Top Tier Providence, Secretly Cultivate for a Thousand Years Chapter 1185 - Chapter 1185 Ten Billion Years

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Han Huang returns to the Primordial Hall shaken after sparring with his father, confiding in Primordial Origin and Huang Zuntian his belief that Han Jue possesses the power to slay Dao Creators, prompting them to abandon plans against the Ultimate Origin World and focus on cultivation. Aroused by the fight, Han Jue immerses himself in simulation trials, insta-killing all beings of the Endless Era with ease. Han Yunjin challenges his father in a trial, emerging curled up and terrified, leading Han Jue to guide Li Yao in constructing her Great Dao World toward Dao Creator status.

Li Yao remained at Han Jue’s side, immersed in cultivation. While Han Jue practiced, he unleashed his Creator

Lord’s will, assisting her in grasping the fundamental rules.

After several years, Han Yunjin fully recovered and promptly departed from the Dao Field. Soon after, the Han family disciples realized their progenitor had entered deep seclusion, making it nearly impossible to meet him again.

This shift puzzled everyone. Previously, Han Yunjin rarely focused on cultivation and constantly visited his descendants. He was undoubtedly the idlest member of the whole Han family.

Word of Han Huang and Han Yunjin’s defeat at the Lord’s hands never circulated.

Ten million years flew by.

Li Yao went back to her Daoist temple. Her Great Dao World now brimmed with more opportunities and

underwent constant transformations, though the inhabitants within remained oblivious.

At present, Li Yao felt certain she could ascend to Dao Creator status.

Moreover, she stood just on the verge of it!

A billion years elapsed in a flash. Han Jue finally opened his eyes once more.

On this occasion, nobody sought him out.

After observing briefly, he withdrew his attention and resumed his cultivation.

He neared the milestone of ten billion years old.

Hundreds of millions of years afterward, three notifications popped up before him.

[Detected that you are ten billion years old and your life has taken another step forward. You have the following choices:]

[1: Immediately destroy all the Great Dao Worlds. You can obtain a Great Dao Fragment, a Creation Spirit Stone, a Primordial Fragment, and an Ultimate Origin Spirit Stone.]

[2: Cultivate in a low-profile manner and maintain your original intention. You can obtain a Great Dao Fragment, a Creation Spirit Stone, a Primordial Fragment, and an Ultimate Origin Spirit Stone.]

[You have obtained a Creation Heaven’s Chosen attempt.]

Nothing differed. The Ultimate Origin Spirit Stone held no value for Han Jue anymore, so

he regarded it merely as a keepsake.

Silently, Han Jue selected the second option.

A sudden thought struck him: Why not seclude himself for an even longer stretch?

After all, time had grown dreadfully monotonous for him.

Han Jue remained uncertain about when that enigmatic white-haired man would emerge.

Yet, he didn’t need to witness the birth; even if he slayed the white-haired man instantly upon appearance, would no second one arise later?

He couldn’t possibly prevent it.

Strengthening himself to the utmost was the wiser path!

Han Jue transmitted his voice to his Dao Companions, informing them of his prolonged seclusion. Then, he dove back into isolation.

His seclusion lasted ten billion years.

The blank domain advanced swiftly. During this span, multiple Dao Creators emerged.

Inside the Transcendent Divine Hall.

Numerous figures prostrated before the entrance, foreheads glued to the stone steps. “All of you, withdraw. The Dao Creator won’t strike.”

The Formless Transcendent Deity’s voice rang out icily.

A middle-aged man clad in dragon robes lifted his head

and whispered, “Great Deity, did you silently approve of his deeds?”

Silence echoed from within the Transcendent

Divine Hall.

The dragon-robed man lingered in kneel for a moment longer before rising gradually.

The remaining figures stood and departed alongside him.

“If so, don’t fault us for going all out!” the dragon-robed man murmured to himself. Moments later, as he strode forward,

he morphed into a colossal golden dragon spanning hundreds of millions of kilometers and soared toward the blank domain’s edge. The others shifted into dragons too, trailing behind.

Within the Transcendent Divine Hall.

The Formless Transcendent Deity’s eyes fluttered open as he let out a deep sigh.

“The era has truly shifted. Even Dao

Creators must face the calamity. Time for me to release my grip.”

From the shadows, a figure emerged—it was the Ninth Chaos. Indifferently, the Ninth Chaos declared, “The Lord remains in seclusion. Over the past ten billion years, several Dao Creators have arisen. Countless variables plague the Endless Era now. This marks the Endless Era’s dominance by Dao Creators drawing to a

close. Ally with me. The five ancient Dao Creators must unite.”

“What if the Lord discovers…” the Formless Transcendent Deity queried.

“We oppose not the Lord. We unite for self-preservation. Haven’t you noticed the myriad unfathomable karmas sprouting in the blank domain? Only through alliance and forging a new order can we aid the Lord in sustaining the Endless Era,” the Ninth Chaos cut in

and pressed on.

The Formless Transcendent Deity fell quiet.

Boom!

The Transcendent Divine Hall quaked violently, as though on the brink of

crumbling. It shuddered for several breaths.

The Ninth Chaos sighed. “This young one edges ever nearer to Dao Creator realm. At merely two billion years, such fortunes befall him. Truly remarkable.” The Formless Transcendent Deity replied, “Living beings will endure suffering should he attain Dao

Creator status.”

“Perhaps.”

“I agree. Let’s unite.”

“Good. Bide your time. I’ll deliver a surprise.”

“All

With those words, the Ninth Chaos faded away, restoring silence to the

hall.

Third Dao Field.

Han Yunjin visited his mothers. They convened in Li Yao’s Daoist temple, discussing the Endless Era.

“Tsk tsk. Mother, from whence arose Emperor Chen Ni?

He’s ravaged countless Great Dao Worlds. Great Dao Supremes prove powerless against him. Even Dao Creators held back,” Han Yunjin inquired, perplexed.

Calmly, Li Yao explained, “He’s a providence entity of the Endless Era. Shielding him isn’t the Dao Creators, but the blank domain’s core rule. Dao Creators can’t fathom it. Likely, only your father can end him.”

Xing Hongxuan sighed. “Who’d have thought the chance I granted him would

birth the Endless Era’s menace.” Dao Comprehension Sword shook her head. “How’s it your doing? Without you, he’d

have perished ages ago. Besides, he once called you mother. Can’t even you sway him?”

“No. He honors me, yet his fixation runs too profound. I hold no sway over him,” Xing Hongxuan replied helplessly. Tales of the Prominent Divine Dream Mother continued sweeping the blank domain. She

now commanded the utmost reverence among all beings, amassing faith surpassing even the Great Deity and Dao Creators. Unhappily, Han Yunjin remarked, “That brute demolished the Heavenly Dao and massacred the Dragon Race. I itch to confront him. Alas, my strength falls short.” Tortured by Han Jue before, he’d toiled relentlessly for power. Yet after eons, he lingered at Great Dao Supreme. He’d hit his ceiling; further progress eluded him. Shifting subjects, he asked, “When might Father emerge

from seclusion? Chaos engulfs the blank domain, yet he cultivates undisturbed.

Xuan Qingjun smiled lightly. “Chaos besets us alone. To him, it scarce registers as a bother.”

Han Yunjin found logic in it and nodded.

Suddenly, immense pressure descended, jolting them to whirl around.

Deep in the blank domain, two silhouettes confronted one another, auras surging to their pinnacles.

One was none other than the Primordial Fiendcelestial

Han Huang!

Han Huang loomed supreme. His aura overwhelmingly dominated the foe as he gazed down imperiously.

His opponent: a white-haired armored man. Bones studded his armor. His visage twisted demonically, pupils slitted like a fiend’s. Blood-red aura cloaked him,

radiating sheer terror. “Worthy of the past’s top existence

beneath Dao Creator. Potent indeed…” Emperor Chen Ni gazed up at Han Huang and

grinned maniacally. Tongue flicking his lips, he lifted his right hand. A bone sword materialized within.