Journey to the West: Sun Wukong's Advice System Chapter 821 - 504: Each With Their Own Methods2

He was discontent.

Whenever two Supres of the 2,900 Divine Patterns fought, it was always a catastrophic event.

Why should only they of the Myriad Realms exert effort?

It’s unreasonable for the Wildlands not to contribute.

As soon as the World Supre finished speaking, a chessboard appeared from within the Wildlands.

It transford into a stream of light and fell upon Pan Gu and the Supre of Darkness.

Imdiately after, the black and white colors on the chessboard rotated, completely enveloping the two of them.

At this mont, the aftermath of their battle was minimized to an extrely tiny degree, almost negligible.

The World Supre’s expression finally looked a bit better.

In just a short while, Pan Gu and the Supre of Darkness had already exchanged nurous blows.

They fought relentlessly.

"A duel between two top Supres is truly rare. Observing their battle, even the Power of Laws within has grown significantly, even my own strength has made considerable progress!" An excited Saint Emperor remarked.

He observed the duel while also circulating his own Power of Laws,

But the next mont.

"Bang!"

The Saint Emperor who was jubilant just now exploded instantly, without leaving even a trace of True Spirit behind.

This startled the creatures beside him.

"Truly not knowing one’s limits, daring to circulate the Power of Laws while observing such a battle; even a tiny resonance with the two supre powerhouses is not sothing a re Saint Emperor can withstand." An experienced powerhouse sneered.

Such battles between supre powerhouses can indeed help observers enhance their strength and advance in realms.

But one must consider how extre the strength disparity is.

This startled many people, making them wary even about observing the battle.

At this mont, the battle between Pan Gu and the Supre of Darkness grew fiercer.

Behind them, the great rivers of Dao manifested, and the Divine Patterns covering their bodies continuously flashed, unleashing imnse power.

Moreover, if one had a higher vision, like the World Supre, they could see that the Supre of Darkness was at a disadvantage.

He seed sowhat suppressed by Pan Gu.

Every movent Pan Gu made was an outburst of strength, a release of the Great Dao of Power.

In contrast, the Supre of Darkness’s path of darkness seed less fierce and sharp.

However, the Supre of Darkness’s expression remained deep, always searching for a way to break the stalemate.

A flash of profundity passed through his eyes.

In his mind, the figure of Qing Lan erged.

He was once a dying man, saved from the abyss by Qing Lan, who gave him the opportunity to cultivate and beco strong.

When he realized he was just a substitute, it was like falling from one abyss into another.

Later, he no longer tried to hide his feelings for Qing Lan, but Qing Lan never responded, even detesting his behavior.

Later, Qing Lan left him.

Now, the Supre of Darkness only wanted to do one thing: to beco stronger, to prove himself.

In the battle with Pan Gu, not even the World Supre could command him.

But he knew that Qing Lan would surely be watching the Myriad Realms sowhere, so he wanted to use this battle to appear before Qing Lan and win, to show Qing Lan he was not useless.

Thus, the Supre of Darkness fought hard, giving his all, unwavering!

Their battle remained at a stalemate.

By this ti, even the Supres of the Myriad Realms noticed the Supre of Darkness’s growing disadvantage, causing them to feel a jolt of fear in their hearts!

If the Supre of Darkness lost, the three core worlds of the Myriad Realms would surely be lost.

Moreover, the dignity of the Myriad Realms would be severely weakened at this mont.

Now, they pinned their hopes on the Supre of Darkness.

But Pan Gu’s unexpected dominance made the Supre of Darkness seem unreliable!

"Darkness is still not useful! If I had received more support from the Myriad Realms, successfully advancing to 2,900 Divine Patterns, Pan Gu would surely be defeated by ." The Supre of Cang Lan said coldly.

In his view, his advancent to 2,800 Divine Patterns was due to insufficient resources from the Myriad Realms.

While the Supre of Darkness had received a vast amount of the Myriad Realms’ essence, advancing to 2,900 Divine Patterns.

His words carried discontent and envy.

However, the other Supres of the Myriad Realms were disinterested.

Anyone can boast!

"If Darkness is defeated, what should we do?" The Supre of the Spirit Realm asked.

The other Supres also looked towards the World Supre.

This matter needed careful consideration.

Because when it ca to starting a war, they were not prepared.

Nor had they decided to fight.

Otherwise, they wouldn’t have been arguing so long earlier without starting a fight.

Now, they waited for the World Supre to make a decisive judgnt on this matter.

"Fight, definitely no fight. If Darkness is defeated, the Wildlands must pay a certain price!" The World Supre said.

"However, the outco is not decided yet!"

As he spoke, a gleam of faint light passed through the eyes of the World Supre.

On the battlefield, Pan Gu and Darkness were shrouded in the Grand Dao, each swing of the long spear in Darkness’s hand caused significant ripples in ti and space.

Pan Gu was basically suppressing Darkness with his attacks.

Darkness was forced into a defensive posture.

"Is the Supre of Darkness about to lose?" The powerful beings of the Myriad Realms were sowhat despondent.

Although this battle did not involve personal stakes, a basic sense of honor and disgrace was necessary.

If the Myriad Realms lost, they would be weaker compared to the Wildlands.

The powerful beings of the Myriad Realms couldn’t feel good either.

Just then, the Supre of Darkness suddenly seed to have discovered sothing, his eyes flashing with a sharp light.

He shifted his grip on the long spear, abandoning his defensive stance.

With all his might, he struck toward a specific spot.

The power of the Grand Dao surged, the dark force disrupting Pan Gu’s movents.

Pan Gu’s expression changed slightly, and he retreated.

Pan Gu was mainly attacking, while Darkness had been defending and looking for Pan Gu’s weak points to turn the tables.

However, Pan Gu’s strength was overwhelming, even with Darkness seizing opportunities, it was hard to withstand Pan Gu’s axe swinging down again.

Suddenly, a nearly invisible light entered the Supre of Darkness’s body.

The power of the Grand Dao around the Supre of Darkness suddenly surged again.

As Pan Gu’s axe fell once more, the Supre of Darkness launched an unyielding attack.

The long spear danced, causing the stage to resonate with loud bangs.

At this mont, the situation seed to reverse!

"Just now, it seed the Supre of Darkness found the key to turning the battle around, the Myriad Realms might not necessarily lose!" An excited creature of the Myriad Realms exclaid.

However, the expressions of the Saints of the Wildlands were grim.

They too did not want Pan Gu to lose.

As the battle continued, the Supre of Darkness began to suppress Pan Gu instead.

The sight thrilled the masses of the Myriad Realms.

The Supres of the Myriad Realms were also excited.

But the World Supre did not share their joy.

Just now, he secretly channelled the essence of the Myriad Realms into the Supre of Darkness, a subtle move that even other Supres couldn’t detect.

But he didn’t think he could fool the one from the Wildlands.

Sure enough, as the Supre of Darkness appeared to be winning, a formidable power erupted from Pan Gu’s axe.

When the Supre of Darkness’s long spear pressed down,

"Zheng!!"

The power from Pan Gu’s axe directly knocked the long spear away, nullifying its Dao power.

Then Pan Gu threw a punch, sending the Supre of Darkness flying.

Pan Gu’s attacks lacked finesse, whether slashing with his axe or punching, it looked simple, but contained nearly limitless power.

With each punch, the power of the Grand Dao burst forth directly.

As the Supre of Darkness was sent flying, blood trickled from the corner of his mouth.

Although the wound appeared minor, it was actually quite severe.

"You lost!" Pan Gu said calmly.

Though unwilling, the Supre of Darkness was not one to be a sore loser.

With a snort, he retreated to the faction of the Supres of the Myriad Realms.

At this mont, all the creatures of the Myriad Realms fell silent.

The defeat of the Supre of Darkness signified the defeat of the Myriad Realms as well.

Does it an the Myriad Realms are inferior to the Wildlands?

At this mont, the creatures of the Myriad Realms felt an imnse sense of despair.