Chapter 755 The Pathless Deep Realm

Chapter 755: The Domain of Lawlessness

“Where is Pangu’s reincarnation?”

Han Jue asked in his heart. He couldn’t rest easy without knowing this.

After all, the Heavenly Dao was created by Pangu. If Pangu were to return, how could the Heavenly Dao stop him?

“Do you wish to continue? One hundred trillion years of lifespan will be deducted.”

Although the price was outrageous, he had to continue!

Han Jue then entered the evolutionary illusion.

He opened his eyes and found himself in the starry sky, with a barren planet devoid of vegetation beneath him. Looking around, the entire starry sky was filled with countless such planets, showing no signs of life.

Han Jue looked intently, but he didn’t see Pangu on the barren planet.

Just then!

A beam of light descended from above, moving incredibly fast, directly striking the barren planet. The entire planet trembled violently, raising circles of dust waves tens of thousands of feet high.

After the dust settled, Han Jue saw a giant egg. Its shell was transparent, glowing red, and covered with numerous veins. He could vaguely make out a figure curled up inside.

Was that Pangu?

But what was this place?

Han Jue frowned, and a line of text immediately appeared before him:

“The Domain of Lawlessness: A chaotic, barren realm, without the rules of the Great Dao, without karma, without past or future.”

Han Jue’s frown deepened. Although he knew the name of the place, he still didn’t know where it was.

The evolutionary illusion then shattered.

Han Jue returned to reality. He pulled up his interpersonal relationships and checked Pangu’s avatar.

“Pangu: Cultivation unknown, Chaos Fiendcelestial, creator of the Heavenly Dao, ancestor of all things, slayer of Fiendcelestials. Due to you severing his will's control left in the Heart of Pangu, he has developed a dislike for you. Current Hatred Level: 1 star.”

Why was his cultivation still unknown?

Hadn’t he reincarnated?

Could it be that he wasn’t truly reincarnated, but rather his Dharma Idol had reincarnated?

Han Jue asked in his heart, “After Pangu’s reincarnation, how long will it take for him to kill me?”

“Do you wish to continue? One hundred trillion years of lifespan will be deducted.”

Continue!

“Unless you stop cultivating, or his true body revives, he will never be able to kill you.”

His true body revives… sure enough!

Han Jue’s brows then relaxed.

In any case, it was good that Pangu’s reincarnation posed no threat to him.

Han Jue stopped overthinking and continued reading his emails… Time flew by.

Another thirty thousand years passed.

“The Primordial Heavenly Prison has successfully enslaved.”

“The Divine Robe Daoist has developed a good impression of you. Current Favorability Level: Max Star.”

Han Jue opened his eyes.

The Divine Robe Daoist in the Primordial Heavenly Prison was still in a soul state. Han Jue lifted the seal, and his physical body began to recover.

Han Jue brought up his avatar to check.

“The Divine Robe Daoist: Great Dao Primordial Chaos Realm Perfected, Great Dao Divine Spirit. Current Favorability Level towards you: Max Star.”

A very simple introduction, but it was enough.

He was only one minor realm higher than the Void Soul Grand Sage, yet the enslavement time was ten times longer!

After the Divine Robe Daoist’s physical body recovered, he respectfully knelt before Han Jue and bowed.

Han Jue asked in his heart, “If I release the Divine Robe Daoist and instruct him not to reveal his experience of being enslaved, will the existence of the Primordial Heavenly Prison be exposed?”

Leaving the Divine Robe Daoist here was not as good as releasing him to continue being a Great Dao Divine Spirit, perfectly guarding the chaotic domain where the Heavenly Dao resided.

From the top to the bottom, everyone was Han Jue’s person!

“Do you wish to continue? Two hundred billion years of lifespan will be deducted.”

Continue!

“It will not.”

Seeing these two words, Han Jue immediately smiled.

He began to exchange pleasantries with the Divine Robe Daoist.

Several hours later, Han Jue sent the Divine Robe Daoist out of the Heavenly Dao, who then flew into the dark depths.

Han Jue had explained everything that needed to be explained. In the future, the Divine Robe Daoist would be an important chess piece for him.

Subsequently, Han Jue went to the second dojo, released the Windquake Fiendcelestial, and had Murong Qi come to receive him.

Murong Qi had already become the leader of the Fiendcelestial Legion. While there might be some dissatisfaction among the Fiendcelestials, they all recognized Murong Qi, as each of them had been received by him, and they could see Han Jue’s trust in Murong Qi.

As a Battle Fiendcelestial, Murong Qi’s own strength was not weak. In simulated trials, even when fighting against the Heavenly Gang Fiendcelestial, it was often an even match.

Han Jue chatted with Li Yao for a few moments, then flashed into Yang Du’s cave abode.

Over the long years, Yang Du had become almost reclusive. As more and more Fiendcelestials appeared, his aptitude seemed incredibly glaring here. Even he felt unworthy, and although Han Jue could help him change his bloodline, he couldn’t even see a glimmer of hope for the basic Quasi-Saint threshold.

Yang Du opened his eyes, and seeing it was Han Jue, he immediately knelt down and bowed.

His heart was excited, understanding what he was about to face.

Han Jue spoke, “You have indeed suffered these years. I understand your burden, but I simply hope you remember this burden. Regardless of your aptitude, you must never lose your reverence, never lose your determination to cultivate diligently, understand?”

Yang Du said tremblingly, “I understand, I understand your painstaking efforts. I never dared to be negligent, let alone complain. Without you, I would have reincarnated countless times long ago, still a mortal, adrift in the cycle of reincarnation.”

Han Jue didn’t waste words. He directly dispersed his physical body and took his soul into the Primordial Realm. He then teleported to the main dojo.

Yang Du was already a Grand Unity Golden Immortal, but his cultivation was difficult to improve, with no hope of even reaching the mid-stage. This was the limit of his aptitude.

After all, Han Jue’s sermons in the second dojo were not as frequent as in the main dojo.

In fact, if not for the spiritual energy in the second dojo being incomparable to anywhere else in the Heavenly Dao, Yang Du himself wouldn’t even have had hope of becoming a Grand Unity Golden Immortal.

Han Jue sat on the 36th-grade Reincarnation World-Destroying Black Lotus, fusing Yang Du with the Fiendcelestial Qi of the Solitary Fiendcelestial.

For no other reason than their similar names.

Han Jue used his mind for two purposes: on one hand, he used his magic power to help Yang Du fuse with the Fiendcelestial Qi; on the other hand, he began to preach to the main dojo.

The sudden sermon caught all the disciples in the Hundred Mountains Immortal River off guard, and they were all pulled into the Extreme Origin Great Dao… Chaos, Great Dao Tower.

Han Yu, dressed in white, arrived at the main hall accompanied by his grand-disciple Qin Ling, to meet the Tower Lord, Zhou Fan.

Zhou Fan, now clad in a black robe with python patterns, exuded an imposing aura, no longer the hot-blooded youth he once was.

Zhou Fan opened his eyes, and upon seeing Han Yu, his eyes lit up.

So similar!

Even more so than Han Tuo, his biological son!

For a moment, he instinctively wanted to kneel, but he managed to restrain himself in time, unnoticed by anyone.

Han Yu cupped his hands in greeting.

Zhou Fan didn’t put on airs and spoke, “Your master has already become a Fate. I advise you not to seek him out again, lest you bring trouble upon yourself.”

Fate!

Han Yu frowned. He had been in Chaos for over a hundred thousand years and naturally knew of the legends of Fate.

Fate was already an existence in Chaos that struck fear into the hearts of cultivators. They wreaked havoc everywhere, killing indiscriminately, committing all sorts of evil.

He subconsciously wanted to deny it; his master couldn’t possibly become a Fate.

But then he thought, what if Li Daokong was forced to become a Fate?

It was not impossible!

Qin Ling asked, “Can even the Hidden Sect not shake the power of Fate? Your master has killed thirteen Fates!”

Zhou Fan glared at him and scolded, “Isn’t my master your grand-master? What do you mean ‘your master,’ you have no manners!”