Li Yao stayed by Han Jue's side to practice, and while Han Jue practiced, he released his dominant will to help Li Yao comprehend the basic rules.
It took several years for Han Yunjin to recover, and he quickly left the dojo. After that, the children of the Han family discovered that the ancestor had started to retreat, and it was difficult to see him again.
This is surprising. In the past, Han Yunjin hardly practiced, and was always busy visiting the children of the Han family. She was the most leisurely person in the entire Han family.
The story of Han Huang and Han Yunjin's defeat of Juggernaut's subordinates did not spread.
Tens of thousands of years later, Li Yao just returned to her Taoist temple, and her Dao world had more creations and endless changes, but the creatures inside didn't notice it.
Now Li Yao is full of confidence, knowing that he will definitely be able to prove the creator of the Tao, and it is not too far away!
…
One billion years passed quickly, and Han Jue opened his eyes again.
This time, no one was looking for him.
He observed Yuan Yuanjie for a while, then withdrew his gaze and continued to practice.
He will soon be ten billion years old.
Hundreds of millions of years later, three reminders appeared in front of his eyes:
[It is detected that you are over 10 billion years old, and you have taken another step in your life, you have the following options]
[One, destroy all Dao realms immediately, you can get a Dao fragment, a creation spirit stone, a Hongmeng fragment, and an end yuan spirit stone]
[Second, keep a low-key practice and keep your original intention, you can get a fragment of the Dao, a piece of creation spirit stone, a piece of grandmist fragment, and a piece of spirit stone of end yuan]
[You have been chosen by the good fortune once]
There is no change, now the end yuan spirit stone is useless to Han Jue, so let's keep it as a collection.
Han Jue silently chose the second option.
He suddenly had an idea, should he stay in seclusion for a while longer.
Anyway, the present years are already very boring for him.
Except for the mysterious white-haired man, Han Jue still doesn't know when he was born.
But Han Jue couldn't just stare at his birth, even if the white-haired man was killed by him right after he was born, in this case, there really won't be a second white-haired man in the future
It will definitely not be blocked.
It's better to become as strong as possible!
Han Jue sent a voice transmission to all the Taoist companions, telling him one by one that he was going to retreat for a long time, and then continued to retreat.
His retreat lasted for tens of billions of years.
The blank field is developing rapidly and changing with each passing day, and digital creators have been born one after another in tens of billions of years.
…
In the Temple of Transcendence, figures knelt down in front of the gate, with their foreheads pressed against the steps.
"Let's go back, the creator of Tao will not make a move."
The voice of the formless and detached great god came out, and the voice was indifferent.
A middle-aged man in a dragon robe raised his head and said in a deep voice, "Dare to ask the great god, are you acquiescing to what he did?"
There was no sound from the Temple of Transcendence.
The man in the dragon robe knelt for a while, then stood up slowly.
The other figures got up, followed him and turned to leave.
"In this case, don't blame us for being desperate!"
The man in the dragon robe whispered to himself, just after taking a few steps, he turned into a golden dragon hundreds of millions of miles long and flew to the depths of the blank field, and the other figures also turned into dragons.
In the temple of detachment.
The formless, formless and detached great god opened his eyes, and he sighed slowly.
"The times have changed after all. Even the creator of the Tao will be robbed. Maybe I should let it go."
After the voice fell, a figure came out from the darkness, it was the Ninth Chaos.
The Ninth Chaos stopped, and said indifferently: "Master retreat, digital creators will be born within tens of billions of years, and many variables will be born in the endless era. This is the endless era. The era of hegemony belonging to the creators is about to pass. Join me , the five ancient creators of Tao should unite."
The formless and invisible detached god asked: "If the ruler knows..."
"What we are against is not the master. We joined forces for our own sake. Haven't you discovered that there are many causes and effects that you can't see through in the blank area? Only when we join forces and establish a new order can we help the master maintain the endless era."
The Ninth Chaos interrupted him and continued.
The formless, formless and detached Great God is silent.
rumbling—
The Temple of Transcendence trembled tremendously, as if it was about to collapse, and the tremor lasted for several breaths.
The Ninth Chaos sighed: "This child is getting closer and closer to the creator of the Tao. He is only two billion years old, and he has such a good fortune. It is really amazing."
The formless and invisible detached great god said: "If he becomes the creator of the Tao, all living beings will suffer."
"maybe."
"I promise you, we will join hands."
"Well, wait for a while, I will give you a surprise."
After all, the Ninth Chaos disappeared in place, and the hall entered silence again.
…
The third dojo.
Han Yunjin came to visit the mothers, gathered in Li Yao's Taoist temple, and chatted about the endless era.
"Tsk tsk, mother, what is the origin of Emperor Chen Ni? He slaughtered so many Dao worlds, and the Daoist can't do anything to him, and the creator of Dao can't do anything." Han Yunjin asked confused.
Li Yao said calmly: "He is a lucky creature of endless ages. It is not the creator of the Tao that protects him, but the core rules of the blank field. Even the creator of the Tao cannot understand it. I am afraid that only your father can kill him. "
Xing Hongxuan said with emotion: "I didn't expect that when I gave him a chance, he would become the scourge of endless times."
Wu Daojian shook his head and said: "How can I blame you, if it weren't for you, he would have died a long time ago. Speaking of which, he still recognizes you as his mother, and even you can't dissuade him?"
"I can't persuade him. Although he respects me, his obsession is too deep to control him at all."
Xing Hongxuan said helplessly that the legend of the Holy Dreamer is still spreading in the blank field, and now she is the god most admired by all living beings, and she has gained more beliefs than the great gods and creators of Taoism.
Han Yunjin said unhappily: "That guy ruined the way of heaven and slaughtered the dragon clan. I really want to deal with him, but unfortunately, I am not strong enough."
After being abused by Han Jue, he tried his best to improve himself, but after so many years, he is only the best, he has reached the limit, and his cultivation can no longer increase.
He changed the subject and asked: "When will father leave the customs? This blank field is going to be chaotic, and he can still practice with peace of mind."
Xuan Qingjun smiled lightly: "It's just that it's messed up for us, but in his eyes, it might not be troublesome at all."
Han Yunjin felt reasonable and couldn't help nodding.
At this moment, a vast coercion came, and they turned their heads in shock.
In the depths of the blank field, two figures were confronting each other, and their aura reached the extreme.
One of them is the Primordial Demon God Han Huang!
Han Huang was aloof, his aura clearly overwhelmed the opponent, and he looked down at the opponent.
Confronting him was a man with white hair and wearing an armor. The joints of his armor were inlaid with white bones. His face was strange and his pupils were narrow and long, like a demon. Especially his aura was bloody, which was extremely frightening.
"Worthy of being the first person under the creator of the Tao, indeed powerful..."
Emperor Chen Ni looked up at Han Huang, showing a crazy smile. He licked his lips, raised his right hand, and a bone sword appeared in his hand.