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

Hongjun was very excited and immediately withdrew from the practice.

He had always believed that Ye Yang could transcend, but he didn't expect that he would finally meet him after waiting for billions of years.

After falling, Ye Yang was also excited.

After all, it was like meeting an old friend in a foreign land.

"Hongjun, we meet again, which is also a cause for celebration."

"Haha, yes, we come from the same place, have fought each other, and have calculated each other, but I didn't expect that it was you and I who came to this origin world together."

During the chat, Hongjun suddenly remembered something and asked:

"By the way, my disciples"

Hearing this, Ye Yang sighed:

"They have all turned into red powder and dry bones."

How could Ye Yang not know who Hongjun was asking about?

Hearing this, Hongjun was also sad:

"Alas, after all, he still couldn't survive the baptism of time."

"Yes, it's a bit reluctant to say it."

Then Ye Yang told Hongjun about their ending.

Hongjun's tears slowly flowed out when he heard it.

Originally, the cultivators had long been empty of the four elements.

Moreover, Hongjun was also half of the power of Heaven, and his heart had long been calm.

But after coming to this origin continent, this cold memory turned into the emotion and power that he had always insisted on.

Now that he had seen the ancestor of human beings, Hongjun's cultivation was also somewhat loose.

But after hearing the endings of several disciples in the prehistoric period, Hongjun didn't know what to say.

Yuanshi Tianzun went crazy and died in the chaos of Wuheng.

Jieyin Zhunti had limited footholds, and being able to achieve the sainthood was already the limit.

But after billions of years, he still couldn't take that step, and finally turned into red powder and dry bones.

As for Nuwa, she was looking for death, and she couldn't blame others.

And Taiqing Saint, who was mediocre all his life, and no one knew after his death.

It was indeed inaction.

"Fortunately, at least one of my disciples is still alive."

Speaking of this, Hongjun felt guilty:

"I didn't expect that the person I hated the most would survive to the end, and I didn't expect that the person who had become a pawn in my eyes would embark on the path of transcendence. Ahem, things are unpredictable."

After a long breath, Hongjun calmed down.

"Ren Zu, let me tell you about the situation here."

Then Hongjun explained the situation here.

You can't enter the Origin Continent just by wanting to.

Any new life that transcends will be collected by these floating islands.

These floating islands revolve around the Origin World, and it depends on luck which island you can become a new life on.

Coincidentally, this island has not moved for billions of years, otherwise Ye Yang would not have met Hongjun.

Similarly, these islands are also sieves, and not everyone can enter the Origin Continent.

Only when you reach the Dao realm can you be qualified to enter the floating islands here.

Then you start to practice slowly.

Above the Dao realm is the Wuji realm.

Above the Wuji realm is the Taishang realm.

That is to say, only after reaching the Supreme Realm can one leave the floating island and go to the Origin Continent.

After the Supreme Realm is the Creation Saint Realm, which can be understood as the Heavenly Dao Saint or the Great Dao Saint.

Above the Creation Saint Realm is the Supreme Realm, which can be understood as the Dao Zun or Dao Zu.

As for above the Supreme, no one knows.

After hearing the introduction, Ye Yang asked:

"What realm have you reached now?"

Uh.

Hong Ju shook her head awkwardly:

"Shame on you, it's been billions of years, and I'm still in the Great Dao Realm."

Damn, so slow?

Seeing Ye Yang's contempt, Hongjun said helplessly:

"It's difficult to practice, and the higher you practice, the harder it is. Maybe my limit is here, but it doesn't matter."

Hongjun seemed to have accepted his fate. He was just an ant in the three thousand small worlds.

He was able to become the Dao Zu, the Great Dao Saint, the Dao Zun, and finally came to the Origin Continent step by step.

Hongjun has no regrets in this life.

Looking at Ye Yang, Hongjun said:

"Human Ancestor, I can see that you still have a long way to go. Come on, I believe you can leave here."

Practicing is difficult. The higher the strength, the greater the cost of each advancement.

Hongjun also learned that there are newcomers with hundreds of billions of years on these islands.

There are countless people with one trillion years.

These are still relatively good qualifications.

If they are like the old ones not far away, they have poor qualifications and have been here for ten trillion years.

Perhaps they have known that there is no hope of breaking through, and have given up practicing. The last time they spent here was to fiddle with flowers and plants.

So spend their old age.

"Human Ancestor, you are a creature of my prehistoric world. The higher your achievements, the happier I am. I know your temper, but."

Glancing at Ye Yang's eyes, Hongjun said sincerely:

"Don't make trouble. There are dragons and crouching tigers here. Practice well. There is no end to practice."

Hearing this, Ye Yang also understood Hongjun's good intentions.

Moreover, Ye Yang has also experienced billions of years of education, and his mind has long been calm.

"Okay, there is no end to cultivation, so just practice with peace of mind."

"Okay."

Then he closed his eyes and entered into cultivation.

However, Ye Yang didn't know what to do.

Practice by yourself? Impossible, it is impossible to practice in this life.

My way is to evolve the world, which is completely different from theirs.

Time passed slowly, and a billion years passed, and the island still showed no signs of leaving.

But Ye Yang did not ask.

He was just worried that if the Three Sovereigns and Five Emperors, Hou Tu and others succeeded, what would happen if they came here and were not together?

But then he was relieved.

If they came here, they would have to stay on this island for at least 100 billion years like me.

Ten billion years passed.

Ye Yang was also bored to death.

Finally remembered his way of passing the world in the Wuheng Chaos.

When he came to the inner world, the Hongmeng world still had not been broken.

But it gave birth to other things.

Hongmeng Gun, Hongmeng Sword, etc.

Ye Yang's clones were endless, and he entered the world of the three thousand fruits of the World Tree and began to reincarnate infinitely.

This time, Ye Yang was shocked.

Hongmeng had not yet been broken, but the chaotic world had already begun to evolve everything.

Quantity calamity, infinite quantity calamity, etc.

In this way, Ye Yang paid attention to the evolution of these three thousand fruits. Ye Yang was already familiar with the laws of the three thousand worlds.

But after seeing the three thousand worlds go through nine reincarnations, the gears of the Hongmeng world moved forward a little.

"So that's it."

Ye Yang understood.

Whether the Hongmeng world is broken into chaos has little to do with the Hongmeng world itself.

The real core is the world tree, or the fruit on the world tree.

Just like the four seasons of spring and summer.

When the three thousand chaos evolves enough, Hongmeng will break.

Ye Yang felt it was really interesting, so he just paid attention silently.

In this way, time passed slowly.

In a flash, hundreds of billions of years passed.

Hongjun's cultivation seemed to be unchanged.

But this person didn't care.

At this moment, the floating island finally started to move.

Ye Yang opened his eyes, and a thought brought him to the highest point of the floating island.

During this period of time, Ye Yang has figured it out, as long as he doesn't fight or cause trouble, and doesn't affect other cultivation.

You can do whatever you want in this place.

Those in charge won't give a shit about you.

However, just as the floating island was leaving, Ye Yang suddenly saw several rays of light coming from the traceless chaos.

"Is that Pangu? Tongtian? Houtu?"