Journey to the West: Sun Wukong's Advice System
Chapter 662 - 428: The Truth

Chapter 662: Chapter 428: The Truth

At that moment, everyone wore a face of astonishment.

"What happened? What did the Ten Thousand Forests Holy Emperor see!?"

"What could make a Holy Emperor lose control in an instant?"

Beyond their surprise, people were mostly curious.

Because previously, Pan Gu had already explained that the bamboo slips recorded secrets of the origin and secrets of the end.

He even said that if Wukong were to see the bamboo slips, he too would lose control.

This shrouded the bamboo slips in an air of utmost mystery.

Meanwhile, the three Supremes at the Mountain of Inheritance didn’t react slowly either; they acted together, ready to capture the Ten Thousand Forests Holy Emperor.

The power of these three Supremes was not too weak either; their actions were equally grand.

However, just as they were about to capture the Ten Thousand Forests Holy Emperor, he suddenly disappeared into thin air in the sky.

At that instant, not only were the three Supremes baffled, the powerful beings witnessing the scene were also shocked.

The disappearance of the Ten Thousand Forests Holy Emperor just now was too eerie.

The Ink Blade had just pierced through space, and that was how it left the Epoch Ruins.

But the disappearance of the Ten Thousand Forests Holy Emperor happened suddenly, so sudden that many Supremes failed to see how it occurred.

No traces of Dao charm or fluctuations of Laws remained at the scene.

"Pan Gu masters a path leaning towards space. If we talk about achievements in space, none throughout the eighteen epochs could match Pan Gu," said the Supreme of the Dao Realm.

That bamboo slip indeed stirred many people’s minds.

But the sudden departure of the Ten Thousand Forests Holy Emperor also left everyone clueless about the specific whereabouts of the bamboo slip.

...

Meanwhile, at the Primordial Incomplete Mountain, a figure appeared out of nowhere inside the Ancestral Martial Palace.

And Sun Wukong seemed to have been prepared, with a stone table on which rested two cups of hot tea, as if just waiting for this person’s arrival.

The person finally showed his face, and it was indeed the Ten Thousand Forests Holy Emperor who had just vanished at the Mountain of Inheritance.

Looking at Sun Wukong, he said nothing.

At this moment, he appeared as if he were observing an old friend, his expression immensely complex.

Moreover, the aura about him was profound, far surpassing that of any Holy Emperor.

"During the Origin Period, I’ve always been skeptical about your disappearance. It seems your disappearance was always premeditated and prepared. What exactly do you intend to do?" the Ten Thousand Forests Holy Emperor said in a deep voice, his voice slightly pausing afterward.

"Epoch, I never thought there would come a day for us to meet again."

Upon hearing these words, Sun Wukong first fell silent, then spoke gravely, "If I say I intend to do nothing, would you believe me?"

The Ten Thousand Forests Holy Emperor was silent for a moment, "I believe."

At that moment, he was no Ten Thousand Forests Holy Emperor; clearly, someone else was commanding his will.

And that person was very likely Pan Gu, one of the seven origin ancestors.

As for the term he used to address Sun Wukong, it was even more bewildering.

Yuan!

Sun Wukong had indeed told Xia Feng before that he was once the Yuan Ancestor, one of the seven origin ancestors, and moreover an ancient god of the ancient god epoch. He left his traces in various epochs, experiencing different journeys.

But even Pan Gu believed Sun Wukong was the Yuan Ancestor, which means he likely wasn’t mistaken.

In fact, at this moment Sun Wukong was also lost in thoughts.

This narrative was something he made up, yet why would Pan Gu be so certain that he was the Yuan Ancestor?

Of course, though he didn’t know the reason, he still played along.

"Regardless, you did nothing to hinder the Origin Epoch," Pan Gu continued, "Looking over the eighteen epochs, you have strived to help the epochs transcend.

Whatever your purpose was, everything you did was beneficial. And haven’t we also enjoyed our association?"

At this moment, Pan Gu seemed to drop all his defenses, looking at Sun Wukong as if he were gazing at a close friend, and said, "The last bit of my True Spirit attached itself to this Holy Emperor and came seeking you, as there are some issues..."

Before Pan Gu could finish, Sun Wukong smiled, "What you have found is mostly correct."

Pan Gu’s hand trembled slightly, causing water to drop onto the stone table.

An existence like Pan Gu shouldn’t make such a mistake.

"Epoch, is it truly born from destruction, truly blossoming from a corpse?" Pan Gu said incredulously.

But Sun Wukong appeared very calm.

For him, there was nothing unexpected.

Like the Vast Wilderness, it was also his master Pan Gu who fell alone, giving birth to all things, opening heavens and splitting the earth, allowing life to flourish.

Without Pan Gu’s sacrifices, how would the Vast Wilderness have taken its critical first step?

And not just the Vast Wilderness; in the chaotic Myriad Realms, there are many such cases: with the falling of powerful beings, they could leave legacies for all beings, even giving birth to powerful civilizations.

The reasoning was understood by all.

What really troubled Pan Gu was that the Epoch, so vast and mighty, also stemmed from a corpse; how incredibly powerful it must have been when alive!

It wasn’t that Pan Gu couldn’t accept that the Epoch was born from a corpse; rather, he was having difficulty accepting the unimaginable strength of that corpse.

"Is that corpse, the Great Path itself?" Pan Gu continued to ask.

"Not just the Epoch, but also all those endless Dark Distortions are derived from the corpse," said Sun Wukong.

"Is this what those Twisted Supremes seek? The Supreme Above?" Pan Gu gave a wry smile, "Is the purpose of our epoch’s existence merely to prepare for the revival of that supreme entity of the Great Path? How vast is the nourishment from the eighteen epochs?"

In the bamboo slip he compiled, the origin of the Epoch was such, and the ruin of the epoch was also a conspiracy.

These epoch powerhouses truly cannot transcend the epoch’s calamities, for the end is already destined.

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