Journey to the West: Sun Wukong's Advice System Chapter 695 - 444: Dan引

The Sword Realm, which had faced dire straits, nearly t with obliteration.

It was the Vast Wilderness that extended a hand, saving the Sword Realm.

The beings of the Sword Realm, feeling indebted, believed in repaying even the smallest kindness with a wellspring of gratitude.

Today, the cultivators of the Sword Realm unsheathed their swords!

Above the arena in the Earth Immortal Realm, the crucible transford from Laozi’s Taiji Diagram had descended.

It contained within it the essence of Yin and Yang, along with the breath of three thousand Great Paths.

The mont it landed, Hei Kui had also completed his preparations.

At this instant, the illusory great river of Dao seed to solidify just a bit.

"Boom!"

The intention of annihilation burst forth.

Colliding with that crucible.

The great sound reverberated through the entire Earth Immortal Realm of the Vast Wilderness, even trembling the entirety of All Heavens.

At that mont, a streak of brilliance flashed over the Dao Repository Pavilion.

A light barrier appeared above the platform, directly blocking the majority of the impact.

However, the strike hit its mark.

Hei Kui wasn’t particularly pleased, not only was he not pleased, but he was extrely frightened.

Just now, his strike, capable of destroying heavens and earth, was actually nullified by that crucible.

Most importantly, the crucible surrounded by the essence of Yin and Yang didn’t bear even the slightest damage.

"Since I’ve chosen you as the Alchemy lead, you cannot escape!"

Laozi spoke again.

The next mont.

"Clang!!!"

Above the crucible, the lid flipped open, inverting and plumting down towards Hei Kui.

This ti, Hei Kui had no plans to resist forcibly.

The only thought in his mind was one.

Escape!

If he didn’t leave now, he would surely die!

Although Hei Kui was adept in the Dao of Annihilation, his speed was not slow at all.

After all, his strength at the peak of Saint Emperor was present.

Yet, the crucible, as though it had locked onto Hei Kui, no matter where he fled to, he simply couldn’t escape the range enveloped by the crucible.

"No..."

Accompanied by a scream of desperation, Hei Kui was sucked into the crucible.

Nearly without any power to resist.

Seeing this, everyone was in disbelief.

"The Vast Wilderness’s Laozi, this man’s strength, I fear is not below that of Nu Wa and Houtu. It’s fortunate that in the Myriad Realms we have Tongtian and talents like Xia Feng, otherwise we’d really be completely overshadowed by the Vast Wilderness."

But they had no idea, Tongtian too originated from the Vast Wilderness.

Even Xia Feng, too, had no small connection with the Vast Wilderness.

"That Hei Kui was after all a Saint Emperor at his peak, with even a shadow of the Dao manifesting. Do you think the Secret Forces will make a move?" soone asked in such a manner.

A Saint Emperor like Hei Kui was qualified to vie for the position of Supre.

No matter which force he was in, he was a considerable potential asset.

"Hard to say. The Secret Forces do not lack Supres, nor do they lack Saint Emperors. Hei Kui was unknown before, suddenly erging now, which indicates he might not be truly powerful, and is most likely nurtured by the powerful foundations of the Secret Forces," spoke an ancient Saint Emperor.

His understanding of the Secret Forces was not slight.

Given the ruthlessness of the Secret Forces, it’s very likely they would not extend help to Hei Kui.

Indeed, even though Hei Kui was drawn into the crucible, no signs of a Supre lending aid appeared.

At this mont, that crucible hovered above the arena.

"Bang bang bang!!"

Within the crucible, intermittent intense hamring sounds could be heard.

Hei Kui’s strength was evident to all.

He certainly wouldn’t be so easily or quickly vanquished.

Yet Hei Kui’s resistance seed to be of little effect.

At this ti, one saw Laozi point out with a finger.

"Boom!"

A plu of flas rose below the crucible.

This fla was a pale gold in its entirety, but within it, one could see different Laws surging and sinking.

"This fire, must be Laozi’s Life-Nature Fire; this fire, like his crucible, contains the essence of Yin and Yang, while other laws are subrged and carried by the Alchemy Dao. Such a fire, I’ve never seen before. However, its might, I fear, is not inferior to those renowned flas of the Myriad Realms!" declared the Supre of the Spirit Realm.

The Supres of the Myriad Realms were also keenly observing everything within the Earth Immortal Realm of the Vast Wilderness.

Laozi’s actions had indeed amazed them.

That such a being still existed in the Vast Wilderness.

"More than that, I’m eager to see just how strong this Laozi’s alchemy skills really are!" the Supre of Light said with a smile.

It wasn’t that he cared so much about Laozi’s Alchemy Dao, but rather as a pasti.

The flas ascended, and within the crucible, the intensity of the hamring noise grew more fierce; Hei Kui hadn’t yet fully expired.

But that fire was clearly extraordinary, not only in temperature, but it likely also had the ability to lt True Spirits and destroy souls.

A full forty-nine days.

The crucible quieted down, no more activity within.

For these mighty beings, forty-nine days were but the flick of a finger.

In this ti, they watched as Laozi employed Divine Skills to gather the energies of Xuanhuang, Chaos Qi, malevolent spirits, and even the breath of Darkness.

Nine kinds of Innate Qi in total, all converging into the crucible.

These Innate energies, naturally antagonistic in certain respects, were seamlessly managed by Laozi without any disharmony.

The sight left the onlookers in awe.

Of course, layn marvel at the spectacle, experts perceive the intricacies.

For example, the Artisan God didn’t focus on how Laozi harmoniously lted together the nine kinds of Innate Qi.

What he cared most about was Laozi’s alchemy technique.

Each Alchemy Master has their own thods.

Like the Artisan God, his technique is one-of-a-kind, renowned in the Myriad Realms Epoch.

But having seen Laozi’s alchemy technique, the usually proud Artisan God suddenly felt inferior.

"Although I’m reluctant to admit it, within the Myriad Realms, probably only that individual could rival this Laozi," murmured the Artisan God, yet he did not avoid the other Saint Emperors.