Chapter 943: Primordial Chaos Spirit, Hidden Sect Grand Event

Chapter 943: Primordial Chaos Spirit, Hidden Sect Grand Event

One hundred trillion years!

Comparable to an Ancient Desolate Divine Spirit, a half-step Creator!

Han Jue's heart sank. So, the Ancient Desolation really did hide unknown mighty figures?

That made sense. Even though Han Jue was powerful enough now, he still couldn't see through certain unknown regions of the Chaos. If there were no mighty figures protecting them, how could they remain hidden from his prying eyes?

Han Jue chose to continue.

One hundred trillion years—he could still afford that!

Han Jue then entered the Evolution Illusion.

He opened his eyes and found himself in a dim space, surrounded by wisps of strange purple Qi, with the vague, ferocious, and magnificent shadows of giants drifting in the distance in all directions.

Han Jue noticed nine figures gathered together in front of him.

They were arguing.

"The Chaos? It's merely a hypothesis!"

"Ridiculous. With the Primordial Chaos Demon God suppressing us, we can't even show our heads!"

"Indeed. Why bother scheming here? His power is simply too immense; we are no match for him. The Primordial Chaos cannot be controlled, and opening up the Chaos is nothing but a delusion."

"Big Brother's vision cannot be realized. Even if the Chaos were opened, so what? With the Primordial Chaos Demon God around, the existence of the Chaos would be meaningless."

…

These nine figures were speaking a language Han Jue had never heard before, but since his Realm was high, he could understand their meaning, translating it into his own language within his mind.

Han Jue raised an eyebrow.

Could it be the Ninth Chaos and the eight Primordial Chaos Spirits before him?

He had noted down relevant information when he previously checked the information on the Ninth Chaos. The first eight Primordial Chaos Spirits had failed to open the Chaos, and only the Ninth Chaos had succeeded.

What were they plotting?

If it only concerned the Chaos, how could it threaten Han Jue?

One figure spoke: "We must open the Chaos one after another, attempting it one by one, inheriting the failed experiences of our predecessors, and placing our hope on our Ninth Brother."

The other seven figures looked towards the thinnest and smallest figure.

Han Jue guessed that this was the Ninth Chaos.

The Ninth Chaos said anxiously: "If all of you brothers fall, I will absolutely not live on alone. Opening the Chaos wasn't even my idea!"

"Actually, isn't it fine just like this? The Primordial Chaos Demon God hasn't oppressed us; he just won't let us create Primordial Chaos Spirits like ourselves."

His words drew angry rebukes from the eight Primordial Chaos Spirits, scaring him into silence.

The Ninth Chaos at this moment was completely different from the one Han Jue had imagined. He was not profound, unfathomable, or absolutely invincible; his personality was more like that of a callow youth.

One Primordial Chaos Spirit said: "Even if we fail, we can leave behind a contingency plan. Let us each leave a trace of our Origin Mark with our Ninth Brother. If we truly fail, we can wait for our Ninth Brother to resurrect us in the future, pinning our hopes on him."

Han Jue suddenly realized. So, the eight Primordial Chaos Spirits intended to resurrect, and with the Ninth Chaos as their backing, they would naturally be able to rise powerfully. It was very possible they could threaten him.

Not long after, the Evolution Illusion ended. The subsequent conversation was all about how to open the Chaos, which had nothing to do with Han Jue.

His consciousness returned to his Physical Body, and Han Jue opened his eyes.

"I want to know which Primordial Chaos Spirit has already been resurrected?"

[Requires the deduction of 100 trillion years of lifespan. Do you wish to continue?]

Could it be that it had already grown to the stage of an Ancient Desolate Divine Spirit?

Han Jue's heart sank to the bottom.

He immediately chose to continue.

A tall, upright figure appeared in his mind, and lines of text jumped out before his eyes:

[Zhao Shuangquan: Early Stage of the Grand Unity Golden Immortal Realm, Reincarnation of the eighth chaos of the Primordial Chaos Spirits, Disciple of a Saint, Hidden Sect Disciple, Innate Great Fortune]

The Reincarnation of the eighth chaos!

Strange, why didn't the prompt for an Innate Destiny Bearer trigger?

Han Jue calculated with his fingers and realized that this Zhao Shuangquan had been born within the last hundred thousand years, and he had been staying in the Third Dojo, far away from the Heavenly Dao.

It was worth mentioning that Zhao Shuangquan was also a Personal Disciple of Su Qi. He had brought with him strange phenomena upon birth, but such occurrences were not unique in the Heavenly Dao, and Zhao Shuangquan had not yet displayed talent that surpassed the world.

This was troublesome.

He was, after all, his Grand-disciple.

Han Jue felt that the eighth chaos being born into the Heavenly Dao was by no means a coincidence.

"I want to know if the Ninth Chaos arranging for the eighth chaos to be born into the Heavenly Dao is a scheme against me?"

[Requires the deduction of 1 quadrillion years of lifespan. Do you wish to continue?]

Continue!

[No schemes at present]

Han Jue let out a sigh of relief. It seemed his previous shouting when facing the Ancient Desolate Divine Spirit had been quite effective.

Presumably, the Ninth Chaos was afraid that someone would harm his brother, so he had placed him in the Heavenly Dao where it was safer.

However, "no schemes at present" also meant that there might be schemes in the future.

After all, Han Jue had previously calculated that Zhao Shuangquan would threaten him.

"Forget it. This fellow will need time to grow. At worst, I'll just find an Opportunity to enslave him. Besides, how can his growth speed compare to mine?"

Han Jue thought to himself, though he also felt a sense of crisis.

He appeared invincible in the Chaos, but that was only for the present. variables would always exist.

The rise and fall of strength in this world was never determined by talent alone; Opportunity was more important.

Just like Huang Zuntian, whose Aptitude was average, yet he had already walked ahead of his Personal Disciples by relying on great Opportunities.

"It is time to check on the Hidden Sect Disciples."

Han Jue thought silently.

He immediately sent a voice transmission to all his Personal Disciples, telling them to gather at the Hundred Peaks Immortal River in one hundred thousand years, including Li Daokong who was within the Fate Faction, and had Li Xuanao prepare for this Hidden Sect grand event.

This time, Han Jue intended to bring the Demon God Legion to the Hundred Peaks Immortal River as well, though their Bloodline still needed to be concealed.

After arranging everything, he continued to Cultivate.

However, the Personal Disciples were no longer calm.

Millions of years had passed; this was the first Hidden Sect gathering!

Within the myriad worlds projection, the Personal Disciples appeared one after another.

"Did you hear Grandmaster's arrangement?"

"I heard it. This is a good thing. We haven't seen each other in a long time; it's time to gather."

"Indeed. If not for the myriad worlds projection, our relationships would likely have grown distant long ago."

"Master is truly capable to possess such a Divine Ability that can cover the Chaos."

"Hahaha, just wait until you see my demeanor then."

The Personal Disciples began to chat excitedly.

It was unclear who started it, but they began to talk about their own Disciples.

They were no longer the naive figures of the past; each of them had their own Daoist lineage. Never mind Disciples, they even had Grand-disciples, and some had even reproduced offspring and started Families.

The news soon reached Han Huang's ears. Han Huang was not within the myriad worlds projection, but the Personal Disciples could transmit messages through the gate of the great dao.

Generally speaking, the Domain where the gate of the great dao was located was not private, and rarely did mighty figures transmit messages there, but this matter was not something that couldn't be seen, so it was passed on to Han Huang.

Han Huang was very excited and wanted to see his father's Disciples. He immediately informed the Evil Heavenly Emperor of this matter.

"Hahaha, this is a good thing. Your father has been in seclusion for too long. If he doesn't see them, he might not even know if his Disciples have run off."

The Evil Heavenly Emperor laughed, which resonated with Han Huang.

He changed the subject, saying meaningfully: "Huanger, you must go this time. By the way, help me… *cough cough*, you know what I mean."

Han Huang patted his chest and laughed: "Your Majesty, rest assured. I will at least recruit ten Prodigies for you. It will definitely allow the Heavenly Court to rise to a new level!"