia’s current state, each one’s expression drastically changing.

Before they had believed that they, with their Supre status, could surely control the Ink Blade with absolute certainty.

But seeing Wang Jia’s current state...

Earlier, when the Evil Qi struck, all four Supres were fully confident in resisting the Ink Blade’s Evil Qi.

So they thought that even if they took the Ink Blade, there would be no problems.

But now, with the unexpected turn of events, everyone’s expressions changed drastically.

Because Wang Jia was a Supre with two thousand five hundred Dao Divine Patterns, also a strong figure among the Supres.

And now, his mind was controlled by the Ink Blade?

"The imprint of the Desolate Ancestor on the Ink Blade has completely disappeared. There is no longer anything to suppress the Ink Blade; the current Ink Blade is in a state of full release!"