Journey to the West: Sun Wukong's Advice System Chapter 708 - 450: God Emperor Pangu

"This Blue Lotus, although incomplete, does possess significant might. Even if I were to take action, I fear I’d be imdiately suppressed."

The speaker was the Supre of Light. In the ruins of the Origin Epoch, he too had obtained a great opportunity, leaping to the achievent of two thousand seven hundred Dao Divine Patterns.

He had beco one of the strong among the Supres of the Myriad Realms.

However, in this war, beneath this Blue Lotus, it seed he really had no power to fight back.

"Hmm?"

Seeing his own attack blocked, Marquis of Wind was slightly startled.

The blow he had just launched was to capture Tongtian. While it wasn’t his full strength, he still exerted about seventy percent of it.

It would have been more than enough to kill a Supre with two thousand seven hundred Dao Divine Patterns.

Yet it was obstructed by this imperfect Blue Lotus?

"Disperse!"

Marquis of Wind frowned.

The next mont, the Great Path River behind him burst forth with blinding brilliance, and the Epoch Heavy Artifact on his person also provided trendous power.

This ti, as he reached out with his palm, collapses occurred everywhere in space.

He aid straight for the Blue Lotus.

Dao tunes materialized, and Laws flew about chaotically!

"Pfft!!"

The next mont, whether it was Laozi or Yuan Shi Tongtian, they all spat out blood.

The Blue Lotus in the sky also dissipated with the wind.

Seeing this scene, the crowd felt both regret and a sense of normality.

Even if the Three Pure Ones were powerful and their connection extrely tight, they had not crossed the threshold of the Supre level.

To have withstood an attack from Marquis of Wind was already quite an achievent.

If they truly could defeat Marquis of Wind, that would upend everyone’s last line of common belief.

"Ancestor of Early Dawn, stop entertaining wild thoughts," the Ancestor of the Primordial Beginning coldly said, "that Tongtian must be your chess piece, right?

You were already studying the power of oblivion before that old geezer ran into trouble.

This ti, even if the Vast Wilderness doesn’t perish, Tongtian will die!"

The many Supres were slightly shocked.

The Ancestor of Early Dawn ntioned by the Ancestor of the Primordial Beginning, isn’t that the Supre of the Dao Realm?

He has been studying the power of oblivion all along?

This was news to them.

Back when they discussed taking action against the Sword Immortal, the Supre of the Dao Realm also didn’t show any objection.

Just then, a figure slowly erged before everyone.

"Sword Immortal offers his greetings to the various Supres!"

The Sword Immortal, a legend of the Sword Realm.

If it were not for Xiao Yaozi bearing the na of the first ancestor of the Sword Realm, perhaps he couldn’t even match the influence created by the Sword Immortal.

At that ti, even the Supres wanted to kill him.

But now, he took the initiative to appear before the many Supres.

Then, he bowed to the Supre of the Dao Realm: "Sword Immortal pays respect to his teacher!"

The many Supres, on the other hand, were no longer overly astonished.

They all knew that there were too many secrets on the Supre of the Dao Realm.

If it weren’t for the fact that they now stood no chance against the Supre of the Dao Realm after leaving his side, they wouldn’t turn a blind eye to him.

Although the Supre of the Dao Realm offered explanations and also claid to be a disciple of the Great Path, plotting to save the Myriad Realms,

the Supres didn’t really believe his words.

"Are you certain that you can surely kill Tongtian?" the Supre of the Dao Realm countered.

He seed to acknowledge what the Ancestor of the Primordial Beginning had said, that indeed he had arrangents in place with Tongtian.

"If the Chaotic Martial Ancestor makes a move, I might not be able to kill Tongtian, but if the Chaotic Martial Ancestor does not intervene, Tongtian is certain to die," the Ancestor of the Primordial Beginning said coldly.

He felt it was about ti to push the Vast Wilderness to reveal its foundations.

Although it was sowhat unexpected, it was fortunate he had made preparations.

Marquis of Wind, a Supre with two thousand eight hundred Dao Divine Patterns, had hidden for so many epochs without showing himself.

To unveil the face of the Chaotic Martial Ancestor, he had invested heavily, but it would be worth it if he achieved his goal.

Actually, the Supres from the Myriad Realms were sowhat anxious by now.

Everyone had witnessed Tongtian’s capabilities.

They all had seen the power of oblivion.

Sword Immortal once possessed it.

But they were sure that the power of oblivion Tongtian held was even mightier than Sword Immortal’s.

If Tongtian could be boosted to the level of a Supre, then he would absolutely be an extraordinary weapon.

Moreover, most importantly, Tongtian was the son of fortune, upon whom the fortunes of the Myriad Realms converged.

His death would certainly cause a level of decline in the fortunes of the Myriad Realms, which would be fatal to them.

Unfortunately, most of the Supres in the Myriad Realms were currently entangled.

Even if not entangled, there were few who could contend with Marquis of Wind.

Now, they could only hope that the Chaotic Martial Ancestor would intervene and save Tongtian.

"You are indeed comndable. Even the three Saint Emperors managed to block my two strikes. I cannot leave you alive!" Marquis of Wind lanted.

The first strike was dissolved, and for the second strike, he had nearly exerted his full strength.

Besides shattering the Blue Lotus, it had also completely neutralized his attack.

Thus, the Three Pure Ones did catch his two strikes.

Just it was a pity that the Three Pure Ones had run out of strategies.

It wasn’t just the Three Pure Ones who were out of options; the creatures of the Primordial Wilderness were equally helpless against Marquis of Wind.

However, the creatures of the Primordial Wilderness were not so easily defeated.

At this mont, the power of both Heaven and Earth intersected and descended towards Marquis of Wind.

Nu Wa and Houtu once again made their move, but their attack was futile, effortlessly dissipated by Marquis of Wind with a wave of his hand.

"Do not rush, your turn will co!"

Marquis of Wind didn’t even lift his head, yet all the great powers of the Vast Wilderness were shaken to the point of spitting blood.

In the face of Marquis of Wind’s onslaught, the Three Pure Ones showed no fear, and were even prepared to die.

"It’s almost ti for him to arrive!" On Mount Buzhou, a smile erged on Sun Wukong’s face.