Chapter 889: Surrender to Gongming, Count Him as His Son
Hearing the Supreme Punishment God mention Pangu, the five punishment gods looked at each other in surprise.
Pangu has died in battle several times, and invisibly, he is no longer as powerful in the hearts of the chaotic beings.
But no one expected that Pangu could actually sever the cause and effect, making it impossible for even the chief of the gods to peek into the chaos.
What a terrible Pangu!
"Okay, go down."
The Supreme God of Punishment waved his hand, and the five gods of punishment saluted and left quickly.
The world fell into silence.
The Supreme God of Punishment was meditating and practicing. As he began to practice, a wisp of black air emerged from between his brows, making his face look very strange.
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The death of Patriarch Shen Yin did not cause any disturbance in the chaos, simply because Patriarch Shen Yin was nameless.
Ever since the Supreme God of Punishment came to power, Chaos has ushered in unprecedented peace. The previous peace was dead silent and bleak, but now it is bustling and prosperous.
The worlds that had been hidden in the dark before all emerged and began to recruit geniuses to compete for territory, resources and luck.
The most lively place is the chaotic realm where the Heavenly Dao is located. The Heavenly Dao is the first world with complete rules. The world before that was only tangible but without mysteries. The specialness of the Heavenly Dao makes the world near it prosperous as well.
As time goes by, the Way of Heaven has become the reliance of hundreds of vast worlds.
However, at this time, the Three Pure Ones Holy Realm, created by the Three Pure Ones Saint, a disciple of the Taoist Patriarch, also rose. Under the leadership of the Taoist in divine robes, the Heavenly Dao and the Three Pure Ones Holy Realm had begun to compete in momentum.
In the Holy Realm of Sanqing, in a magnificent palace, tens of thousands of Taoists are meditating, facing one direction. In front of them, there are two Taoists with extraordinary temperaments facing them.
One is Yuanshi Tianzun, and the other is Tongtian Jiaozhu.
Yuanshi Tianzun has an immortal look and sharp eyes. Tongtian Jiaozhu wears a black robe and looks like a young man, but he exudes a murderous aura that makes people dare not look at him.
Yuanshi Tianzun slowly said: "We cannot force the fight with the Heavenly Dao. After all, the Heavenly Dao is our home. Unfortunately, the evil disciples betrayed us and took control of the Heavenly Dao. I decided to defeat the Heavenly Dao in the Chaos Festival, surpass the Heavenly Dao in terms of reputation, and then annex the Heavenly Dao."
As soon as these words were spoken, the Taoists in the hall began to talk about it.
"The Chaos Festival is a gathering of geniuses. It is indeed important."
"Although the foundation of the Heavenly Dao is strong, it has been suppressed for too long. Speaking of the Heavenly Dao, there are not many Hunyuan Daluo Jinxian of the Heavenly Dao."
"That's right. How can the Three Pure Ones Saint Realm be compared to the Heavenly Dao?"
“But if you want to disturb the Heavenly Dao, Shenwei Tiansheng can’t get around it.”
"Shenwei Tiansheng is powerful, but my Taiqing Saint is not bad either."
The Taoists were talking about it a lot. They were all very happy and even couldn't wait to compete with the Heavenly Dao.
The name of Shenwei Tiansheng was indeed well-known, but they had never seen how powerful the Divine Power General was, let alone seen Shenwei Tiansheng.
Tongtian Patriarch snorted, "God of Heavenly Power, I would like to meet him."
Yuanshi Tianzun smiled and said, "Brother, don't talk nonsense. Shenwei Tiansheng is indeed powerful. Besides, the Heavenly Dao and the Three Pure Ones will merge together sooner or later. How can they be enemies?"
Master Tongtian glanced at him with a look of disdain, but did not respond.
Just at this moment.
An inappropriate voice sounded: "What are you fighting for? If you win the eternal peak of Chaos, will you still care about the Way of Heaven?"
As soon as these words were spoken, everyone turned their heads to look. The person who spoke was a Taoist priest in a white robe. He had a fair complexion and was very young, appearing to be only sixteen or seventeen years old.
With a look of arrogance on his face, he slowly stood up and looked down upon all the Taoists present.
Yuanshi Tianzun said with a smile: "Jiang Gongming, do you think it is so easy to fight for the top of the world? There are so many chaos, even we, the Three Pure Ones, don't know how big it is, and there are even more arrogant people out there."
Jiang Gongming smiled and said, "I have attained the Dao at the age of one million, attained freedom at the age of ten million, and attained the Great Dao at the age of fifty million. When the Chaos Festival begins, I will dominate the festival. Teacher, tell me yourself, is there anyone in Chaos who is more talented than me? I have never been out there to explore, and I have never experienced enlightenment. I have relied entirely on my own practice."
Those Taoists who did not know Jiang Gongming were shocked.
The Great Saint!
Yuanshi Tianzun shook his head and said, "You are indeed gifted, but you lack experience. Recently, many proud children of heaven have emerged in the Heavenly Dao. For example, the three disciples of Shenwei Tiansheng are already free before they are ten million years old. Although they are affected by chance, their cultivation realm is real."
Jiang Gongming frowned and asked in a deep voice, "Who are those three people?"
"Dao Zhizun, Zhao Xuanyuan, and Jiang Yi are currently following the clone of the Great Purity Saint to practice."
Jiang Gongming frowned even more tightly.
Yuanshi Tianzun said, "Gongming, you should get to know them first and prepare for the Chaos Festival in the future. Remember, don't make enemies. The Great Purity Saint intends to cultivate them, and they may be fellow disciples in the future."
Jiang Gongming nodded with an unhappy look on his face.
The other Taoists also started discussing the three Taoist Supremes, which made Jiang Gongming even more unhappy.
Tongtian Sect Master stared at Jiang Gongming, with the corners of his mouth slightly raised, and it was unknown what he was thinking.
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The third dojo.
Han Jue opened his eyes. Ten thousand years had passed and his cultivation had improved a little. Although not much, he was indeed getting stronger, which made him very satisfied.
So far, there is still no limit to the expansion of the Hongmeng Realm. After the breakthrough, the number of stars in the Hongmeng Realm will double, the same as the number of the original lifespan.
The Zhuoyin World-Destroying Bug is still in the Hongmeng Heavenly Prison, and it is estimated that it will take some time, after all, it is worth a trillion years of lifespan.
Han Jue habitually checked his emails and his recent circle of friends.
Some people get beaten, some get opportunities, and new maps are unlocked.
Ever since the Supreme God of Punishment came to power, Han Jue found that the names of heaven and earth appeared more and more in emails.
From this perspective, the Supreme God of Punishment is truly wise.
But is it really a good thing for him, the Hongmeng Demon God, that Hun Dun is stronger? Even if he surpasses the Hongmeng Demon God and his bloodline is inherited by his son, will Hun Dun discover his son's bloodline one day and then encircle and suppress him?
Han Jue decided to tell his fortune.
"I want to know the future of Xing Hongxuan's unborn son. Well, even if it means figuring out how he died."
Han Jue thought silently that calculating the date of death was the most intuitive. If he couldn't calculate it, that would be a good thing.
[Need to deduct 10 trillion years of lifespan, do you want to continue?]
Hmm? Will there really be a day when I die? Han Jue frowned and immediately chose to continue.
He then entered into the illusion of evolution.
Han Jue opened his eyes and found himself standing on a palace covered with bones. There were bones of all kinds of races. It was like purgatory, eerie and terrifying.
He looked up and saw the vast palace. At a glance, there was a huge throne ten thousand feet high, with a coiled dragon skeleton, like cast iron, flashing with cold light, a million miles away.
There was a figure lazily leaning on the giant throne. He was a thousand feet tall and looked like a child compared to the throne.
“Is this my son?”
Han Jue narrowed his eyes and looked at the thousand-foot-tall figure.
This boy was actually wearing his Taoist robe that had been worn for many years. His black hair was tied up under a golden crown. He had a handsome face and bloodshot eyes. He looked like an emperor who dominated all living things, glancing lazily ahead and staring indifferently in the direction of Han Jue.
Woohoo, too slow, count it as yesterday (end of this chapter)