Journey to the West: Sun Wukong's Advice System Chapter 802 - 495: Exposure

The face ford from the converging air currents appeared rather serene, but it was gazing at Sun Wukong.

Wumie, in his sches for the Honghuang, had so understanding of the Chaos Martial Ancestor.

Moreover, he was very clear that it was the Chaos Martial Ancestor who had led to the failure of his plans and had even set a trap for him, causing him to fall into it and lose his essence in the end.

He harbored resentnt towards the Chaos Martial Ancestor in his heart.

Yet he accepted his defeat.

He had underestimated the Chaos Martial Ancestor before, being too arrogant!

"Friend Wumie, thank you for your gift to the Honghuang!" Sun Wukong said lightly.

Wumie did not get angry, "In the grand contest of the Dao, there are wins and losses; it is impossible to have smooth sailing all the ti. This round, Honghuang has won, but the winner in the next round is still uncertain."

After saying this, without waiting for Sun Wukong to make a move, Wumie’s face dissipated rapidly.

He was perceptive and knew that the tactics he had left behind in Ye Haoxuan’s body would not have any effect.

"And to the two additional friends, is there nothing you wish to say? If there is nothing, let’s disperse! Honghuang is not a realm that any of you can ddle with," Sun Wukong continued.

Two more illusory figures drifted out from Yang Yi and Ke Zhenyu.

"As expected, all of our plans could not escape your sight!" sighed the phantom of the World Supre before it vanished.

The World Supre had always wanted to et Sun Wukong, but never had the chance.

The two had never truly spoken face to face.

Sun Wukong was guarding against him.

Among the heavens, now the World Supre was hidden most deeply, acting like a grand manipulator behind the scenes. Without full certainty, Sun Wukong wouldn’t interact directly with him.

"Chaos Martial Ancestor, sooner or later I will uncover your true face," the Ancestor of the Primordial Beginning was more direct, then glanced at the World Supre before dissipating.

The phantom of the World Supre did not utter another word.

The appearance of the three powerful figures startled the six Sons of Heavenly Destiny.

Especially Ye Haoxuan and the other two, who as hosts for these phantoms harbored a strange feeling in their hearts.

"Do not panic, I summoned you here today to sever your ties with those people," Sun Wukong soothed, "You are now your own masters, no longer pawns of anyone,

especially you three. Your current identities are solely as pure Honghuang prodigies, especially cultivated by the Honghuang!"

Upon hearing this, Ye Haoxuan and the others felt relieved.

They beca increasingly revered towards Sun Wukong.

One would think that such a figure would be high and aloof, but he gave them a sense of being a family elder.

"The developnt of Honghuang has not been easy, requiring the efforts of generation after generation," Sun Wukong said slowly, "You were born relatively late, missed the Qing Yun rankings, and did not enjoy the blessings and opportunities when Honghuang ascended.

Therefore, I have created a secret realm, where you can find your opportunities."

A Zhihu user had said it well: no matter how poor, one shouldn’t skimp on their children.

He aid for sustainable developnt, ensuring outstanding talents continuously erged in Honghuang.

With heartful cultivation, when they fully grow, they will be the pillars of Honghuang’s future.

He didn’t mind having more geniuses in Honghuang.

Thus, he was willing to give these prodigies space to grow.

In this way, he enhanced the foundation of Honghuang!

"Go ahead!" Sun Wukong waved, and another light gate appeared.

After the six of them saluted, they stepped through.

They were already the most outstanding talents in Honghuang.

Previously, they tacitly invalidated the contest for the Sons of Heavenly Destiny.

What followed would be a new round of competition among them, with none yielding to the others.

This ti, they would compete fairly to determine the true Son of Heavenly Destiny.

Watching their disappearing figures, Pan Gu spoke, "In a few thousand years, the next epoch disaster will descend.

The disaster has nine stages; the seventh already counts as the late stage, and who knows how the situation will evolve.

It’s rumored that Mr. Lu Yang will return; we don’t know if it’s true."

Sun Wukong smiled, "The situation is definitely going to change. The Westward Journey squad has only a few worlds left to cross, which will then result in a massive return of essence.

You shouldn’t rush to ascend to the supre of two-thousand-nine-hundred Dao Divine Patterns; the World Supre has new moves."

"New moves?" Pan Gu frowned.

He had always been wary of the World Supre.

The World Supre acted rarely, so it is hard to gauge his strength. But anyone who battled him would consider him the most untouchable opponent.

This kind of person was elusive.

Just like the persona Sun Wukong was crafting for the Chaos Martial Ancestor; as long as you remain inscrutable, no one would dare to act rashly, instilling innate fear in others.

The World Supre conducted his actions like a grazing antelope, leaving no traces.

If there was direct confrontation, the Ancestor of the Primordial Beginning wouldn’t fear the World Supre, but the latter’s scheming was what made the forr most wary.

No one knew when the Ancestor of the Primordial Beginning would strike.

"The Epoch of All Heavens is the final epoch, also the most unique one," Sun Wukong said, "I once traced the River of Ti, trying to see the layout of the World Supre in the last epoch, but so things were hidden, and I could not see the whole picture."