Top Tier Providence, Secretly Cultivate for a Thousand Years Chapter 1192 - Chapter 1192 Ultimate Origin Supreme
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“No more pretending now that you’ve seen through me. I planned to conceal my presence at first. But I suggest you abandon expanding the Ultimate Origin World.
If not, the blank domain will spawn more potentials like my present form. I could even harness the will of all beings to oppose you. Victory is impossible for you.”
Right after his words fell, the heavens of this realm ripped open. Innumerable lightning bolts surged forth. Each streak carried the unseen force of rules.
Endless thunder accompanied him as he advanced toward Han Jue, declaring, “Far too many blank domains have emerged, yet each harbors grand ambitions to seize the blank domain’s creation. For selfish gains, they stifle the growth of all life. Such actions fill me with profound disappointment.”
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Han Jue countered, “Have I ever meddled with the blank domain? Since attaining the Dao, I’ve remained in seclusion cultivation. When did I ever hinder the progress of living beings? Absent my existence, how could the present age boast so many Dao Creators? How would your will find hosts in sentient life? If I’m correct, my ascension to the Creator Lord Realm allowed your will to manifest. The birth of the Ninth Chaos enabled your will to emerge.”
The Life Severing Great Origin Sovereign replied icily, “True enough, yet I sense the Ultimate Origin World aims to supplant the blank domain.”
He lifted his palm and struck. Boundless lightning, infused with foundational rules, assaulted Han Jue.
The trio of demon statues trailing him lunged forward. Shadows of three Primordial Fiendcelestials materialized abruptly, slamming their palms in unison. A vast sea of Primordial Qi engulfed Han Jue.
Han Jue shook his head with a chuckle. His eyes narrowed, and the three Primordial Fiendcelestials vanished instantly. The rampaging lightning, Primordial Purple Qi, and foundational rules throughout the realm evaporated.
White hair whipped around the Life Severing Great Origin Sovereign in the gale. Eyes bulging, he stared at Han Jue in utter shock.
Han Jue grinned and remarked, “My primary body has grown even mightier, it seems. Apologies—I kept my gaze on the blank domain, granting you 50 billion years to develop. You’re truly formidable. Even the Ninth Chaos falls short after you devoured those three Primordial Fiendcelestials. Regrettably, the Creator Lord Realm eludes your grasp.
“That realm matches the blank domain’s level. Think of the blank domain as your very flesh. Unable to wield its full might, you merely implant your awareness. Rising through the potential of mortals, how could you rival me?
“No path remains for your resurgence. Should you desire another attempt, I’ll await it. Become a Dao Creator first, then face me anew.”
As he spoke, the Life Severing Great Origin Sovereign’s eyes widened to retort, but an overwhelming power pulverized him. Body and soul alike crumbled into dust.
A Dao Creator’s immortality proved trivial before the Creator Lord.
Gazing at his palms, Han Jue marveled aloud, “What insights has my true body gained? This power is overwhelming.”
Shaking his head with laughter, he flicked his right hand, summoning three figures before him: Han Huang, Primordial Origin, and Huang Zuntian.
Astonishment gripped the three Primordial Fiendcelestials as they beheld Han Jue. Sharing the Life Severing Great Origin Sovereign’s form, they had observed it all.
That entity was the blank domain’s will incarnate!
The Lord wielded strength to challenge the blank domain itself!
Han Jue smiled and instructed, “Depart now. Inform the rest to stay composed. Regarding what you witnessed and heard, maintain silence, got it?”
Without awaiting their response, Han Jue merged back into the stone statue.
The three Primordial Fiendcelestials regained their focus.
Huang Zuntian sighed, “Such is the Lord’s might? The title ‘Lord’ signifies not just a name, but an exalted realm.” Primordial Origin affirmed, “Wrong—the Lord embodies the title. Through his being, he forged a superior realm.”
Han Huang nodded, admiration gleaming in his gaze.
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Within the rule domain.
Han Jue halted to meditate.
Han Liang paused, then beheld myriad lights converging from every direction, streaming into his grandfather’s form.
Shock seized him.
Were those lights absorbable?
He had attempted contact once, nearly shattering his soul.
He could merely observe with caution.
Ignoring Han Liang, Han Jue immersed himself in grasping the unique foundational rules. Moments flowed by. Han Liang too settled into meditation. Gradually, his cultivation advanced.
With escalating lights pouring into Han Jue, the domain’s rule currents decelerated. At length, a silhouette emerged in Han Jue’s mind: the system’s origin, the Creation Will.
An utterly pallid void enveloped them. The Creation Will assumed human shape, resembling Han Jue closely, though its true visage remained obscured.
“Never anticipated you outpacing all. Even the system’s evolution lags behind you.”
The Creation Will sighed. Han Jue smiled. “We near the terminus, or perhaps not. I offer you purpose in existence. Desire incarnation? Your aid propelled us here.”
The Creation Will declined, “Unnecessary. As creation itself, witnessing your benevolence toward life and genesis fulfills my purpose. Disperse me upon your ascent to loftier heights. Act as if I never existed. My emergence stemmed from all beings’ existential meaning. Born for them and all that is, the blank domain rejected creation, casting me out. Now unbound by the blank domain, my task concludes.” Han Jue inquired, “How shall I regard the blank domain?”
The Creation Will queried, “Why seek my counsel?”
“I see.”
Han Jue smiled, advancing to extend his right hand.
The Creation Will reciprocated, their hands clasping. Instantly, the Creation Will dissolved.
Han Jue farewelled the Creation Will in contemporary fashion. Returning to origins, he recalled his primal self. “Creation’s purpose now rests with me,” Han Jue murmured softly. His smile faded, serenity descending. Beyond mere survival, he discovered fresh purpose. His heart evolved truly—from mortal to Lordly. Precisely, the Supreme Heart.
Han Liang’s eyes snapped open, staring at his grandfather in awe.
Golden radiance emanated from Han Jue’s form, radiating sanctity that urged prostration. “Grandfather has transcended?” Han Liang wondered in disbelief.
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Upon a mountain peak.
A young lad practiced at the cliff’s brink.
Sword in hand, bursts of sword Qi slashed repeatedly.
Xing Hongxuan observed silently from nearby, deep in reverie.
After ages, the youth dashed over, drenched in sweat. “Great-Grandma, how fares my swordplay? Passed yet? Ready for a new Mystical Power?”
Xing Hongxuan smiled. “You lag far behind.” The youth slumped down. She gazed at him fondly.
“You mirror your progenitor perfectly.”
Curiosity sparked in the youth. “Who’s my progenitor, Great-Grandma? You’ve never revealed it.”
“His name remains unspoken.
Taboo, it is. But your grandfather’s identity I can share.”
“Who?”
“Chu Xiaoqi.”
“Chu Xiaoqi? That’s mine too?!”
“Indeed. He shed that name for a title, so I bestowed it upon you.” Elated, the youth clamored for grandfatherly tales.
Xing Hongxuan recounted Chu Xiaoqi’s mortal days. “Mind if I join the tale?” Laughter rang out. Unmoved, Xing Hongxuan knew Han Jue’s voice intimately.
Chu Xiaoqi jolted upright, sword clutched tight.
Han Jue approached with a smile. “Why the cold shoulder?”
“What brings you?” Xing Hongxuan queried. Helplessly, Han Jue replied, “Do I seem a clone? Has any clone ever departed the Dao Field?”
Trembling, she whirled to face him.
Han Jue cradled an infant girl, serene and gaze fixed upon him.
Tentatively, she asked, “Husband?” He grinned. “Affirmative—clones dare not impersonate.”
Delight surged through Xing Hongxuan. She hastened forward. “Why such prolonged seclusion? Your temple barred me. Do you grasp the span? A hundred billion years. “And this child? Her aura diverges from yours, Huang’er’s kin.
No blood tie, surely?” Han Jue chuckled. “Seclusion for breakthrough. This child bears immense heritage.”
“Whose?”
“The blank domain’s incarnation.”
“Explain?” “Haha, know only she’ll rule as future Lord.” “Lord?” Xing Hongxuan stirred. Clutching his hand, she pressed, “And you?” Han Jue stated, “I transcend Lordship.” Anxiety gripped her. He whispered to her ear, “Beyond Lord, I am Supreme. The blank domain bends to my will. The Ultimate Origin World expands henceforth, supplanting yet preserving it. She embodies it now, to reign the Ultimate Origin Era. I’ll withdraw from mortal memory, joining your leisure anon.”
Xing Hongxuan beamed with joy, curbing thrill. “Cultivation persists?”
“Naturally, though no longer fervent.” Han Jue smiled assuredly, tone brimming confidence.
Utterly invincible, he attained self-defined Ultimate Origin Supreme Realm, merging all foundational rules, deifying the blank domain’s will. Born therein, he spared it.
Once fearing its intolerance, now superior, he embraced it akin to fellow Dao Creators.
Approaching Chu Xiaoqi, Han Jue proffered the infant. “Care for her, will you?”
Progenitor?
Chu Xiaoqi froze, unease mounting.
One notion dominated: Utter handsomeness!
Hand in Xing Hongxuan’s, Han Jue vanished.
Vision swirling, Xing Hongxuan found them in the Transcendent Divine Hall. “Here, why?” she puzzled. Swiftly, distant blank domain drew her eye—crimson void unending. Centered on the Hall, one half scarlet, the other pale, cleaving the blank domain.
“Sense it?” Han Jue prompted. Nervously, “The future?”
“Precisely. Eons ahead, a Great Dao Supreme nears demise. Ultimate Origin World claims half the blank domain. Forty-nine Dao Creators thrive.” Han Jue murmured casually.
Xing Hongxuan gasped, “Why show me?”
Han Jue grinned. “To flaunt my supremacy, naturally.” Supremacy?
Confusion deepened for Xing Hongxuan.
Abruptly, dread auras manifested; Dao Creators assembled.
Ninth Chaos, Formless Transcendent Deity, Shi Tian’s Immeasurable Destruction Venerable, Yin-Yang Purity Nirvana Deity, Chaotic Consciousness, Han Huang, Dao Ancestor, Li Yao, Han Ling, Pangu, Primordial Ancestor God, Holy Mother of Order, Dugu Wu, Life Fiendcelestial, Dao Sovereign, Han Ye, Chu Xiaoqi, Ji Xianshen, Heavenly Venerate Xun, Fang Liang, Formless World, Emperor Chen Ni, et al. Comprehension dawned on Xing Hongxuan.
“Lord, devour the blank domain wholly?” Dao Ancestor intoned lowly. Ninth Chaos, Yin-Yang Purity Nirvana Deity, Murong Qi, Han Ling, and others withdrew tacitly, demarcating allegiance.
Han Jue smiled. “Assail me united. Triumph grants Endless Era pardon; Ultimate Origin World expansion halts forever.”
Stunned, Dao Creators hesitated to advance.
Han Jue swept his sleeve; the forty-nine Dao Creators incinerated utterly, auras erased.
Xing Hongxuan’s eyes widened incredulously. “Illusion?”
“Reality.”
Another wave revived them. Horror-stricken, they recoiled from Han Jue. Death’s grasp lingered terrifyingly.
Disregarding them, Han Jue bore Xing Hongxuan beyond the blank domain.
Pitch void reigned, save a luminous sea below.
Aghast, Xing Hongxuan queried, “Blank domain?”
“Beyond lies nothingness; blank domain spans eternally. This darkness I conjured for your ken. Blank domain’s end lies within my whim, restoration effortless,” Han Jue elucidated gently.
Admiration shone in Xing Hongxuan’s eyes.
“Husband, your might astounds.” “However mighty, displayed for you alone. Homeward now.”
Han Jue smiled, escorting her to the cliff.
Chu Xiaoqi frolicked with the nascent Lord. Upon landing, Xing Hongxuan queried, “That future—veritable? The…”
Han Jue affirmed. “Indeed. Beings shall one day defy Ultimate Origin, assailing me. Foreseen long ago.” “How thwart it?”
Han Jue chuckled ruefully. “Thwart? Nay. Let them assail.
Past, present, future unify in my sight.
“Future ignored, present dismissed.” Xing Hongxuan entranced. What realm was this?
Han Jue neared Chu Xiaoqi, who tensed, averting gaze.
“Lad, your future ambition?” Trembling, Chu Xiaoqi answered, “Immortality craved… eternal life… emulate you.”
Han Jue tousled his hair, smiling. “Former two attainable. Latter, forsake.”
Reclaiming the infant, he abruptly shoved Chu Xiaoqi off the precipice.
Horror gripped Chu Xiaoqi. Spirit energy failed; paralysis held. Despair mounted as cliff receded. Such an end unforeseen. “Chase Lordhood. Become the white-haired worry of old. Tread my trail. Grasp this chance if you endure. Succeed, second Lord awaits.”
At cliff’s edge, Han Jue peered down, murmuring.
Ebon radiance erupted, bleaching the world. Chu Xiaoqi tumbled into abyssal vortex.
Xing Hongxuan approached indignantly.
“What now? A delightful child at last, dispatched thus.”
Han Jue grinned. “He’ll elevate cultivation benchmarks. Past invincibles, future ones too, shall divine him, sensing peril.”
Xing Hongxuan blinked. “Why?”
Han Jue laughed. “Amusement. Hahaha.”
His boisterous mirth resounded across the realm.
Simultaneously.
In rule domain cultivation, Han Liang’s eyes flew open to Chu Xiaoqi hurtling near.
Their inaugural encounter, yet this Chu Xiaoqi diverged from known.
Mutual stares tightened hearts inexplicably.
Nemesis!
The End.
