Chapter 975: The Han Family’s Heritage

Time flew by, and another hundred thousand years passed.

Han Jue opened his eyes and habitually observed the Hongmeng Realm first before checking his mail.

Everything was well, and there was nothing to worry about.

He began to think about the book of wonderful destiny.

The cooldown for the book of wonderful destiny was over. It was a good item, equivalent to the will of chaos, capable of tampering with the memories of all beings—no, it was even more exaggerated; it could change facts!

Han Jue called up the information for the book of wonderful destiny again:

[book of wonderful destiny: Ultimate Supreme Treasure, a treasure formed by seizing supreme Great Creation. It can tamper with the past and future of others, directly changing everything without being restricted or peered into by any rules. Each time this treasure is used, a different amount of lifespan will be deducted as a cost, and the treasure will enter a period of slumber. As the number of uses increases, the slumber time will double. Special Note: This treasure cannot be upgraded and cannot recognize a Master.]

He pondered for a while and felt that he didn't need to use it for the time being.

He could use it if something happened in the future.

Currently, he was not in any danger, and even the Ninth Chaos was not pursuing him.

So, he set it aside for now.

After making his decision, Han Jue looked at his daughter beside him.

He spoke, "Ling'er, do you want to learn Divine Abilities?"

Hearing this, Han Ling opened her eyes in pleasant surprise and nodded immediately.

Han Jue immediately began teaching her Divine Abilities.

Han Ling's talent was indeed extraordinary; she could learn common Divine Abilities almost instantly. After a few months, Han Ling had already learned over a dozen Divine Abilities from Han Jue, including the Divine Might Great Heaven Palm.

Han Ling sighed, "I really want to find someone to spar with."

Han Jue immediately granted her access to the Simulation Trial and gave her a brief introduction, which amazed her.

For the next few decades, Han Ling immersed herself in the Simulation Trial, unable to pull herself away.

Han Jue, meanwhile, went to the Main Dao Field to observe the Heavenly Dao.

He discovered that Han Yu had already married and continued the Family line. Two hundred thousand years of development had made the Han Family a powerful Family with deep heritage within the Heavenly Dao.

Not all Saints left descendants in the Immortal Realm, let alone cultivated them into a Family.

A Saint's lineage was more often passed down through the Master-disciple relationship.

For a Saint, Bloodline was not a stable way to pass on a Legacy. It was no easy task for descendants to possess peerless talent, and it certainly couldn't compare to the probability of finding disciples across the entire Immortal Realm.

Furthermore, if a Saint passed down their lineage through Bloodline, it would make outsiders feel they were difficult to approach, and the lineage would only become increasingly narrow.

Currently, the Han Family in the Immortal Realm had passed through dozens of generations and even spawned many branches distributed across dozens of Mortal Realms.

Han Jue was satisfied.

Only Han Yu had been diligent and responsible, perfectly completing the task he had assigned.

Han Jue would not interfere with the Han Family; he merely treated them as a basic pool for the Heavenly Selection of Creation.

The Han Family was, after all, a Saint's Family, and many Heavenly Dao Prodigies had emerged among their descendants, earning them the reputation of a Prodigy Family in the Immortal Realm.

While Han Jue was reflecting, a black vortex suddenly appeared before him.

The God Summoning Art!

Han Jue calculated and found that it was Zhao Xuanyuan who had performed the God Summoning Art.

Since Han Ling was still in the Simulation Trial, Han Jue immediately stepped into the black vortex.

He left a strand of his will in the Daoist temple, so even if he died on this trip, he would have no fear.

Stepping through the black vortex, what entered Han Jue's vision were black Resentment Demons filling the sky, each in various forms and postures, so densely packed they were uncountable.

Below the black vortex were Dao Supreme and the other three.

At this moment, Dao Supreme and Jiang Yi were heavily injured, their bodies mangled and bloodied, with strange green flames burning at their wounds. Their faces were filled with pain.

Lao Dan held his hands high, using his own Dharmic power to maintain a barrier, creating an invisible protective layer around the four of them that was imperceptible to the naked eye.

When Zhao Xuanyuan saw Han Jue appear, he immediately breathed a sigh of relief.

"Master, save us!"

Zhao Xuanyuan said urgently.

Han Jue kept his back to the black vortex and did not move, preventing any mysterious entity from using the black vortex to sneak into the Third Dojo.

His gaze intensified, and the Resentment Demons filling the sky vanished instantly, completely gone.

These Resentment Demons were all at the Freedom cultivation level; how could they have blocked four Great Dao Saints?

Han Jue was secretly puzzled.

Before he could ask, he suddenly glanced in one direction.

The ground below was like a desolate desert, undulating endlessly. In the direction of Han Jue's left hand, a figure was slowly approaching from the end of the horizon.

It was a man wearing broken armor, with a tall stature and long hair fluttering. On his charred, ghost-like face, red eyebrows stood on end, and his eyes were cold; at first glance, he seemed to have four eyes.

This person's build was as strong as a Vicious Beast, and his right hand dragged a massive blade. The blade's edge carved a trench in the ground that stretched out of sight. This great blade was even larger than his entire body, its surface covered in black-red scales, and its edge was silver, like a bright moon.

Han Jue narrowed his eyes.

This aura was very strong, already comparable to a Great Dao Supreme!

No wonder Dao Supreme and the others couldn't hold him off.

Then again, where was this?

Han Jue's Divine Thought swept across the entire world and found that this land was incredibly vast, much like Chaos, yet there was no such large landmass within Chaos.

Wait!

The Bottom Layer of Chaos!

When Han Jue had fought the Ancient Desolate Divine Spirit before, he had fallen into the Bottom Layer of Chaos, and the lowest layer of Chaos also had such a ground.

No!

It wasn't the Bottom Layer of Chaos!

There wasn't a trace of Chaos Qi here!

"Master, be careful, the things here devour Dharmic power!"

Zhao Xuanyuan said urgently, pointing at the terrifying figure dragging the blade. "That's the guy who injured Dao Supreme and Jiang Yi. With just one strike, the two of them almost died!"

Jiang Yi coughed violently and said, "Leave us some face…"

Lao Dan looked up at Han Jue with a complex expression.

Divine Might Heavenly Sage… Han Jue asked, "What place is this?"

Zhao Xuanyuan replied, "We're not sure, it shouldn't be Chaos. We entered through an entrance in the Bottom Layer of Chaos. We've mastered the Great Dao Fortune Divine Authority here and stayed for so long, thinking we were already invincible in the Great Dao Saint realm, but then we encountered this guy."

The Great Dao Fortune Divine Authority was related to the supreme rules. To be able to Master the Great Dao Fortune Divine Authority outside of Chaos… Boom!

In the distance, the man in broken armor suddenly leapt up, causing the ground for a hundred miles around to collapse and dust to fly. He raised the scaled great blade high and slashed at Han Jue.

Such power was enough to scare Mortal Spirits to death, but in Han Jue's eyes, it wasn't even worth looking at.

Han Jue frowned.

The man in broken armor crashed through Lao Dan's Dharmic power protection layer, knocking Lao Dan to the ground. Just as his great blade was about to fall on Han Jue, Han Jue struck out with his palm.

Divine Might Great Heaven Palm!

A terrifying blast of wind erupted, and the man in broken armor instantly turned to ash. The scaled great blade spun as it flew toward the horizon.

That was it?

He was even worse than a Saint!

His aura was like a Great Dao Supreme, yet his speed was far inferior to a Saint.

While Han Jue was confused, the scaled great blade suddenly stopped. With a flash of cold light, it charged at Han Jue again.

So fast!

Han Jue's frown deepened. He did not dodge, as the black vortex was behind him; if this blade charged in, Han Ling would certainly be in danger.

Boom!

The scaled great blade was blocked by the Ultimate Mortal World Robe on Han Jue's body. The two forces caused violent ripples to spread across the entire sky, and the resulting gale shook the boundless earth.

Under Han Jue's watch, the scales on the surface of the great blade sprouted out and re-coalesced into the man in broken armor from before.