The Longevity Family: Starting from the Foundation Establishment Ancestor

Han Mu clutched his chest, his face turning deathly pale. He felt that the curse power within him had not only failed to dissipate, but had become even more ferocious than before, frantically eroding his very essence.

"My lord, what's wrong?" Fairy Hongmeng exclaimed in surprise and quickly helped Han Mu up.

"The power of the curse is still there; it was just temporarily dormant, and now it has erupted again," Han Mu said through gritted teeth. He could feel that this time the power of the curse was several times stronger than before, and his cultivation level had plummeted from the peak of the Order Avatar to the late stage of the Great Dao.

"How could this happen? Didn't you already purify it with the Tree of Life?" Zhou Meng asked anxiously.

"The Tree of Life can only purify the surface curse; the deep curse has already merged with my very essence," Han Mu said, his voice trembling.

"What should we do then?" Luo Feng panicked.

"There is only one way: to take the calamity upon oneself and channel the power of the curse into the dimensional rift, sealing it permanently," Han Mu said. This was a backup plan he had long ago devised.

"No, you'll die if you do that," Fairy Hongmeng said urgently.

"No, I am the embodiment of order, I am not that easy to die," Han Mu said. He broke free from Hongmeng Fairy's hand and walked towards the dimensional rift.

"My lord, you cannot go." Zhou Meng blocked Han Mu's path.

"Get out of the way," Han Mu said coldly.

"No, unless you step over my dead body," Zhou Meng said firmly.

Han Mu looked at Zhou Meng, remained silent for a moment, then sighed and said, "Zhou Meng, I know you mean well, but this is the only way. If the power of the curse is not sealed, not only will I die, but the entire Cosmic Sea will be affected."

"Then I'll go with you," Zhou Meng said.

"No, one person is enough. Too many people will only make things worse," Han Mu said, pushing Zhou Meng aside and continuing to walk forward.

Just then, Fairy Hongmeng suddenly rushed up and hugged Han Mu tightly, tears streaming down her face: "My lord, you can't abandon me and Nian'er."

Han Mu felt a pang of pain in his heart. He turned around, embraced Fairy Hongmeng, kissed her forehead, and said softly, "Don't worry, I'll be alright. I will definitely come back."

"You're lying. You always say you'll come back, but you always end up all injured," Fairy Hongmeng cried.

"This time it's for real, I promise," Han Mu said. He released Hongmeng Fairy, turned around and strode towards the dimensional rift. He dared not look back, afraid that if he did, he would be reluctant to leave.

Han Mu arrived at the dimensional rift, looked at the chaotic energy surging out of the rift, took a deep breath, and then jumped into the rift. The rift was a chaotic space, with spatial turbulence and energy storms everywhere.

Han Mu traveled through the turbulent currents for a long time before finally finding a suitable spot. He sat down cross-legged and began to guide the curse power within his body. Under his guidance, the curse power slowly flowed out of his body and merged into the dimensional rift.

This process was extremely painful; Han Mu felt as if his soul was being torn apart, but he gritted his teeth and persevered because he knew it was the only way.

Just as the power of the curse was about to be completely expelled from his body, a dark shadow suddenly darted out from the shadows and pounced on Han Mu. Han Mu's expression changed. He was at a critical moment in circulating his energy and could not be distracted, so he could only take the blow head-on.

The shadowy figure struck successfully but then retreated. Han Mu's cultivation was interrupted, and the cursed power within his body began to spiral out of control, frantically attacking his body. He spat out a mouthful of blood, and his aura became extremely weak.

"Who?" Han Mu said coldly. He looked up and saw a figure in a black robe standing not far away, looking at him coldly.

"The remnant soul of the Lord of Order." Han Mu's expression turned extremely ugly. He had not expected that the Lord of Order would still have a remnant soul left in the world.

"Han Mu, do you think you can escape?" the remnant soul of the Lord of Order said coldly.

"You're already dead, yet your spirit lingers," Han Mu said coldly.

"I am dead, but my resentment remains. Today, I will make you pay with your life," the remnant soul of the Lord of Order said coldly. It raised its hand and waved, sending a black beam of light towards Han Mu.

Han Mu tried to dodge, but his body was corrupted by the power of the curse, making him slow and unable to avoid it. The black beam of light shot directly into his chest, and he felt a sharp pain in his chest, and his body began to turn transparent.

"My lord." The voices of Zhou Meng and the other two came from afar; they had actually followed.

"Why are you here?" Han Mu asked anxiously.

"We are worried about our lord," Zhou Meng said, and the three of them rushed to Han Mu's side, protecting him behind them.

"You must leave quickly, you are no match for it," Han Mu urged.

"My lord, we will not leave. We will die together," Zhou Meng said firmly.

The remnant soul of the Lord of Order looked at the four people, sneered, raised his hand and waved it. A terrifying force blasted all four of them away, and they crashed heavily to the ground, spitting out blood.

"Like ants, yet you dare to rival the sun and moon." The remnant soul of the Lord of Order said coldly, raising its hand to grab at the four of them.

Han Mu gritted his teeth. He knew he couldn't escape it, but he was unwilling. He still had too many things to do. He wanted to watch Han Nian grow up and accompany Fairy Hongmeng for the rest of his life.

Just then, Han Mu suddenly thought of a way: he could seal himself and the remnant soul of the Lord of Order together in the dimensional rift, which would both destroy the remnant soul and prevent the spread of the curse power.

"Zhou Meng, you guys leave quickly, I'm going to seal this place!" Han Mu shouted.

"My lord, you!" Zhou Meng exclaimed in shock.

"Stop talking nonsense and get out of here!" Han Mu shouted. He used all his power to push Zhou Meng and the other two out of the dimensional rift, then turned to face the remnant soul of the Lord of Order.

"You want to perish together with me?" the remnant soul of the Lord of Order said coldly.

"That's right, today is your death day." Han Mu said coldly. He activated the power of the Order Avatar to seal the entire dimensional rift, and then detonated his own origin.

With a deafening roar, a dazzling light erupted from the dimensional rift, engulfing Han Mu and the remnant souls of the Lord of Order, causing them to vanish without a trace.

"My lord." Zhou Meng and the other two stood outside the dimensional rift, watching the light of the explosion, tears welling up in their eyes.

After the light faded, the dimensional rift returned to calm, but Han Mu's figure had vanished as if he had never existed.

"My lord, come back!" Luo Feng knelt on the ground, weeping bitterly.

Zhou Meng and Han Li's eyes also reddened. They knew that Han Mu had chosen to sacrifice himself to save them.

The three returned to the Temple of Creation and told Fairy Hongmeng the news. Upon hearing it, Fairy Hongmeng fainted on the spot. When she woke up, she held Han Nian and cried for three days and three nights.

From then on, the Cosmic Sea lost its guardian, but Han Mu's story spread throughout various dimensions, becoming an eternal legend.