Journey to the West: Sun Wukong's Advice System
Chapter 941 - 561: Siege

Chapter 941: Chapter 561: Siege

Beyond the Ancient Wilderness, it seemed to have fallen into a stalemate.

Qing Lan, bringing the Supreme of Darkness, landed on Mount Buzhou.

"Martial Ancestor!"

Originally, Qing Lan thought Sun Wukong was the Fifth Disciple, but through Lu Yang, she also learned that the Fifth Disciple had not shown up yet.

"Is he ready?" Sun Wukong said with a smile.

"Eldest Brother is ready, I earnestly ask for your help, Senior!" Qing Lan pleaded.

"My help is already on the way." Sun Wukong replied.

Qing Lan was initially slightly stunned, then looked at Sun Wukong again.

Could it be Pan Gu?

But Pan Gu only has just over two thousand nine hundred Dao Divine Patterns, what use could his aid be even if he goes?

Yet Qing Lan didn’t ask further.

Instead, Sun Wukong had Qing Lan sit down and said, "Didn’t you understand what I told you before? In this world, there are no two identical flowers. How do you know that the flower before you isn’t the one you truly want?"

Qing Lan’s form shivered slightly, she glanced at the darkness and saw it had no reaction, knowing that Sun Wukong’s words hadn’t reached Darkness’s ears.

"Martial Ancestor, enough with the jokes, I know clearly what I want." Qing Lan said.

"I hope you won’t regret it later."

Then Sun Wukong waved his hand, and a scene appeared before everyone’s eyes.

"Eldest Brother!"

In the scene, it was precisely He Yuan.

At this moment, He Yuan was calm and composed, sitting cross-legged on a mat, floating amidst the chaos.

In front of him lay a sword.

It was the Scholar Sword.

At this moment, a figure appeared before He Yuan.

"Master, don’t come over, quickly... leave..."

This figure was Yu Zhu!

But now Yu Zhu’s origin was severely injured, even his body was sliced in half, with his lower half missing.

Of course, the physical injury was minor, the important thing was the source wound.

His breath was already very weak, as if he might die in the next moment.

Yet, even when life was at stake, Yu Zhu still urged He Yuan to leave quickly!

However, He Yuan did not leave but instead went to Yu Zhu’s side, transferring a massive amount of Origin Power into Yu Zhu’s body, stabilizing Yu Zhu’s injuries, and even his lower body gradually recovered.

Though Yu Zhu’s injuries were stabilized, the source wound was not so easily healed.

After this, He Yuan’s complexion visibly turned more ashen.

"After so many years, you’re still as hypocritical as ever, but what use is garnering goodwill like this now?"

Chong Xu appeared, looking at He Yuan, the flames of hatred in his eyes seemingly about to erupt.

He Yuan did not respond.

"Chong Xu, how can you attribute the death of Senior Huang Jie to Master? This... this was clearly the fault of those three Great Chaos ones..." Yu Zhu shielded He Yuan.

"My Master’s death... was Lu Yang, the hypocrite’s fault. If not for him, how could my Master have died to shield against the three Chaos Lords? My Master wouldn’t have died!" Chong Xu roared with fury.

As if venting his years of resentment.

The scene of that day, the scene of his Master’s departure, seemed to replay before his eyes.

"It’s me... I’m sorry, Huang Jie, sorry, Primordial Chaos!" He Yuan’s voice was slightly hoarse.

"Friend Chong Xu, you were indeed right. As soon as something happens to Yu Zhu, Lu Yang will definitely show up. Moreover, by severely injuring Yu Zhu’s origin, Lu Yang indeed expended his own origin to heal him. Hahaha!" Fang Huai appeared.

Behind him, there were seven figures, all from the four Great Chaos clans.

They quickly surrounded Lu Yang, sealing the space with Great Divine Power.

He Yuan, it seems he walked right into the trap, coming alone.

Even knowing there was a trap, he still resolutely walked in.

It’s time to reclaim a little interest.

"You die for me!"

In the next instant, Chong Xu swiftly attacked He Yuan.

In his hand was also a longsword, a blade of Chaos Treasure grade.

But, facing that blade, He Yuan did not dodge at all.

That longsword pierced right through He Yuan’s body.

This scene took Chong Xu by surprise.

Why didn’t he dodge?

"I wronged Huang Jie, and wronged you too. Let this sword be my repayment to you." He Yuan struck, his aura directly forcing Chong Xu back.

Having endured Chong Xu’s full-force strike, He Yuan was not unscathed either, his complexion turning even paler, having suffered a source wound before even starting the fight.

At this moment, Chong Xu looked at He Yuan with a complex expression.

"Chong Xu, don’t be deceived by him, quickly kill him, and the Primordial Chaos will have no match for us!" A voice resounded, it was Bing Huan of the Taishi Chaos.

Her long sleeves flew out like flowing clouds, powerful forces striking towards He Yuan.

The others held nothing back either.

Everyone exerted their full strength.

After all, they all knew of Lu Yang’s renowned reputation.

Even in his severely wounded state, with his soul torn, they dared not underestimate him in the slightest.

They even went all out, fully focused.

After all, a starved camel is still bigger than a horse.

This one was once the foremost under the Great Dao.

Chong Xu did not hesitate, flying out again.

There were nine who came in total.

The strength of these nine was above two thousand nine hundred and forty Dao Divine Patterns.

Those more powerful ones like Bing Huan and Fang Huai, at this moment their strength reached the level of two thousand nine hundred and sixty Dao Divine Patterns, their strength had recovered to eighty or ninety percent.

Nine people joined forces, even this chaos was torn apart, the Breath of Chaos dissipated.

Countless Rule of Light, nine illusory Great Dao Rivers pressed directly towards He Yuan.

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