Flying out of the Primordial, Qin Jun arrived in the familiar yet strange pale world, where everything in sight was white, without any other substance or living being.
Behind Qin Jun, a black portal floated with a different dinsional visual sensation, leading to the Primordial.
Qin Jun looked ahead nostalgically. He had stayed in the Origin World for countless ages, unconsciously treating it as his true ho.
While the Primordial, Chaos, and even the myriad universes were bustling, every civilization was born here, and Qin Jun had also spent the longest ti here.
After moving away from the entrance to the Primordial, he stopped, sat cross-legged in the void, and took out the primordial essence he had previously obtained to begin absorption.
This piece of primordial essence contained extrely rich Origin Qi, just perfect to help Qin Jun cultivate rapidly.
Perhaps the primordial essence could revive the Primordial Emperor or had other uses, but in Qin Jun’s eyes, none was better than using it for cultivation.
The Mythology System contains the soul fragnts of the Primordial Emperor, and one day, Qin Jun will revive the Primordial Emperor.
If Taiyi Chaos discovered that a piece of primordial essence had been devoured by Qin Jun, he would surely cough up blood in anger.
With this in mind, Qin Jun closed his eyes and began to focus on absorbing the primordial essence.
On the other side, on the Spirit-suppressing Stele.
Li Huahun and Ren Woxiao stood in a corner, while Ling Emperor and Nine Palaces Supre had already left. The Twelve Ancestor Wizards, Hongjun, the Grandmaster of Heaven, and Cheng Yaojin gathered together to rest, with the three supre evils also resting in the central area.
"What do you an exactly, do I have another set of mories?"
Li Huahun frowned and asked, his gaze showing displeasure. He felt that Ren Woxiao, this father figure, completely disrespected him.
Ren Woxiao chuckled and said, "It’s unavoidable. Back then, you begged to seal off your mories. However, now you’re being targeted, and you must unleash your true power."
Li Huahun remained unmoved and said, "If it can make stronger, I am willing to release the original mories."
Upon hearing this, Ren Woxiao took a deep breath and said, "Are you really ready? You can hesitate for a mont."
"I’m ready. I don’t want anyone to be stronger than ," Li Huahun nodded and said.
Ren Woxiao imdiately broke into laughter upon hearing that.
Imdiately, he flipped his right hand, with his forefinger landing on Li Huahun’s forehead.
"I have created and accomplished many things, but my greatest pride in this lifeti is you."
Ren Woxiao’s voice lightly drifted into Li Huahun’s ears, causing Li Huahun to frown.
BOOM!
Li Huahun only felt a blast in his mind and instantly fell into a daze.
This scene piqued the curiosity of Hongjun, Di Jiang, and others. Li Huahun was already strong in their eyes; if he regained his mories, how much stronger could he beco?
Fortunately, they were on the sa side, so there wasn’t much pressure.
Just like that, day after day passed.
Five days later, Li Huahun was still sitting cross-legged on the ground, with the surging primordial energy continuously flowing into him, forming a massive whirlwind above his head reaching billions of feet high, spectacularly imposing.
Ren Woxiao stood motionless in front of him, staring intently at Li Huahun, his deanor drastically different from the usual playful air, now showing a rather solemn expression.
On the other side, Qin Jun in the endless void had also fully entered a state of cultivation.
The primordial essence he absorbed contained even more Origin Qi than he had imagined, helping him break through to the second level of the Dayan Divine Realm without a hitch.
The Extre Way’s flas lingered around him, and even the Heavenly Emperor’s divine body was involuntarily activated, shining with golden light, filled with divinity.
A month passed like this.
The Becoming a God ranking continually changed, with many new faces appearing, including Laozi and the Eastern Emperor.
Wuming of the Origin God Clan also erged, forcefully entering the top ten of the Becoming a God ranking, landing in sixth place, making him the most renowned figure of the mont, while Qin Jun’s ranking remained unchanged, diverting attention away.
The masses knew nothing of Wuming’s origin, making them very curious about him, just like with Li Huahun back then.
On this day.
On the Spirit-suppressing Stele, Li Huahun’s consciousness gradually awakened. Now he was ranked eighth on the Becoming a God list, while the Su Emperor fell to ninth without losing.
The millennial god-making war was already so brutal in its first year.
No one can maintain their ranking forever!
"Finally awake."
Ren Woxiao murmured as he looked at Li Huahun.
The sleeping Great Emperor Evil Wolf, Void demon, and Furious Starving Beast suddenly awoke, and even Hongjun and the Twelve Ancestor Wizards all turned to look at Li Huahun.
"This aura..."
Hongjun muttered to himself, frowning with a sowhat unfriendly tone.
The Fire God, on the other hand, laughed and said, "So this boy’s true form is like this."
Other ancestor wizards laughed along, except Di Jiang, whose face was somber; among the ancestor wizards, he had the most dealings with Li Huahun.
Crack, crack, crack—
Li Huahun suddenly got up, twisting his body, and the joints all over his body made cracking sounds.
Even before he opened his eyes, his mouth twisted into a nacing smile, with his aura completely different, extrely fierce compared to before. Ren Woxiao remained expressionless, as if he had anticipated it all.
"Heh heh, I, Li Huahun, am back again!"
Li Huahun abruptly opened his eyes, shook his arms, and howled skyward. His voice was highly penetrating, echoing throughout most of the Western Primordial.
Those who heard it were all terrified.
"What sound is that?"
"Such fierce killing intent. Could it be from the Spirit-suppressing Stele?"
"Could it be from the endless void?"
"Are you stupid? How could there be a living being in the endless void?"
"Is the Western Primordial about to descend into chaos again?"
The living beings were uneasy since the Western Primordial had just welcod peace.
Ren Woxiao glared at Li Huahun and said, "You brat, restrain yourself!"
He sighed inwardly, suddenly missing the seemingly emotionless Li Huahun from before, who at least was more straightforward.
He knew better than anyone what kind of person Li Huahun was after regaining his mories, which is why he was quite troubled.
Li Huahun looked down, sneering at Ren Woxiao. The folds between his brows resembled an eye, surrounded by murderous intent like a demon. He said, "Old man, why should I restrain myself? Isn’t it exactly your wish for to be this strong?"
BOOM——
A terrifying montum suddenly erupted from within him, causing the Spirit-suppressing Stele to tremble.
He was absorbing the primordial energy, rapidly strengthening himself.
"Why does this guy seem a bit off?"
The Grandmaster of Heaven muttered, the forr Li Huahun was so simple, harmless to humans and animals, but now he had beco so ominous, with murderous intent bristling. How could he not be surprised?
Li Huahun raised his right hand, as endless primordial energy drilled into his palm, blowing his white robe to flutter wildly.
Blood suddenly exploded from his body, staining his white clothes with patches of blood flowers, instantly turning the white robe into a blood robe, fitting perfectly with his aura.
Tilting his head, he grinned ferociously and said, "Taiyi Everlasting dared to capture . Since he is dead, Taiyi Chaos should take on this vendetta, old man, I crave slaughter right now. How about you give a target, otherwise, you know what happens."
Ren Woxiao remained unfazed; he understood what Li Huahun ant.
If he didn’t give Li Huahun a target, Li Huahun would slaughter indiscriminately, killing everyone he saw without rcy.
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