Chapter 1179 Five Hundred Million Years Old

Chapter 1179: Five Billion Four Hundred Million Years Old

“That’s right, I haven’t succeeded, so you certainly won’t either. If you insist on trying, then I’ll just wait and see,” Ninth Chaos replied, his tone calm, not provoked by Dao Ancestor.

Dao Ancestor suddenly waved his hand, dropping a piece, stirring up waves that shook Ninth Chaos’s mountains and rivers. Ninth Chaos followed suit, dropping a piece that transformed into a towering mountain, blocking the waves and dispersing them.

The two Creation Lords continued their game, the mountains and rivers before them sometimes destroyed, sometimes reborn, as if they would never decide a victor… In the Ultimate Origin World, the Underworld.

Amidst the vast ghost mist, an incredibly majestic city stood tall, like the largest ghost god of the Underworld hidden in the darkness, its partially revealed form enough to scare any mortal soul to oblivion.

A plaque hung above the city gate, inscribed with three characters larger than mountains: Yama Hall!

Inside the first layer of Yama Hall, Yang Tiandong lay on a chair, fanning himself with a feather fan. Blue flames burned on the feathers, and as he fanned, a chilling aura emanated.

“These days are truly without hope,” Yang Tiandong suddenly sighed, once yearning for the Ultimate Origin World, but now finding it boring.

He controlled the Underworld of the Ultimate Origin World; any powerful outsider wishing to enter the Ultimate Origin World had to seek his permission.

It was no exaggeration to say that, apart from his master, he now feared nothing.

Eternal power brought endless emptiness.

Though he was only a Great Dao Saint, he too experienced the invincible loneliness of being at the top.

When bored, Yang Tiandong enjoyed reminiscing about the past, immersing himself in his former adventures.

Just as Yang Tiandong was utterly bored, a figure descended.

It was Shi Yuanhongmeng.

Yang Tiandong glanced at him, paying him no mind.

Shi Yuanhongmeng spoke, “I am Shi Yuanhongmeng. I wish to reincarnate into the Ultimate Origin World to see its scenery. My true body will not enter, only a wisp of my will. I have come specifically to greet you, which can be considered giving face to the Ruler.”

Yang Tiandong found Shi Yuanhongmeng’s name somewhat familiar. After a moment’s thought, wasn’t he the Primordial Fiendcelestial who had merged with Han Huang, the newly advanced Creation Lord?

Facing a Creation Lord, Yang Tiandong remained completely unperturbed.

He casually said, “Since you are a Creation Lord, have you sought the Ruler’s permission?”

“Where can one see the Ruler? Can you?”

“That means you have no destiny.”

Yang Tiandong fanned himself and chuckled. He knew his master was in the Daoist temple, but who besides the Hidden Sect disciples could enter?

“Did Han Huang not go to find the Ruler?”

“He did, but the Ruler was not in the Daoist temple. His clone said his true body was within the Ultimate Origin World. If I reincarnate, I will naturally go to visit the Ruler.”

Shi Yuanhongmeng frowned, displeased with this Yama King before him.

How dare a mere Yama King make things difficult for him?

However, considering the other party was the Ruler’s disciple, he had no choice but to endure.

Yang Tiandong thought for a moment and said, “Alright, your true body must remain in this hall.”

“Understood.”

Shi Yuanhongmeng responded, walked to a corner of the hall, and sat down to meditate, sending a wisp of his will into the reincarnation cycle of the Ultimate Origin World.

Yang Tiandong no longer looked at him, continuing to immerse himself in the past.

In the years that followed, reincarnated beings continuously appeared in Yama Hall, and Yang Tiandong arranged them one by one.

Ten thousand years later.

A figure appeared; it was Han Jue.

Yang Tiandong casually glanced, initially unconcerned, but then he clearly saw the person and abruptly stood up.

“Master… Master…”

Yang Tiandong stammered, but Han Jue paid him no mind.

Shi Yuanhongmeng in the corner also stood up, and the two vanished from the hall.

Yang Tiandong breathed a sigh of relief. He hadn’t seen Han Jue for so long that their relationship had grown distant. All he felt when he saw Han Jue was fear and nervousness, so he felt at ease once Han Jue left.

As for what Han Jue and Shi Yuanhongmeng were going to do, he wasn’t interested either… Above the Ultimate Origin World.

Han Jue and Shi Yuanhongmeng looked down together.

“How does it feel?” Han Jue asked.

Shi Yuanhongmeng stared intently, sighing, “Perfect, more perfect than the Primordial Chaos and the Chaos.”

Han Jue smiled.

Shi Yuanhongmeng hesitated for a moment and asked, “Ruler, are there bloodlines stronger than the Primordial Fiendcelestials? Or rather, can Primordial Fiendcelestials continue to evolve?”

Han Jue chuckled, “Cultivation has no end, and naturally, neither do bloodlines. You want to continue evolving? It’s very difficult.”

“I want to try.”

“How will you try?”

“I haven’t thought of it yet.”

Shi Yuanhongmeng answered truthfully, not disheartened, but rather full of confidence.

Han Jue smiled and said, “Then look for it in the Ultimate Origin World.”

With that, he vanished from Shi Yuanhongmeng’s side.

“In the future, there will indeed be beings that surpass the Primordial Fiendcelestials.”

Han Jue’s voice echoed in Shi Yuanhongmeng’s ears, followed by a figure appearing in Shi Yuanhongmeng’s mind.

It was the mysterious white-haired man.

Shi Yuanhongmeng narrowed his eyes, memorizing this person.

This meant that this person had the potential to surpass the Primordial Fiendcelestials.

Why did the Ruler tell him this?

Was it for Han Huang’s sake?

Shi Yuanhongmeng couldn’t understand and decided to search for this person first.

He immediately transformed into countless clones, traveling through the myriad heavens… Inside the Third Daoist Temple.

Han Jue returned to his own Daoist temple, and his Dao Companions had also returned. This journey had made them all very happy. The joy wasn’t in the sightseeing itself, but primarily in Han Jue’s company.

Han Jue sat on the lotus seat, his gaze once again falling upon the Primordial Chaos.

With his reminder, the future began to change.

Shi Yuanhongmeng became obsessed with evolution. Initially, he didn’t fully believe Han Jue, but after countless eons, he still couldn’t evolve. So he recalled the white-haired man Han Jue had pointed out.

Eventually, the white-haired man became his inner demon, leading him to ignite a great war among the Creation Lords in the Endless Era, shaking ancient and modern times.

As for the white-haired man, he never appeared in the future.

The reason Han Jue did this was simply to have one more person thinking about the white-haired man, so that the white-haired man wouldn’t suddenly grow strong when he wasn’t paying attention.

He didn’t want to specifically search for who the white-haired man was; rather than waiting, he preferred to focus on becoming stronger himself.

And Shi Yuanhongmeng’s obsession was too deep. Even without Han Jue provoking him, this fellow would sooner or later set his sights on the powerful bloodlines in the Ultimate Origin World, or even target Han Jue.

By giving him a vague, elusive goal, Shi Yuanhongmeng wouldn’t fall into despair.

Han Jue murmured to himself, “When I surpass the Ultimate Origin Fiendcelestial, I can indeed yield my position to you three. But can you persist until that day? Don’t disappoint me.”

The reason for his tolerance towards Shi Yuanhongmeng was still because of Han Huang.

The three Primordial Fiendcelestials were already fate-bound. Even if Han Jue had a way to separate them, it would cause irreversible severe damage to Han Huang, making further progress impossible.

Han Jue could allow other Creation Rulers to appear, but they should preferably be his children. And before that, he must first surpass the Creation Rulers.

With that thought, Han Jue closed his eyes, preparing to continue his cultivation.

Time flew by rapidly.

Another billion years passed.

Han Jue was now five billion four hundred million years old.

He opened his eyes, his gaze first falling upon the Blank Domain. A major event was currently unfolding in the Endless Era, an event that concerned all living beings.