Chapter 515

One hundred million points.

If this were the task from the Super God World, accumulating this number would require at least dozens, even hundreds.

Although points cannot directly represent task difficulty, they do indicate, to some extent, just how extreme the difficulty is.

One hundred million points alone proves how incredibly difficult this Journey to the West World task is.

Yet despite the difficulty, the group members did not express envy.

Because for them, this task was utterly impossible to complete.

There was not a single shred of hope.

They could only acknowledge that the group owner's power was truly terrifying.

Mo Ganna: "The group owner is undoubtedly the strongest—this task offers one hundred million points, and only the owner can execute it. The owner's power has been officially recognized."

Ye Hei: "I feel no envy toward the owner executing this task. Though I'm envious, given the owner's power, it's only natural."

Recall that when Ye Hei previously executed tasks, he had essentially won by default—each time, the group owner had eliminated the final enemy, letting Ye Hei and others ride the coattails of victory.

Like Lan Ran: "The owner executing this task is fully deserved."

Long Juan: "Owner, this time you must reverse the heavenly fate of the Journey to the West. Please be careful—I, Little Long Juan, will cheer for you."

Zhang Sanfeng: "Ancestor, you must be exceedingly cautious."

Chen Ziyu: "Owner, this task will confront you with the legendary Saint. Please be careful."

For the administrator, she feared the group owner Luo Fu might not understand the horror of the Journey to the West World, so she offered a slight warning.

Although this task was outrageous, offering one hundred million points,

Chen Ziyu also understood that its difficulty was likely unprecedented. If the Journey to the West World was like the owner's own world, could the owner's power truly stand against the Saints of the Journey to the West?

That was Chen Ziyu's true concern.

After all, Luo Fu often wasn't in the group. He might not know how the Journey to the West World truly was—and that was the real problem.

Watching Chen Ziyu's message, Luo Fu's eyes flickered slightly—he understood her unspoken meaning.

This administrator was worried that Luo Fu didn't know the situation in the Journey to the West World.

Luo Fu smiled in response.

"Sister Xiaoyu, you needn't worry about this. I know the history and circumstances of the Journey to the West World."

"The Fomen's Buddha, like Lai, was once my Jie Sect elder brother, Daoist Duobao. Buddhism itself evolved from the Western Saints' Western Teaching. Don't think I've been absent from the group—I've been watching all along."

Hearing Luo Fu's reply, Chen Ziyu exhaled in relief—apparently, Luo Fu understood the difficulty of reversing the heavenly fate of the Journey to the West.

Yet from Luo Fu's tone, he seemed utterly confident—which made Chen Ziyu feel strange.

Could the group owner's power really stand against the legendary Saints?

But that was impossible—Luo Fu was merely a disciple of Saint Tongtian.

Thinking of this, Chen Ziyu quietly asked again, "Luo Fu, if you reverse the great fate of the Journey to the West, won't that draw the attention of the Western Saints? Might it even trigger heavenly retribution?"

The other group members also harbored doubts on this point.

Hadn't the group owner just said he knew all this?

Luo Fu: "Don't worry—I've fought those two uncles, the Western Saints, in my own world before."

"As for battling heaven itself, reversing the heavenly fate—that's quite an interesting prospect."

"Shhh…" The group members drew in a sharp breath.

Perhaps the group owner was even more terrifying than they imagined.

In fact, according to Chen Ziyu's theory, Luo Fu might be a transmigrator—and for a transmigrator to reach the level Luo Fu described, how terrifying that would be.

The legendary Saints were immortal, eternal, gazing down upon all beings of the Primordial World.

The group members had previously known nothing of Luo Fu beyond being Saint Tongtian's disciple. Now, even this tiny glimpse of his deeds was enough to leave them stunned.

Whether fighting Saints or battling heaven itself—

Had the group owner already become a legendary heavenly Saint in his own world?

Otherwise, how could he fight Saints? How could he stand against heaven?

In any case, Luo Fu's experiences and deeds in the Primordial World were surely horrifying beyond measure.

Luo Fu: "Alright, everyone. I'm heading to the Journey to the West World now. It seems Sun Wukong is facing grave danger."

Mo Ganna: "Owner, let me call out Great Sage for you @Sun Wukong—the group owner has arrived."

Long Juan: "@Sun Wukong, Great Sage, the group owner has arrived."

Ye Hei: "@Sun Wukong, Great Sage, the group owner has arrived."

Nezha: "..."

The group members began tagging one by one, trying to make Sun Wukong notice the group chat.

Moments later.

"Everyone, I just ran into Old Buddha. What's going on?" Sun Wukong said rapidly.

For Sun Wukong, encountering Buddha Lai felt just like his own history—this situation was tragic.

If he had no tricks left, he might soon be sealed beneath Mount Wuzhi.

After all, according to history, his own fate had been exactly this.

After leaving Guanyin, Sun Wukong had again encountered the heavenly soldiers and generals of the Heavenly Court sent to capture him.