Chapter 1141: Spacetime Forces, Undercurrents Surging

Passing through the black vortex, Han Yu arrived within the chaotic currents of spacetime. As a Great Dao Supreme, Han Yu was not deceived by spacetime illusions and quickly tracked down Han Liang's figure.

Han Liang was being held by a Gray-robed person wearing a mask, unable to break free.

The Gray-robed person's mask was clearly a Chaos Supreme Treasure. Han Yu could not peer through to their true appearance, and even their aura felt like nothingness.

Had he not seen it with his own eyes, he might have thought Han Liang was traversing the spacetime turbulence alone.

Han Yu approached rapidly. Seeing this young descendant, Han Liang's eyes widened, revealing a look of pleasant surprise.

The Gray-robed person turned and waved a sleeve, sending an endless bloody wind to submerge Han Yu. Han Yu did not panic, using a single Divine Might Great Heaven Palm to shatter the bloody wind, even severing this segment of the spacetime turbulence.

Han Yu reached out, his Dharmic power wrapping around Han Liang from a distance, intending to pull him over. However, an extremely powerful force dispersed his Dharmic power and even shook his Divine Soul.

Han Yu frowned, feeling uneasy. From this single exchange, he knew he was not the opponent's match.

He did not shrink back; he had to save Han Liang.

Han Liang was born with a Bloodline suppression over other clansmen. Such Aptitude was a blessing for the Han Family and could not be lost.

Han Yu struck again.

The Gray-robed person suddenly stopped, neutralizing Han Yu's Divine Ability, and spoke: "Saint Han Yu, you should not stop me."

Han Yu found the voice unfamiliar and asked in a heavy tone, "Do you wish to make an enemy of the Han Family?"

The Gray-robed person said, "On the contrary, I am saving the Han Family. This child absolutely cannot be kept."

Han Yu frowned.

The Gray-robed person raised his right hand and drew a semi-circle in front of him. In an instant, a blood-colored half-moon condensed into existence. Han Yu's gaze subconsciously fell upon the blood-colored half-moon, and his consciousness began to blur.

Han Yu opened his eyes and found himself in a blood-colored void. In the distance, he could see many broken worlds, with corpses everywhere in all directions.

This was the Blank Domain. The reason it was blood-colored was due to an excessive amount of killing karma.

Han Yu saw a figure—it was Han Liang.

This Han Liang appeared to be only twelve or thirteen years old, wearing a black robe with blood patterns. Crisscrossing blood patterns continuously emitted a bloody mist. The black robe was slightly oversized, his long hair hung loose, and a cruel smile was plastered on his handsome face.

Han Yu was not shocked to see this Han Liang. He realized this was an illusion; what he saw and heard was not important. What he needed to do was escape the illusion as soon as possible.

When Han Liang rushed in front of him, he still didn't care.

Boom!

Han Liang's palm pierced through Han Yu's chest. The extremely realistic, sharp pain moved Han Yu.

His face showed a look of disbelief.

Han Liang was absorbing his Dharmic power!

This was not a false illusion!

How was this possible!

…

Inside the Third Dojo.

Han Jue opened his eyes. Outside the Daoist temple, Han Yu and Han Yunjin were waiting for an audience.

Han Jue allowed them to enter.

After bowing, Han Yunjin said urgently, "Father, my son Han Liang has been taken!"

Han Yu followed by recounting his pursuit of the Gray-robed person, though he concealed the future of Han Liang that he had seen.

Han Jue was not surprised and said calmly, "I am already aware of this matter."

Seeing Han Jue's reaction was so flat, Han Yunjin couldn't help but ask, "Father, what should be done about this?"

Han Yunjin had countless children, so he didn't naturally have a special fondness for Han Liang. He had been very wary from the start, so now he was more worried that Han Liang would become a hidden danger.

As his voice fell, a small head peeked out from behind Han Jue. Who else could it be but Han Liang?

This Daoist temple shielded the senses of others, so Han Yunjin and Han Yu had not noticed Han Liang's presence after entering. In front of Han Jue, they also didn't dare to look around haphazardly.

"Liang'er!"

Han Yunjin cried out in surprise, and Han Yu also breathed a sigh of relief.

Han Liang did not rush toward his father, but instead leaned on Han Jue's shoulder, giggling at his father.

Seeing his smile, Han Yu couldn't help but shudder.

Han Jue spoke, "Go back. Liang'er will stay here with me for now."

Han Yunjin hesitated to speak, but seeing that his youngest son had no intention of leaving with him, he sighed and departed.

Han Yu also wanted to say something, but seeing Han Jue's gaze, he suddenly felt at ease.

Perhaps the Progenitor knew; he was the most powerful existence, all-knowing.

Han Yu also left, but Han Yunjin did not immediately leave the Dojo. Instead, he went to visit his mother, Li Yao.

Han Jue took Han Liang into his arms and smiled. "Little fellow, don't run around in the future. Many people want to catch you, including yourself."

Han Liang tilted his head and asked, "Grandpa, why would I want to catch myself?"

Han Jue smiled without speaking and rubbed his head.

In the neighboring Daoist temple.

Han Yunjin faced Li Yao and voiced his concerns.

The two sat face to face, looking less like mother and son and more like brother and sister.

A faint smile appeared on Li Yao's cold, pretty face. She said, "Don't worry anymore. Now that Liang'er is by your father's side, this is your father's concern for you."

Han Yunjin was stunned for a moment, then came to a sudden realization.

If even his father could not control Han Liang, then no one else in the world could protect him.

Li Yao continued, "The generations of descendants are already numerous enough; you don't need to father any more children."

Han Yunjin blushed rarely, feeling somewhat embarrassed, and hurriedly took his leave.

Li Yao smiled, then closed her eyes and continued to Cultivate.

Among Han Jue's Dao Companions, she was the one with the greatest hope of becoming a Creator Daoist. She had always worked hard toward this goal, never slackening.

…

Three thousand years later.

Inside the Dojo, Han Liang rode the clouds and mist, sometimes transforming into a Kunpeng and sometimes into a Blue Dragon, causing the Disciples on the ground to exclaim and applaud from time to time.

The cultivation of these Disciples far exceeded Han Liang's. The reason they were making such a fuss was partly to flatter him, but more so out of marvel at Han Liang's Aptitude.

This boy was already at the God Realm cultivation; he was growing too fast!

Han Liang's appearance had always remained that of a youth, and his Heart-Nature never seemed to grow up, so he was deeply loved by the Disciples.

"Liang'er, Third Aunt is here!"

Han Qinger flew over and grabbed Han Liang in a hug.

Han Liang had a look of disdain, struggling hard as he shouted, "Go away! I don't want to play with you!"

At the very beginning, Han Liang quite liked Han Qinger, but every time Han Qinger came, she would torment him, leading him to become increasingly repulsed.

No matter how Han Liang struggled, he simply could not escape Han Qinger.

On the other side, Peerless Jiang went to visit Han Jue.

After Han Jue became invincible, he no longer deliberately went into seclusion, and usually, few people dared to disturb him.

After entering the temple, Peerless Jiang bowed respectfully.

He looked up at Han Jue and said, "Master, while in Reincarnation, I discovered something. There is a mysterious force gathering strength within spacetime, even mentioning the Dark Forbidden Master. I fear it is not a good thing."

He explained the situation he understood. After Han Jue indicated he was aware, Peerless Jiang departed; he had come just to give a warning.

Han Jue's gaze turned toward Han Liang.

"I didn't expect you, Immortal God Ji, and Venerable Seeker of Saints to get mixed up together. Truly interesting."

Han Jue murmured to himself. Venerable Seeker of Saints was the Creator Daoist from the future who had appeared during the previous Great Dao Calamity; he was also one of Han Jue's descendants, but he was not Han Liang, merely someone with a connection to him.