Journey to the West: Sun Wukong's Advice System Chapter 706 - 449: Blue Lotus Reappears

The power and foundation displayed by the Vast Wilderness were indeed astonishing.

Previously, the Supres from the Myriad Realms all believed that even if the Vast Wilderness was strong, it lacked a Supre figure to command presence. Thus, even though they regarded the Vast Wilderness as one of the major powers, they didn’t take it too seriously.

If it weren’t for the Chaos Martial Ancestor’s presence, the Vast Wilderness probably would have been swallowed up by the Myriad Realms.

But now, it seed they were gravely mistaken.

With such combat power, even if the Myriad Realms Epoch launched a full-on assault, they would likely fail to conquer it quickly.

"The foundation of the Vast Wilderness is indeed strong, but to defend against a Supre with 2,800 Dao Divine Patterns with just this level of strength is probably still a bit uncertain,"

spoke the Supre of Darkness.

His tone was as certain as before.

This left the other Supres sowhat astonished. Why was the Supre of Darkness so sure?

Then they rembered the close relationship he had with Qing Lan and realizing he knew many secrets was normal.

At this mont, the Supre of the Dao Realm spoke, "The power of a Supre with 2,800 Divine Patterns is not sothing a Supre with 2,700 Divine Patterns can contend with. This kind of gap isn’t sothing that can be compensated for with numbers."

Clearly, he was not optimistic about the Vast Wilderness.

Then, he changed his tone.

"If the Chaos Martial Ancestor were to appear, or if he were to wield the Qingyun List, perhaps he could resist."

Afterward, all the Supres turned their gazes back to the Earth Immortal Realm of the Vast Wilderness.

At the sa ti, the forces gathering within the Vast Wilderness all flowed towards Marquis of Wind.

Nu Wa’s power of the Human Path, Houtu’s power of the Earth Path.

The Ark of Salvation and Bell Formation wielded by Laozi and Yuan Shi, as well as the Dao Repository Pavilion—all these powers from the five directions were present.

If a Supre with 2,700 Divine Patterns fell into their midst, they would likely be torn into shreds in an instant, eting their demise on the spot.

But unfortunately, the opponent was a Supre with 2,800 Divine Patterns.

To this, the Ancestor of the Primordial Beginning seed to hold the winning ticket as well.

His sche was never simply to rupture and destroy the Vast Wilderness.

What he wanted was to force the Chaos Martial Ancestor to take action, to see clearly just how strong the Chaos Martial Ancestor was and how many trump cards he held.

Now, he seed to have anticipated the Chaos Martial Ancestor being compelled to act.

"Boom!!!"

Several beams of light converged together.

At that mont, all the energy surged towards Marquis of Wind, heading straight for him.

Spiritual Energy surged, the breath of chaos and the energy of Xuanhuang all spread incessantly.

Yet, this power was contained, so it did not cause much damage to the Earth Immortal Realm of the Vast Wilderness. Mainly due to the protection of the Bell Formation, the Earth Immortal Realm remained quite stable.

Otherwise, the escaping force alone could have annihilated the creatures within the Earth Immortal Realm.

If this power were used against the Chaotic Myriad Realms, it might even penetrate chaos itself.

However, under the astonished gazes of all,

right at the center of those converging forces, a figure still stood firm amidst them.

At this mont, the creatures of the Myriad Realms were stunned.

"Is this the might of a Supre with 2,800 Divine Patterns? Such an attack, yet he remained completely unaffected? Not even a scratch?"

At this mont, Marquis of Wind still stood above the Earth Immortal Realm of the Vast Wilderness, calm and collected, with an air of tranquility.

It was as if the previous attack was nothing but a gentle breeze passing by him, causing him no hindrance whatsoever.

"Even if he is powerful, it shouldn’t be this exaggerated!"

Not just the creatures of the myriad realms, but even the Supres were stunned.

The strength of a Supre with 2,800 Divine Patterns was indeed formidable, as they had guessed.

But to remain unscathed from such an attack was truly outrageous!

At this ti, such a solemn expression appeared on the face of the Supre of the Dao Realm.

"On his body..."

Only then did everyone notice the robe worn by Marquis of Wind.

It was actually a simple, dark-colored robe.

But those Supres suddenly discovered the robe was suffused with a strange force.

"This force, it’s the Epochal Heavy Instrunt from the Epoch of Treasures," said the Supre of the Dao Realm. "This instrunt is at the pinnacle of Chaotic Spirit Treasures, reaching the level of a Pseudo-Chaotic Treasure."

With the strong power of 2,800 Divine Patterns driving it, indeed, its full potential could be unleashed."

All could see that quite a few heavy instrunts had been activated within the Vast Wilderness.

The Bell Formation with its eight bells.

The Dao Repository Pavilion.

The Ark of Salvation.

But they overlooked the fact that the Marquis of Wind could also carry weapons.

With this, the gap between the two sides was once again widened.

"This guy, he’s too strong!" Laozi’s smile was sowhat bitter.

He controlled the core of the Ark of Salvation and knew that the previous strike had already used all of the Ark’s power.

If the Ark of Salvation could fully recover to its heyday, he was confident he could eradicate this guy with a single blast. But the Ark of Salvation was, after all, damaged.

"Even at the cost of life, we cannot let him take a single step forward."

In the eyes of Nu Wa and other powerful beings of the Vast Wilderness, there was an unwavering determination, unwilling to retreat even half a step.

Seeing this scene, many powerful beings from all sides admired them, while many others felt the Primordial creatures were foolish.

The current situation completely exceeded the capability of the Vast Wilderness; their insistence on stubborn resistance seed aningless.

But they did not understand, they did not comprehend the tenacity in the hearts of the Primordial creatures.

"You have all gathered together, which saves so trouble. If I were to slay you all, that should force the Chaos Martial Ancestor to make a move, shouldn’t it?" Marquis of Wind took a step forward with his hands clasped behind his back.

It was this single step that sent a tremor through the energy of the air.

Instantly, a boundless pressure descended from him, directly falling upon the beings of the Vast Wilderness...

At this mont, Divine Patterns surfaced on Marquis of Wind, and a long river of the Great Path unfurled behind him.