Chapter 929: Nine Million Years Old, the Spirit’s Preparation

After Han Jue finished observing the Hongmeng Realm, he teleported to the Main Dao Field and began observing the Myriad Heavens and Myriad Realms of the Heavenly Dao.

Although he was prepared to create the Grandmist, he had no intention of abandoning the Heavenly Dao.

Regardless, in this life, all his footsteps were in the Heavenly Dao. He was a nostalgic person; if he could protect the Heavenly Dao, he was willing to intervene.

It wasn't just his footsteps; his old friends were also primarily in the Heavenly Dao.

Unknowingly, Han Jue had already taken on the responsibility of defending the Heavenly Dao. His former self would have definitely resisted, but now he quite enjoyed it.

This was the power of strength!

Han Jue found that his gaze toward all beings of the Heavenly Dao was as if he were looking at his own descendants, feeling an inexplicable sense of affection.

It wasn't just the Human Race; all races of the Heavenly Dao were the same.

The various forms of all beings in the Heavenly Dao and the charm of the mountains and rivers in the myriad worlds possessed a vitality that no other world in Chaos could match.

The worlds of Chaos had the form but lacked the beauty.

The beauty of the Heavenly Dao's worlds lay in the vitality of all beings, the unpredictable sun, moon, mountains, and rivers, and the joys, angers, sorrows, and pleasures of all beings.

Han Jue suddenly wanted to travel through the Immortal Realm again—to be precise, the Mortal Realm. He wanted to be a Mortal for a lifetime and experience all walks of life.

But he couldn't for the time being; he had to slay the Ancient Desolate Divine Spirit first.

A few hours later, he returned to the Third Dojo and continued to Cultivate.

1.4 million years had passed since his last Breakthrough. According to his estimation, he could reach Perfection in 500,000 years at most.

That would be the day the Ancient Desolate Divine Spirit died!

Han Jue was already looking forward to it.

…

Deep within the Ancient Desolation, in a vast lake, countless figures floated on the surface like corpses, though their Physical Bodies were intact. There were humans, demons, and even devils.

Thick fog billowed over the lake, making it seem like a world of mist, murky in all directions.

At this moment, Ancestor Tianxu and the Ancient Desolate Divine Spirit stood suspended above the clouds, looking down at the countless figures on the lake below.

"Divine Spirit, the number of Ancient Desolate Clones has reached a million, and the number of Dao Demons has exceeded a hundred billion. When do we act?" Ancestor Tianxu asked.

The Ancient Desolate Divine Spirit replied, "It's still not enough. We must have absolute certainty. The Heavenly Dao has survived several seemingly impossible tribulations because its enemies were not sufficiently prepared and could not flatten the Heavenly Dao in one go."

Ancestor Tianxu frowned.

He hesitated for a moment and said, "The Heavenly Dao is also preparing. The Divine Might Heavenly Sage has unparalleled Aptitude and has been in seclusion lately. I fear…"

The fame of the Divine Might Heavenly Sage was too resounding; his battle records were enough to awe all the mighty beings of Chaos.

The Ancient Desolate Divine Spirit said, "I know his strength, which is why I must Cultivate Dao Demons. Upon reaching the Great Dao Supreme Realm, cultivation becomes slow. No matter how outstanding his talent is, it's impossible for him to surpass the Great Dao Supreme within a few million years."

Ancestor Tianxu thought about it and felt it made sense.

He turned his head to look at the million Prodigy figures on the lake surface, lost in thought.

"The battle for the Heavenly Dao is of great importance. Not only are the Great Dao Spirits watching, but so are those supreme beings. If we win, we will transcend Chaos from now on; if we lose, we will face eternal damnation."

The Ancient Desolate Divine Spirit said coldly.

Ancestor Tianxu remembered the mysterious existence that had cleaved the Ancient Desolation that day and couldn't help but feel a chill.

Chaos seemed to be within their sight, but it also hid many unknown places and unknown beings.

The higher one's cultivation, the deeper their awe of Chaos.

Ancestor Tianxu shook his head and looked toward the Heavenly Dao. An old figure emerged in his mind.

"Where are you now?"

…

Time flies.

No matter how the winds and clouds of Chaos changed, Han Jue remained unmoved inside the Daoist temple, as if time and all things had lost their meaning to him.

He opened his eyes three times, meaning 300,000 years had passed.

This was the third time. At this moment, three lines of prompts appeared before his eyes:

[You have reached nine million years old. Your life has taken another step forward. You have the following choices:]

[1. End your seclusion immediately and create the Grandmist in Chaos. You can obtain one great dao fragment, one creation spirit stone, and one primordial chaos fragment.]

[2. Cultivate in a low-profile manner and stay away from trouble. You can obtain one great dao fragment, one creation spirit stone, and one primordial chaos fragment.]

Such options were no surprise. He estimated that he would only receive a big reward when he reached ten million years old.

Han Jue silently chose the second option.

This time, he did not use the creation spirit stone to create a Chaos Demon God because the Hongmeng Realm could already nurture them on its own.

He would save them for later.

Han Jue continued to Cultivate.

He was not far from a Breakthrough.

From the Great Dao Supreme Late Stage to the Great Dao Supreme Perfection, he had spent the entire time in seclusion, not wasting a single day.

Han Jue now had only one goal.

Become stronger and flatten the Ancient Desolation as soon as possible!

He hoped to personally go to the Ancient Desolation before the Ancient Desolate Divine Spirit took action.

On the other side.

Inside the Great Dao Breakthrough Domain.

Han Huang, Daoist in the Divine Robe, and the five great divine punishments gathered here.

In these hundreds of thousands of years, the remaining three Divine Punishments had also attained the Great Dao Realm.

After hearing everyone's words, Han Huang was furious and cursed, "What Head of the Gods? I think he's just been scared witless by the Ancient Desolate Divine Spirit!"

"If it weren't for my father not letting me out, I'd really want to go and flatten the Ancient Desolation!"

Han Tuo shook his head and said, "Although you are a Great Dao Sage, you are still far from being able to defeat the Ancient Desolate Divine Spirit."

The Daoist in the Divine Robe nodded and said, "That's right. Let alone that Ancient Desolate Divine Spirit, even that Ancestor Tianxu is an existence that surpasses a Great Dao Sage. Hundreds of thousands of years ago, he single-handedly and easily suppressed an alliance of over a dozen Great Dao Sages. Moreover, there are many Dao Demons in the Ancient Desolation that are comparable to Great Dao Sages."

Han Huang frowned with a look of annoyance.

Yi Tian cursed, "It's fine, there's still time. The Ancient Desolation has shown no movement all this time; they're probably afraid of my godfather."

So many years had passed, and the Ancient Desolation had never campaigned against the Heavenly Dao. Instead, it allowed Chaos to calm down. The younger generation of beings was even unaware of this matter, and Chaos fell into peace once more.

The five great divine punishments had stayed in the Daoist in the Divine Robe's Dojo and had never returned to report back. The Supreme Punishment Divine Venerable did not reassign them either. Their relationship was already broken, but no new five great divine punishments had appeared.

A Divine Punishment named Chi Fa said, "I suspect the Ancient Desolate Divine Spirit is still creating Dao Demons. Hundreds of thousands of years ago, the number of Dao Demons in the Ancient Desolation had already reached incalculable numbers. The Ancient Desolate Divine Spirit is still creating them simply because he's afraid of repeating the crushing defeat of the ten thousand Divine Authority Generals back then."

Han Huang frowned and said, "So why did you look for me? I said I wanted to flatten the Ancient Desolation, and you look down on me. Then why tell me all this? Do you want me to comfort you?"

Now that they were familiar, Han Huang was no longer polite and spoke his mind directly when he was annoyed.

He considered himself strong enough.

He was already two million years old and cultivated bitterly every day without ever slacking off. Even if he wasn't as good as his father, he felt that few in Chaos were his match; he just hadn't had the chance to show it.

Yi Tian laughed and cursed, "You kid are quite brash. It seems you really want to come out and show off your skills?"

Han Huang snorted.

Han Tuo said, "We looked for you because we want you to tell the Hidden Gate Disciples and then relay it to the Sages of the Heavenly Dao to be on guard against the Three Pure Ones Sacred Realm. The Three Pure Ones Sacred Realm might become an enemy of the Heavenly Dao."