At the summit of Buzhou Mountain, the lush and ancient Enlightenment Tea Tree, rooted near the edge of the cliff, swayed in the wind. The rule inscriptions flowing across its tea leaves emitted a faint glow, giving the mountain peak a special mental force field.
Wang Ming sat cross-legged on the stone platform beneath the tea tree. He picked up the teapot before him and refilled the empty teacup in front of him with casual and leisurely movements.
If one ignored the many sages bound by chains of order in the void around him, one would think Wang Ming was simply enjoying afternoon tea.
"You..."
"Just what kind of person are you? How were my divine abilities so easily broken?" Supreme Sage of Journey to the West, who always valued tranquility and non-action, could no longer remain calm at this moment.
His greatest pride was the development of the One Qi, Three Purities ability.
It had made him, beneath Heavenly Dao Hongjun of Journey to the West, the undisputed number one sage.
Although Heavenly Dao Hongjun was pressed down upon his head, Hongjun was bound by the Heavenly Dao and possessed no freedom whatsoever. Because of this, he, the Supreme Sage, was truly the strongest being in the Journey to the West World, and could even be called its master.
Yet...
Today, his One Qi, Three Purities had been broken in a single exchange just like that.
"That's right! What on earth are you?"
"What Dao do you practice?"
"Even when I fought the sages of foreign realms, the Creation God Fist never failed. How could it have completely no effect on you?" Nüwa of Journey to the West was equally filled with doubt.
After Nüwa gained inspiration from Wang Ming, she went from sitting at the very bottom of