Chapter 1052: Birth of the Demon God

Chapter 1052: Birth of the Demon God

"The Opportunity to make a Creator Daoist stronger, isn't that just the Creation Sovereign?"

Han Jue wore an expression of disbelief and murmured, "To be able to become even stronger… I thought your power was simply because you were the first, the first to create a Great Dao World. It turns out there is still a method of cultivation."

Ninth Chaos said, "I am waiting for you to find out the identity of the Dark Forbidden Lord."

As the voice fell, the dream shattered.

Han Jue opened his eyes. He naturally did not take the task assigned by Ninth Chaos to heart.

However, he had to consider one thing.

Whether Ninth Chaos treated other Creator Daoists the same way, or if he only assigned this to him.

If it was the latter, that was not a good thing; it meant Ninth Chaos was testing him.

Eh? Why think about these things!

"I want to know if Ninth Chaos truly hopes I find the real identity of the Dark Forbidden Lord?"

[Ten billion billion years of lifespan must be deducted. Continue?]

Continue!

[Yes]

Han Jue completely relaxed.

That was good.

Actually, he was not afraid of Ninth Chaos, after all, he had the Third Dojo, but he was afraid of implicating the people he cared about.

Even with the God Summoning Dao, the summoning speed could not keep up with the speed at which Ninth Chaos's killing intent spread.

Han Jue started to check his mail to distract himself.

[Your daughter Han Ling has comprehended the Ultimate Origin Power, and her Dao Cultivation has increased.]

[Your son Han Huang has merged with the supreme rules, and his magic power has transformed.]

[Your Disciple Dao Supreme has been attacked by a Transcendent cultivator] x97821183

[Your Disciple…]

[…]

[Your son Han Tuo has been attacked by your friend, the Supreme Punishment Divine Venerable.]

[Your friend Huang Zuntian has been hit by a mysterious curse.]

[Your friend Zhao Shuangquan has obtained the Legacy of a Mysterious Great Power, and his Dao Cultivation has surged.]

[Your younger brother Han Ming has entered the Vortex of Time.]

[Your friend Qingtian Xuanji has been attacked by your descendant Han Ye and is severely injured.]

[…]

Judging from the mail, Han Jue's circle of friends was also starting to form grudges and enmities. This was normal. When one reaches the top, after attaining a certain Realm, one naturally wants to climb higher, but opportunities are limited, and strife is inevitable. Over time, enmities will naturally form.

Han Jue did not think that all his Disciples and friends could always live in harmony; as long as they did not form mortal enemies, it was fine.

If he were to force his intervention, it would be easy to favor one side, causing the other to harbor resentment; it was hard to treat grudges and grievances with complete impartiality.

However, this was also quite interesting.

Unknowingly, Han Jue's mindset was also changing.

Things he once worried about and valued, he now felt were insignificant, simply because he was powerful enough.

His Disciples were hard to manage, but his children had to be managed. Han Jue did not allow his children to form grudges. If it was separated by several generations or more, then it was fine.

After reading the mail, Han Jue began to close his eyes and rest, his consciousness wandering beyond the heavens, traveling through Chaos and other Great Dao Worlds.

A full three hundred thousand years passed, and the book of misfortune finally successfully upgraded.

[The book of misfortune has upgraded from an ultimate dao treasure to an ultimate supreme treasure.]

This line of notification appeared in Han Jue's eyes, and the book of misfortune appeared along with it.

Terrifying black light burst forth, causing the temperature inside the Daoist temple to drop to freezing point, and the cold aura made the Soul feel uncomfortable.

Even for a Creator Daoist it was like this; if it were an ordinary Saint, they would likely be annihilated in body and Soul instantly.

How terrifying!

Han Jue touched the book of misfortune, filled with emotion.

"My treasure, you were once so weak, and I have finally raised you up."

Han Jue admired the book of misfortune for a while, and after confirming that it would not backlash against him, he put it away, deciding not to curse Ninth Chaos for the time being.

He would mess with his mindset after some time.

Han Jue returned to the Daoist temple inside the Third Dojo. Shan'e was not cultivating but was in a Simulation Trial, with a silly smile on his face; he was probably bullying the weak again.

This kid just liked to fight those with a lower Realm than himself. The number of battles was actually quite like Han Jue's, one against many.

Han Jue had nothing to do, so he also started a Simulation Trial.

He challenged the Shi Tian Immeasurable Great Annihilation Venerable, challenging fifty thousand of them in one go!

The value of the Shi Tian Immeasurable Great Annihilation Venerable was two quadrillion years, which was stronger than Chaos Unknowing and the Formless and Shapeless Transcendent Great Divine Being.

However, Han Jue was no longer who he used to be, and he appeared to have more than enough strength to handle fifty thousand Shi Tian Immeasurable Great Annihilation Venerables.

After all, he was one small Realm higher than the Shi Tian Immeasurable Great Annihilation Venerable.

He continued to increase the number.

He hadn't done a Simulation Trial for tens of millions of years, and his strength had been growing the whole time.

In the end, his challenge number stopped at two hundred thousand Shi Tian Immeasurable Great Annihilation Venerables. He was already very satisfied with this.

He opened his eyes and found that Shan'e was still in the Simulation Trial. He did not disturb him and continued to Cultivate.

Creation Imperial Court, inside the Heaven-Reaching Hall.

Han Ling looked down at a black-clad youth in the hall. The youth was kneeling on the ground, looking about fifteen or sixteen years old. His face was very similar to hers, handsome and delicate, but his eyes were inexplicably cold, like a venomous snake.

"You were transformed from the zhongyuan spirit root, I shall grant you the name Zhongyuan."

Han Ling said.

The black-clad youth replied, "I have heard that the most powerful beings in Chaos are the Chaotic Fiendcelestials. Then I shall be called the Ultimate Origin Demon God, and in the future, I will contend with the Primordial Chaos Demon God. What do you think? Mother!"

Han Ling said, "The Ultimate Origin Demon God? Very well. You do not need to call me Mother; call me Your Majesty."

The Ultimate Origin Demon God frowned. Although unhappy, he agreed.

"I will personally teach you for ten thousand years, and then send you to the Heavenly Court for training," Han Ling continued.

The Ultimate Origin Demon God asked, "I can feel that I belong to a certain place. Your Majesty, where did you find me? I want to go back. There, I can become stronger, strong enough to tower above all living beings in Chaos."

Han Ling frowned and said, "Did you not hear my words clearly?"

The Ultimate Origin Demon God lowered his head.

Han Ling said, "I created you. Without me, how could you have taken form? If you had been found by other existences, they might have directly refined you. I will arrange everything for you, do you understand?"

"I understand…"

The Ultimate Origin Demon God replied, his voice trembling slightly.

Han Ling said, "Now attack me. Let me see how strong your innate power is."

"Use your full strength. If you can injure me, I will take you to the place you want to go."

Hearing this, the Ultimate Origin Demon God looked up in surprise and asked, "Really?"

"Really!"

"Your Majesty, I am very strong, you must be careful!"

"Come!"

The Ultimate Origin Demon God stood up. Wisps of red Qi emerged from within his body, causing a phantom image to condense on his body.

Looking at that phantom image, Han Ling was in a trance for a moment.

As expected.

Father, this is your power.

After the Ultimate Origin Demon God condensed his Dharma Idol, he fiercely attacked Han Ling.

The Heaven-Reaching Hall trembled violently because of it.

A few breaths later.

The Ultimate Origin Demon God lay on the ground, his clothes tattered. He was surrounded by thousands of Imperial Soldiers, and in the air, there was an Imperial Soldier holding a divine weapon pointed at him.

He wore an expression of disbelief, his body trembling.

He had been defeated too quickly!

How could this be!

"This power of yours is very strong, but you cannot control it yet. Your cultivation and Physical Body are too weak. You must Cultivate properly and not disgrace this power," Han Ling's voice drifted over.

The Ultimate Origin Demon God gritted his teeth, his eyes full of unwillingness.

At this moment, a voice came:

"Your Majesty, the Divine Punishment Han Huang is here to visit. Do you wish to see him?"

This voice was like muffled thunder, and it was unknown where it came from.

Han Ling narrowed her eyes and said, "Let him in. Do not be rude."