Chapter 891 Father-Daughter Showdown

Chapter 891 Father-Daughter Showdown

Deep within Chaos, on a shattered continent, two groups of practitioners were confronting each other.

One side consisted of Ancestor Xitian, Li Daokong, Shi Duxiao, and others, while the other side consisted of Huang Zuntian and others.

Huang Zuntian's subordinates were more numerous, numbering more than four times that of Ancestor Xitian.

Huang Zuntian stared at Ancestor Xitian and said, "Old Ancestor, considering our ties to the Heavenly Dao, you all might as well merge into Fate. I am the orthodox Master of Fate, with a million Calamity Sealing Fated Ones under my command. With just these subordinates of yours, it is difficult to stand alone."

Shi Duxiao and Li Daokong frowned.

Naturally, they had also heard of Huang Zuntian's prestige. Rising from a nobody to become the Master of Fate, his methods were naturally formidable, at least far beyond what they could hope to reach.

Ancestor Xitian smiled and said, "Huang Zuntian, I didn't expect the Heavenly Dao to produce someone like you. Your talent does not lie in cultivation, but your potential, like that of the Divine Might Heavenly Sage, is immeasurable."

Huang Zuntian chuckled and said, "Thank you for the praise, Old Ancestor. Right now, I just want to integrate the Calamity Sealing Fated Ones and look forward to the future together. Although Chaos is peaceful, our fate cannot be escaped. If we cannot unite, we will sooner or later be defeated one by one. When we become Calamity Sealing Fated Ones, we are actually no longer considered creatures of Chaos. If we want to survive in Chaos, we must restrain ourselves and unite as one."

Ancestor Xitian nodded, appearing to agree with Huang Zuntian's opinion, but he did not agree to the merger.

For a moment, the atmosphere turned grim and fell silent.

Shi Duxiao thought to himself, "What kind of situation is this? Why hasn't the Dark Forbidden Lord appeared yet? What is he doing?"

He suddenly couldn't see through it anymore.

He had thought that the Dark Forbidden Lord and the Divine Might Heavenly Sage were the same person. The Dark Forbidden Lord had first supported the Fate Faction to boost the reputation of the Divine Might Heavenly Sage. Now that the Divine Might Heavenly Sage was renowned throughout Chaos, the next step should be to clean up the mess, unite the Fate Faction, and develop it into a potential force lurking in the dark.

"Old Ancestor, have you thought it through?" Huang Zuntian asked, narrowing his eyes as his right hand behind his waist quietly made a hand gesture.

This was a gesture preparing for battle.

Ancestor Xitian stepped forward and smiled, "We can submit, but as the Master of Fate, shouldn't you prove your own strength? Your ascension methods are not enough to win public support. If you want to lead the Fate Faction toward prosperity, you still have to rely on Divine Ability."

Huang Zuntian smiled and said, "Then please enlighten me, Old Ancestor."

His eyes burst with a stern and cold light.

Ancestor Xitian suddenly sensed a dangerous aura.

For some reason, he inexplicably thought of Han Jue's Heaven and Earth Profound Yellow World-Breaking Sword Finger.

This brat was indeed not simple!

No wonder he could become the Master of Fate!

…

Time slowly flowed by.

One hundred thousand years passed.

Beneath the old tree, Han Qinger was still meditating and Cultivating. By now, her cultivation had reached the Grand Unity Golden Immortal realm. Attaining the Dao in just hundreds of thousands of years, this Breakthrough speed was already quite exaggerated.

Qing Luaner had just finished Cultivating and couldn't help stretching lazily. She glanced at her daughter beside her and couldn't help asking, "Qinger, aren't you bored of this?"

Anyway, Qing Luaner couldn't Cultivate continuously; every once in a while, she would stop to rest.

Without even opening her eyes, Han Qinger said, "Why would getting stronger ever get boring? Perhaps you just can't feel the speed of cultivation."

Qing Luaner blinked, stunned for a moment before she understood.

This was mocking her talent in cultivation.

Qing Luaner reached out and patted Han Qinger's back, but she didn't use any force, fearing it would affect her cultivation.

Looking at Han Qinger's profile, her heart was filled with countless emotions.

Whether sons or daughters, they all yearned for cultivation.

She didn't understand before, but now she understood, because it was all passed down from their father.

Han Jue's cultivation was even more exaggerated; millions of years were spent in seclusion. Every time she thought about it, her scalp would go numb.

At this moment, footsteps approached.

Han Jue was seen walking over.

Seeing Han Jue, Qing Luaner stood up in pleasant surprise.

"Husband, why are you here?"

Hearing this, Han Qinger also opened her eyes. She sprang up instantly, teleported in front of Han Jue, and said, "Father, I want to spar with you and compare notes!"

The living beings not far away also opened their eyes. After so many years, they only looked a few years older.

Han Jue smiled and said, "I just came out to take a look at you all."

He glanced at Han Qinger and said, "You are not qualified enough if you want to spar with me."

Hearing this, Han Qinger instantly felt unconvinced.

"Impossible! I am very strong now, and those Disciples are no match for me!"

"None of them have entered the Dao, they are merely doing simple cultivation, how can they compare to you?"

"That's why only you can fight me."

"How about this, I'll let Jiang Jueshi fight you."

"No way!"

Han Qinger flatly refused.

She wasn't stupid; Jiang Jueshi was a Free and Unfettered Saint, and the terrifying feeling he brought her back then was still vivid in her mind.

Moreover, Jiang Jueshi was only a Disciple and didn't know his own strength when striking, whereas her father wouldn't possibly hurt her.

Han Jue smiled, then cast Dark Nightmare to pull Han Qinger into a dream.

The dreamscape was the Chaos Void Realm.

Han Qinger looked around with a look of wonder, still thinking her father had brought her to the Void Realm, without realizing that this was only a dream.

Han Jue said, "Since you want to fight, then come on."

Above his head, Demon God Dharma Idols condensed one after another, each towering to a height of one million zhang. There were a full one hundred Demon God Dharma Idols, all leaning their bodies forward and looking down at Han Qinger.

Han Qinger was dumbfounded. When had she ever witnessed such a scene? She looked up and saw that she was surrounded.

She trembled all over in fright.

Ants!

She suddenly thought of this word.

Back when she traveled in the Immortal Realm, she had seen many young children liking to squat down and play with ants on the ground, surrounding the ants—it was simply identical.

Han Jue expressionlessly said, "Since you insist on fighting me, I'll let you witness your father's power. What does your father rely on to shake Chaos? Watch closely!"

The Heavenly Dipper Demon God roared, frightening Han Qinger so much that her whole body shuddered. Subconsciously, she wanted to flee, but she was imprisoned by a terrifying power, unable to move, and even her Soul couldn't jump out of her body.

How is that possible!

Han Qinger's pretty face turned pale, and she could only watch as the Heavenly Dipper Demon God swung its fist down.

That Killing Intent was real!

Her father wasn't joking with her!

Boom!

With a single punch from the Heavenly Dipper Demon God, Han Qinger was destroyed in both body and Soul.

The dream ended.

Han Qinger opened her eyes, panting heavily, covered in cold sweat, with a panicked expression.

Qing Luaner asked with concern, "What's wrong?"

The dream was too fast, and just now Han Jue had been chatting with her while fighting, so she hadn't noticed that Han Qinger had been pulled into a dream by her father.

Han Jue asked with a half-smile, "Still want to fight?"

Han Qinger shook her head frantically in fright, like a rattle-drum.

Seeing her scared like this, Qing Luaner's expression darkened as she looked at Han Jue.

Han Jue gave a fake cough and said, "It's nothing, just had a fight with her in a dream. It didn't hurt her, she was just scared. Sigh, with this kind of psychological quality, she dares to challenge me, and still wants to surpass her eldest brother?"

Han Qinger's face blushed, but whenever she thought of the scene just now, she couldn't help trembling.

Too terrifying!

So her father was this terrifying when he got serious!

No wonder those Saints in Qiankun Hall were so respectful to her father. Could it be that they had also suffered beatings like this in the past?