Journey to the West: Sun Wukong's Advice System Chapter 767 - 478: A Glimmer of Light

"Since Vast Wilderness dared to make a move against Lin Tianming, it ans that the group in Vast Wilderness hasn’t noticed anything wrong with Lin Tianming. Otherwise, they would have kept him to set a trap for ."

"My lord is wise!" the Lord of Silence complinted.

"Lord, the Supre of Hen Dao is here!" Wang Bing walked in and announced.

Ancestor of the Primordial Beginning’s expression shifted slightly, "Let him in!"

Soon, Hen Dao stepped into the grand hall.

"Your Excellency, Ancestor of the Primordial Beginning, we have recently established contact with the Supre Above. The Supre Above said the seal on your true form is almost a Great Path-level Formation. He has given a wisp of the purest Dark Distortion, this thing, can erode the Formation from the inside!"

As he spoke, he lifted his hand, and a wisp of black aura lingered around his fingertips.

The mont that black aura appeared, the entire grand hall was filled with a cold, twisted aura, causing even the Lord of Silence’s heart to panic abruptly.

Joy spread across the Ancestor of the Primordial Beginning’s face.

With this thing, there truly was a chance to break free!

"But even though this thing can likely erode the Formation, that will also require a long ti. Isn’t there a faster way, or more of this purest Dark Distortion?" the Ancestor of the Primordial Beginning asked eagerly.

He indeed wanted to release his true form quickly.

"Now, the Supre Above is also looking for a solution. We will start trying bit by bit. If we can break the Formation, we will do it as soon as possible. I am certain, within a hundred years, we will definitely help you break the Formation!" Hen Dao asserted firmly.

Then, with a wave of his hand, the wisp of black aura fell into the hands of the Ancestor of the Primordial Beginning.

"Good, then I thank you, Hen Dao my friend." The Ancestor of the Primordial Beginning said gratefully.

After Hen Dao left, the Lord of Silence imdiately said, "Lord, it seems that the Dark Distortion really has a way. Had we not forced it to this point, they probably wouldn’t have helped Lord break free."

"Hmph! You really think Hen Dao and that Supre Above are so kind-hearted?" the Ancestor of the Primordial Beginning’s eyes narrowed slightly.

The Lord of Silence was sowhat baffled.

"Although we are allies, we are also competitors. They won’t possibly support wholeheartedly in breaking free. It is very likely that they will play tricks. This so-called purest Dark Distortion, I dare not use it." the Ancestor of the Primordial Beginning said.

After Hen Dao returned to the Dark Distortion, Blood Fiend asked, "Leader, will the Ancestor of the Primordial Beginning use that wisp of the purest Dark Distortion?"

The source of Dark Distortion lay with the Supre Above.

That Supre’s breath of distortion was actually a wisp of the Supre Above’s Primordial Source.

Hen Dao had not deceived the Ancestor of the Primordial Beginning.

The wisp of Dark Distortion could indeed erode the Formation, but if the Ancestor of the Primordial Beginning really used that wisp of breath, he would be possessed by it and never be able to get rid of it.

"He will use it because he has no other choice. At his peak, the Ancestor of the Primordial Beginning was even more formidable than myself. Once he has used enough Dark Distortion, the Supre Above will be able to usurp his body, and the Ancestor of the Primordial Beginning will have only made a bridal dress for the Supre Above!" Hen Dao said with a cold laugh.

You plot against , I plot against you!

Otherwise, who would be so kind-hearted to really help you!

Everyone acts in their own interests.

"When communicating with the Supre Above, he also told that his sealing is about to be lifted. It is very likely that it will be during the arrival of the ninth Epoch calamity. We must act quickly, for once the Supre Above arrives, no one will be a match for us," Hen Dao said, his eyes imdiately filled with a fervent glow.

The other Twisted Supres felt the sa.

Their lives and strength were granted by the Supre Above, and they were willing to offer everything for him.

But in the hall, two figures showed a different light in their eyes.

One of these figures was Xiao Ke from the Epoch of the Abyss.

He had rebelled against the Epoch of the Abyss to seek the so-called eternal legend.

Now, after having hidden for several Epochs and still maintaining his sanity and independent thought, though under the control of the Supre Above, he was different from the purely Twisted Supres.

He didn’t have much loyalty.

Besides him was another one, the Ink Blade.

Due to the distorted breath in his body, he felt a kinship with the Dark Distortion.

But closeness is one thing, and swearing allegiance and serving is another.

He did not share the feverish zeal of the Twisted Supres; he would help in a fight at best, but would definitely flee if overpowered.

These two n still harbored different intentions.

However, Hen Dao showed no reaction to this.

Atop Mount Buzhou, in Vast Wilderness.

"Ke Zhenyu! Indeed, an excellent seedling. It’s rare for the Ancestor of the Primordial Beginning to find soone like him," Sun Wukong smiled.

The affairs of the Myriad Realms might not be entirely known to him.

But within this plot of land that was Vast Wilderness, no one’s plan could escape his eyes!

Ke Zhenyu had been targeted by the Ancestor of the Primordial Beginning right from birth, and Sun Wukong had been aware of it long ago.

That’s why Lin Tianming was killed so thoroughly and efficiently.

"The conflict of Tianming’s fate is but a small ga. The big ga is still to co, but now, there’s a matter that needs attending to," Sun Wukong said, waving his hand as a golden light appeared.

It was a talisman paper covered with profound patterns.

Then ripples spread across the talisman paper, and a beam of golden light shot across from within the runes.

At the sa ti, in the Luoming Domain on the outskirts of the Land of the Forsaken Husk.

This domain belonged to a Supre nad Luo Ming.

His strength was not too weak, bearing two thousand five hundred Divine Patterns.

Among the Outer Domain Supres, he ranked on the upper-middle level.

At the mont, in the highest palace of the Luoming Domain, a group of people looked distraught.

Even Luo Ming, the Supre One himself, appeared deeply anxious.

"Supre One, there is no need to worry, my lady will certainly be fine," a Peak Saint Sovereign reassured hastily.

But it did nothing to ease Luo Ming, the Supre One’s anxiety.