Chapter 664: Pangu’s Will Inheritance

Chapter 664: The Inheritance of Pangu’s Will

“If you are truly defeated, what will you do?” Han Jue continued to press, forcing Peacock Divine Lord to confront the question.

Peacock Divine Lord, flushed with anger, said, “If that situation truly arises, I will pledge allegiance to you and serve you as my master! But that is impossible! I, Peacock Divine Lord, am invincible among those of the same cultivation level! Even against many foes!”

“Oh? Then I’ll send more disciples to test you, the agreement remains the same.”

“No, we agreed on one-on-one!”

Peacock Divine Lord quickly changed his tune. Although he was arrogant, he wasn’t foolish. Han Jue’s confidence surely meant he had some underhanded tricks, and he wouldn’t allow himself to be put in an unfair situation.

Han Jue smiled. This fellow was quite interesting.

“Then don’t leave. Just wait for him to come find you.”

“How long?”

“You should go into seclusion and cultivate for now. You don’t have anything else to do anyway.”

Peacock Divine Lord said impatiently, “Fine, I’ll wait for you!”

He forcibly shattered the dream realm again.

Han Jue opened his eyes, a smile on his face.

He was still very keen on subduing Peacock Divine Lord, which was why he kept him stable.

Han Jue brought up his emails to check on his recent circle of friends.

“Your friend, Evil Heaven Emperor, was attacked by a mysterious powerful being and suffered severe injuries.”

“Your friend, Pan Xin, was attacked by your enemy, Fuxi Tian.”

“Your friend, Pan Xin, was attacked by your enemy, Primordial Heavenly Venerate.”

“Your friend, Pan Xin, was attacked by your enemy, Karma Tian.”

… “Your son, Han Tuo, was attacked by a mysterious Dao Devil.” x840292

“Your disciple, Su Qi, absorbed the karma of the netherworld, and his cultivation greatly increased.”

“Your friend, Ancestor Xitian, was entangled by a mysterious misfortune, and his lifespan was reduced by three hundred billion years.”

… The great war in the Return to Ruins Divine Realm has begun!

Seeing Pan Xin getting beaten, Han Jue was quite surprised. The fact that he could take a beating and not die indicated that Pan Xin was already very strong.

He brought up his interpersonal relationships to check Pan Xin’s avatar.

“Pan Xin: Late-stage Primordial Chaos Grand Unity Golden Immortal, a descendant of Pangu, one of the first beings to be born when the heavens opened, having experienced immeasurable tribulations, playing in the human world. Fearing discovery by the Lord of Ancient Tribulations, he specifically infiltrated the River of Swords. Due to your cautious nature, he has developed an interest in you. Current favorability: 3 stars.”

Late-stage Primordial Chaos Grand Unity Golden Immortal!

This upgrade speed was too outrageous!

He also gained the Pangu descendant’s destiny tag, which was truly remarkable.

However, he was only a Primordial Chaos Grand Unity Golden Immortal. How could he withstand the siege of Great Dao Sages?

Could it be that Pangu’s power was protecting Pan Xin?

Han Jue didn’t expend lifespan to deduce, but continued to check his emails.

Ancestor Xitian was entangled by misfortune, reducing his lifespan by three hundred billion years.

That’s fine, just a drop in the ocean.

Han Jue no longer cared much about lifespans in the billions.

Was the lifespan of an existence like Ancestor Xitian still not infinite?

Perhaps this was the definition of eternal life: that eternal life simply meant an extremely long lifespan?

The concept of eternal life was inherently vague.

What is eternal life?

To live forever?

Then how long can one live?

Han Jue just thought about it casually, then continued to read his emails.

After he finished reading his emails, he immersed himself in cultivation again…

Beyond the thirty-third heaven, in the Heavenly Dao Palace.

Fang Liang sat on a lotus seat, with a white-robed man kneeling in front of him.

The white-robed man asked, “Master, when will you achieve Dao Integration?”

Fang Liang replied, “I won’t.”

Won’t?

The white-robed man was stunned, his expression bewildered.

Fang Liang had arranged many things for Dao Integration. As the direct disciple of Fang Liang, the leader of the Heavenly Dao Sect, the white-robed man had been preparing for years, just waiting for Fang Liang to achieve Dao Integration.

Yet Fang Liang suddenly changed his mind?

This was not the conduct of a Saint!

Fang Liang stared at his disciple, his heart filled with helplessness and lingering fear.

Recalling the past now, he felt a shiver of dread.

He almost sacrificed himself for the Dao Ancestor!

After the Primordial Chaos Heavenly Prison, Fang Liang had only eradicated the Dao Ancestor’s mind control over him. As for his absolute loyalty to Han Jue, he was already most grateful to Han Jue and would never become his enemy, so he hadn’t changed too much.

Fang Liang spoke, “Let’s not talk about Dao Integration for now. Issue an order to the disciples of the Heavenly Dao Sect to go to various nascent mortal realms to spread the teachings. From now on, the Heavenly Dao Sect will help the beings of the Heavenly Dao grow stronger. This is what a Saint truly seeks.”

Although full of doubts, the white-robed man still agreed.

Fang Liang closed his eyes, and the white-robed man bowed and left.

After the time it takes for an incense stick to burn.

A voice drifted in: “Fellow Daoist Fang, may we chat?”

Fang Liang opened his eyes, his gaze sharpening. The Dao field's formation closed, and Emperor Xiao entered the hall.

The Dao field’s formation then activated, shielding against Saintly thoughts and sounds.

Fang Liang waved his sleeve, conjuring a meditation cushion in front of him.

Emperor Xiao sat down and said, “What do you think of the matter of the Calamity Race?”

Fang Liang’s expression remained unchanged as he asked, “Why do you ask?”

Emperor Xiao said, “The Calamity Race invaded our Heavenly Dao, causing countless casualties among the beings of the Heavenly Dao. Now that the war has stopped, it looks like the Heavenly Dao side has compromised. I am worried that the Calamity Race will cause trouble again in the future.”

Fang Liang said, “But if the war continues, the Heavenly Dao will suffer even greater losses. The Calamity Race is stronger than the beings of the Heavenly Dao; this is a fact that must be acknowledged. We should treat it as a disgrace and spur the beings of the Heavenly Dao to become stronger.”

“Alas, how many beings are there in the Heavenly Dao, yet they were defeated by one race. It is truly laughable.”

“Fellow Daoist Xiao, there’s no need to blame yourself. After all, the Heavenly Dao has only been restarted for a mere tens of thousands of years.”

Emperor Xiao began to complain and lament to Fang Liang, and Fang Liang kept comforting him.

After a full half an hour, Emperor Xiao finally left.

Fang Liang’s expression instantly turned cold.

“This fellow actually dared to subtly mock my Grandmaster. He truly has a death wish.”

… A thousand years quietly passed.

Han Jue’s cultivation had advanced considerably. Nearly twenty thousand years had passed since his last breakthrough, and not breaking through for so long made him somewhat annoyed and inexplicably fearful.

He couldn’t have become mediocre, could he?

Han Jue shook his head. He couldn’t think like that; he had to be confident, especially since Peacock Divine Lord was still waiting outside the Heavenly Dao for him to subdue.

He was about to bring up his emails to check them when the voice of Xuan Du Saint Venerate drifted in:

“Fellow Daoist Han, could you come to the Qiankun Palace?”

Hearing this, Han Jue immediately set off.

Xuan Du Saint Venerate rarely sought him out; it was usually for important matters.

Inside the Qiankun Palace.

When Han Jue arrived, only the two of them were in the hall.

Xuan Du Saint Venerate spoke first, “Something bad has happened!”

Han Jue asked, “What is it?”

Xuan Du Saint Venerate said in a deep voice, “The powerful beings of the Return to Ruins Divine Realm failed to stop the existences in the Ancient Desolation. Now, the Ancient Desolation’s formation has been completely broken, and who knows how many evil demons have escaped. The Great Dao Saints have already withdrawn their sects from the Return to Ruins Divine Realm. I fear this matter will affect the Heavenly Dao.”

Han Jue wasn’t surprised. He often saw Ancestor Xitian severely injured in his emails, clearly indicating that the existences in the Ancient Desolation were stronger.

But then again, was the Chaos God’s power of order so strong?

It could actually help the Ancient Desolation suppress so many existences stronger than him!

“Also, do you remember Pan Xin?” Xuan Du Saint Venerate asked.

“I’ve met him a few times. What happened to him?”

“He obtained the inheritance of Pangu’s will, and his cultivation has been soaring. It is said that he inherited the Great Dao of Power and intends to follow the path of the great god Pangu from back then. He wants to slay all the Chaos Fiendgods and attain the Great Dao of Chaos!”