Primordial Era: With unparalleled comprehension, I created three thousand demon realms.

Chapter 178 The only true world
Chaos Island.

Yuan Meng looked at Sun Wukong and Zhu Bajie. The great supernatural beings of the prehistoric world all knew about their conversation tonight.

However, even if Sun Wukong knew, there was nothing he could do to change it.

If you want to make a change, you need to have the ability.

Let strength speak for itself; that's the essence of the primordial world.

Sun Wukong is lying on a tree.

Looking at the Great Dao Divine Runes in his own soul space.

At first, Sun Wukong thought he was dreaming. Although he had come into contact with this thing, he didn't study it much. But now...

Sun Wukong directly touched the word "martial arts"!
Golden scripture reappeared on Sun Wukong's body, and the ancient scripture moved continuously, evolving into a world-shaking scripture.

Sun Wukong's eyes flashed with golden light.

A flood of information entered Sun Wukong's soul.

Regarding the cultivation methods of martial arts.

Chaos Island.

Yuan Meng looked at Sun Wukong with a smile on his face.

For Sun Wukong, martial arts was the best path of cultivation, bar none.

Compared to the Buddhist methods of cultivation, this undoubtedly stifles Sun Wukong's potential.

More importantly, Yuan Meng's subsequent plans still require Sun Wukong.

Otherwise, Yuan Meng wouldn't have focused his energy on Sun Wukong.

If you had that much time, Yuan Meng would have been better off attaining enlightenment.

As for how far Sun Wukong can ultimately go, that depends on Sun Wukong himself.

Relatively speaking, Sun Wukong is one of the best candidates for Yuan Meng's future plans.

As for the layout, we'll find out later; I won't go into details here.

Sun Wukong began to receive the martial arts legacy left by Yuan Meng, which can be considered as officially embarking on the path of martial arts.

Previously, Sun Wukong followed the Buddhist path, which was not bad, but the Buddhist path was not very suitable for him; martial arts were more suitable.

Just like the Six-Eared Macaque, Sun Wukong also possesses extraordinary talent in martial arts.

Chaos Island!!
Yuan Meng turned his gaze toward the Great World of Immortality!
Where Lingxi is fighting a powerful enemy!

The Great World of Immortality!
A blood-red altar, thousands of feet high, was formed from piled-up boulders, upon which flowed blood like a great river—the blood of gods and the blood of demons—constantly appearing on the altar.

The four primordial gods of the other world led all the other gods to kneel and pray before the blood-red altar.

Lingxi looked at this scene with a hint of doubt in her bright eyes. What were these guys up to now?

Several civilizations have passed since Lingxi's last great battle against the Old Stone King.

The sounds of sacrificial rites began.

"A call from millennia past, a prayer from billions of years past, our primordial ancestor, your descendants are calling out! You who stood proudly above all heavens, unrivaled in your life, your descendants yearn for your return..."

The resounding sounds of sacrificial rites resonate throughout history.

Spacetime is constantly fluctuating.

Lingxi's eyes glazed over as she looked at the blood-red altar.

A crimson light shot into the sky!

A crimson light thousands of feet long pierced through the world, divine blood was burning, and a red portal appeared in the void, which was slowly pushed open.

The terrifying portal to another world that connects to the Ones.

A menacing claw emerged from the doorway.

A claw the size of a mountain emerged from the portal, stirring up endless temporal storms. The claw was entirely black, covered with fine scales, and contained supreme divine power.

"Your Majesty!!" Lingxi's pupils contracted as she looked at the immense power carried by the claw.

Both emperors and sages are beings of the same level, that is, beings at the quasi-saint realm.

“It’s impossible for a Quasi-Saint to exist in this world. The path ahead is blocked, and even a Quasi-Saint would perish in this world.” Lingxi couldn’t help but think as she looked at the giant claw.

She never expected that there would be a quasi-saint in another world.

"Does the true form exist in another unknown world?" Lingxi's eyes shone with endless laws that evolved and intertwined within, and she saw another world.

That world bears the marks of human creation, surpassing all other realms and worlds within the Great World of Immortality.

This is what puzzled Lingxi the most.

"Could it be that the path to this world is cut off because this ancient world was created?" Lingxi had a hunch.

Endless laws shone in Lingxi's eyes, and endless divine light deduced, trying to see deeper into that world.

“There’s more than one aura of a Quasi-Saint.” Lingxi looked at the world behind the portal with a glint in her eyes.

An ancient aura permeates the air, carrying the presence of countless beings standing tall in the heavens.

What's even more terrifying is that those guys are all perfect, without any weakness or decline. That world can support emperors and kings!

A magnificent voice rang out.

"My body cannot stand in the illusory realm. I will summon the ninety-nine stone steps to support my body and seek out the Nirvana Holy City that I left behind to support my primordial spirit!!"

A vast and magnificent sound resounded.

The gods of the other world were excited. The invincible progenitor from before the Primordial Era had returned, enough to sweep across all the heavens and myriad realms.

However, the gods from the other world were caught off guard the next moment.

Whether it was the ninety-nine stone steps or the Nirvana site of the otherworldly progenitor, both were occupied by others, like a cuckoo taking over a magpie's nest.

Seeing this, Lingxi burst into laughter. She also set her sights on the Nirvana Land left behind by the progenitor of the other world, the number one holy city in the other world. It was once a place of transformation left behind by an emperor, possessing incredible power.

However, when Lingxi tried to go there, she got into a fight with one of the emperors who was occupying the city—or rather, a crippled emperor—and was forced to leave the Holy City.

But now it seems that when two tigers fight, one will inevitably be injured.

Lingxi was also happy to see this scene.

"Who is it?!" the Primordial Ancestor of the Otherworld roared, his demonic voice shaking the heavens and earth. He discovered that the holy city he had left behind had been occupied.

A detached voice rang out: "Since you've gone to the One True Realm, why return?"

"It's you?" The progenitor of the otherworld looked at the First Holy City.

A black claw extended, and at the same time, a blue claw shot out from within the Holy City, and the two collided directly.

The endless order of the Great Dao collided and then annihilated. However, both of them restrained their power, otherwise the entire other world would probably have been destroyed after this collision.

The true form of the progenitor of the other world could not return, and his combat power was reduced to less than one-tenth. Even a crippled emperor would not be able to defeat him.

"In retrospect, we were allies back then," the otherworldly progenitor said, realizing he couldn't shake the crippled emperor.

"From the moment you entered the One True Realm and banished me to these myriad worlds, we were no longer allies." The voice of the incomplete emperor echoed from the First Holy City of the Otherworld.

The progenitor of the other world fell silent as he looked at his former Nirvana ground, which had been overthrown and whose descendants had been enslaved. The anger in his heart was enough to spread throughout all the heavens and myriad worlds.

However, the progenitor of the otherworld held back. He has not truly returned yet; his true form is still in the One True Realm, and returning is not such a simple matter.

Just then, a celestial stele flew out from the First Holy City and suppressed the blood-red spatial gate.

"How dare you..." The progenitor of the otherworld roared in fury, his black claws revealing countless interwoven divine laws of the Great Dao.

The celestial monument fell, the spatial gate shattered, and the crimson altar below exploded, unable to provide energy to open a portal connecting to the One True Realm.

(End of this chapter)