Chapter 1312: Chapter 570: Zhao Feng Refines Hongmeng Purple Qi Again_2

However.

At this moment, Sun Wukong stood respectfully in front of Xu Puti, clasping his hands, and said with great reverence: "Master. I have received the decree of Qin, the Great Calamity is about to begin, and it is time for me to enter the calamity."

As he spoke.

There was a hint of excitement and anticipation in Sun Wukong’s eyes, but also a cautiousness towards the unknown calamity.

Entering the calamity!

Though there is danger, there is also great opportunity.

This was what Zhao Feng had told him.

Master Puti looked at Sun Wukong with loving eyes, sighed gently, and said with concern: "Wukong. Although this Great Calamity centers on you, under the calamity, even the central figure can be assailed by it. In any case, be cautious and careful."

Sun Wukong raised his head and confidently said: "Please rest assured, Master. The Crown Prince has sealed a top-grade Innate Spiritual Treasure upon me. Unless someone’s cultivation surpasses that of the Crown Prince, there is no one in this world who can take my life."

Master Puti nodded slightly, sighing: "The Crown Prince of Qin truly takes care of you, Wukong."

As he spoke.

Master Puti gazed towards the east, seemingly lost in thought.

Sun Wukong looked at Master Puti with a serious expression and said: "Master. So many years have passed, and with the calamity approaching, I still suggest you make a trip to Qin."

"I can see that your relationship with the Buddhist Sect is unusual, and you are often worried."

"Perhaps, only in the future can Qin protect you."

Sun Wukong’s face was full of sincerity and concern.

Master Puti was silent for a moment, then sighed: "Let’s speak of it later when the time comes."

It was clear.

Master Puti’s words also carried a sense of confusion and helplessness, his mind clearly filled with numerous thoughts.

He possessed a Seven Treasures Good Tree, which was enough to prove his extraordinary identity, and there must be a hidden story in his relationship with the Buddhist Sect.

After all.

An ancient Saint of the Buddhist Sect also possessed a Seven Treasures Good Tree.

This is equivalent to a top-grade Innate Spiritual Treasure.

With boundless power.

Hearing Master Puti’s words, Sun Wukong realized he couldn’t persuade him further and had to suppress his thoughts.

"Master, I take my leave now."

Sun Wukong bowed once more to Master Puti, then with a turn, transformed into a streak of light and disappeared from Fangcun Mountain.

Watching Sun Wukong’s departing figure, Master Puti’s mind was in turmoil.

He stood quietly for a long time, emotions fluctuating in his eyes.

Finally, he sighed again, filled with boundless helplessness: "The feeling that Zhunti is returning is getting stronger and stronger. Is my path truly with Qin?"

"Should I indeed make a trip to Qin?"

"Otherwise, when Zhunti returns in the future, I may truly have no retreat."

Master Puti’s voice echoed in the vast mountain forest, exceptionally lonely.

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Five Finger Mountain, located at the junction of Nan Zhanbu Continent and Eastern Continent.

The terrain here is perilous, with undulating mountains.

When Five Finger Mountain descended in the past, the creatures within thousands of miles perished, but as time passed, the surrounding area of Five Finger Mountain regained its vitality.

This place.

Once past the Heroic Pass of the Heavenly Court, one can see the majestic mountains of Five Finger Mountain.

This Five Finger Mountain is a crucial point on the Journey to the West route set by the Buddhist Sect, and under their meticulous arrangement, eighty-one trials have already been established, each containing the fundamental essence of the Heavenly Dao.

Sun Wukong arrived at the foot of Five Finger Mountain in a streak of somersault cloud, looking up to see the massive mountain peaks thrusting into the sky, like five towering pillars.

Even after many years, Five Finger Mountain still exudes a truly terrifying power, causing the surrounding air to tremble.

"So this is Five Finger Mountain."

Sun Wukong murmured to himself: "In these five hundred years, my strength has improved, yet in the face of this pressure, the gap is still significant. The Quasi-Saint Realm is truly powerful."

He landed in front of Five Finger Mountain, feeling the power contained within it, unable to suppress the shock in his heart.

However, Sun Wukong didn’t waste any time and directly walked towards the barrier.

Upon entering the barrier, some Immortals and Gods, along with Buddhas, appeared, originally busy with their duties within the barrier, but upon seeing Sun Wukong, they all cast vigilant glances his way.

"All of you, get out of my way." Sun Wukong shouted coldly, his voice like a resounding bell, causing the surrounding air to buzz.

Those Immortals and Buddhas, sensing Sun Wukong’s fierce aura, quickly backed away in fear.

Sun Wukong glanced around and saw, under Five Finger Mountain, the avatar Zhao Feng casually created being subdued, with only the head exposed.

The avatar’s face was twisted, apparently enduring great pain, even without consciousness, which was not hard to imagine how unbearable it was.

"Damn the Buddhist Sect."

Sun Wukong gritted his teeth, anger blazing in his eyes: "If it weren’t for the senior’s intervention back then, I might have ended up like this."

"Some day, I will make you pay."

Seeing this scene, Sun Wukong seemed to see a reflection of himself, knowing that if not for Zhao Feng’s intervention, he would have suffered the same fate, which made him harbor deep hatred.

After wandering around the barrier for a while, Sun Wukong didn’t hesitate and transformed into a blade of grass, gently landing on the avatar’s head. He was not foolish enough to enter Five Finger Mountain and be suppressed.

"Quickly report to the Buddha. Sun Wukong has entered Five Finger Mountain."

Seeing Sun Wukong hideaway, those Buddhas secretly monitoring quickly reported up.

The Great Calamity is imminent, and everything had already fallen into the Buddhist Sect’s planned agenda.

It seemed everything was proceeding according to the track set by the Buddhist Sect.

Time gradually passed.

Above the Daqin Heavenly Palace!

Where Zhao Feng secluded himself in the palace.

The Qiankun Cauldron hovered in the front, exuding an ancient and mysterious aura.

Zhao Feng sat cross-legged before the Qiankun Cauldron, fully activating Gang Yuan, seemingly refining something extremely important.

Powerful Heavenly Dao Power surged within the Qiankun Cauldron, radiating brilliant light.

With the power of Chaos Rules melted by Zhao Feng, various Rule Powers, fused with the Primordial Heavenly Dao Power within the Qiankun Cauldron and his own controlled Rule Powers, intermingled and merged.

The surrounding space was slightly distorted by this powerful force, as if it might be torn apart at any moment.

Gradually, a purple Qi containing endless Rule Power emerged within the Qiankun Cauldron.

This purple Qi, like a lively elf, spiraled and danced within the cauldron, exuding a mysterious and powerful aura.

This was the "Hongmeng Purple Qi."

However, this was the Hongmeng Purple Qi that Zhao Feng intended to use as an impeccable fake.

The previous Hongmeng Purple Qi, which tricked Hao Tian, was too hurried. Though it fooled Hao Tian, it wasn’t perfect.

This time, the Hongmeng Purple Qi that Zhao Feng intended to refine could truly be an impeccable fake. Even if it were held in the hands of Lord Lao Zi of the Great Monad, he wouldn’t find anything amiss. This was Zhao Feng’s confidence.

Because the Heavenly Dao Power obtained this time was from the Primordial Heavenly Dao, not from the Qin Realm.

Time passed unknown how long, suddenly, the Qiankun Cauldron shone brightly, and the purple Qi, like a jiao dragon breaking free from its restraints, flew out.

The purple Qi spiraled and danced in the air, as if it had spirituality, illuminating the entire Heavenly Palace with its glow.

However, at its emergence, Zhao Feng raised a hand, a streak of Gang Yuan, like a flash of lightning, swiftly confined it.

Then with a wave, the purple Qi obediently landed in Zhao Feng’s palm.

"Filled with Rule Power, filled with Heavenly Dao Power."

Zhao Feng looked at the purple Qi in his hand, a slight smile playing on his lips, revealing satisfaction.

"Not even the Supreme could see through it, possibly not even in front of Hong Jun."

"After all, it originates from the Primordial Heavenly Dao’s power. Very well, once the opportunity arises, send this purple Qi to the Buddhist Sect, let them fight, when the Buddhist Sect divides, Qin can take the chance to replace the Buddhist Sect."

Zhao Feng’s face revealed a series of cold smiles.

Calamity’s end, the Saint Position approaches.

This was orchestrated entirely by Zhao Feng.

Why would it manifest in the heavenly mechanism?

This was naturally the power of the Human Dao.

The Heavenly Dao could control the Power of Earth through Heavenly Dao Power, so too can Human Dao Power influence Heavenly Dao Power. Heaven, Earth, and Human—the three Daos inherently complement each other.

Hong Jun cannot change anything.

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