The Longevity Family: Starting from the Foundation Establishment Ancestor

Han Mu sat on the throne in the Temple of Creation, looking at the mountain of official documents in front of him. He was overwhelmed. He thought that he could live a carefree life after becoming the God of Creation, but he did not expect that the workload of the God of Creation was even greater than that of cultivation.

Every day, countless things need to be dealt with in the universe: which galaxy is at war, which world is experiencing a disaster, which civilization has violated the rules of the universe—all require the judgment of the Creator God.

Han Mu was initially enthusiastic, but after three days of working on the documents, he became completely bored. The documents were so dry and tedious that his eyelids were drooping.

"My lord, what's wrong with you?" Zhou Meng contacted Han Mu through a communication talisman and asked curiously when he heard Han Mu's weak voice.

"Don't even mention it, the Creator God has too much work to do, I'm almost exhausted," Han Mu complained.

"My lord, you can find some helpers, such as me, Luo Feng, and Han Li, who can help you share some of the burden," Zhou Meng said.

"That's right, how come I didn't think of that?" Han Mu slapped his thigh. He immediately summoned Zhou Meng, Luo Feng, and Han Li to the Temple of Creation and assigned them tasks.

Zhou Meng was in charge of handling war disputes, Luo Feng was in charge of disaster relief, and Han Li was in charge of handling violations of civilized laws. With each of them performing their duties, Han Mu immediately felt much more relaxed.

"My lord, you're having too much of a time being the creator god, leaving all the work to us," Luo Feng complained.

"The capable should do more work, and besides, you are my brothers, who else would I turn to if not you?" Han Mu said with a smile.

Luo Feng was speechless and could only bury himself in his work.

With the help of Zhou Meng and the other two, Han Mu's workload was greatly reduced. He only needed to deal with the most important things each day, and he could use the rest of his time to cultivate or relax.

That day, Han Mu was drinking tea in the Temple of Creation when he suddenly sensed an unusual fluctuation coming from the edge of the universe. He put down his teacup, closed his eyes, and scanned the entire universe with his divine sense. He discovered that a crack had appeared at the edge of the universe, from which a large amount of chaotic energy was surging out and eroding the edge of the universe.

"What is this?" Han Mu frowned. He came to the edge of the universe and carefully observed the crack. He found that the crack was not formed naturally, but was torn open by humans.

"Could it be a hidden danger left by the former creator god?" Han Mu thought to himself. He raised his hand and waved it, trying to repair the crack, but the chaotic energy surging from the crack was too dense, and his power was not enough to completely repair it.

"Interesting." Han Mu became interested. He activated the power of the Creation Godhead to temporarily seal the rift, and then began to investigate the source of the rift.

After some investigation, Han Mu discovered that the rift connected to another universe, a universe whose laws were completely different from this one, and which was filled with chaos and destruction.

"Parallel universes," Han Mu exclaimed in surprise. He hadn't expected that there were other universes besides this one.

"My lord, what is this crack?" Han Li asked.

"A passage connecting to another universe, a universe whose laws are completely different from ours, filled with chaos and destruction," Han Mu said.

"Won't that be dangerous?" Han Li asked worriedly.

"We don't know yet, but we must be careful," Han Mu said, setting up layers of restrictions around the rift to prevent creatures from another universe from invading through it.

But Han Mu's worries soon became a reality. A few days later, the crack suddenly widened, and a group of strange creatures poured out of the crack. These creatures were full of chaotic energy and were powerful. The weakest of them were at the level of the Sovereign, and there were also several powerful beings at the Creation Realm.

"Intruders, kill them." Han Mu said coldly. He raised his hand and waved his hand. A golden light swept across and killed all the intruders.

But the invaders kept coming. One batch was killed, and another batch surged in, seemingly endless. Han Mu frowned. He knew that this couldn't go on. He had to solve the problem at its root.

Han Mu decided to personally enter the rift and travel to another universe to see what was going on there.

"My lord, it's too dangerous. You can't go," Zhou Meng advised.

"Don't worry, I am the creator god. Even if I encounter danger, I can escape unscathed," Han Mu said. He gave a few instructions and then leaped into the crevice.

Passing through the crack, Han Mu arrived in another universe. The sky here was blood red, the air was filled with the pungent smell of sulfur, the earth was cracked, and lava flowed everywhere, a scene of apocalypse.

"This is another universe, it's too terrible." Han Mu frowned. He flew through this universe and found that it was on the verge of collapse, with chaotic laws and depleted source, and could be destroyed at any time.

Han Mu found several survivors in this universe. From them, he learned that this universe was originally a normal universe, but it was later occupied by a being called the Chaos Demon God. The Chaos Demon God devoured the origin of this universe, causing it to be on the verge of collapse.

"The Chaos Demon God, what is that?" Han Mu asked.

"The Chaos God is a parasite of the universe, specializing in devouring the origin of the universe. No universe that it targets can escape," the survivor said.

"Where is the Chaos Demon God now?" Han Mu asked.

"In the center of the universe, in the Chaos Temple," the survivor said.

Han Mu arrived at the center of the universe and indeed saw a huge black temple. The aura emanating from the temple was even stronger than that of the Creator God. Han Mu's expression turned solemn, and he knew that he had encountered a formidable enemy.

Han Mu entered the temple and saw a huge black figure sitting on the throne. The figure was tens of thousands of feet tall, covered with black scales, and had two curved horns on its head, exuding a suffocating aura.

"You are the Chaos Demon God," Han Mu said coldly.

"That's right, you're the new Creator God. Not bad, you're perfect as a snack for me." The Chaos Demon God laughed, opening its blood-red maw and a powerful suction force pulled Han Mu toward its mouth.

Han Mu's expression changed. He activated the power of the Creation Godhead to stabilize his body, and then punched the Chaos Demon God. The fist imprint contained the power of creation and was incredibly powerful.

The Chaos Demon God neither dodged nor evaded, swallowing the fist imprint whole, and then let out a burp.

"It tastes good, have some more." The Chaos Demon God licked his lips, a greedy glint in his eyes.

Han Mu's expression was solemn. He knew that he had encountered an unprecedentedly powerful enemy. The strength of this Chaos Demon God far exceeded his imagination, and he had to go all out.