Journey to the West: Starting from Changing Sun Wukong’s fate
Chapter 477 - 429: Absorbing the Heart of Pangu, Master and Disciple Return_2

Chapter 477: Chapter 429: Absorbing the Heart of Pangu, Master and Disciple Return_2

Following that, a continuous stream of energy began to flow from the heart fragment, channeled into Wang Yang’s body by the arms fashioned from Immortal Light.

At this moment, Wang Yang’s physical body, upon contact with this energy, was like parched earth receiving rain, undergoing crazed nourishment and silently beginning to strengthen.

For a long time, Wang Yang’s cultivation had actually not followed a fixed route.

In the beginning, he spent many years cultivating within the Slanting Moon Three Stars Cave and even achieved the cultivation level of Immortal.

It was only after encountering Sun Wukong that he began to cultivate the Nine-Turn Profound Art.

However, the Nine-Turn Profound Art was difficult to cultivate. Even with the complete cultivation technique, Wang Yang’s advancement relied on some changes made to the four companions from Journey to the West, which led him to his current level of strength.

Of course, even having reached the pinnacle of the Quasi-Saint realm, it was virtually impossible to compare with the ancient Great God Pangu.

One could say that in the face of Pangu, he was at best someone who practiced the same cultivation technique.

The disparity in strength was vast as heaven and earth.

Not even one ten-thousandth of Pangu’s.

Back in the day, when Pangu cultivated, the Creation Green Lotus protected him, and he was surrounded by countless strands of Hongmeng Purple Qi. The Heavenly Dao Laws were as if at his beck and call, ready to be imprinted into his body anytime and anywhere.

Unlike now, when the Primordial Continent had collapsed and the Three Realms were reshaping. Let alone Hongmeng Purple Qi, even nature’s spiritual energy had weakened significantly and could not compare to the Primordial Era.

And that’s not even mentioning the power of the laws.

Thus, the gap between Wang Yang and Pangu was as vast as the chasm between heaven and abyss.

Of course, even though he had now reached the quasi-saint pinnacle, and adding on his own cultivated techniques, he could be considered the peak among peaks within the Quasi-Saints. Even when facing a Saint’s incarnation, he would

not show the slightest fear.

But in terms of how to break through the Quasi-Saint realm and shatter this limit, without the Hongmeng Purple Qi and the pathway seemingly cut off by the heavens, there was no way for Wang Yang to break these shackles.

He could only slowly increase his own strength, hoping to breakthrough someday.

And hoping while cultivating, to gain some enlightenment that could lead to breaking through the Quasi-Saint realm.

However, this half of the Heart of Pangu now presented him with a significant opportunity, at the very least he could thoroughly study the power within Pangu’s own body to truly understand the level it was on.

As streams of brilliance flowed, wisp after wisp of divine splendor surged from the massive heart chamber toward Wang Yang’s body.

With the influx of this power, at this very moment, Wang Yang’s insides became a battlefield.

The newly entered power, like roaring waves, surged and swept forward, toppling the old and pulling along the new as if a flood was pouring forth,

collapsing everything in its path.

Whereas Wang Yang’s own strength, at that instant, formed a solid dam, repelling the onslaught of this new power again and again.

The power from the Heart of Pangu was more supreme and more domineering, but because Wang Yang was absorbing it slowly, in terms of quantity, it was somewhat insufficient.

A stalemate ensued between the two, but Wang Yang started to encircle and refine the energy from the Heart of Pangu by leveraging the advantage of his body’s original power.

Since his own energy was also cultivated from the Nine-Turn Profound Art, to a certain extent, the two powers shared commonalities, making the refinement process less complicated than Wang Yang had anticipated.

Beneath the Undying Volcano, Phoenix watched the scene before her dumbfounded.

When Wang Yang had rashly begun refining the Heart of Pangu, Phoenix had honestly grasped her own heart tightly with fear, as his actions were simply too brash.

And the kind of brilliance that burst forth from Wang Yang’s body, interweaving manifestations of power, had put Phoenix on high alert because she understood all too well that it stemmed from the inability to blend his internal strength with the energy within the Heart of Pangu, resulting in a conflict.

She had experienced such a conflict herself, and it was that very time which had left her severely injured.

But just when she had braced herself against the possible eruption of the Heart of Pangu’s power, suddenly, the half of the Heart of Pangu began to calm down.

Afterward, strands of divine splendor started to orderly flow into Wang Yang’s body.

And as the Heart of Pangu settled, Phoenix also distinctly felt the unrest of the entire Southern Immortal Volcano gradually quieting down.

Had he really refined the energy within the Heart of Pangu?

At that moment, Phoenix’s expression was one of shock, her thoughts churning like tumultuous waves, unable to calm for a long time.

Suddenly, beside her, a five-colored radiance descended, its brilliance fading away to reveal the handsome features of Kong Xuan.

Outside the Southern Immortal Volcano, Kong Xuan was originally on high alert, ready to suppress the turmoil of the Southern Immortal Volcano.

But he soon discovered that the Southern Immortal Volcano had become silent, not just the Southern Immortal Volcano, but also the vast and boundless group of volcanoes surrounding it. At this moment, all were quiet.

Clearly, there might have been changes within the Southern Immortal Volcano.

Arriving at the base of the volcano and observing the scene before him, Kong Xuan’s lips curled into a faint smile.

It seems that bringing Wang Yang here was indeed the right decision.

"Mother, it seems that the Immortal recommended by the Saint does have a way to resolve the dilemma of the Undying Volcano!"

Hearing Kong Xuan’s words, the Phoenix’s expression was solemn, her eyebrows tightly knit.

"It’s not as simple as you say. His abilities indeed exceed my expectations, even able to absorb the power of the Great God Pangu’s heart. I believe that under the heavens, apart from the Ancestral Master, perhaps not even the Six Great Saints possess such an ability!"

"But don’t forget, inside the Heart of Pangu now, besides the power of Pangu, there is also the most potent fire poison. If the fire poison cannot be resolved, even if he absorbs the power within, it might not necessarily be a good thing for this Fellow Daoist!"

In the end, the Phoenix also felt somewhat helpless.

If possible, she actually wished for Wang Yang to resolve the disaster of the Southern Immortal Volcano because that would be beneficial for her as well.

Unfortunately, no one understood the hazards of the Leyline Fire Poison inside better than her.

At this moment, however, they could only wait to see what would happen next.

...

In the Southern Continent Jambudvipa, within the borders of the Great Tang.

Chang’an City, Imperial Palace.

Emperor Li Shimin was seated on the Dragon Throne, nodding slightly as he looked at the memorials presented by his ministers below.

Over the years, the Great Tang had enjoyed harmonious winds and timely rains, peace and prosperity in the nation, amity between civil officials and military generals in the court, and harmonious relations in the Inner Palace—truly a golden age worthy of the annals of history.

However, Emperor Li Shimin himself was not without worries. For example, the most pressing concern was that he had reached the age to understand heaven’s mandate. Over the years, despite constant care from the Imperial Physician, he had begun to feel his vitality waning and his health declining year by year.

In the Inner Palace, his beloved Empress Zhangsun, had also been frequently ill and on medication these past two years.

"I wonder how far that Imperial Brother has gotten in his journey to the Western Heaven in search of the True Scriptures of the Tathagata and what progress he has made?"

Sitting in the court, Emperor Li Shimin’s thoughts suddenly drifted far away, reminiscing about Xuanzang who went to seek the True Scriptures in the Western Heaven.

He wondered if he would ever live to see him return.

However, just at that moment, from afar in the sky, suddenly came the profound sound of Buddhist chanting, clear and distinct, entering directly into everyone’s ears.

The next moment, a patch of golden light shone in the sky, with auspicious clouds descending from above the golden light, illuminating all around.

"Your Majesty, Your Majesty, Master Xuanzang has returned!"

Outside the great hall, an Imperial Guard General, with a look of joy, stumbled into the hall and shouted loudly.

"What, Master Xuanzang has returned?"

Above in the great hall, Emperor Li Shimin, whose thoughts had been drifting, immediately stood up upon hearing the guard’s words.

"Yes, Your Majesty!"

The guard promptly affirmed.

Following that, Emperor Li Shimin walked down the steps and headed toward the outside of the great hall.

Above at the court, many civil officials and military generals followed behind him.

Most of them had witnessed the grand assembly on water and land and knew of Xuanzang.

Upon stepping out of the great hall, indeed, they saw several figures standing among the clouds, with Xuanzang leading them.

Only now, Xuanzang was surrounded by Buddha’s light, appearing as if the Buddha had descended to the world.