Journey to the West: Sun Wukong's Advice System Chapter 684 - 439: Illusory?

As the top genius of the Traceless Epoch, Hen Dao sought the help of all Supres, even going so far as to betray himself and pleading with the Ancestor of the Primordial Beginning to extend his path.

But even the Ancestor of the Primordial Beginning couldn’t help with such a matter.

From then on, his heart was filled with hatred and resentnt.

He had been the pride of the Epoch, with a ninety or even hundred percent chance of becoming a Supre.

The severance of his path in the Great Path led to his complete transformation into darkness.

In the end, he disappeared.

When he reappeared, he had abandoned his original na and renad himself Hen Dao.

And the Traceless Epoch t with its apocalyptic catastrophe.

Bearing the Dark Distortion, Hen Dao’s power surged, even his severed path in the Great Path was extended, and he beca so formidable that he could even surpass the strongest Supre of the Traceless Epoch.

Hen Dao, originally belonging to the Traceless Epoch, ultimately led the twisted beings, completely tearing apart the Traceless Epoch and burying it in the endless Dark Distortion.

He always felt that it was the Primordial Source of the Epoch that could not contain him.

The grudge of a severed path must be avenged!

After living through several Epochs, Hen Dao had grown completely powerful.

Now, he is the first among the Twisted Supres.

So speculate that Hen Dao’s power might be able to rival that of the Ancestor of the Primordial Beginning in his pri.

"Twisted Realm, I can make an exception to let you settle here, but you must follow the rules here!"

Hen Dao’s voice was hoarse, and his words seed to be laced with boundless resentnt.

"Rules? I am the rules," scoffed the Ancestor of the Primordial Beginning.

His aura surged towards Hen Dao with crushing force.

Hen Dao, obviously not one to be indulged, manifested a river glowing with ghastly black light behind him when the Ancestor’s overbearing aura bore down upon him.

That river was filled with Dark Distortion.

Roiling and surging.

The Ancestor’s oppressive force was like a clay oxen entering the sea, joining the river without causing a single ripple.

anwhile, the Dark Distortion, which had been previously pushed back by the Secret Forces of the world, seed to have found its backing, and marched unceasingly towards the Ancestor.

However, faced with the engulfing Dark Distortion, the Ancestor of the Primordial Beginning didn’t retreat a step, instead, he smiled.

"Do you think if I were gone, you could rescue your Supre Lord? Or do you think with your Dark Distortion, you could contend against Ancestors like Chu Ming, Qing Lan, and the suddenly erged Chaos Martial Ancestor?"

As the Ancestor of the Primordial Beginning finished speaking, the advancing Dark Distortion halted its march, not moving an inch further.

"I’m not certain about the others, back then, it was Chu Ming and Qing Lan who used that damned treasure left by that old immortal to suppress your Supre Above. And the true sealing place of the Supre Above is actually beneath the Epochs. Only after the eighteen Epochs will the true sealing location of the Supre Above reveal itself, and that’s the fundantal reason why you are so keen on ending each Epoch," continued the Ancestor.

"Now cos the final Epoch, but do you truly believe that this Epoch, the weakest of the eighteen, is really the weakest?"

"You have your support, but Chu Ming most certainly has deeper sches. Qing Lan was once that old immortal’s favored disciple; she must have plenty of good stuff in her hands, maybe even an item that could suppress the Supre Lord."

"The most important thing is, there’s been no word from my big brother and our fifth brother. Do you really think they’ll ignore what’s happening here? If my big brother cos, forget about you or , even the Supre Lord wouldn’t be able to break the seal," said the Ancestor leisurely.

With each word he spoke, the attacking Dark Distortion receded a little further.

In that mont, Hen Dao’s aura subsided, too.

The long river behind him slowly faded until it disappeared entirely.

Though he was from the Traceless Epoch, a part of the eighteen Epochs,

As the strongest of the Twisted Supres, he would still occasionally receive ssages from the Supre Above.

To the discerning eye, the Epoch Cataclysm seed invulnerable, with the Twisted Supres leaving the eighteen Epochs in ruins.

But Hen Dao knew very well that was just the surface!

The complexity of the Myriad Realms Epoch far surpassed anyone’s imagination.

The five disciples above the Great Path, none of them were easy to contend with.

The Ancestor of the Primordial Beginning was rely a visible antagonist, yet his power was enough to make one shudder.

The Primordial Source of the Myriad Realms Epoch seed to hold so great secret.

Not to ntion the ancient gods!

The Chaos Martial Ancestor!

All of these were uncontrollable factors.

Even smoothing out the Epoch Catastrophe, which interfered with the Dark Distortion, involved the rules within the Epoch or say, the laws left behind by the Great Path.

These were limitations.

To many beings of the Chaotic Myriad Realms, the descent of an Epoch Catastrophe signified the end of an Epoch.

But the Myriad Realms Epoch was just too unique.

No one knew what back-up plans the Ancestor of Early Dawn, the Supre of the Dao Realm, had.

Though Hen Dao rarely engaged with the Supre of the Dao Realm,

the ssages from the Supre Above indicated that though Chu Ming might not be the strongest among the Great Path’s five disciples, he was definitely the one with the deepest calculations.

The Supre Lord’s sealing was greatly aided by Chu Ming’s efforts.

How could this not leave Hen Dao wary.

"I know, you people always think you’re clever, using as a pawn. But if I could survive after ambushing that old immortal, how could I be so easily manipulated by you lot?" the Ancestor of the Primordial Beginning said with a cold laugh.

Once, he too was seen as the mastermind behind the destruction of various Epochs.