Journey to the West: Sun Wukong's Advice System-Chapter 840 - 513: A Jade Slip

"What is that Phantom Shadow doing in the Heavens?" asked Supreme of Profound Mystery.

"Isn’t that obvious? Master Blood Robe is looking for Mr. Lu Yang! And He Yuan might be the only one in these heavens who knows Mr. Lu Yang’s whereabouts." retorted Supreme of the Blue Waves.

Supreme of Profound Mystery rolled his eyes; of course he knew that.

What he wanted to know more about was Phantom Shadow’s true purpose.

Not something as superficial as what Supreme of the Blue Waves implied.

At this moment, Supreme of the Dao Realm remained silent too.

He just watched, as Phantom Shadow caused trouble for He Yuan, he also wanted to know where the Senior Brother was. As soon as he confirmed Senior Brother’s location, he wouldn’t be as fearful.

Whether the plan succeeded or failed, it would be clear at a glance.

Unlike now, where it was so troublesome.

He even began to suspect that the Chaos Martial Ancestor was actually Senior Brother’s doing.

Otherwise, how could such a powerful figure emerge all of a sudden, and how could he have allowed the Great Desolation to grow so powerful in such a short time?

Simultaneously, even the Ancestor of the Primordial Beginning was incessantly pondering.

He too was wary of Lu Yang.

He wasn’t afraid of Supreme of the Dao Realm, but he feared the Senior Brother.

As soon as he heard news of Senior Brother’s potential return, he would immediately flee.

Moreover, had it not been for his significant investment and his true body being sealed, he would have fled upon hearing Senior Brother’s name.

Senior Brother, unbeatable!

This was a consensus among their brotherhood.

A shadow that loomed over all of them!

At this moment, Phantom Shadow and He Yuan were locked in a fierce battle.

They seemed evenly matched with no clear victor in sight for now.

"If I don’t see Lord Lu Yang today, I will annihilate your Pure Land!" Phantom Shadow said coldly.

He raised the ink blade in his hand once more. fгee𝑤ebɳoveɭ.cøm

Even the ink blade felt helpless.

Since gaining sentience, apart from the days when it was suppressed by the Archaic Ancestor, it had mainly been using humans, commanding blade slaves.

Now, being wielded as a weapon felt strangely novel.

It didn’t require much thought, and it even felt somewhat comfortable.

From the ink blade emanated a powerful presence, and as a beam of blood-red light fell from the blade, it transformed into a blood-colored river, sweeping towards the Pure Land.

At this moment, all living beings in the Pure Land were shrouded in death.

Fortunately, He Yuan reacted swiftly.

Wielding a longsword, He Yuan shattered the blood river with a single strike, then pushed Phantom Shadow back.

A supreme battle with nearly three thousand Dao Divine Patterns was rare.

Their fight was equally thrilling.

Every move of Phantom Shadow was deadly.

It wasn’t that He Yuan was inferior, but Phantom Shadow fought without honor.

He would make stealth attacks on the Pure Land.

He Yuan had to split his attention to protect the Pure Land.

At this point, their battle had reached a stalemate.

Almost everyone realized that if no one intervened, the deadlock in the Pure Land might not be broken.

It was evident that Phantom Shadow was incredibly persistent.

He Yuan also found the opponent very difficult to deal with.

However, whenever Lu Yang was mentioned, He Yuan would remain silent.

Everyone knew He Yuan had received grace from Lu Yang, but they had no idea of the details, nor how He Yuan met Lu Yang, or what he received from him.

Both Supreme of the Dao Realm and the Ancestor of the Primordial Beginning wanted to force this information out.

"Just tell me where Lord Lu Yang is, and I will leave immediately!" Phantom Shadow insisted.

He Yuan’s face looked extremely grim.

"Lord Lu Yang won’t meet anyone. You can ask him in person when he returns!"

Even with He Yuan’s words, Phantom Shadow was relentless, continuing to pester him.

"Father God, Pure Land is allied with the Great Desolation, shouldn’t we help?" Houtu asked.

Since He Yuan returned, the Pure Land had grown closer to the Great Desolation.

There hadn’t been any significant conflicts between them.

Now that He Yuan was targeted, shouldn’t the Great Desolation offer assistance?

"No need, He Yuan will handle it himself. No need for unnecessary actions!" Pan Gu chuckled.

Houtu did not ask further.

Meanwhile, on Mount Buzhou, Sun Wukong was seated at a stone table, studying a few marks.

A single large, bright mark was at the top.

Below it were five smaller marks.

However, of the five marks, only three were currently illuminated, while the other two remained dim.

After a while, the first mark lit up as well.

"Found you! So you were already in play! No wonder I couldn’t find you!" Sun Wukong chuckled.

However, he was puzzled by the last mark.

The Five Disciples of the Great Dao, four were present, but where was the fifth?

He pondered for a long time but couldn’t figure it out.

But he was sure that Lu Yang knew where the fifth was.

Above the Pure Land.

Qu Chen had a grim expression, watching the two figures whose emanating aura gave him a sense of immense oppression.

Oppression!

With two thousand eight hundred Divine Patterns, he could only watch.

The other Honorable Pure Land cultivators were in an even worse state, staying by Qu Chen’s side to protect the Pure Land from being affected by the battle.

"Qu Chen, should we activate the ultimate defense of the Pure Land?" asked Heavenly Voyager Honorable.

The Pure Land, unlike the Myriad Realms of the Heavens, was more like a base for a hidden force, crafted by human hands, and could even be considered a treasure.

It was an artifact far stronger than the Ark of Salvation.

Its purpose was to respond to the final tribulation.

With powerful enemies now attacking and no suitable way to counter them, Heavenly Voyager raised the suggestion of using the Pure Land to defend.