"So, Nüwa wants Brother Wukong to transform back into the Five-Colored God Stone so that she can refine it to mend the sky?" Ye Xuan growled in a low voice, an extremely tyrannical aura permeating the air.
"You're wrong."
Suddenly, Patriarch Subodhi slowly shook his head and said, "Although Nüwa has done Wukong a favor, how can he transform back into the Five-Colored God Stone for such a favor?"
"Then, Brother...?" Ye Xuan's expression changed, as if he had thought of something, and his voice became extremely trembling.
Looking at Ye Xuan's pale face, Patriarch Subodhi said word by word, "He — wants — you — to — become — a — Saint."
"Sure enough!" Ye Xuan bit his lips tightly, his eyes already dull. Looking at Wukong's figure transforming into the Dao, his eyes were filled with guilt.
"I have told you before that as long as you destroy the Undying Immortal Scripture, you will be able to break free from the control of your Yuan Spirit. I do not dare to say that my divine abilities are boundless, but in my Fangcun Mountain, I can allow you to step into the Quasi-Saint Realm within a hundred thousand years."
Patriarch Subodhi paused for a moment, his expression becoming extremely solemn as he looked at Ye Xuan and said, "Wukong told me before that you have already obtained the Hong Meng Immortal Qi. As long as he transforms into the Five-Colored God Stone, you will possess the Hong Meng Immortal Qi and use the Five-Colored God Stone to mend the sky. Then, you can directly become the seventh Heaven Ordaining Saint. From then on, the Six Great Saints of Heaven and Earth will no longer be a threat to you."
Silence, silence, a deathly silence!
Ye Xuan knelt on the ground powerlessly, his palms firmly supporting himself on the ground. At this time, he finally understood everything. Sun Wukong was transforming into the Five-Colored God Stone to help him become a Saint and help him through the most painful ordeal.
"Why is it like this?"
Ye Xuan murmured to himself. His palms firmly dug into the ground, and the fluctuations around him caused the Void to become chaotic. Even the Laws of Heaven and Earth around him were destroyed one by one, which also proved the extent of the fluctuations in Ye Xuan's heart.
"Brother!"
Suddenly, Ye Xuan stood up abruptly. Chaotic fog pervaded the air, and an extremely bright dim light flickered between Ye Xuan's eyebrows.... He made a hand seal, preparing some kind of Great Art, and Great Art, and stepped toward Wukong....
"If I use your life to exchange for becoming a Saint, then what's the use of me, Ye Xuan, becoming a Saint?" Ye Xuan appeared in front of Sun Wukong, only to see that Sun Wukong's body was thin.
"Wu Heaven Art..."
The sky shook and the void exploded. Extremely terrifying witchlight shot out from Ye Xuan's head and surged with blood energy. It was as if it had transformed into a vast ocean that surged towards Sun Wukong.
. The Wu Heaven Art was a Secret Art of the Sorcerer Tribe. It was recorded in the Forbidden Chapter of the Immortal Scripture. Apart from the Twelve Ancient Sorcerers, only Ye Xuan knew this Secret Art.
The Wu Heaven Art specialized in cultivating the power of the bloodline. At this moment, Sun Wukong dissipated his Blood Qi and Soul Essence to transform into the Five-Colored God Stone. Ye Xuan could only use this Secret Art to force out his Blood Qi and Soul Essence to make up for Sun Wukong. Only then could he save his life.
"Brother."
Suddenly, a weak voice came from Sun Wukong's mouth. Sun Wukong slowly opened his eyes, but his eyes were withered and lifeless. He was obviously at the end of his life.
Boom!
Sun Wukong closed his Divine Ancestor. The Blood Qi that Ye Xuan forced out could not enter Sun Wukong's body at all. This also made Ye Xuan's face turn red, and he looked at Sun Wukong with an extremely anxious expression.
"Brother, you …?"
"Brother, listen to me."
Sun Wukong did not know where the strength came from, but he grabbed Ye Xuan's arm tightly and directly made Ye Xuan sit cross-legged in front of him. A relieved smile appeared on his face.
"Brother, you don't have to blame yourself, and you don't have to feel guilty. In fact, when you freed me from the path of the Three Corpses, I knew that I would never be able to become a Saint, because my path to becoming a Saint has been cut off. The foundation of my Great Dao has long been shattered. I can only be a Sage-to-be in this life."
Sun Wukong's voice was weak and hoarse, and there was a self-deprecating look in his eyes. He continued, "But I can't accept it. I can't accept being a Sage-to-be, and I can't accept being below the Six Great Sages. But the will of the heavens is playing tricks on me. I can no longer improve my cultivation."
"I don't want to live in such a sullen manner. If even my future path is cut off, then I won't be able to find the meaning of living. Because I, Old Sun, have always been determined to be the strongest person, and I want to be above all living things. Even saints have to submit to me."
"But it's a pity that I can't do it!"
Sun Wukong muttered in a self-deprecating tone. Then, he suddenly looked at Ye Xuan. His originally withered eyes were filled with a fiery glow, and even the temperature around him seemed to have risen.
"But the heavens don't want me to die. You are Old Sun's brother. Even if I transform into the Dao, my brother will definitely be able to become a Saint, and even surpass the Six Great Sages. You will trample all of them under your feet. Even that old man Hong Jun who has merged with the Dao, I, Old Sun, believe that you won't be any weaker than him." Sun Wukong roared in agitation.
"Brother, you …" Ye Xuan was stunned. Ye Xuan was stunned as he clenched his fists tightly. He really didn't know what to say, but his eyes were already completely red. An extremely sad feeling filled his heart.
"Brother, I know that you don't care about becoming a Saint through Merit, and you don't want to be like the Six Great Sages and submit to the Heavenly Dao. But, even the great God Pangu failed to prove his Dao through strength. This path to becoming a Saint is too dangerous. If you really fail to prove your Dao through strength, then abolish this method and change to cultivating Merit to become a Saint. This is also a way out that I left for you."
Sun Wukong grabbed Ye Xuan's arm tightly, and his voice was hoarse and intense.
"No!"
Ye Xuan glared at Sun Wukong and shook his head continuously. Clearly, Ye Xuan would never accept using Sun Wukong's life in exchange for a way out.
"Brother, listen to me."
Sun Wukong suddenly pressed on Ye Xuan's shoulder. His face was pale and solemn, and he said, "Nüwa and Yuanshi want to kill you, and the Two Sages of the West won't let you go. Although Tongtian wants to protect you, he can't do anything about the Four Great Sages. If you encounter the Sages one day and can't avoid them, then choose the Merit to Become a Saint. At that time, you will definitely not be afraid of the Four Great Sages, because only by living can you have hope to continue."
"Brother, even without the Five-Colored Sacred Stone and the so-called Merit to Nourish the Heavens, I, Ye Xuan, will definitely become a Saint. I will never let you die."
Ye Xuan let out a mournful roar. His cultivation base was raised to the extreme, and even the black Saint Power that had just been produced in his body was mobilized. Clearly, he wanted to use his cultivation base to save Sun Wukong's life.
"Brother, it's useless. I have already used up all my vitality. Even Dao Ancestor Hongjun can't save my life."
Suddenly, Sun Wukong removed his hands from Ye Xuan's shoulders. His body had already disappeared without a trace. A five-colored light bloomed around him, and he nodded and smiled at Ye Xuan.
"Brother, remember this. When you are truly at the end of your rope, go and mend the sky and walk the path of becoming a saint through virtue. Even though I am not by your side, I, Old Sun's indestructible will, will always be by your side."
Buzz!
The five-colored light shot into the sky, and even the space and time in this part of the world were distorted. In the dazzling five-colored light, a Five-Colored Sacred Stone floated in the void, and slowly fell into Ye Xuan's hands.
"Brother!"
Ye Xuan held the Five-Colored Sacred Stone in his hands tightly. His entire body was lifeless, as if he had lost his soul. However, other than the Five-Colored Sacred Stone in his hands that was blooming with light, Sun Wukong had already transformed into the Dao between heaven and earth.
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