Top Tier Providence, Secretly Cultivate for a Thousand Years Chapter 1187 - Chapter 1187 Something That Changes Everything

Terror seized Emperor Chen Ni as his body and soul shattered utterly. A mere thread of his will tumbled into the reincarnation cycle within the Ultimate Origin World. Nobody detected it. Han Jue alone perceived it. Countless years passed before the mighty figures sensed the anomaly. The overbearingly arrogant Emperor Chen Ni had vanished after his defeat at Han Huang's hands!

Han Jue held off on immediate seclusion. He first paid visits to his Dao Companions and strolled through the Dao Field.

Linked together inside, the three Dao Fields spanned an immense realm. Following twenty billion years of buildup, the Dao Field brimmed with devoted disciples cultivating silently across its expanse.

Han Jue regarded the outing as a casual tour. He kept it low-key, without fanfare.

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Disciples passing nearby failed to recognize him. After all, those remaining in the Hidden Sect were mostly mighty figures themselves. Even without prior sight of him or ability to peer through his guise, it seemed ordinary enough.

Who could imagine the Supreme Lord openly roaming the Dao Field?

In high spirits, Han Jue walked while probing the disciples' cultivation levels.

Primordial Chaos Sages dominated the Dao Field's disciples. Levels below Sage were rare sights, and Great Dao Sages remained exceedingly scarce. The Great Dao Sage Realm marked the pinnacle for most beings, after all.

After his tour, Han Jue made his way back to the Daoist temple leisurely.

Just a handful knew of his return. To the Endless Era, the Lord lingered as a

mythical specter.

As Han Jue shut his eyes, the River of

Time accelerated relentlessly. It surged onward ceaselessly, never reversing.

Within the blank domain.

Amid the pallid emptiness, purple and crimson bolts erupted. They twisted through the void, swelling into an boundless lightning cage.

Where lightning raged thickest, myriad bolts coalesced into a colossal thunder egg. Radiance from every direction poured in, rendering the egg blindingly brilliant.

An indeterminable span elapsed.

The thunder egg now dwarfed numerous Great Dao Worlds.

Abruptly, a silhouette materialized—the Ninth Chaos.

Lightning nearing him veered aside instinctively, sparing him its fury.

“This presence…” Ninth Chaos murmured, voice quivering faintly.

More figures materialized beside him: Formless

Transcendent Deity, Shi Tian’s Immeasurable Destruction Venerable, Yin-Yang Purity Nirvana Deity, Chaotic Consciousness, Han Huang, Huang Zuntian, Primordial Origin, Dao Ancestor, Li Yao, Han Ling, Pangu, Primordial Ancestor God, Holy Mother of Order, Dugu Wu, and Life Fiendcelestial.

All were Dao Creators!

“What is that?” Holy Mother of Order furrowed her brow, inquiring.

Chaotic Consciousness heaved a sigh. “It evokes Pangu's birth for me.”

Dao Creators' stares shifted to Pangu. His massive frame embodied raw power perfectly. With wild hair, he exuded even greater steadiness than before.

Pangu stayed silent.

Ninth Chaos continued, “Exactly. It mirrors Pangu and myself. The true era approaches, poised to upheave all order and even the blank domain's core nature. For every being in the Endless Era—including us—this heralds calamity.

“The blank domain's inexorable cycle unfolds every vast epoch or phase.” His declaration stirred unrest among the Dao Creators.

Yin-Yang Purity Nirvana Deity growled lowly, “Then we strike now. Destroy it!”

Some Dao Creators concurred, while others urged caution and observation.

Life Fiendcelestial warned, “Destruction proves no simple task. My consciousness recoils from probing it, suffering backlash instead.”

Primordial Origin abruptly swept his palm forth. Lightning scattered wildly as Primordial Purple Qi erupted into a fearsome beam slamming the enigmatic thunder egg. Shock rippled through the Dao Creators—the egg devoured Primordial Origin's Dharmic powers outright.

One by one, other Dao Creators unleashed assaults, only to find their efforts futile. The thunder egg absorbed every strike, their Dharmic powers fueling it.

Its aura surged dramatically higher.

Silence gripped the Dao Creators. Dread welled within their hearts.

What recourse remained?

“We must seek the Lord,” Dao Ancestor declared. Eyes turned to Li Yao, whose bond with the Lord ran deepest. She replied, “His current seclusion spans ten billion years. We may endure hundreds of millions more awaiting his emergence. Should this egg truly imperil him, he'd sense it inevitably. Even we detected it, after all.”

Dao Ancestor found logic in her words and dipped his head.

Formless Transcendent Deity stated, “I'll seal this region. We await the Lord's return from seclusion.”

Dao Creators assented and scattered. Ninth Chaos withdrew to the tree, pondering deeply before a chessboard. A figure plummeted from above, alighting nearby—the will of First Chaos. “What transpired?” First Chaos queried. Ninth Chaos answered, “An enigmatic force emerged. Emperor Chen Ni already roiled the Endless Era before vanishing mysteriously. Now, graver peril looms. I fear this egg embodies the white-haired man from my dream.” First Chaos responded, “Let the Lord probe this.”

“Voice transmission to the Lord's Dao Field yielded no reply. Likely, he's immersed in enlightenment.” “Tsk tsk, such might, yet still devoted to cultivation.”

“His unyielding cultivation reveals potential beyond our wildest guesses. Endless advancement alone sustains him,” Ninth Chaos remarked evenly. First Chaos inclined his head. Tranquility enveloped the tree anew.

First Chaos left him undisturbed, whirling to slip into a leaf and the suspended world within.

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Inside the third Dao Field.

Han Jue, deep in meditation, gradually parted his eyes. Unbeknownst, 30 billion years had passed.

Another ten billion years of seclusion behind him. Time felt fleeting, shorter even than his worldly journeys.

Over those ten billion years, he'd delved profoundly into foundational rules. His will had pierced to the blank domain's profoundest layers.

A cryptic barrier lingered there—invisible, colorless, yet palpably real.

Even the Lord's might couldn't breach it.

Curiosity stirred regarding the blank domain's genesis.

Had the blank domain always been, or evolved from elsewhere?

Perhaps the void formed existence's bedrock.

Han Jue dismissed the musings.

His sight pierced to the blank domain's depths, beholding the immense thunder egg. Unlike the Dao Creators, he discerned its contents clearly: a titanic fetus blending human and demonic traits, entwined by primal rules.

This entity's potential stunned—eclipsing the Primordial Fiendcelestial, though shy of the Ultimate Origin Fiendcelestial. Save Han Jue, it boasted the era's pinnacle, yet its cultivation remained feeble.

Truly, the blank domain birthed ever loftier potentials ceaselessly! Pity, against Han Jue, this egg paled pathetically.