The Longevity Family: Starting from the Foundation Establishment Ancestor

Han Mu stood before the rift, his brows furrowed. He had thought that the rift would automatically heal after defeating the Lord of Destruction, but now it seemed that the situation was much more serious than he had imagined. The rift had not only failed to heal, but was expanding at a visible speed. The surging chaotic energy had already eroded a large area at the edge of the cosmic sea, and many small universes had been swallowed up by the chaotic energy.

"My lord, this crack seems to be getting bigger and bigger," Zhou Meng said worriedly.

"I know we have to find a way to plug it," Han Mu said. He tried to repair the crack with the power of primordial chaos, but the chaotic energy surging from the crack was too dense. As soon as his power came into contact with it, it was eroded and dissolved by the chaotic energy, and it was completely ineffective.

"My lord, this rift may be connected to the source of the Chaos Sea, and ordinary repair methods will be useless," Han Li analyzed.

"What is the source of the Chaos Sea?" Han Mu asked.

"The Chaos Sea is the origin of all chaotic energy. Legend has it that there is a huge spring deep within the Chaos Sea that constantly gushes out chaotic energy, nourishing the entire universe. However, if the spring is polluted or damaged, the chaotic energy will go out of control and devour everything," Han Li said.

"Then how do we repair the spring?" Han Mu asked.

"We need to find the location of the spring and then use pure primordial power to repair it," Han Li said.

"Pure primordial power, isn't that the power of the Creator Godhead?" Han Mu's eyes lit up. He was now at the peak of the Primordial Chaos realm, possessing both Primordial Chaos power and the primordial power of the Creator Godhead within him. If he used the primordial power of the Creator Godhead to repair the spring, it might be effective.

Han Mu decided to enter the rift to find the source of the Chaos Sea. He gave Zhou Meng and the other two a few instructions, and then jumped into the rift.

The crack was a chaotic world, filled with gray chaotic energy. Vision was obstructed and divine sense was suppressed. Han Mu traveled through the chaotic energy for a long time before finally finding the source of the Chaotic Sea.

It was a huge spring, with a diameter of ten thousand miles. Dense chaotic energy constantly gushed out of the spring, but cracks appeared on the edge of the spring. The chaotic energy was leaking out from these cracks, causing the erosion of the edge of the cosmic sea.

"Found it. All we need to do is repair these cracks," Han Mu said. He activated the primal power of the Creation Godhead, transforming it into golden threads that wove a large net over the spring.

The golden primal power came into contact with the chaotic energy, producing a hissing sound, as if water and fire were incompatible. However, Han Mu gritted his teeth and persisted, continuously injecting primal power to repair the cracks on the spring.

This process was long and painful. Each injection of primal power felt like a drain on his life force. Han Mu's face grew paler and paler, and his breath grew weaker and weaker, but he did not give up.

Three days later, the cracks on the spring were finally completely repaired, the chaotic energy stopped leaking, and the cracks began to slowly heal. Han Mu breathed a sigh of relief, slumped to the ground, and gasped for breath. He had consumed 70% of his source power, and his cultivation level had dropped from the peak of the Primordial Chaos to the late stage of the Primordial Chaos, but at least he had preserved the Cosmic Sea.

"My lord, are you alright?" Zhou Meng's voice came through the communication talisman.

"It's nothing, just overexertion. I'll be fine after a rest," Han Mu said. He dragged his tired body away from the rift and back to the Cosmic Sea.

The chaotic energy at the edge of the cosmic sea had dissipated, and the eroded areas were slowly recovering. Han Mu looked at this scene and smiled with satisfaction.

"My lord, you are so great! You repaired the spring with your own power of origin!" Luo Feng said excitedly.

"Stop flattering me, hurry up and help me back to rest," Han Mu said irritably.

Han Mu returned to the Temple of Creation and went into seclusion to heal his injuries. It took him a full hundred years to recover the primordial power he had consumed, and his cultivation level returned from the late stage of the Primordial Chaos to the peak of the Primordial Chaos.

After emerging from the pass, Han Mu discovered that the Cosmic Sea had returned to its former prosperity, the areas eroded by the chaotic energy had been completely restored, and many new universes had even been born.

"My lord, you've emerged from seclusion." Zhou Meng exclaimed with delight upon seeing Han Mu.

"Yes, I've almost recovered. Thank you all for your hard work during this time," Han Mu said.

"It's not hard work for me, it's my lord who's really working hard," Zhou Meng said.

Han Mu smiled and said nothing more. He sat on the throne of the Temple of Creation, looking at the starry sky outside the window, his heart filled with emotion. From a small Foundation Establishment cultivator to the ruler of the universe, he had experienced too many hardships and challenges, but he had never given up, because he knew that behind him were his family, his friends, and countless living beings who needed his protection.

"My lord, what are you thinking about?" Luo Feng's voice interrupted Han Mu's thoughts.

"Thinking about it, it hasn't been easy for me along the way," Han Mu said with a smile.

"Yes, it's truly a legend that our Lord has grown from a Foundation Establishment cultivator to the ruler of the Cosmic Sea," Luo Feng said.

"Stop flattering me, I'm hungry, go get me something to eat," Han Mu said.

"Alright, what would you like to eat, Master?" Luo Feng asked.

"Anything is fine, as long as it's food," Han Mu said.

Luo Feng scurried off to prepare. Han Mu watched his retreating figure and smiled. It was truly wonderful to have such a brother by his side.

Just then, Han Mu suddenly sensed a powerful aura coming from overseas, stronger than the Lord of Destruction and even approaching the level of the Primordial Dao Ancestor. His expression changed, and he stood up and looked in the direction of overseas.

"Another guest has arrived," Han Mu said coldly. He vanished from the Temple of Creation in a flash.

In the outer reaches of the universe, an old man dressed in a black robe stood in the void. The old man's face was withered and his eyes were cloudy, but the aura he exuded was extremely terrifying, even stronger than that of the Lord of Destruction.

"Who are you?" Han Mu asked coldly.

"I am the master of the Lord of Destruction, the Ancestor of Destruction," the old man said coldly. "You injured my disciple, and today I will make you pay for this in blood."

"Destroying the Dao Ancestor, yet another peak Hongmeng realm existence." Han Mu's expression was solemn. He knew that today's battle would likely be more difficult than any of the previous ones.

"Enough with the nonsense, prepare to die." The Ancestor of Destruction raised his hand and unleashed a devastating force towards Han Mu.

Han Mu took a deep breath. He knew he couldn't dodge it and could only take it head-on. He activated the power of the Primordial Chaos and struck out with his palm. The two palms collided, unleashing a terrifying shockwave that shattered the surrounding void.

Han Mu took three steps back, and the Ancestor of Destruction also took one step back. The difference in strength was immediately apparent; the Ancestor of Destruction was significantly stronger than Han Mu.

"Not bad, you're qualified to be my opponent if you can withstand one of my palm strikes." The Ancestor of Destruction said coldly. He attacked again, this time forming hand seals, and a huge black beam of light descended from the sky, blasting towards Han Mu.

Han Mu's expression was solemn. He knew he was no match for the Ancestor of Destruction, but he did not back down. He gritted his teeth, activated the Spacetime Compass, accelerated the flow of time around him to the extreme, and then launched his strongest attack.