Chapter 1066: Nine God Stars, Nine Extremes Dao Sect
Faced with the murderous Han Jue, Mo Zang was frightened and didn't know what to do for a moment.
Han Jue said coldly: "I will kill your master now!"
His eyes focused, and Mo Zang saw Han Jue turn around and attack Mo Zhu. Mo Zhu, who was unfathomable in his eyes, was directly blasted to pieces.
"No--"
Mo Zang shouted in a sad voice. He suddenly stood up and rushed towards Han Jue, with strength coming from nowhere.
As soon as he stood up, he was restrained by an invisible force and could not move.
Mo Zang looked at Han Jue with bloodshot eyes, full of hatred and murderous intent.
"Don't tease him, he's just that old."
Mo Zhu's voice suddenly came, and Mo Zang subconsciously glanced over. Mo Zhu, who had just turned to ashes, appeared again and was walking towards them.
Looking at Han Jue again, the coldness on his face disappeared, replaced by a smile that was as warm as spring breeze. Combined with his extremely handsome face, even Mo Zang was a little dazed.
"What's going on?"
Feeling the powerful force that restrained him disappear, Mo Zang couldn't help but ask, his tone confused.
No matter how stupid he was, he could see that Han Jue was not an enemy and was just teasing him.
Mo Zhu walked up to Han Jue and asked, "Are you here for him?"
Han Jue smiled and nodded.
Mo Zhu looked at Mo Zang and said, "Why don't you kneel down and worship your ancestors?"
"Ancestors?"
Mo Zang was stunned. He naturally believed what his master said, so he knelt down and kowtowed to Han Jue.
Han Jue looked at Mo Zhu and asked, "How have you been these years?"
Mo Zhu looked at him with complicated eyes and said, "I'm fine. Thank you for your care."
The two looked at each other in silence, and memories of the past came to their mind.
Han Jue had long since stopped caring about their past, but for Mo Zhu, it was deeply engraved in her mind. Along the way, she had been practicing by listening to Han Jue's legendary deeds. She had regretted, felt helpless, and also been determined.
Han Jue didn't have much objection to Mo Zhu's choice of family. Everyone has their own choices, and he has never thought of making everyone revolve around him.
Han Jue looked at Mo Zang and asked, "Do you feel the power in your body?"
Mo Zang asked in surprise: "Could it be that this power is you..."
He could see that the ancestor in front of him had a close relationship with his master. Could it be that his master accepted him because of this relationship? Thinking of this, Mo Zang felt a little complicated.
Han Jue smiled and said, "It's good that you understand, you don't need to say it out loud."
Don't bury silence.
Han Jue smiled and said, "I will stay here and teach you for a while."
He looked at Mo Zhu.
Mo Zhu said quickly: "If you want to stay, then stay..."
She became unusually nervous. This emotion had not appeared for hundreds of millions of years, so long that she almost forgot that she was also a human being.
And just like that, Han Jue's clone settled down.
The same was true for the other eight clones. They did not directly rescue the other eight descendants chosen by creation, but gave them a process of acceptance.
Han Jue's original body returned to the third Taoist temple.
"After a while, I will bring back nine descendants. They will be considered your descendants. Please take care of them when the time comes."
Han Jue gave an order, and the good and evil who were practicing opened their eyes.
He asked cautiously, "Did they also get...?"
"Um."
Han Jue nodded, and Shan E became even more nervous.
Nine strong competitors are coming. Could it be that the ancestor is not satisfied with his progress in cultivation?
Han Jue said: "You don't have to think too much, there will be more in the future. I can't just cultivate you. I will do this every once in a while. If you can teach them and take care of them, it will also be a good relationship."
When Shan'e heard this, he thought it made sense and agreed immediately.
A hundred years later.
Han Jue's nine clones came back with nine descendants. Not only them, but also Mo Zhu was brought back and lived in the third dojo.
Xing Hongxuan, Fairy Xixuan and Chang Yue'er were all delighted to see Mo Zhu. Time flies, and it is not easy to have another old friend.
Inside the Taoist temple.
The nine descendants of the Han family meditated side by side, all looking at Han Jue with admiration.
Over the years, Han Jue's clones had become familiar with them and established relationships with them. After arriving at the third dojo, they heard the nickname of the ancestor, Divine Might and Heavenly Saint!
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This name is the supreme myth in the Heavenly Dao! They don't know Zu and Pangu, they only know that Shenwei Tiansheng is the patron saint of the Heavenly Dao.
I didn't expect that their ancestor had such an origin.
Shan'e looked at the nine new faces and felt deeply moved.
He seemed to see nine peerless powers about to rise. Although these guys looked immature, he could feel the mysterious power contained in them and their unlimited potential.
"I have granted you great fortune, allowing you to be reborn. All you have to do is to practice well here. You are not allowed to leave without my permission. You may have to spend hundreds of millions of years here, or even longer."
Han Jue said seriously, and no one objected because Han Jue's clone had already told them before coming.
After a few simple words, Han Jue began to preach.
After preaching for a thousand years, the cultivation of the nine great creators has increased by leaps and bounds.
Finally, Han Jue personally selected Han Zongdao, who had the fastest cultivation, as the leader, and named him Jiu Shenxing, and he would only serve him from then on.
Han Jue began to practice in seclusion, while Shan'e took Jiuzi out of the Taoist temple and began to get to know each other.
The Nine God Stars all wanted to know about Han Jue's deeds, and they did not hide anything, good or evil, and even mentioned other powerful people in the Han family.
The more good and evil talked, the more excited they became, and the Nine Gods were also filled with passion. They all targeted Han Huang and wanted to be invincible in Chaos.
The other side.
As more and more chaotic forces joined the Transcendental Avenue Realm, the Unconscious Avenue Realm and the Heavenly Dao Realm also began to follow suit. For a time, the entire chaos was in turmoil, and all living beings were worried that chaos would be divided up.
At this moment, an eternal supreme being appeared out of nowhere and wanted to unify the chaos.
It was Zhao Shuangquan, the eternal pinnacle of the Second Chaos Festival!
Zhao Shuangquan left Tiandao and founded the Jiuji Daotong on his own. He first absorbed countless geniuses and then began to expand his territory. He unified the country in the name of resisting the three major Dao realms, which attracted countless powerful people to join him.
The Supreme God of Punishment did not stop it, causing the gods of the Great Dao to secretly speculate that the head of the gods had previously said that there was no need for unification, and Zhao Shuangquan's behavior was equivalent to a slap in the face.
However, since the Supreme God of Punishment did not say anything, the gods of the Great Dao did not dare to act recklessly. Zhao Shuangquan had grown up and was a God of Punishment himself, with a status higher than that of most of the gods of the Great Dao.
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Millions of years passed quickly.
When Han Jue was 160 million years old, he was chosen by God.
The Chaos Festival is about to begin, and Chaos has become turbulent again. This time, geniuses from other Dao realms will participate in the Chaos Festival, and it is hailed as an unprecedented Chaos Festival, with much more depth and difficulty than previous ones.
Han Jue looked at the nine divine stars who were meditating in front of him. All of them were already great saints. It took them tens of millions of years to achieve great sainthood, which was still considered top-notch talent in today's chaos.
(End of this chapter)