Chapter 943: The Spirit of Hongmeng, Hidden Gate Event
One hundred trillion years!
Comparable to the gods of ancient wilderness, half a step to creation! Han Jue's heart sank. It turned out that there really was an unknown great power hidden in ancient wilderness?
That's right. Now Han Jue is strong enough, but he still can't see through some unknown areas of chaos. If there is no powerful protection, how can he not be able to spy on it? Han Jue chose to continue.
One hundred trillion years, he can still afford it! Han Jue followed into the evolution illusion.
He opened his eyes and found himself in a dark space. There were wisps of strange purple air all around him. In the distance on all sides, there were vaguely ferocious and huge shadows floating.
Han Jue discovered that there were nine figures gathered in front of him.
They are arguing.
"Chaos? It's just a hypothesis!"
"How ridiculous! With the Hongmeng Demon God suppressing us, we can't even show our heads!"
"Yes, why bother to plot here? His power is too strong. We are no match for him. Hongmeng cannot control it, and opening up the chaos is even more wishful thinking."
"Brother's idea cannot be realized. Even if the Primordial Chaos is created, what does it matter? With the Hongmeng Demon God here, even if the Primordial Chaos exists, it is meaningless."
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These nine figures spoke a language that Han Jue had never heard of before, but with his level of cultivation, Han Jue could understand what they meant and translate it into his own language in his mind.
Han Jue raised his eyebrows.
Could it be the Ninth Chaos and the eight Hongmeng spirits before him?
When he checked the information of the Ninth Chaos before, he wrote down the relevant information. The first eight Hongmeng Spirits failed to open up the chaos, and only the Ninth Chaos succeeded.
What are they plotting? If it is only related to Chaos, how can it threaten Han Jue? A figure said: "We have to open up Chaos one after another, try one by one, inherit the failed experience of our predecessors, and put our hopes on the ninth brother."
The other seven figures all looked at the smallest figure.
Han Jue guessed that it was the ninth chaos.
The Ninth Chaos said urgently: "If all my brothers perish, I will never live alone. It is not my idea to open up the chaos!"
"Are we actually not good enough like this? The Hongmeng Demon God didn't oppress us, he just didn't allow us to create a Hongmeng spirit like us."
His words caused the eight Hongmeng spirits to rebuke them angrily, and they were so scared that they dared not speak anymore.
The Ninth Chaos at this moment was completely different from the Ninth Chaos that Han Jue had imagined. It was not so unfathomable and absolutely invincible, and its temperament was more like that of a young boy.
A Hongmeng spirit said, "Even if we fail, we can still leave a backup plan. We will each leave a trace of our origin mark for Ninth Brother. If we really fail, we will wait for Ninth Brother to revive us in the future and place our hopes on him."
Han Jue suddenly realized that if the eight Hongmeng spirits were to be resurrected, and with the support of the Ninth Chaos, they would naturally be able to rise up strongly and it was very likely that they would threaten him.
Not long after, the evolution illusion ended, and the subsequent conversation was all about how to open up chaos, which had nothing to do with Han Jue.
Han Jue opened his eyes as his consciousness returned to his body.
"I want to know which Hongmeng spirit has been resurrected?"
[One hundred trillion years of life need to be deducted, do you want to continue?]
Could it be that he has already grown to the stage of an ancient deity?
Han Jue's heart sank to the bottom.
He immediately chose to continue.
A tall figure emerged in his mind, and lines of words jumped out in front of him: [Zhao Shuangquan: Daluo Jinxian realm early stage, Hongmeng spirit eighth chaos reincarnation, saint disciple, hidden disciple, born with great fortune]
The eighth reincarnation of chaos!
Strange, why didn’t the prompt from the innate fortune teller be triggered?
Han Jue calculated with his fingers and found out that Zhao Shuangquan was born in the last 100,000 years. He was staying in the third Taoist temple, far away from the Heavenly Dao.
It is worth mentioning that Zhao Shuangquan is Su Qi’s direct disciple and was born with strange phenomena. However, such a situation is not unique in Tiandao. At present, Zhao Shuangquan has not yet shown his unparalleled talent.
This is a difficult situation.
This is my disciple’s grandson.
Han Jue felt that it was no coincidence that the Eighth Chaos was born from the Heavenly Dao.
"I want to know why the Ninth Chaos arranged for the Eighth Chaos to be born in the Heavenly Dao, but was it to plot against me?"
[One billion years of life need to be deducted, do you want to continue?]
continue!
[No calculation yet]
Han Jue breathed a sigh of relief. It seemed that his previous calls to the ancient gods were still very effective.
It is estimated that the Ninth Chaos was afraid that someone would harm his brother, so he placed him in the Heavenly Dao, which is safer.
However, there is no plan at the moment, which also means that there may be a plan in the future.
After all, Han Jue had calculated that Zhao Shuangquan would pose a threat to him.
"Forget it. It will take time for this guy to grow up. At worst, I can find an opportunity to enslave him. Besides, how can his growth rate be compared with mine?"
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Han Jue thought silently and felt a sense of crisis in his heart.
He seems chaotic and invincible, but that's only the present moment, there will always be variables.
The changes of strength and weakness in this world have never been determined by talent; opportunity is more important.
Just like Huang Zuntian, who has average talent, has already surpassed his direct disciples thanks to great opportunities.
"It's time to take a look at the Hidden Sect disciples."
Han Jue thought silently.
He immediately sent a message to all his disciples, asking them to gather at Baiyue Xianchuan in 100,000 years, including Li Daokong who was in the life force, and asked Li Xuanao to prepare for this hidden sect event.
This time, Han Jue planned to bring the Demon God Legion to Baiyue Xianchuan, but their bloodline still needed to be kept secret.
After arranging everything, he continued to practice.
However, the disciples were not calm.
Millions of years have passed, and this is the first gathering of the Hidden Sect! In the projection of the Ten Thousand Worlds, the disciples appeared one after another.
"Have you heard the master's arrangement?"
"I heard it. This is good news. I have been waiting for a long time and we haven't met. It's time to get together."
"Yes, if it weren't for the projection of the Ten Thousand Worlds, our relationship would have been alienated long ago."
"Master is truly amazing. He has such magical power that can cover up the chaos."
"Hahaha, I'll let you guys see my style then."
The disciples started chatting excitedly.
I don't know who took the lead, but they started talking about their respective apprentices.
They are no longer the naive people they were back then. Each of them has their own Taoist lineage. Not only do they have disciples, they also have grandchildren. Some of them have even given birth to children and started their own families.
The news soon reached Han Huang's ears. Han Huang was not in the projection of all worlds, but his disciples could pass on the message through the Gate of the Avenue.
Generally speaking, the area where the Gate of the Avenue is located is not private, and few powerful people would pass on messages here, but this matter was not shameful, so it reached Han Huang's ears.
Han Huang was very excited and wanted to meet his father's disciples, so he immediately told the Evil Emperor about it.
"Hahaha, this is a good thing. Your father usually stays in seclusion for a long time. If you don't see him, I'm afraid you won't even know that the disciples have run away."
The Evil Emperor smiled and won Han Huang's heart.
He changed the subject and said meaningfully: "Huang'er, you have to go this time, and help me... ahem, you know what I mean."
Han Huang patted his chest and smiled, "Your Majesty, rest assured. I will bring at least ten geniuses to you, which will definitely make the Heavenly Court stronger by a level!"
(End of this chapter)