Journey to the West: Sun Wukong's Advice System Chapter 783 - 485 Settlement and Lu Yang2

At last, Ancestor of the Primordial Beginning hardly thought further, with a beckon of his hand.

The skull then appeared before him.

That skull, very similar to a black dragon, but had four horns.

Its eyes were tightly shut, yet the might it exuded could make even a Supre tremble three tis.

Seeing this head, rage surged within the Ancestor of the Primordial Beginning again.

Imdiately after, the skull rushed towards the Ancestor of the Primordial Beginning and was absorbed into his brow.

The Divine Patterns on the body of the Ancestor of the Primordial Beginning skyrocketed.

Two thousand five hundred!

Two thousand six hundred!

...

Two thousand nine hundred!

Two thousand nine hundred and twenty!

The Divine Patterns beca increasingly difficult to enhance towards the end.

Moreover, the skull, being more crucial than the limbs, contained more power within.

If the limbs had been absorbed by the Ancestor of the Primordial Beginning, it was estimated it would only reach around two thousand nine hundred Divine Patterns.

A flash of light sparked in the eyes of the Ancestor of the Primordial Beginning, and the massive ship of the secret forces trembled a few tis; the powerful might erupted, and the Supres were all terrified.

"Since you have co, then co forth!" The Ancestor of the Primordial Beginning waved his grand sleeve and seated himself upon the throne at the head.

A figure erged.

Hen Dao!

Seeing Hen Dao before him made the Ancestor of the Primordial Beginning infuriated.

If it weren’t for the Ink Blade acting first to seize his own leg, perhaps the subsequent events would not have occurred.

He rembered clearly, the Ink Blade, at that ti, was affiliated with the forces of dark distortion.

Moreover, Hen Dao subsequently also snatched away one of his legs.

If it weren’t for the fact that he couldn’t subdue Hen Dao at that mont, the Ancestor of the Primordial Beginning would have directly engaged in a fight.

"This matter, indeed, is my fault," Hen Dao admitted apologetically, "But as for the Ink Blade, that fellow, once the revered blade of the Supre Above and now has its own consciousness, it no longer listens to the commands of the Supre Above, and I’m very sorry for what occurred before!"

"Are you implying that the Ink Blade hasn’t returned to your side?" the Ancestor of the Primordial Beginning frowned.

However, he had already anticipated such a matter.

The Ink Blade would not be waiting for him to capture; it surely had fled early on.

"Correct, the Ink Blade has deserted. We are also chasing his trail now, but he has hidden too well, and we have not found him yet. Once there is news of the Ink Blade, I will notify you promptly!" Hen Dao spoke.

Following that, an object appeared before him.

One of the Ancestor of the Primordial Beginning’s own legs.

"When I seized this object, it was for the purpose of returning it to you. Please calm your anger, Your Excellency Ancestor of the Primordial Beginning. Our alliance still needs to continue in the future.

Whether it is the sudden eruption of the Myriad Realms or the sudden ergence of Yuan He, both are very thorny issues."

Hen Dao spoke earnestly, then pushed the leg towards the Ancestor of the Primordial Beginning.

Seeing his own leg, the Ancestor of the Primordial Beginning’s mouth twitched again...

The Ancestor of the Primordial Beginning gazed at his own leg, feeling both sad and sowhat happy.

"You’re so kind?"

He did not imdiately accept the leg.

This Hen Dao, the scoundrel, was also filled with sches.

"Your Excellency Ancestor of the Primordial Beginning, as I just said, we are currently allies, and there is no need for you to be so hostile towards us. I am truly sorry about the Ink Blade matter but indeed, that was beyond my control," Hen Dao said earnestly.

"Hmm!" The Ancestor of the Primordial Beginning waved his hand and took the leg.

A flicker of strange light passed through Hen Dao’s eyes.

"If there is nothing else, then I will take my leave first."

Hen Dao didn’t linger long, turning and leaving imdiately.

The Ancestor of the Primordial Beginning watched Hen Dao’s retreating figure, his eyes deepening.

Whatever about the Ink Blade being uncontrollable, frankly, he didn’t believe it.

Though they claid to be allies, they were always tripping and pulling each other down.

Moreover, if Hen Dao genuinely wanted to return the leg to him, why first take the leg back and then bring it to him?

He definitely harbored ill intentions!

But regardless, one of his four legs had been returned.

There were three more out there; he must find a way to get them back.

Then, two figures appeared in the great hall.

Master of the Tower of Ti, Lord of Silence.

"You two have followed for so many years, proving yourselves to be loyal and devoted, and now as my subordinates lack high-end combatants, today I will help you both!" said the Ancestor of the Primordial Beginning gravely.

He then pointed a finger.

Two powerful forces swiftly surged towards the Ancestor of the Primordial Beginning and the Lord of Silence.

Divine patterns appeared on both the Lord of Silence and the Master of the Tower of Ti.

The divine patterns on both were almost similar, over two thousand seven hundred, nearing two thousand eight hundred.

However, soon the divine patterns on both of them began to surge rapidly.

They quickly surpassed the threshold of two thousand eight hundred patterns, stopping around two thousand eight hundred and fifty.

At this mont, the aura of the Ancestor of the Primordial Beginning seed sowhat wilted.

He had just used his Origin Power to help the Lord of Silence and the Master of the Tower of Ti break through their limits, which also cost him greatly.

Had he not recovered a head, he wouldn’t have been capable of this.

"Thank you, my lord!"

The Lord of Silence and the Master of the Tower of Ti knelt down to express their gratitude.

"From now on, the two of you must track down the Ink Blade for . I must have my leg returned," the Ancestor of the Primordial Beginning commanded.

"Yes!"

After the Lord of Silence and his companion had left, a hint of murderous intent flashed in the eyes of the Ancestor of the Primordial Beginning.

At the root of it, this matter was a trap set by the Ancestor of Early Dawn.

Without him, how could he have ended up in such misery?

No, he must make that old fellow suffer, or he wouldn’t be able to calm the rage in his chest.

...

Leaving aside the Ancestor of the Primordial Beginning for now, the Supre of the Dao Realm had already appeared above the Pure Land.

The mont he descended, both Tian Hang and Sky Voyage Supre sensed his presence.

"Respected Daoist, what brings you here?"

Facing the visit of the Supre of the Dao Realm, both of them did not have a welcoming expression.

"I am looking for Supre Yuan He!" the Supre of the Dao Realm stated.

He didn’t pay any mind to the attitude of Tian Hang and his companions.

"Supre Yuan He has sequestered himself with Qu Chen," said the Heavenly Body Supre coldly, "you better leave quickly, we in the Pure Land do not welco the Supres of the Heavens!"

However, just then, a powerful aura enveloped the entire Pure Land.

Above the Pure Land, grand phenona erged, covering this chaos.

"This is..." Sky Voyage Supre gasped in shock.

Then he saw a figure erging above the Pure Land.

Qu Chen!

Of course, that’s not the important part - what’s crucial is that there’s sothing off about Qu Chen.

At this mont, divine patterns continuously erged on Qu Chen’s body.

Nearing two thousand eight hundred divine patterns, suddenly, new patterns appeared and Qu Chen successfully broke into the realm of two thousand eight hundred divine patterns.

This caused Tian Hang and the Heavenly Body Supre to feel quite envious.

They didn’t even have two thousand five hundred divine patterns yet!

Soon after, the figure of Yuan He appeared, bringing Qu Chen with him.

"What’s the matter?" Yuan He didn’t waste words, nor was there much hostility in his voice.

But the more composed he was, the more uneasy the Supre of the Dao Realm felt inside.

If Yuan He had shown anger or frustration, or even a hint of emotion, the Supre of the Dao Realm felt he could have leverage over him.

"I ca to congratulate Yuan He Daoist on coming out of seclusion," said the Supre of the Dao Realm while secretly trying to gauge Yuan He.

Why he ca.

It was to probe the bottom line of Yuan He, and most importantly, to investigate the relationship between Yuan He and the elder brother.

"Mr. Lu Yang is currently on his way to the Land of the Forsaken Husk. It might take him from a hundred to ten thousand years to arrive," Yuan He stated.

The heart of the Supre of the Dao Realm leaped: "Impossible!"

These words blurted out.

"Everything you’re doing is known to Mr. Lu Yang. When he arrives, he will handle all matters," Yuan He said, and without waiting for the Supre of the Dao Realm to speak, he activated the barrier of the Pure Land, isolating the Supre of the Dao Realm outside.

At this mont, the Supre of the Dao Realm had no mood to speak.

He kept muttering to himself.

"Impossible... How could the elder brother return so soon... It’s absolutely impossible..."

Though he kept mumbling ’impossible,’ panic filled the heart of the Supre of the Dao Realm.

This kind of panic, unprecedented since the teacher had left.

The shadow of the elder brother not only lood over the Ancestor of the Primordial Beginning, but the Supre of the Dao Realm also felt a genuine fear from within.

Compared to the Ancestor of the Primordial Beginning, the Supre of the Dao Realm was more skilled in scheming, but regardless of his calculations, the elder brother could always see through his plans at a glance.

For soone like him, he wasn’t afraid of those stronger than him, but he was definitely terrified of soone who could see through all his scheming.

If the elder brother had returned, the Supre of the Dao Realm could be certain that his plans would be completely disrupted, and he himself might very well fall!

"No, regardless of whether the elder brother has returned or not, I must prepare in advance," the Supre of the Dao Realm awoke from his reverie and turned to leave.

At this mont, Qing Lan also had complex emotions.

"If the elder brother returns, everything can be settled, and the teacher might even be revived!"