One hundred trillion years!
Comparable to ancient deities, half-step creation!
Han Jue's heart sank. It turns out that Guhuang really has unknown power
That's right, Han Jue is strong enough now, but he still can't see through some unknown areas of chaos. If there is no powerful protection, how can he not be able to spy
Han Jue chose to continue.
One hundred trillion years, he can still afford it!
Han Jue followed into the illusion of evolution.
He opened his eyes, and found himself in a dark space, surrounded by wisps of strange purple air, and in the distance in all directions, there were faint and majestic giant shadows floating.
Han Jue found nine figures gathered in front of him.
They are arguing.
"Chaos? It's just a hypothesis!"
"It's ridiculous, with the Primordial Demon God suppressing us, we can't take the lead at all!"
"Yeah, why bother to make calculations here, his strength is too strong, we are no match at all, Primordial Meng can't control it, and opening up chaos is even more delusional."
"Brother's vision can't be realized, so what if chaos is opened up? With Primordial Demon God, even if chaos exists, it's meaningless..."
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These nine figures spoke a language that Han Jue had never heard before, but at this level, Han Jue could understand what they meant and translate it into his own language in his mind.
Han Jue raised his eyebrows.
Could it be the Ninth Chaos and the eight primordial spirits in front of him
When he checked the information of the Ninth Chaos before, he wrote down the relevant information. The first eight primordial spirits failed to open up Chaos, and only the Ninth Chaos succeeded.
What are they plotting
If it was only related to chaos, how could it threaten Han Jue
A figure said: "We have to open up chaos one after another, try one by one, inherit the failure experience of our predecessors, and put our hope on the ninth brother."
The other seven figures looked at the thinnest figure one after another.
Han Jue guessed that it was the Ninth Chaos.
The Ninth Chaos said anxiously: "If all the elder brothers fall, I will never live alone. It is not my idea to open up Chaos!"
"Actually, it's not good for us to be like this? The Primordial Demon God didn't bully us, but just prevented us from creating primordial spirits like us."
His words caused the eight primordial spirits to scold them angrily, and they were too frightened to speak again.
The Ninth Chaos at this moment is completely different from the Ninth Chaos Han Jue imagined. It is not so unpredictable and absolutely invincible, and its temperament is more like a boy.
A primordial spirit opened his mouth and said: "Even if we fail, we can still leave behind. We each leave a trace of our original imprint to the ninth brother. If we really fail, we will wait for the ninth brother to resurrect us in the future and put our hopes on the ninth brother." brother."
Han Jue suddenly realized that the eight primordial spirits were going to be resurrected, and with the help of the Ninth Chaos, they would naturally rise strongly and threaten him.
Not long after, the illusion of evolution ended, and the rest of the conversation was about how to open up chaos, and had nothing to do with Han Jue.
Consciousness returned to the physical body, and Han Jue opened his eyes.
"I want to know which primordial spirit has been resurrected?"
[Need to deduct one hundred trillion years of life, whether to continue]
Wouldn't it have grown to the stage of ancient gods, right
Han Jue's heart sank to the bottom.
He immediately chooses to continue.
A tall and straight figure appeared in his mind, and a line of words jumped out in front of his eyes:
[Zhao Shuangquan: In the early days of Daluojin Fairyland, the eighth chaotic reincarnation of the spirit of primordial origin, a disciple of a sage, a disciple of the hidden sect, born with great fortune]
The Eighth Chaos Reincarnation!
Strange, why didn't the prompt for the Innate Luck be triggered
Han Jue counted, and it turned out that Zhao Shuangquan was born in the last 100,000 years, and he stayed in the third dojo, far away from heaven.
It is worth mentioning that Zhao Shuangquan is still Su Qi's direct disciple, and was born with a vision, but such a situation is not unique in Tiandao, and Zhao Shuangquan has not yet shown the best talent.
This is difficult.
This is the grandson.
Han Jue felt that it was no accident that the Eighth Chaos was born in the Dao of Heaven.
"I want to know that the Ninth Chaos arranged for the Eighth Chaos to be born in Heaven, but you want to plot against me?"
[Need to deduct one billion billion years of life, whether to continue]
continue!
[No calculation yet]
Han Jue breathed a sigh of relief, it seems that the previous shouting when facing the ancient gods was still very effective.
It is estimated that the Ninth Chaos is afraid that someone will harm his elder brother, so it is safer to be placed in Tiandao.
However, there is no calculation yet, which also means that there may be calculations in the future.
After all, Han Jue had thought that Zhao Shuangquan would threaten him.
"Forget it, it will take time for this guy to grow up. At worst, find an opportunity to enslave him. Besides, how can his growth speed compare to mine?"
Han Jue thought silently, and felt a sense of crisis in his heart.
He seems chaotic and invincible, but only at the moment, there will always be variables.
In this world, the succession of powerhouses has never been determined by talent, chance is more important.
Just like Huang Zuntian, with average aptitude, he has already walked ahead of his personal disciples all the way by relying on great opportunities.
"If you have a chance, you should take a look at the disciples of the hidden sect."
Han Jue thought silently.
He immediately sent a voice transmission to all his personal disciples, and they will gather in Baiyue Xianchuan a hundred thousand years later, including Li Daokong who is in the power of fate, and asked Li Xuanao to prepare for this grand event of the hidden sect.
This time, Han Jue intends to bring the Demon God Legion to Baiyue Xianchuan, but their bloodlines still need to be concealed.
After arranging everything, he continued to practice.
However, the direct disciples are not calm.
Millions of years have passed, and this is the first hidden door gathering!
In the Ten Thousand Realms Projection, the direct disciples appeared one after another.
"Have you heard the master's arrangement?"
"I heard it. It's a good thing. I haven't seen each other for a long time. It's time to get together."
"Yeah, if it weren't for the projection of Myriad Worlds, our relationship with us would have been alienated long ago."
"It's still master, who has such supernatural powers that can cover chaos."
"Hahaha, when the time comes, I will show you my style."
The direct disciples chatted excitedly.
I don't know who took the lead, they started chatting about their apprentices.
They are no longer the immature appearance of the past, each has a lineage, not to mention apprentices, disciples and grandchildren, and some have even reproduced and started a family.
The news quickly reached Han Huang's ears. Han Huang was not in the Myriad Realms Projection, but his disciples could pass the news through the gate of the Dao.
Generally speaking, the area where the Gate of the Great Dao is located is not private, and there are very few powerful people spreading news here, but this matter is not shady, so it spread to Han Huang's ears.
Han Huang was very excited and wanted to meet his father's apprentices, so he immediately informed Emperor Xie Tian about it.
"Hahaha, this is a good thing. Your father has been in seclusion for a long time. If you don't see him, I'm afraid the disciples will not know when he runs away."
Xie Tiandi smiled and won Han Huang's heart.
He changed his tone and said meaningfully: "Huang'er, you have to go this time, and help me by the way...cough cough, you understand."
Han Huang patted his chest and said with a smile: "Your Majesty, put it down, I will bring you at least ten Heavenly Talents, which will definitely make the Heavenly Court a step up!"