Journey to the West: Sun Wukong's Advice System
Chapter 679 - 436 A Lock_2

Chapter 679: Chapter 436 A Lock_2

The final destination of this beam of starlight was clear to all.

Subsequently, the barrier formed by the Miao Realm Saint Emperor appeared, closely joining forces with the one previously created by the Golden Holy Emperor.

At that moment, whether one believed the Miao Realm Saint Emperor was innocent or sought to have him confess his crimes, everyone fell into silence.

There are indeed people who, for love, would give up everything.

And there are truly those who, for love, would follow closely.

"It’s really touching!"

Within the Secret Forces, Ancestor of the Primordial Beginning chuckled with a hint of mockery.

This time, he had not come away empty-handed either.

The Guardians of the Five Elements joining forces can withstand the Supreme Battle Power.

With both the Golden Holy Emperor and the Miao Realm Saint Emperor dead, the Guardians of the Five Elements are practically finished.

"Prepare to transition beyond the Chaotic Myriad Realms; soon they will locate our position," ordered Ancestor of the Primordial Beginning, his smile fading.

The headquarters of the Secret Forces was actually located within the Myriad Realms.

It remained undiscovered only by the skillful deception of Ancestor of the Primordial Beginning, making it invisible to the Supremes.

But now, it could no longer be hidden.

"Yes!"

Lord of Silence and Master of the Tower of Time responded in unison.

However, a look of determination flashed in the eyes of the Master of the Tower of Time.

During the transformation of the Golden Holy Emperor and the Miao Realm Saint Emperor into starlight, a pair of eyes had watched everything.

Qing Lan!

Gazing at the scene before her, she plunged into deep thought and reminiscence.

Meanwhile, the Chaotic Myriad Realms suddenly shook, attracting everyone’s attention.

Out of the eighteen Epoch ruins, aside from the Ancient Gods’ Epoch, traces of heritage had emerged from the remaining seventeen Epochs.

And among the seventeen Epochs, even after the heritage of the Origin Epoch had ended, there was still one whose legacy had not.

The Abyssal Epoch!

Among the eighteen Epochs, it was particularly unique, with characteristics closely resembling those of Dark Distortion.

"I went to the ruins of the Abyssal Epoch before, but in the end, I was transported out," said a Saint Emperor.

"Inside the Abyssal Epoch, filled with Dark Distortion, many Saint Emperors lost their way. Many entered, but less than thirty percent returned."

The ruins of the Abyssal Epoch opened up, and because of a special item mentioned by Hei Feng and Xiao Ke of the Abyssal Epoch, many Saint Emperors, even Supremes, entered in search of opportunities.

But half died, and the vast majority were transported out after obtaining part of the heritage.

The so-called item capable of turning an Epoch into a distortion remained unseen.

Of course, it’s worth mentioning that the Supreme of Darkness of the Myriad Realms Epoch had not appeared, and was very likely involved in the struggle for that artifact, the core heritage.

Now, looking at these fluctuations, it was evident that a result had been reached.

"Hei Feng, even as the last True Spirit vanishes, you still refuse to hand over that thing to me?"

Within the node of the Abyssal Epoch ruins, a roar echoed.

Xiao Ke!

The one who had betrayed his Epoch and managed to transform into the Twisted Supreme.

It seemed that in the end, he still hadn’t obtained that artifact.

"Xiao Ke, don’t you understand? It’s not that I won’t give you the thing, it’s that the thing has not chosen you!"

At that moment, a phantom appeared.

The Supreme of the Abyssal Epoch, Hei Feng.

Just then, before Xiao Ke could command his possessed being to speak, the Supreme of the Dao Realm struck, shattering the strong being that he had controlled.

"It seems now Darkness has obtained that thing," the Supreme of the Dao Realm said.

"Darkness?" the Supreme of the Spirit Realm frowned, "If I remember correctly, Qing Lan has always moved through chaos under the identity of the Child of Darkness; their relationship doesn’t seem ordinary. What is Darkness, after all..."

This question was what the other Supremes also wanted to ask.

The Supreme of Darkness had always been very mysterious.

"Darkness... To speak of it, you could say she’s like my elder sister’s Guardian," said the Supreme of the Dao Realm, his expression somewhat complex, but he preferred not to elaborate further.

"What exactly is that oddity from the Abyssal Epoch?" asked the Supreme of Light.

"It is a lock!" declared the Supreme of the Dao Realm, "In the world, where there are desires, demons and shadows are birthed.

My teacher had been researching this, even going so far as to use herself as a test subject, fostering her own shadowy side,

At that time, it was this lock that suppressed the shadow, accumulating distortions over days and months.

If classified by tier, this lock has already surpassed the treasures of chaos, but... it is ominous!"

While speaking, a streak of light had already descended in the great hall of the dark world, arriving before Qing Lan.

By this moment, Qing Lan had reigned in all her emotions.

"I’ve obtained that item," the Supreme of Darkness said with a smile.

In that smile, there was full of joy and anticipation.

Like a schoolchild who had done something, awaiting praise from a teacher.

If outsiders were to see this, they would surely be astonished.

This was the Supreme of Darkness.

In the chaotic Myriad Realms, the Supreme of Darkness was absolutely a top-notch Demon Head, but who did he ever behave like this in front of?

Even the Supreme of the Dao Realm could not subdue him.

Moreover, the current state of the Supreme of Darkness did not look good.

One of his hands was incomplete, his arm broken; from the wound, black flames continued to burst out, preventing the wound from healing.

As a Supreme, regenerating a limb was a trifle, but it was these black flames, filled with malice and distortion, that prevented the Supreme of Darkness from healing, even causing unbearable agony.

But he felt that as long as he could see the person before him, even just a smile or a word of praise, all that he had done was worthwhile.

Yet facing the Supreme of Darkness, Qing Lan showed not a hint of excitement, not a word of praise, but instead glanced at the Supreme of Darkness with some disgust.

"How many times have I told you not to dirty this face, not to damage this body..."

Suddenly, the body of the Supreme of Darkness trembled violently.

After a moment of silence, as if mustering courage, the Supreme of Darkness said, "You know, he cannot come back. And even if he could return, there’s no possibility for you two, after all..."

"Shut up!"

A harsh shout cut off what the Supreme of Darkness was about to say.

"Leave the item and get out!" Qing Lan commanded coldly.

The Supreme of Darkness dared not say more, a stream of light fled from his hands, landing before Qing Lan.

That light was none other than an ancient lock.

However, the lock was covered with black patterns, full of malice and discomforting even for the mighty.

Afterwards, the Supreme of Darkness turned and left.

But in the instant he left, a trace of reluctance crossed the eyes of Qing Lan, who until then had been expressionless.

Looking at the dark lock, she murmured, "No matter the cost, even if it drains my life, I will see you returned, come back to me."

Now, everyone knew of Qing Lan’s mysterious origins.

The Supremes knew even more that Qing Lan was the third disciple from the Great Path, the senior sister to the Ancestor of the Primordial Beginning.

But they had no idea that all Qing Lan did was for the resurrection of her teacher.

The purpose was to bring back the one she loved.

Even if that love had to stay hidden in her heart, even if it might never be expressed...

Qing Lan never spoke of this to anyone, but both the Ancestor of the Primordial Beginning and the Supreme of the Dao Realm could see it, though they chose not to address it.

That face of the Supreme of Darkness was their teacher’s face...

That face was where Qing Lan placed her longing for her teacher, also a vessel for her inexpressible emotions.

Perhaps she knew it was all unfair to the Supreme of Darkness.

Perhaps she even noticed that the Supreme of Darkness might have had those types of feelings for her.

But Qing Lan always abided by that line, never crossing it.

Perhaps she had once tried to let the Supreme of Darkness take her teacher’s place in her heart.

But it failed.

Otherwise, she would not have constantly queried the Chaos Martial Ancestor, asking if there were indeed two identical flowers in the world; back then, the answer of the Chaos Martial Ancestor was negative.

It was also because of what the Chaos Martial Ancestor had said that Qing Lan became even more distant from the Supreme of Darkness, even intentionally keeping her distance.

Each time she did so, Qing Lan felt a subtle pain in her heart, but there were reasons she had to act this way.

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