The Mysterious Origin of Creation

The gorgeous palace stands above the stars of creation, and the palace exudes mysterious energy.

In the very center of these palaces, I saw a palace with the inscription "Hall of Creation" written on it.

Milo knew in his heart that this was where he wanted to go.

Milo headed towards the 'Hall of Creation'. The more he walked into the Hall of Creation, the more clearly he could feel a special aura, which seemed to be the origin of all things and the source of heaven and earth.

The beginning of everything, the beginning.

This breath is so ancient, older than the world of creation.

Milo stood in front of the Hall of Creation. In Milo's eyes, the 'Hall of Creation' seemed to be as high as the sky and level with the earth, occupying all of Milo's sight.

The door of the 'Hall of Creation' was not closed, but Milo who was outside could not see clearly the scene inside. It was too hazy, and there was an inexplicable energy coming out of it.

Enter the ‘Hall of Creation’.

Milo saw a Taoist sitting cross-legged on the cloud bed. The aura around him was pure and untainted, as if the smoke and dust of the world could not leave traces on his body.

There are Qingyun rising and falling above the Taoist Heavenly Spirit.

Qingyun seems limited, but it is also infinite and seems to contain vast time and space.

Chen Yuan opened his eyes and said, "You're here."

Milo was no longer nervous now and could be calmer.

Milo said respectfully: "God Ancestor, I have completed the mission you gave me."

Chen Yuan's voice was quiet, like a clear spring in the mountains, which made Milo's mind less distracting and said, "Why do you say it was a mission given to you by Pindao?"

Milo said seriously: "Ancestral God, you are the prophet. Only as the Hunyuan Daluo Golden Immortal can you regard the infinite as the finite and open the door to the prehistoric world."

Chen Yuan looked calmly and said: "I am indeed the prophet. If you complete the mission I gave you, you can propose any reward you want."

When Milo heard this, he said: "I don't dare to expect any reward, but I don't know something."

Chen Yuan said leisurely: "Say..."

Milo mustered up his courage and said: "The Ancestral God is the Hunyuan Daluo Golden Immortal. He has boundless divine power and can create heaven and earth at any time. As long as he has the slightest thought in his heart, he can turn the heavens into dust."

"Even if the ancestors are merciful and don't want to do this, they can still disperse the power of Tiandu. As long as Tiandu has no power and will only be ordinary, nothing will happen later."

Milo said everything he wanted to say.

Milo was very worried.

I'm afraid that in the next moment, the boundless power will fall and turn him into dust. Maybe there will be no dust at all, and it will be countless times smaller than dust.

What Milo was worried about didn't happen. Chen Yuan just smiled. Chen Yuan, who has been practicing for an extremely long time, would naturally not be angry. He wanted to make Chen Yuan angry.

Milo is not good yet.

Chen Yuan said: "This matter is not as simple as you see. There is an extremely evil creature, which is what you call the devil. He has given Tiandu some power. What if I don't do anything to Tiandu?"

"That extremely evil creature will take action against Pindao. In the aftermath, the world of creation will explode in an instant, and nothing will be left."

"In the endless void, a huge energy storm will appear. This is the price of Pindao's action."

Milo listened to what the ancestor god said.

I felt relaxed in my heart, not for my own life, but for the countless people of the Source Clan, those of the same race.

If the Ancestral God takes them for fun, he wants to see the struggle of hundreds of millions of Yuan clan people, the wandering of life and death, in order to gain happiness.

Milo can clearly see what kind of future the Yuan clan will have. This is the worry that Milo has always had in his heart. He is worried that the ancestor god is evil.

Milo whispered: "Ancestral God... I wonder what kind of reward I can get, whether it is an innate spiritual treasure."

Chen Yuan felt a little amused when he saw Milo whispering. He was obviously very eager for the innate spiritual treasure, which was normal.

Xuandu is often told how powerful and powerful the innate spiritual treasure is, so how could he not crave for the innate spiritual treasure...

Chen Yuan said quietly: "You can be bolder. If this time passes, there will be no chance."

Milo's heart skipped a beat. If he were bolder, could it be an 'innate treasure?' Milo shook his head secretly in a blink of an eye. How could it be possible? Even if he were bolder, it couldn't be an innate treasure.

Milo suspected that if he said 'innate treasure', he would disappear without a trace the next moment.

Milo had all kinds of thoughts running through his mind, and finally he knelt down and said, "I want to become a disciple..."

This is undoubtedly an extremely bold idea. If you become a disciple of the Ancestral God, it will be of great help to your future achievements.

Milo looked at Chen Yuan nervously, not knowing what the final outcome would be.

Chen Yuan's eyes were deep as he looked at Milo below. He was not surprised that Milo would want to become a disciple and said: "Okay... you will be my fourth disciple. Above you are senior brother Qingyou and second senior brother Kong." Xuan is still the third senior brother Suiren."

Milo didn't know much about his first senior brother and second senior brother, but he often heard about the Suiren clan.

When he was in the human race, Suiren's name was even more popular. Especially when Suiren became a quasi-sage, Milo was even more impressed.

Milo really knew that Suiren was a disciple of the God of Creation.

Milo's place was only on the periphery of the human race, and Xuandu had not told him these things.

At this moment, I was shocked to hear whether Suiren was his senior brother or just the third senior brother. Suiren was not the senior brother.

This made Milo think about how powerful the first and second senior brothers were.

If Miro really saw Kong Xuan and Qing You, he would be very surprised. He had seen Kong Xuan and Qing You before.

They were not as powerful as he imagined.

Miro said: "Master, I want to go back to the prehistoric world. It is not suitable for cultivation in this world of creation."

Chen Yuan said: "Don't worry. The avenue you practice is the Nine Heavens Avenue, which is very compatible with a spiritual treasure of mine. I will give you this innate spiritual treasure. I hope you will use it with caution."

Miro's heart was beating. How precious the innate spiritual treasure is. Now he has not only become a disciple of the ancestor god, but also can get the innate spiritual treasure, which makes Miro very happy.

Miro said curiously: "I don't know what innate spiritual treasure it is."

Chen Yuan's eyes were deep, thinking of the extremely distant past, when Chen Yuan was ignorant.

Stepping into the extremely dangerous prehistoric world, if there was no Nine Heavens Blue Sky Tower, Chen Yuan would have been swallowed up by the extremely dangerous prehistoric world.

Turned into dust.

There would be no Chen Yuan who achieved the highest fruit position.

A small tower appeared in Chen Yuan's hand. Seeing this small tower, Mi Luo seemed to see an extremely vast world.

There was a strong breath of the avenue.

It seemed not to be a tower, but nine middle thousand worlds superimposed, containing boundless and majestic power.

It had the power to suppress the heavens, the ability to refine all things, and extremely powerful defensive power. It was an extremely powerful treasure.