Chapter 1247: Chapter 393: Journey to the Western Continent
What does that coffin bury? The true form of the stone monkey?
Thinking of this, Sun Wukong shook his head, feeling that it was unlikely.
If it really were the true form of the stone monkey, the other party wouldn’t need a drop of his blood.
The true form of such a powerful being, even if dead, would be difficult to decay.
If the divine material within the true form were refined, the success rate for resurrection should be much higher than with his drop of blood.
Therefore, it is definitely not the true form of the stone monkey.
As for what it is, only the remnant thoughts of the stone monkey know now.
With these thoughts turning in his mind, Sun Wukong didn’t speak.
He left with the others, departing from the Endless Abyss.
There were no powerful monsters to obstruct them, nor any mysterious powers enshrouding them, making it easy for Sun Wukong and the others to find a way out.
Almost as soon as they had entered, they quickly exited.
They emerged from the Endless Abyss and looked back, seeing only chaos.
Although it was a chasm and a chaotic abyss, to such powerful beings as them, it posed no threat and could be easily crossed.
The Endless Abyss had disappeared.
The Martial King sighed; he had once wanted to uncover the secrets of the Endless Abyss, but ultimately failed.
In the process, he even released the World-Destroying Demon Cloud.
Though it was just a stream and posed not too great a threat, it had shocked them at the time, nearly making the Martial King want to flee.
The main issue was that the World-Destroying Demonic Qi was too terrifying; once it appeared, it signified the demise of a Great Realm.
"It feels like a dream; when you wake, the Endless Abyss has disappeared."
The Martial King sighed.
Hearing the Martial King’s words, everyone glanced at him without speaking.
They had also sensed the terror of the Endless Abyss; for any powerful being with Heavenly Emperor Level strength, breaking through it and killing their way out would not be an easy task.
Sun Wukong’s ability to endure up to now felt incredible to them.
"Let’s go."
Sun Wukong reminded.
To him, the most mysterious things within the Endless Abyss were nothing but the remnant thoughts of the stone monkey and that coffin.
Now that both have disappeared, what else is worth caring about? They can just leave directly.
Everyone nodded and left this place.
As everyone departed from here, the Nine Wastes rapidly decayed.
Living beings drew power from the Nine Wastes to survive and, in turn, provided nutrients to allow the Nine Wastes to continue existing.
This was a cycle, the key to a great world’s longevity.
If this cycle did not exist, no matter how powerful a world, it could not sustain such massive consumption, and it would ultimately be destroyed.
With the loss of living beings, the Nine Wastes lost its foundation.
The Nine Wastes’ Law was already incomplete, just ruins, and now it has completely collapsed.
Once the last living being left the Nine Wastes, it slowly vanished, swallowed by chaos.
The entire Nine Wastes was utterly obliterated.
Witnessing this scene, the living beings of the Nine Wastes, including some strong ones, could not help but weep bitterly.
It was their home, bad as it was, a home nevertheless.
Now, their home disappeared; they came to a broader Three Realms, but their hearts were heavy, as if something was blocking their chest.
Home is gone.
Sun Wukong and the others sighed, and though they had not experienced the same, they empathized with their feelings.
This feeling of home disappearing is undeniably distressing.
The Martial King’s expression was also somewhat downcast.
But in the end, he was once a king, overwhelmingly powerful, yet unable to protect his home.
In fact, he was a complete failure.
When the Kunlun Realm was destroyed, he couldn’t defend it.
Now, he still couldn’t protect a mere Kunlun Ruins.
The Eastern King walked over, patted the Martial King’s shoulder, and said, "Cry out if you want to."
The Martial King sighed, then gave the Eastern King a glance and uttered a single word.
"Scram."
The Eastern King laughed heartily, not taking offense.
He could feel the Martial King’s helplessness and anger.
All those who came from that era, including the Eastern King, had felt this same helplessness.
"Alright, take us to the Western Continent. I suppose the hosts here don’t wish for us to linger."
The Martial King said, his gaze falling on the Queen Mother of the West.
The Queen Mother of the West showed a somewhat embarrassed expression but still nodded.
Kunlun has always been her domain. Naturally, she didn’t want anyone else to encroach here.
"I, Old Sun, am the male master here. If I, Old Sun, don’t want you here, do you have any complaints?"
Sun Wukong asked.
Seeing Sun Wukong speak, the Martial King naturally had nothing to say.
He smiled and said, "The Great Saint is the master here; we shall not disturb. Please send us to the Western Continent."
"I’ll take you."
Nezha jumped out from the side.
Sun Wukong raised an eyebrow, realizing that Yang Jian had softened his heart and released Nezha so quickly.
He had thought Yang Jian would lock Nezha up for hundreds of years this time.
Yet, he was released so quickly.
Nezha made a face at Sun Wukong, then smiled as he said to the Martial King, "The Western Continent isn’t a nice place; there are at least three Heavenly Emperor-level strong ones. One acts as an ally of the Heavenly Court named Emperor Jun, the other two are together, one called Eastern Emperor Tai Yi, and the other possibly the greatest enemy of the Three Realms, those who destroyed your people back then."
"What?"
The Martial King’s eyes widened.
He looked at the Eastern King with an inquiring expression.
"The Elder Lord wants to keep him to lure them and wipe them out completely."
The Eastern King transmitted.
The Martial King couldn’t help but say, "Crazy, doesn’t he know how terrifying those people are? Wasn’t it enough being killed back then? Now he dares to take such risks."
The Eastern King shrugged, not speaking.
This was not something he could decide; it was the Elder Lord’s plan.
The Martial King also understood this point. He took a deep breath and said no more.
"I won’t let them go; if there’s a chance, I’ll definitely kill them."
The Martial King declared. The Three Realms is their only refuge now and mustn’t face any unexpected events.
So, regardless of what the Elder Lord’s plan is, he is determined to eliminate those people.
The Eastern King showed no response; this was the Martial King’s affair, irrelevant to him.
But if his assistance was needed, the Eastern King wouldn’t begrudge his help.
Nezha led them to the Western Continent.
Meanwhile, the Heavenly Soldiers and Generals aided in transportation.
Such commotion naturally couldn’t escape the notice of the strong ones of the Three Realms.
Everyone was unaware of what transpired, nor did they know where these people came from.
"Such a strong aura, it’s at the Heavenly Emperor level, not weaker than myself. Who are these people?"
Eastern Emperor Tai Yi stared in this direction.
At this moment, the voice beside him spoke up.
"The Martial King of Kunlun and other Remnant Clans. These survivors have come to the Three Realms; this time, we can wipe them out completely."