You have a good chance, I accept it.

A sound of footsteps approached from afar. Hong Batian turned his head and looked. In the void in front of the Void Palace, a human figure gradually became clearer.

In the more ancient years, the entire universe was full of various races. In that year, the universe was just formed and the chaotic air was flowing.

Countless extremely powerful races were born, and that was when the human race was born.

The human race has been surviving in the cracks and suffering.

Time passed slowly, and powerful races changed batch after batch, but the human race remained strong.

Countless races that once dominated the universe disappeared in the long river of history, but the human race still exists.

Since then, countless races have speculated whether the human race has something to do with the avenue, otherwise why the human race is always at the bottom of the strength. The human race is born with such a weak constitution. If there is no adult to take care of it, I am afraid that in the wilderness, human babies will have only one way to die.

And most of the offspring of other races can survive and fight on their own as soon as they are born.

But why can't such a cowardly race be killed or destroyed?

Since then, the luck of the human race has flourished, and rumors related to the Great Dao have spread throughout the universe and galaxies. Countless powerful races have transformed into human races, trying to deprive the human race of their luck in the dark.

It would be even better if they could use this to deprive the human race of the luck of the immortal race.

As time goes by, countless races like to walk outside in the form of a human race, which may have become a habit.

Of course, there is a second rumor, that is, the human body is naturally close to the Dao, and if it is transformed into a human body, it will be twice as effective in practicing the Dao with half the effort.

But this rumor disappeared soon after, and even the creature that spread the rumor was killed by a hidden existence.

So this rumor disappeared, leaving only the first rumor.

Speaking of which, when the figure really appeared, Hong Batian was stunned for a moment.

A light pink palace dress, with a light blue butterfly embroidered on the hem of the skirt, ready to fly, and a layer of white gauze on the outside. The breeze blew her sleeves, and there was a feeling of being blown away by the wind. Her silky black hair casually fluttered around her waist. Her slender figure and weak waist made her look even more charming.

She was like a fairy from heaven descending to the mortal world.

She was even more like a goddess who was high above.

At a glance, Hong Batian seemed to have seen the person who could stay with him for the rest of his life.

"Father."

The woman walked around Hong Batian and came to the old man above and bowed gently. Her voice was as pleasant and crisp as an oriole.

"Well, Liu Yue, this is the husband your father has found for you. He is the third son of the Phoenix clan, with a noble status, and he himself is a rare genius in billions of years. You two should have a good exchange."

The old man said with a smile.

The woman turned to look at Hong Batian, bowed to him with a smile between her eyebrows, and the whole person seemed very polite, elegant and beautiful.

"Third son, I am Liu Yue, may I know your name?"

Liu Yue said in a gentle voice.

Hong Batian quickly stood up and returned the greeting.

"My original name is Hong Batian. If Miss Liuyue doesn't mind, you can call me Batian."

Hong Batian said with a smile. The old man behind him covered his face and couldn't bear to look directly at him. Hong Batian, tsk tsk tsk, to be honest, he also despised this name. He really didn't know why the third young master loved this name.