Chapter 911 Chaos and Unknown

In the vast void, sailboats are moving in the same direction.

A middle-aged Taoist priest was standing on the deck of a huge sailing ship at the front. Ten palm-sized stone slabs were swirling around him, like a puzzle, mysterious and unpredictable.

The middle-aged Taoist stared at the bright and beautiful starry universe in front of him, frowning slightly.

A creature with a snake body and a human head beside him laughed and said, "I didn't expect that there is such a paradise hidden in the chaos. It is very suitable for our species to survive."

The middle-aged Taoist said, "Something is wrong. There is no strong restriction nearby, and there is no breath of living creatures inside. Why didn't other races get there first?"

The snake-like human head said, "Chaos is boundless, so it is normal that it has not been discovered by living creatures."

"Yes, but it's better to be cautious."

The middle-aged Taoist said thoughtfully.

The snake-like human head nodded, turned around and went down to pass on the order.

at the same time.

Inside the third dojo.

Han Huang looked at the races outside the universe with an excited look on his face.

"Saint Zizai, this is a good opportunity for me to practice and eat some meat."

Han Huang muttered to himself, he jumped up and wanted to rush out.

Boom! The invisible dojo formation blocked Han Huang in the sky, and the sky was rippling, shocking all the disciples in the dojo to look up.

Han Qing'er looked surprised. What did this guy want to do? She looked up and soon saw the mysterious race outside the universe.

"Second brother, don't worry. With Jiang Juesai here, there will be no danger." Han Qing'er shouted. She had witnessed Jiang Juesai taking action to resist foreign enemies before.

Han Huang frowned when he heard this.

He did not continue to fight against the Taoist formation. He turned around and flew to Han Jue's Taoist temple. He wanted to enter the temple and asked Han Jue to let him out. As a result, he could not open the door of the temple.

Han Jue was busy practicing, so how could he be disturbed?

Han Huang was moved. He was already a great sage, yet he was still unable to shake this sect.

He knew his father was very strong, but he didn't expect that he was still so strong that he couldn't even compare to him.

He is already a great saint, but he can't even open the door of a Taoist temple?

Han Huang refused to believe it, gritted his teeth and continued to push, using all his strength.

However, no matter how hard he tried, he just couldn't push it. He even used the Mighty Heavenly Palm but was unable to destroy the door in front of him.

Han Huang let go, turned around and left.

He went straight back to his Taoist temple to practice in seclusion.

At the same time, Jiang Juesai set out to the outside of the universe, and Han Qing'er began to watch the battle.

Jiang Juesai is already invincible in the realm of freedom. The leader of the opposing race is the Saint of Freedom, so naturally he is no match for him.

The battle didn't last long and Jiang Juesai won easily.

Han Qing'er said with emotion: "No wonder he was able to suppress my second brother, he is indeed very powerful."

Every time she watched Jiang Jueshe fight, she was in awe.

Qing Luan'er also witnessed this battle and exclaimed: "As expected of your father's disciple, he should be your father's most proud disciple, right?"

Han Qing'er shook her head and said, "Not necessarily. I heard from my second brother that Jiang Juesai is at most in the top ten among my father's disciples."

Qing Luan'er shook her head and laughed.

Han Qing'er glanced at her and couldn't help asking, "Mom, you don't seem to be curious about father at all? Be careful that father finds some more women!"

Qing Luan'er smiled and said, "Look for it if you want. Ever since I met your father, he has been full of mystery. I like his mystery. My resurrection is something I never dared to think about. How can I disturb your father's cultivation again?"

Han Qing'er curled her lips, unable to understand her mother, but did not say much.

Everyone has their own choice.

What's more, her father was truly perfect. She felt that no one could compare to him in terms of appearance, cultivation, character, and demeanor.

Han Qing'er couldn't help but wonder what kind of hero her husband would be in the future?

At least be as good as my father!

no!

My father is the strongest, it would be good enough if I could be 80% better than him! ...

Another ten thousand years passed.

Han Jue opened his eyes and his cultivation had improved a lot.

He first sent a dream to the Peacock God, confirming that the Peacock God had escaped.

In the dream, Peacock God kept kowtowing to thank Han Jue.

He is now completely convinced by the Dark Lord, who can save him without taking any action, so he naturally has to hold on to such a backer.

After the dream ended, Han Jue sent another dream to the God of Supreme Punishment.

He told the story of the ancient gods.

"I already know about this. The ancient god is extremely powerful. I am no match for him."

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The Supreme God of Punishment said with a serious expression that this was also the reason why he did not dare to go to the Ancient Wilderness in person.

Han Jue raised his eyebrows. He knew that the Supreme God of Punishment was no match for the Ancient Desolate God. The difference in their net worth was huge. He just wanted the Supreme God of Punishment to prepare early.

Supreme Punishment God said helplessly: "Daoyou should be able to see that there are many areas in the chaos that cannot be explored, and the great power contained is difficult to estimate. After all, chaos has existed for a long time, so long that it is impossible to calculate how many years it has existed."

Han Jue remained silent.

Why did he feel that the Supreme Punishment God had become weaker? Was he weakened after being whitewashed? On second thought, it made sense. In the past, the Supreme Punishment God had challenged high positions, and his enemies were far less than those of the Original Ancestral God. Now that he was sitting in the position of the Original Ancestral God, countless eyes were staring at him. The pressure was far greater than before, and he dared not act recklessly.

"I will be careful in this matter. Thank you for your reminder. You don't have to worry. I have a certain understanding of the ancient wilderness and I can't bring harm to the chaos for the time being." The Supreme God of Punishment said seriously, with a sincere tone, as if he was moved by Han Jue.

Han Jue didn't believe that he would be moved, and immediately started to greet him.

After the dream ended, Han Jue opened his eyes.

From what the Supreme God of Punishment said, this guy must have a good relationship with the ancient gods.

Even if they cannot win, they should still be fidgeting. If they are so calm, it is very likely that the two sides are on good terms.

Han Jue also had no urge to spend his life evolving. Even if he guessed right, it didn't matter. Anyway, being on good terms with the Supreme God of Punishment was equivalent to being on good terms with the ancient gods.

It doesn't matter to him who is the boss of Chaos, just don't provoke him.

Even if you want to provoke him, he can just hide in the dojo.

The current chaos, including the creator of Tao, cannot break into his dojo.

Han Jue began to check his emails and pay attention to the latest updates in his circle of friends.

…

The sky and the earth were dark, thick fog covered the sky, and the land was flat and vast, stretching as far as the eye could see.

Dao Supreme, Zhao Xuanyuan, and Jiang Yi were meditating in one place, while Lao Dan was standing not far away, looking around.

"There's no danger, right? I've told you, don't worry, my baby is very reliable. If there's any danger approaching, it will definitely notify me." Zhao Xuanyuan said with a smile.

Lao Dan snorted, "Your treasure may work in other places, but it may not work here."

Zhao Xuanyuan shook his head and laughed.

Jiang Yi said: "Don't mention it, I really feel like something is watching us. Could it be the guy who chased us earlier?"

"That shouldn't be the case. How long has it been? We have been recovering from our injuries for a thousand years."

Zhao Xuanyuan frowned and began to feel uneasy.

These people said that it was difficult to predict good things, but when it came to predicting bad luck, each one was more accurate than the other.

The more Zhao Xuanyuan thought about it, the more uneasy he became, and he stood up suddenly.

He then looked around, fearing that an enemy might appear.

Jiang Yi sighed: "I'm ready to get hurt."

(End of this chapter)