Rebirth in Journey to the West: Sun Wukong-Chapter 589 - Return of the Night Tribe (Second

Chapter 589 -589: Return of the Night Tribe (Second Update!)

Chapter 589 -589: Return of the Night Tribe (Second Update!)

Whoosh!

A streak of light flew from the horizon and in an instant arrived at the crater of the Heavenly Fall Mountain Range, suddenly revealing the figure of Sun Wukong.

“My goodness!”

Looking at the huge crater below, Sun Wukong felt the exceptionally chaotic spiritual energy of nature around him and was inwardly astonished. How intense must the confrontation have been to cause such destruction!

Since the beginning of the third Infinite Calamity, the spatial laws of the Three Realms had changed, and the stability of space had already been sufficient to withstand a holy war. Now, the chaotic state of the spiritual energy of nature around suggested that a spatial black hole must have been created previously during a collision of energies between the stars and the Three Realms, indicating how fierce the previous holy war had been!

However, Sun Wukong was relieved because he had already seen, at the edge of the crater below, the Demon Master Kunpeng, Puti Patriarch, and Mosquito Daoist, all cultivating and resting. Since the three were unharmed, the Heavenly Dao Saint who had been killed was not from Flower-Fruit Mountain.

It was clear, however, that the previous holy war had been between the Demon Master Kunpeng and the Heavenly Dao Saint who was killed. Sun Wukong could see that Kunpeng’s current state was somewhat abnormal, as if he was struggling to suppress some alien energy within his body, desperately absorbing it, and his body had visible wounds. In contrast, both the Puti Patriarch and Mosquito Daoist appeared untouched, any discerning person could tell that Kunpeng must have been one of the combatants!

But who was the Heavenly Dao Saint who was killed? Where is his body now? Could it really have been entirely obliterated? That seemed unlikely.

The physical body of a saint is extremely robust; Sun Wukong was very aware of this. Even if not specifically cultivating the physical body like the Slaying One Corpse Merit Saint, their physical strength could at least reach the level of an Undying Golden Body, capable of enduring for eons. Even in a holy war, it should be impossible for a body to be completely destroyed, right?

What exactly happened?

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With a heart full of questions, Sun Wukong descended from his cloud at the edge of the crater and walked towards the Puti Patriarch and the Mosquito Daoist.

“Master, Brother Luo!”

After bowing to the Puti Patriarch, Sun Wukong asked, “What happened? Who did Brother Kunpeng fight with?”

“The Spirit Emperor of the Night Tribe, the emperor of the Night Clan!”

The Puti Patriarch began, “Previously, a massive spatial rift appeared in the Northern Continent of Cattle-grazing, and from it emerged a group of aliens claiming to be one of the Ancient Myriad Clans, the Night Tribe, led by their Spirit Emperor. His cultivation had just reached the realm of the Slaying One Corpses Merit Saint and was not yet fully stable. As soon as the Spirit Emperor appeared, he led the Night Tribe to aggressively invade the Northern Continent of Cattle-grazing, aiming to occupy the Heavenly Fall Mountain Range and establish a new dominion for the Night Tribe. Kunpeng opposed him, and they came to blows almost immediately. Later, Kunpeng devoured the Spirit Emperor along with those high-ranking warriors of the Night Tribe.”

The Puti Patriarch spoke in a casual and simplistic manner, but Sun Wukong was sweating profusely as he listened.

Devoured both the Spirit Emperor and the high-ranking members of the Night Tribe?

“Damn it, that’s the Slaying One Corpse Merit Saint! Other masters are one thing, but could the Heavenly Dao Saint also be devoured just like that? The strength of Demon Master Kunpeng is unbelievably twisted!”

The cultivation of Demon Master Kunpeng had already reached the realm of the Slaying Two Corpses Merit Saint, Puti Patriarch had reached Slaying Three Corpses Merit Saint, and Mosquito Daoist was slightly inferior, still at the Slaying One Corpse Merit Saint, but he had already reached the peak level.

Of course, a Slaying Two Corpses Merit Saint is much stronger than a Slaying One Corpse Merit Saint, but not so strong as to swallow an opponent whole, right?

One can only say that the Devouring Divine Power of Demon Master Kunpeng is too formidable! He could even devour a Heavenly Dao Saint; it’s downright monstrous!

However, Sun Wukong took another look at Demon Master Kunpeng. The current situation of Demon Master Kunpeng wasn’t too good either; although the Spirit Emperor had only recently proven the Tao and become a saint, he was still a Heavenly Dao Saint. Though devoured, refining and absorbing his strength wouldn’t be easy at all. Even with Demon Master Kunpeng’s capabilities, he could only focus all his efforts on refining, with no spare time to pay attention to anything else. It could be said that Demon Master Kunpeng currently had absolutely no power to protect himself; if someone were to attack him, it would probably instantly trigger an explosion of the alien energy within him.

Therefore, Puti Patriarch and Mosquito Daoist were both standing guard closely by his side, afraid that someone might seize the opportunity to launch a surprise attack on Demon Master Kunpeng.

“When a saint falls, the heavens weep blood, and the world shares in the sorrow. Such a phenomenon is visible all across the Three Realms; it simply cannot be concealed. We must strengthen our defenses, we absolutely cannot allow anyone to exploit this vulnerability!”

Sun Wukong said solemnly, under such circumstances, any peerless master who had reached the realm of the Heavenly Dao Saint would be able to sense the location of this great battle. They are probably already probing around, and once they find an opportunity, they definitely won’t let it slip away!

“Don’t worry, brother Wukong, brother Bodhi and I had already anticipated this situation. With the two of us guarding here, even if the Tathagata and Ran Deng come together, we will not let them take advantage!”

Mosquito Daoist laughed, a strong confidence flashing in his eyes. He was not like he was when he had just broken through to the Heavenly Dao Saint; the peak cultivation of the Slaying One Corpse Merit Saint was enough to let him stand proudly among heroes. He would fear no direct confrontation even with the Ancestral Buddha, not to mention having an even more powerful Puti Patriarch by his side. Unless three or five Heavenly Dao Saints came at once, the two of them were enough to protect Demon Master Kunpeng from any disturbance!

Upon hearing this, Sun Wukong nodded his head. Since Puti Patriarch and Mosquito Daoist were already prepared, he had nothing more to say. There were only so few Heavenly Dao Saints in the Three Realms; neither the Ancestral Buddha nor Ran Deng Buddha would likely choose such a time to seek an advantage. Those two baldies were cleverer than monkeys; they would not engage in such high-risk ventures.

Sun Wukong’s current concern was another matter—the two realms passage that allowed individuals like the Spirit Emperor to travel from the Night Realm!

The era of great strife was approaching, and the Ancient Myriad Clans were about to return to the Three Realms. Sun Wukong had known about this for a while and was psychologically prepared, but there was still a gap between preparing for something and facing it head-on. The sudden arrival of the Spirit Emperor signaled that the return of the Myriad Clans had officially begun. Next, the second or third Night Tribe might continuously appear, possibly appearing as abruptly as the Spirit Emperor and his cohort. This presented a substantial challenge for Flower-Fruit Mountain!

Heavenly Court and the Buddhist Sect had been embedded in their respective territories for many years, deeply rooted and not easily shaken, whereas the Flower-Fruit Mountain Demon Cult was different. Having moved to the Northern Continent of Cattle-grazing not long ago, once the Myriad Clans returned, they would certainly vie for land and establish spheres of influence. As a new tribal land, whoever was weaker at the time would become the target of aggression!