Chapter 317 - 300: Saint Subdues with a Flick of His Finger_2
Wukong didn’t ask further about the Creation World, as Hong Jun knew only so much; further questions would be futile.
Three Thousand Great Worlds, encircling the one and only True Realm—the Creation World!
The Creation World is the three thousand and first world, the true overlord!
The Taoist Faction and the Buddhist Family both speak of Three Thousand Worlds; originally, the source of the Three Thousand Worlds was like this! Beneath the Creation World, the Three Thousand Worlds honor Creation as supreme.
Wukong flicked his finger, casting a Mirror Technique, displaying the likeness of Immortal Yang Mei and said, "Does the Taoist Patriarch recognize this person? I clashed with him, and his moves were inscrutable, beyond conjecture. I nearly suffered a great loss, but he let me sneak attack him, leaving a wound neither light nor heavy."
Upon seeing Immortal Yang Mei, Hong Jun couldn’t help but be startled and said, "This person is a Hollow Willow that attained enlightenment in the Chaotic World, having done so over a hundred million years ago. He was nourished by a strand of Creation Qi, which is why he has achieved so much! Twenty thousand years ago, I encountered him, and it was he who taught me Taoist Magic, but... this man’s thoughts are unfathomable. Thinking back now, I suspect he wanted to fatten me up as food and then devour me, to complete his plot."
Xuan Ming nodded and said, "Indeed, that line from Pangu’s memories ’Before Hong Jun, there was Heaven; I predate Hong Jun by a hundred million years’ wasn’t mere hearsay."
Hong Jun shook his head repeatedly and said, "This person is incredibly formidable; Wukong, you managing to escape from his grasp is truly an indication of boundless mana!"
Fuxi also shouted, "Just now, as I was divining about this person, he shot a glance that crossed countless light-years, instantly injuring my core essence. Had it not been for the Eight Trigrams exploding and completely blocking his gaze, I might have been refined alive by that single glance!"
Even at the pinnacle of Primordial Golden Immortal, infinitely close to a Heavenly Dao Saint, they were almost refined by a single look from Immortal Yang Mei, truly inscrutable!
After hearing this, Wukong pondered for a moment and said softly, "It seems that Immortal Yang Mei’s cultivation level has made great progress again, after devouring a strand of the Power of Creation, his mana has greatly increased. A single glance, crossing countless light-years to injure a top-tier Primordial Golden Immortal, is something I absolutely cannot do. At most, I could only inflict immense pressure on that Primordial Golden Immortal!"
The current Wukong was composed and serene, no longer the brash Monkey King who once claimed a mountain as his kingdom. Setbacks and failures lead to continuous growth.