Journey to the West: Sun Wukong's Advice System
Chapter 674 - 434: The Traitor

Chapter 674: Chapter 434: The Traitor

"If the Chaos Martial Ancestor is indeed an ancient god, then my secret forces..." the Lord of Silence hesitated.

By saying this, wasn’t it a bit rash for his lordship to have declared war on the Chaos Martial Ancestor before?

If they were to simply drop a few nuclear bombs, how many Supremes from their secret forces would be enough to die?

He wanted to survive too!

"The demise of the Ancient Gods’ Epoch had a contribution from my secret forces; this enmity has already been formed, the Chaos Martial Ancestor will certainly not let things go easily," said the Master of the Tower of Time from the side.

The Ancestor of the Primordial Beginning did not continue discussing this issue, his gaze shifted towards the Chaotic Myriad Realms, and he sneered, "These guys want to imitate the Ancient Gods’ Epoch, locking up the Myriad Realms Epoch, blocking my penetration of the Void Great Path.

This method must be provided by the Origin of Ten Thousand Realms, right?

Origin of Ten Thousand Realms... different from the origins of other epochs, this origin seems to have its thoughts and consciousness? Interesting, interesting!

Supreme of the Dao Realm, Ancestor of Early Dawn, after so many years, you still lurk deep.

Now I want to see whether your calculations pan out, or whether my setup is more perfect."

At this moment, on the other side in the Vast Wilderness, Sun Wukong looked at that vortex in the chaos, seemingly recalling a rush of memories.

Immediately, his voice echoed through the Vast Wilderness, "Saints of Primordial Desolation, cast forth your consciousness!"

This phrase resonated throughout the Vast Wilderness.

The next moment, all the qualified powerhouses within the Vast Wilderness released their consciousness.

Severing a part of the consciousness wouldn’t have any impact.

But if it were just called upon by the Supreme of the Dao Realm, they would surely have reservations.

But Sun Wukong’s command was different; all the powerhouses in the Vast Wilderness complied unconditionally.

The next moment, a dense mass of light spots also flew out from the Vast Wilderness.

Over the years, the Quasi-Saints in the Vast Wilderness could no longer be considered powerful.

The number of Quasi-Saints was unprecedentedly large.

"What is the Vast Wilderness trying to do..." the Supreme of Light exclaimed in surprise.

They, the Chaotic Myriad Realms, wanted to set up barriers, and originally did not take the Vast Wilderness into account.

Or rather, they had already prepared to manage some affairs of the Vast Wilderness through a collective consciousness.

Now, the voluntary convergence of the consciousness of the Vast Wilderness’ powerhouses towards this side was unexpected for them.

"The Chaos Martial Ancestor is very smart; nothing in the Chaotic Myriad Realms can escape his calculations," the Origin of Ten Thousand Realms said gravely, not stopping the influx of the consciousness of the Vast Wilderness’ powerhouses.

Or rather, it wasn’t within her ability to expel the consciousness of the warriors from the Vast Wilderness.

Furthermore, from a certain perspective, this was actually beneficial.

With the influx of the consciousness of the Vast Wilderness’ powerhouses, the vortex above the Ten Thousand Realms began to expand and grow even larger.

The variegated and vast power of consciousness could even destroy the consciousness of a Supreme.

Quickly, the voice of the Supreme of the Dao Realm resounded again, "Kill those who do not merge their consciousness!"

As his voice fell, several beams of white light suddenly appeared from within the Dao Realm, bursting with killing intent.

"Whoosh!"

Almost instantly, several figures were directly struck, turning into dust and vanishing without a trace.

There was no explanation, nor was any plea for mercy allowed.

Decisive in killing!

Among those killed, there were not a few Holy Emperors, including some top Holy Emperors.

But the Supreme of the Dao Realm ordered their execution without hesitation.

Onlookers were silenced, and some even felt fortunate that they hadn’t tried to be sneaky.

"Boom!!!"

In less than ten breaths of time, the consciousness vortex above the Ten Thousand Realms released a burst of multicolored radiance.

Subsequently, a beam of light shot out from the vortex, and the light released from the beam formed layer upon layer of thin films.

"I feel as if my consciousness is in it," exclaimed a powerhouse.

"My consciousness is in it, and I can actually communicate with others. This consciousness collective is too miraculous."

At this moment, virtually all the powerhouses of the Ten Thousand Realms and Pure Land felt amazed.

The collision and communication of consciousnesses drew them closer to one another.

And they all knew they had only invested a fraction of their consciousness, whereas in the Ancient Gods’ Epoch, nearly all the powerhouses had invested all of their consciousness.

Such an exchange of consciousness could truly be considered merging into each other.

Meanwhile, the Origin of Ten Thousand Realms closed her eyes, her consciousness instantly connected to that network of consciousness.

At this moment, she could feel the joy and anger of countless powerhouses, even glimpsing some of their thoughts.

The Supremes of the Ten Thousand Realms, seeing this scene, did not say much, just quietly observing the Origin of Ten Thousand Realms.

It wasn’t long before the Origin of Ten Thousand Realms slightly parted her lips.

"Holy Emperor of Luyi!"

"Holy Emperor of Luyi!"

"..."

She called out a string of Holy Emperor names, including existences from the Chaotic Myriad Realms and from Pure Land.

Suddenly, a figure appeared, looking at the Origin of Ten Thousand Realms and asking, "Is the information reliable?"

"I am completely certain!" the Origin of Ten Thousand Realms opened her eyes.

The one speaking before her was the Supreme of Pure Land—Qu Chen!

The next moment, the Supreme shadow above the Dao Realm pointed.

"Ah—"

Accompanied by a scream, a figure turned into a mist of blood and dissipated.

"What’s going on? Did the Holy Emperor of Luyi commit some taboo to provoke the Supreme’s killing?"

The many Holy Emperors trembled with fear.

The Holy Emperors of the Chaotic Myriad Realms numbered nearly a hundred.

With various inheritances continuously emerging, along with the descent of the Chaotic Qingyun List, the number of Holy Emperors doubled.

The Holy Emperor of Luyi was considered one of the older existences.

Moreover, in the eyes of the other Holy Emperors, he was low-profile and amiable, never having made enemies.

In the circle of Holy Emperors, he had a good reputation, and he had many friends.