Chapter 899: Sprint to Seven Million Years Old

"Speaking of which, Dao Demons are indeed worthy of our attention. Some powerful Dao Demons are even comparable to Dao Saints, and the weakest one is at the level of Immortal Emperor."

Han Tuo groaned, and the other three gods nodded. It was obvious that they had suffered a lot at the hands of Daomo.

Supreme Punishment God thought for a moment and said, "That's it. You guys go and prepare for the Chaos Grand Meeting. I'm hosting this meeting, so someone under my command must break into the Chaos Ten Absolutes. Do you understand?"

The five great gods bowed and accepted the punishment.

The Supreme God of Punishment waved his sleeves, and the five great gods of punishment immediately retreated.

After the five divine punishments left, the face of the Supreme Punishment God instantly turned cold.

"Dao Mo... I didn't expect you to be alive. You are planning to make a comeback..."

The Supreme God of Punishment muttered to himself, his eyes full of hatred.

He then closed his eyes and continued to practice.

His current priority is still the Chaos Festival, which must be held successfully. This will be his first step in changing Chaos. The Five Divine Punishments are only for supervision. If he wants to truly change Chaos, he still has to take big actions.

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Inside the Yingsheng Palace.

The Holy Sword Master and the Tianjue Sect Leader stared at the mystery of the blue sky before them.

Hundreds of thousands of years ago, Qingtian Xuanji became a saint of heaven, and after that he was like a wild horse that had broken free from its reins, and he could not be stopped. He practiced madly and has now reached the late stage of Hunyuan Daluo Jinxian.

At this moment, Qingtian Xuanji is breaking through the state of perfection.

Tian Jue Sect Leader said with emotion: "Young people are formidable. This time, Tian Dao will surely make some achievements in the Chaos Festival."

Foolish Sword God said: "This kid's aptitude is indeed extraordinary. It will be difficult for him to break into the Ten Supremes of Chaos. As for the Eternal Supreme of Chaos, it is hard to say."

The leader of Tian Jue asked in surprise, "In the chaos, the Heavenly Dao is the most civilized. Even if there are geniuses in the chaos, it is difficult to have such a unique environment as the Heavenly Dao."

Foolish Sword God shook his head and said, "Sometimes, aptitude is enough. No matter how good the environment of the Heavenly Dao is, it cannot compare to the Great Dao of a region."

Sect Leader Tian Jue was silent.

"Although I often brag about my talent, I have met many people with more outstanding talents than me during my growth. It's just that they died young, while I survived. Now that the chaos is peaceful, it is easier for geniuses to grow. Perhaps there will be a shocking existence. Qingtian Xuanji is one of them, but it is hard to say that he is the most outstanding one."

Foolish Sword Saint sighed, but he didn't say a word.

For example, the Divine Power and Heavenly Saint!

Qingtian Xuanji’s cultivation speed is fast, but that is only a talent for cultivation. Combat talent is also crucial. Just like Shenwei Tiansheng, in the same realm, it seems that no matter how many enemies come, they are not his match.

The Foolish Sword Saint will never forget the scene where Han Jue killed 20,000 divine generals with one sword! Tian Jue Sect Leader nodded and said, "That makes sense, but being able to obtain the Ten Chaos Absolutes is also a glory for the Heavenly Dao."

Foolish Sword Saint nodded without comment.

Qingtian Xuanji was still in the process of enlightenment and breakthrough and did not hear their conversation.

Even when he was breaking through, Qingtian Xuanji still looked proud and high-spirited.

This is just a microcosm. Not only the Heavenly Dao, but all the worlds in the entire chaos have begun to prepare for the Chaos Event.

Driven by all the great gods, the Chaos Festival has become the most widely circulated topic in Chaos. The Ten Greatest Chaos Masters and the Eternal Supreme Masters were already famous in Chaos before they were even born.

…

A mysterious world filled with fog.

The Peacock God was meditating in front of a stone tablet. There were mountains on all sides. Covered by thick fog, they looked like giant demons ready for battle.

At this time, Peacock Lord slowly opened his eyes and said, "Old man, how long are you going to keep me locked up? I'm telling you, there's someone behind me!"

His eyes fell on the stone tablet in front of him. The stone tablet looked like a dead tree with blood flowing on the surface, looking very scary.

No voice answered him.

The Peacock God was extremely angry, but he could not move and could only give up.

He once again thought about asking the Dark Lord for help, but when he thought about how disappointed the Dark Lord had been in him before, he didn't dare.

The Dark Lord asked him to practice well, and he wanted to make merit, and he was in danger, so he had to trouble the Dark Lord...

Thinking of this, the Peacock God became even more angry and resentful of his own incompetence.

He suddenly realized that he had wasted his entire life, and it was not without reason that he was stuck at the Great Dao realm before. His aptitude was strong, but he had wasted too much time.

The Peacock God became more depressed the more he thought about it.

I am always causing trouble instead of helping others.

no!

I absolutely cannot do this! Peacock Lord adjusted his mindset, and when he opened his eyes again, his gaze became extremely firm.

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Time passes slowly.

Starry Universe, the third dojo.

Under the old tree, Han Qing'er stretched lazily, opened her eyes, and said, "Mom, how many years has it been?"

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Qing Luan'er opened her eyes and said, "You have been in seclusion for nearly 100,000 years this time."

Han Qing'er shook her head and said, "I was asking how long my father had been in seclusion."

Ever since Han Jue taught her the Divine Power Heavenly Palm, he has never left the temple. If she had not seen Han Jue still there after entering the temple several times, she would have been worried.

"I don't know either, maybe it's been millions of years." Qing Luan'er shook her head.

After so many years, she has already attained the Dao Fruit of Hunyuan. Over time, she has also gotten used to this kind of practice life.

She could now understand Han Jue. After reaching the holy realm, time really lost its meaning.

Han Qing'er muttered, "What happened this time? Father used to stay in seclusion for 100,000 years. Why did it take so long? Did something happen?"

When Qing Luan'er heard this, she couldn't help but ask nervously, "What did your father tell you?"

"No, I'm just guessing. Don't worry, mother, nothing will happen to father. I'm talking about what happened. My father is so powerful, he will definitely be fine. I'm just curious why he has been in seclusion for so long, maybe he wants to make a breakthrough?"

Han Qing'er comforted him, saying that she knew her father's identity, that Chaos was the strongest.

When Qing Luan'er heard this, she could only feel relieved.

The mother and daughter soon returned to their practice.

At the same time, inside the Taoist temple, Han Jue was still immersed in cultivation.

He had never been in seclusion for so long. The Hongmeng Realm had expanded several times, and there were already embryos among the demonic auras.

If this continues, Han Jue will be able to create a demon god without having to create spirit stones in the future.

The Chaos Demon God that was transformed from the Creation Spirit Stone obtained at six million years old is still in the Hongmeng Realm.

Han Jue slowly opened his eyes.

His cultivation has improved a lot, but there is still time before he can break through.

He found that only more than 800,000 years had passed, and it was still a little short of 7 million years.

"Son, there are still hundreds of thousands of years before you can land."

Han Jue murmured to himself, his heart deeply moved.

He really fought hard for his son.

He checked his interpersonal relationships and found that all his friends were still there, which meant that everything was fine.

He continued to practice in seclusion, waiting for the arrival of seven million years.

The system shows the original lifespan. Even if he uses the time rules to speed up the time in the Taoist temple, it is useless, so he can only endure it.

(End of this chapter)