I am the ancestor of the ancient people, and at the beginning, I abolished the Holy Mother.

Eternal chaos, destructive storm.

Ye Yang spread out his endless spiritual power.

But there is still chaos as far as the eye can see.

This made Ye Yang feel extremely uncomfortable and didn't know where he was.

Looking around, there seemed to be no life at all, nor any fragments of the world.

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It's like a pool of stagnant water.

"Where is this?"

Ye Yang took a deep breath, his mind still fixed on the battle with Dao Zun.

It took a long time to calm down.

A quick calculation revealed that millions of years had passed.

"Doesn't this mean that I have been sleeping for a million years?"

Damn it, millions of years, millions of years have passed by, how could it happen so fast?

Suddenly there was a thrill.

"The world inside me."

Check it out immediately.

At this moment, Ye Yang's inner world is being blessed at a speed of 200,000 times.

And after nine immeasurable tribulations, the second power of the world appeared.

Looking at the situation inside his body, Ye Yang breathed a sigh of relief.

"Forget it, now that I am strong, even Dao Zun is no match for me. I am strong enough to wander in this chaos."

Maybe it's not Da Dao's opponent, but Da Dao will only cause trouble for him if he eats too much.

In this way, Ye Yang began to wander in this chaos.

Time passed slowly like this.

Another million years.

The power of the third world appears.

In these million years, Ye Yang walked without knowing how far he walked.

But it is still a vast world.

This made Ye Yang a little unbearable.

Loneliness, silence, everything is chaotic airflow, and the surroundings are deathly.

In this state, even if you are made of iron, there will be problems.

Ye Yang felt that his spirit seemed to be a little unbearable.

"Where the hell is this place? Why haven't I seen anything else in a million years?"

At this moment, Ye Yang was really tired.

Following the slow drift of the chaotic energy, Ye Yang let go of everything.

I slowly closed my eyes and just passed the time.

It's like being on the flowing water, slowly drifting into the distance with the flowing water. It doesn't matter where Ye Yang goes.

After leaving a trace of spiritual thoughts.

Ye Yang entered the inner world and began to examine it.

"Hey, judging from the current speed, it takes a million years to obtain a trace of world power. Now I have only obtained three world powers. Isn't that right?"

By some calculation, it will take close to three billion years.

As soon as he saw this number, Ye Yang's scalp went numb.

"Three billion years, how long do I have to wait?"

This is the result of Ye Yang's time acceleration.

Otherwise, it will take six hundred billion years to reach the power of the world of three thousand avenues.

It’s just that after that time, the hair will probably be gone.

"Hey, I can only wait. It's really boring."

In this way, in order to pass the time, Ye Yang quietly watched the world inside his body continue to evolve.

One calamity, one calamity, and then chaos begins to evolve and so on.

Just watch it slowly.

Ten thousand years have passed.

Fifty thousand years have passed

One hundred thousand years have passed

Ye Yang became more and more excited as he watched, and gradually felt the difference.

Ye Yang saw the fragility and infinity of life, and also saw the limits of the human body.

But even so, Ye Yang did not interfere. Perhaps it would be best to let them develop on their own.

Half a million years have passed.

A million years have passed

Five million years have passed.

At this moment, Ye Yang's scalp was numb from watching it, and he was even a little tired.

"What should I have fun with?"

There is no time in this vast world, and it is not an option to keep looking at it like this.

"Perhaps it's time to find a partner?"

Yes, it's time to find a partner.

Memories that have been sealed away for a long time are opened again.

Hou Tu's face slowly emerged, and the feelings buried in his heart were slowly released.

"Houtu, where are you?"

For six million years, at this moment, Ye Yang thought of Hou Tu.

Just like that, Ye Yang seemed to be in a daze, just drifting along with the tide of chaos without thinking about anything.

In the Dao World, six million years have passed since Ye Yang Dao Zun's battle.

Back then, Hongjun relied on the power of the three thousand laws of the chaotic world to realize the final shackles and achieve the position of Taoist Master.

He also began to imitate the prehistoric times, preaching and educating all living beings.

His Taoist Palace was also changed by Li Hongjun and became the new Zixiao Palace.

This time, Hongjun recruited three thousand disciples and went through six million years of evolution.

They all became Taoists.

Each represents the three thousand avenues.

Unless one of the saints dies, a being who practices the same law will take his place.

Otherwise, no matter how strong other creatures are, they are only as strong as the Great Dao Saint.

However, Hongjun finally abolished one.

At this moment, there are only 2999 disciples under the sect.

The one that was abolished was the law of power.

It's not that Hongjun doesn't like it, but that Hongjun doesn't dare.

Hou Tu and Pan Gu practiced the Law of Power. Although they were all great saints, Hongjun did not dare to accept them as disciples.

Moreover, Hongjun understood that although the human ancestor had disappeared for six million years.

But he will come back one day.

There is no evidence, no news, but Hongjun firmly believes that Ye Yang will definitely come back.

Similarly, Hongjun issued a holy order from the Daozun:

"Anyone who reaches the realm of the Saint must leave the Dao world and go to the chaos to open up his own Dao field. Without permission, he is not allowed to enter the Dao world."

At the same time, the Dao saints are also restricted. Without special circumstances, the Dao saints are not allowed to take action, otherwise they will be killed.

After the holy order was issued, no one dared to provoke.

However, there are two exceptions.

One is Kunlun Palace. No matter how the Kunlun Palace pretends.

Hongjun just ignores it.

Other saints also understand and see it, but they have no complaints in their hearts.

Because they know that Kunlun Palace belongs to that guy.

Although he has not returned for six million years, they know that the guy is not dead.

Maybe he is sleeping somewhere, or playing somewhere.

In short, don't provoke him.

The Dao world is a place with beautiful mountains and rivers.

A woman lives a simple life, and there is a white-haired old man not far away.

But he looks a bit like a fairy.

"Hou Tu, those things are dead, you can't keep them alive like this."

Tong Tian Jiaozhu walked slowly, as if he had no magic power at all.

Looking at Hou Tu who was constantly carrying buckets to water, Tong Tian Jiaozhu was helpless.

These flowers and plants have long been dead, and they can be revived by using magic power.

But Hou Tu is stubborn.

"I believe he will survive, what do you think?"

Uh.

Tong Tian Jiaozhu didn't know how to speak.

In fact, he also understood that Hou Tu was not really raising these flowers and plants, but waiting for Ye Yang.

These flowers and plants can be revived by magic power, but Hou Tu didn't want to.

At least it can be kept like this, which is also a hope.

What if Ye Yang didn't come back after the magic power was really revived?

"Hey, you can do it slowly by yourself. It's really true. What kind of holy order did this old guy Hongjun make? It made this Jiaozhu have nothing to fight."

Shaking his head, Tong Tian Jiaozhu was very depressed.

"Tongtian boy, are you bullying Houtu again? Come, I'll fight with you."

As he was talking, a strong man came over.

"Fuck, Pangu, don't think I won't beat you just because you're my father god."

"Hmph, come on."

Boom boom.

All of a sudden, the world of the Great Dao trembled.

After seeing this, the Endless Saint also sighed, he couldn't afford to provoke them.

Hongjun also shook his head, he couldn't afford to provoke these ancestors.

Forget it, let them play by themselves.

A law restriction fell, no matter how they fought, the world of the Great Dao would not collapse.

However, at this moment, the color of the flowers and plants planted by Houtu suddenly changed slightly.