Chapter 1144: A Place Never Discovered
Since the end of the Great Dao Catastrophe, although Han Huang has gained tremendous fortune, he finds it difficult to improve his cultivation, as if he has reached his limit.
He is the Hongmeng Demon God, how could he have any limits? Are the talents of those creators stronger than him?
Impossible! Han Huang fell into deep thought. Could it be that he had committed too many murders, which prevented Hongmeng from transforming?
But he had observed other Dao realms, and except for the Dao realm of the Creator, other Dao realms were unable to successfully condense the supreme rules. In other words, all the supreme and perfect beings in the Dao were temporarily on the same starting line.
From the prototype of the Dao Realm to the Dao Realm, this process is extremely difficult! The creators did not guide the Dao Supremes. Even if they were asked by their own people, they would only answer that the path to becoming a creator varies from person to person, and how stable the Dao Realm is also depends on personal luck.
Just when Han Huang was getting annoyed, footsteps were heard in the darkness beside him.
I saw a figure slowly walking towards me.
Han Huang was not surprised and didn't even turn around to look.
The figure was completely black, shaped like a human, with a pair of red eyes with black pupils on his face, appearing eerie and evil.
"It takes time to condense the Great Dao Realm. How long has the Chaos evolved? How long has your Hongmeng evolved?"
The red-eyed black shadow laughed, his tone slightly mocking.
Han Huang snorted, "I know, but even if it takes time, at least I can feel the progress, right?"
The red-eyed black shadow said, "There are five creators now, and your father is one of them. Why don't you go and ask him for advice?"
Han Huang sighed and said, "How can I have the face to go to him again?"
He is not Chu Xiaoqi, who is born competitive. Even though he has extremely strong talents, he would try not to rely on Han Jue if possible.
The red-eyed black shadow snorted, "How hypocritical! You were given this body by your parents, and your father saved you many times. Do you really think you can rely on yourself? From the beginning, you have been completely relying on your father. Not daring to accept reality may be the reason why you can't succeed."
Hearing this, Han Huang's face instantly turned ugly, but he was not angry.
The red-eyed black shadow continued to taunt: "Now there are three great Hongmeng Demon Gods. Shiyuan Hongmeng and Huang Zuntian are both Hongmeng Demon Gods. Your aptitude is no longer unique. Put down your arrogance."
"What if you put down your pride? If father could guide the path of the creator, the Hidden Sect would have produced the second creator long ago, and the same goes for the other creators."
"Perhaps they don't want anyone to reach the level of a creator, even if it's one of their own, because creators are supreme and there are very few of them."
“…”
Han Huang remained silent, and the red-eyed black shadow said no more and retreated into the darkness.
The hall was silent.
Han Huang slowly stood up, his eyes became deep, and he murmured: "Maybe I should go ask."
He then disappeared into the temple.
A few days later, Han Jue met with Han Huang.
Han Huang asked about the creator's method of proving the Tao. Han Jue didn't waste any words and went straight to the point of preaching, sharing his own creative experience. Naturally, Han Jue would not be stingy with his son.
However, it is extremely difficult to prove the Tao for a creator of Tao. Knowing how to build a world of Tao is useless. After all, every world of Tao is different. If you want to prove the Tao, you either have to rely on your qualifications or on sudden enlightenment.
Han Jue relied on his aptitude. It was not difficult for him to prove himself as a creator with the qualifications of the Ultimate Demon God.
But he couldn't tell Han Huang this directly.
After a long time, when Han Jue finished speaking, Han Huang woke up. He hurriedly bowed to Han Jue to express his gratitude.
The father and son did not exchange pleasantries before Han Huang left.
Seeing Han Huang's excited look, Han Jue couldn't help but shake his head.
If this kid still fails, he won't hate me, right? Han Jue has seen Han Huang's inner demon, and this kid has created a clone of the inner demon, and they often talk to each other. This time, Han Huang came here because of the advice of the inner demon clone.
The drama of father and son killing each other is not impossible.
Han Jue looked into the future. Han Huang's future continued to the realm of creator. Although he had always been targeting him, he had never crossed the line towards him.
The future is infinite and there is no end in sight.
Han Jue withdrew his gaze and continued to practice.
Ever since the Great Dao Tribulation ended, he suddenly felt that time was passing very slowly. Perhaps it was because his cultivation level was improving too slowly, which caused his passion for cultivation to decrease a lot.
no!
Don't be paralyzed!
Those who created the Tao are so lax that they are unable to make progress.
But one cannot practice blindly. The Ninth Chaos devoted himself to practice, which gave Han Jue the opportunity to rise.
The Ninth Chaos would probably never understand until his death how it was that he just took a nap, but that gave Han Jue the opportunity, and how Han Jue was able to create a dojo during this time that even the creators of Tao couldn't break into.
Han Jue needs to practice, but he can't practice too hard.
He looked towards the corner, where a ball of gray gas was suspended. That was the will of the Ninth Chaos, which was being enslaved in the Final Origin Heavenly Prison. The disciples who came in and out did not notice the specialness of that ball of gray gas.
Han Liang had been curious about her, but was driven away by Han Jue, and he never dared to get close to her again.
Han Liang is not afraid of anything except Han Jue, perhaps because of his bloodline suppression.
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After all, the Ultimate Demon God is stronger than his bloodline.
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Under the old tree, Han Liang opened his eyes and looked angrily at a man beside him, who was Han Jue's disciple Murong Qi.
"You agreed to have the same cultivation level as me?"
Han Liang said angrily, clenching his two little fists.
Murong Qi laughed and said, "Yes, I did suppress my cultivation, but the difference in physical body cannot be suppressed."
Han Liang turned his head away, looking like he wasn't listening.
Murong stood up and prepared to leave.
"Ah! Why did you leave? I haven't played yet!"
"Forget it, you can't afford it."
"No, Brother Murong, I was wrong!"
Han Liang hugged Murong Qi's right leg and said pitifully.
Murong Qi had no choice but to sit back.
Han Liang is now the darling of the entire dojo. Everyone likes him because of his character and his small size.
"Brother Murong, can you tell me about the outside world? Don't you often go out and explore?"
Han Liang asked curiously and stopped the mock trial.
He also doesn't like being abused.
Murong Qi did not hide anything and talked about his experiences outside. He was sometimes excited and sometimes sighed. Han Liang widened his eyes, clenched his fists, and exclaimed repeatedly.
"Han Liang, do you want to go out too?"
Murong Qi rubbed Han Liang's head and asked with a smile.
Han Liang nodded and said, "Of course, I've long been tired of staying in the dojo, but grandpa won't let me go out."
Murong Qi smiled and said, "You really shouldn't go out. Once you go out, it will be very difficult to come back. Not only do you not want to come back, but your grandfather will no longer let you practice with him. The greatest opportunity in the world is your grandfather, so you have to think carefully."
Han Liang tilted his head, lost in thought.
Murong Qi smiled and asked, "You have to find the goal of your practice. You can't just become stronger in general. Everyone has his or her own life. You have to find the true meaning."
Han Liang pondered and said, "I want to go to a place that has never been discovered."
(End of this chapter)