After Han Jue observed the Hongmeng Realm, he teleported to the main dojo and began to observe the heavenly way and all worlds.

Although he was preparing to open up Hongmeng, he did not mean to give up on the way of heaven...

No matter what, in this life, all his footprints are in the way of heaven. He is a nostalgic person. If he can protect the way of heaven, he is willing to take action.

Not only his footprints, but his old friends are mainly based on the way of heaven.

Before he knew it, Han Jue had already assumed the responsibility of defending the way of heaven. If he had been in the past, he would have resisted it, but now he enjoys it.

This is strength!

Han Jue found that his eyes when he looked at all living beings in the heavenly realm seemed to be looking at his descendants, and he felt inexplicably kind.

This is not only true for human races, but also for all races in heaven.

There are all kinds of sentient beings in the way of heaven, and all worlds, mountains and rivers have their own charm. This is a life that cannot be found in other worlds.

The chaotic world has its own shape, but it has no beautiful meaning.

The beauty of the way of heaven and earth lies in the vitality of sentient beings, in the unpredictable sun, moon, mountains and rivers, and in the joy, anger, sorrow, and happiness of sentient beings.

Han Jue suddenly wanted to travel to the fairy world again. To be precise, he wanted to be a mortal and experience the various aspects of life.

But it won't work for the time being, so you have to kill the ancient desolate gods first.

After several hours, he returned to the third hall and continued to practice.

One million and four million years have passed since the last breakthrough. According to his estimate, it will be only 500,000 years to break through to perfection.

Then it will be the death of the ancient desolate gods!

Han Jue has already begun to look forward to it.

...

Deep in the ancient wasteland, there was a vast lake, with countless figures floating on the lake, like corpses, but their bodies were intact, with some demons and demons.

The lake is filled with magnificent fog, like a foggy world, with turbidity everywhere.

At this moment, the ancestor of Tianxu and the ancient desolate gods stood on the clouds, overlooking countless figures on the lake below.

"God, the ancient wilderness clone has reached one million, and the Taoist demon has exceeded one hundred billion. When will it take action?" asked the ancestor Tianxu.

The ancient god replied: "It's not enough, you must be sure that the way of heaven can survive several seemingly impossible disasters because the enemy is not prepared enough to level the way of heaven in one fell swoop."

The ancestor of Tianxu frowned.

He hesitated for a moment and said, "The way of heaven is also preparing. The divine power and Tiansheng are of excellent qualifications. He has been in seclusion recently, I'm afraid..."

The reputation of the Divine Power Tiansheng is too loud, and those achievements are enough to shock all the powerful powers of Chaos.

The ancient god said: "I know his strength, so I have to cultivate the demon of Tao and reach the state of supremacy of the Great Dao. My practice will become slow. No matter how outstanding his talent is, he will never surpass the supremacy of the Great Dao within millions of years."

The ancestor Tianxu thought about it and felt it was reasonable.

He turned his head and looked at the figures of millions of geniuses on the lake, thinking about something.

"The battle of the way of heaven is of great importance. Not only the gods of the great way are watching, but also the supreme beings who win, and from then on, they will overtake chaos, be defeated, and will never be reborn."

The ancient desolate god said coldly.

The ancestor of Tianxu couldn't help but feel frightened when he remembered the mysterious existence that broke the ancient wilderness that day.

Chaos seems to have entered their eyes, but it also hides many unknown places and unknown existences.

The higher your cultivation level, the deeper your awe of chaos.

The ancestor of Tianxu shook his head and looked in the direction of the Heavenly Dao, and an old figure appeared in his mind.

"Where are you now?"

...

Time flies.

No matter how chaotic wind and clouds change, Han Jue in the Taoist temple was indifferent, as if time and all things had lost their meaning in him.

He opened it three times, which meant that 300,000 years had passed.

This is the third time. At this moment, three lines of prompts appeared in front of him:

[You have been nine million years old and your life has taken another step forward. You have the following choices]

[1. Go out of seclusion immediately and open up Hongmeng in Chaos. You can obtain a fragment of the avenue, a spiritual stone for creation, and a fragment of Hongmeng]

[2. Cultivate low-key and stay away from right and wrong. You can obtain a fragment of the Dao, a spiritual stone of creation, and a fragment of Hongmeng]

There is no surprise to such an option, and it is estimated that it will only receive a big reward if you live a thousand years old.

Han Jue silently chose the second option.

This time, he did not use the creation spirit stone to create the Chaos Demon God, because the Hongmeng World can already nurture the Chaos Demon God by itself.

Save it first, and then use it later.

Han Jue continued to practice.

He is not far from breaking through.

From the late stage of the Great Dao to the ultimate perfection of the Great Dao, he was completely in seclusion and did not waste a day.

Han Jue has only one goal now.

Become stronger and sank the ancient wasteland as soon as possible!

He hopes to go to the ancient wilderness personally before the ancient wilderness god takes action.

On the other side.

The Avenue breaks through the field.

Han Huang, the Taoist robe of the gods, and the five great gods gathered here.

In these hundreds of thousands of years, the remaining three great punishments have also attained the realm of the great way.

After hearing everyone's words, Han Huang was furious and cursed: "What kind of god's head? I think he was scared by the ancient god!"

"If my father hadn't let me go out, I really wanted to strait the ancient wasteland!"

Han Tuo shook his head and said, "Although you are a saint of the Great Dao, you are still far from defeating the ancient desolate god."

The Taoist robe nodded and said, "That's right, let alone the ancient desolate god, the ancestor of Tianxu, is the existence of a saint who surpasses the great Dao. Hundreds of thousands of years ago, he easily suppressed the joint efforts of dozens of great Dao saints with his own strength. There are also many Taoist demons in the ancient desolate who are comparable to the great Dao saints."

Han Huang frowned and looked unhappy.

Yitian cursed and said, "It's okay, there is still time. Gu Huang has not been moving. I guess he is afraid of my godfather."

After so many years, Gu Huang has not conquered the way of heaven, but has calmed Chaos down. The younger generations are even more unaware of this, and Chaos falls into peace again.

The five great divine punishments have been staying in the temple of the Taoist robe. They have not returned to report their lives. They have not transferred them again when the God of Punishment has been cut off. Their relationship has been broken, but no new five great divine punishments have appeared.

A god named Chi Fei said, "I guess that the ancient wilderness god is still creating Taoist demons. Hundreds of thousands of years ago, the Taoist demons in the ancient wilderness had reached an incalculable number. The ancient wilderness god is still creating, because I am afraid of repeating the miserable defeat of ten thousand gods and power generals back then."

Han Huang frowned and said, "So why are you looking for me? I said I want to trample on the ancient wilderness. You look down on me. Why do you say so much to me and want me to comfort you?"

Once the relationship is familiar, Han Huang will not be polite, and he will say it out loud directly when he is unhappy.

He thinks he is strong enough.

He has been two million years old, and has practiced hard every day without slacking off. Even if he is not as good as his father, he feels that few people in the chaos are their opponents, but they just don’t have the chance to show off.

Yitian laughed and scolded: "You guy is quite aggressive. It seems that you really want to come out and show off your skills?"

Han Huang hummed.
Chapter completed!