The Inspector Spirit Official is not skilled in combat, but he is indeed a true Immortal Official.

With just two words, his immortal power was eliminated, he must not be an ordinary person.

Although he did not know who the middle-aged man was, the Inspector Spirit Official still bowed respectfully and temporarily stepped back.

He wanted to find another opportunity, but when he woke up the next day, he was inexplicably bound by an immortal lock in the forest.

Sun Wukong and the Demon had gone elsewhere, and without exception, the Wanling Trees were planted everywhere.

"How could this be."

The Demon was both shocked and delighted, and wanted to say goodbye to Sun Wukong and return to the Western Continent.

"Wait."

Sun Wukong asked the Demon to stay first.

A few days later, he handed a book to the Demon.

"What is this?"

The Demon asked.

"Research material from the Immortal Literature Hall."

Sun Wukong said, "Take it back with you, it should be helpful."

The Demon took the book and joyfully returned to the Western Continent.

Sun Wukong could actually go back too, but after thinking it over, he decided to stay.

He noticed something amiss about the Wanling Trees he saw along the way and wanted to investigate.

This investigation unintentionally lasted two months.

Under the fallen Wanling Tree, Sun Wukong touched the ground and could still find traces of blood.

"The fights are becoming more intense..."

He thought.

He could not understand how many people Ao Luan had sent out.

However, it seemed that her plan was going smoothly, and the Jade Emperor had not completely stopped her.

However, not long after, there came news of turbulent times from the Southern Continent.

"Rebellion?"

When Sun Wukong first heard this news, he thought he had heard wrong.

"Rebellions have broken out everywhere."

The Taoists confirmed it once more very definitively.

"How is this possible?"

Sun Wukong couldn't believe it; everything was fine, so why would there be a rebellion.

Throughout his journey, the Human King, though fond of military, had a good reputation among the people.

The Human King was a man of great talent and vision, how could he not control even a single country?

However, several months later, the Southern Continent gradually fell apart under Sun Wukong's incredulous gaze.

The heavenly fate of the Southern Continent had been altered.

Sun Wukong didn't know what had happened, as by all means, this should have been an impossibility.

A long time later, some inside information came one after another.

Vaguely, Sun Wukong saw some intertwining conspiracies.

This was the outcome of a combined resistance from the Southern Continent, Wanling Country, Emperor Gouchen, and the Three Thousand Immortal Paths.

The confrontation between Ao Luan and the Jade Emperor was now evident at court.

With the Heavenly Rules still in place, being able to infiltrate the Southern Continent and battle the Jade Emperor to this extent, Ao Luan's actions truly surprised Sun Wukong.

However…

"I asked you all to use your wisdom, but not for this."

Sun Wukong thought, feeling the air of the Southern Continent become heavy and overcast.

Soon, he caught a chill during his travels.

The Taoists hoped to cure him with Daoist Skill.

"No need."

But Sun Wukong refused.

The fragility of a mortal's body was somewhat unexpected to him.

He had never been ill before, and found it a novel feeling.

However, what surprised Sun Wukong even more was that while being sick, he found his senses becoming sharper, noticing some things he hadn't before.

Like the Wanling Tree.

He finally discovered what was wrong.

The same Wanling Tree, using the same techniques, yet the aura of the trees created by different people was different.

"So that's how it is..."

On that day, Sun Wukong stood alone in a valley, looking at a Wanling Tree.

He understood.

It was a simple matter, if it were his true self, he would understand with a single glance.

However, using a mortal body to discover the truth had taken such a long time.

Each Wanling Tree had the personal will of its creator engraved upon its spiritual power.

Sun Wukong caressed the Wanling Tree, feeling from it loneliness, strength, anger, and another profound emotion that seemed bottomless…

"Ao Luan."

Sun Wukong now knew its master.

It was the Wanling Tree created by Ao Luan.

But she was an Immortal, why would she plant the tree here?

Sun Wukong had many questions that he could not answer.

However, the reason for the increase in spiritual energy in the Wanling Immortal Path was now presented before him.

The spiritual energy, transformed by the Wanling Immortal Path, was no longer an ordinary force, but something capable of absorbing the will of all beings.

The spiritual energy grew because of the intertwined wills.

Ao Luan had discovered this, and she wanted to impose the will of Wanling Country upon the Southern Continent.

She had taken the wrong path.

"What an unexpected change."

Sun Wukong thought.

Ao Luan had changed, and the Wanling Immortal Path underwent unforeseen changes, deviating from his plans.

Yet simultaneously, a hard-to-explain joy rose from the depths of his heart.

He had discovered something incredible.

Amidst the unexpected, the Wanling Immortal Path had revealed a corner of the supreme truth.

"Who are you exactly?"

A voice suddenly asked.

Sun Wukong turned around and saw a middle-aged man approaching, the same one who had stopped the Inspector Spirit Official for him.

"And who are you?"

He asked.

The middle-aged man came up to him, and it seemed as if sparks flew around him, and in a blink, he transformed into an Immortal with a crown and flowing robes.

Sun Wukong was stunned for a long time.

"Emperor Qinghua."

Standing before him was none other than the Emperor Qinghua, also known as the Savior of Sufferings.

This Heavenly Venerate never concerned himself with struggles; even after the uproar in the Heavenly Palace, Sun Wukong had invited him, yet he said he was not interested in dividing the realms and continued to wander the world, relieving suffering and hardships.

After his initial surprise, Sun Wukong greeted him with a bow: "Great Emperor, long time no see."

Emperor Qinghua looked at Sun Wukong for a long time: "It is indeed you."

After several months of companionship, he confirmed Sun Wukong's identity.

"You once told me that not everything is under the control of the Heavenly Palace."

Emperor Qinghua asked: "So, should they be controlled by Wanling Country instead?"

Sun Wukong paused momentarily, then shook his head.

"They should not."

His voice carried a hint of regret.

Emperor Qinghua smiled: "Then we can talk."

He had been searching for a long time and finally found someone he could converse with.

The partition of realms brought a future to the Southern Continent that was gradually turning into conflict.

But in Sun Wukong, he saw another possibility.

That day, Emperor Qinghua talked with Sun Wukong for a long time.

No one knew what they discussed.

But the next day, Sun Wukong took off his bracelet.

"This no longer has any meaning."

He placed the bracelet under the tree and then turned to Emperor Qinghua and said, "Let's go."

"Very good."

Emperor Qinghua nodded.

Under the morning sun, Sun Wukong took a step forward, with Emperor Qinghua by his side.

"How long will this take?"

"Perhaps a decade or so."

The Southern Continent began to grow unstable.

In this churning sea where demons, humans, Immortals, and various forces intermingled.

An obscure team lit a beacon fire.

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