I, the primordial ancestor, started out as a useless cult and a useless saint.

Chapter 422 Billions of Years, Merely a Snap of the Finger

Hongjun was very excited and immediately withdrew from his cultivation.

He had always firmly believed that Ye Yang could transcend, but after waiting for hundreds of billions of years, they finally met.

Ye Yang was also excited after landing.

After all, it's nice to meet an old friend in a foreign land.

"Hongjun, it's good to see you again. Congratulations!"

"Hehe, yes, we come from the same place, we've fought each other, we've schemed against each other, but I never expected that you and I would come to this original world together."

During their impulsive chat, Hongjun suddenly remembered something and asked:

"Oh, and my disciples."

Hearing this, Ye Yang sighed:

"They've all turned into withered bones and beautiful women."

How could Ye Yang not know who Hongjun was asking about?

Hearing this, Hongjun was also filled with sorrow:

"Alas, in the end, it couldn't withstand the test of time."

"Yes, it's actually a little hard to part with them."

Ye Yang then told Hongjun about their ending.

Hongjun's eyes welled up with tears as he listened.

Those who cultivate the Tao have long since renounced all worldly desires.

Moreover, Hongjun was also considered half a Heavenly Dao power, so his heart was already calm and unperturbed.

However, after arriving on this primordial continent, this cold memory transformed into the sentiment and strength that he has always upheld.

Now that he has met the Ancestor of Humanity, Hongjun's cultivation has also loosened somewhat.

But after hearing about the fates of his disciples from the primordial era, Hongjun didn't know what to say.

Yuanshi Tianzun went mad and eventually died in the boundless chaos.

With limited foundations, the attainment of sainthood by Jieyin and Zhunti was already their limit.

Unfortunately, after millions of years, they were still unable to take that step, and in the end, they turned into dust and bones.

As for Nuwa, she brought this upon herself, so she has no one to blame but herself.

There was also the Sage Taiqing, who lived a life of mediocrity and died without anyone knowing his whereabouts.

Indeed, it is non-action.

"Fortunately, at least one of my disciples is still alive."

At this point, Hongjun felt guilty:

"I never expected that the person I hated the most would live to the end, and I never expected that the person who had become a pawn in my eyes would walk the path of transcendence. Ahem, life is unpredictable."

Hongjun let out a long breath and finally calmed down.

"Ancestor of Humanity, let me tell you about the situation here."

Hongjun then explained the situation here.

The Primordial Continent is not a place you can enter at will.

Any new life that transcends will be taken by these floating islands.

These floating islands revolve around the original world, and which island one becomes a new life on depends on luck.

As luck would have it, this island hadn't set off in the past hundreds of billions of years, otherwise Ye Yang wouldn't have run into Hongjun.

Similarly, these islands also act as sieves; not just anyone can enter the original continent.

Only those who have reached the Great Dao realm are qualified to enter the floating islands here.

Then I began to cultivate slowly.

Above the realm of the Great Dao lies the realm of the Limitless.

Above the Wuji realm is the Taishang realm.

Only after reaching the Supreme Realm can one leave the floating island and head to the Origin Continent.

After the Supreme Realm comes the Creation Saint Realm, which can be understood as the Heavenly Dao Saint or the Great Dao Saint.

Above the Sacred Realm of Creation is the Supreme Realm, which can be understood as the Dao Venerable or Dao Ancestor.

As for those above the Supreme Being, no one knows.

After hearing the introduction, Ye Yang asked:

"So, what level have you reached now?"

Forehead.

Hongju, you shook your head awkwardly:

"I am ashamed, I am ashamed, after hundreds of billions of years, I am still only at the Great Dao realm."

Holy crap, it's so slow?

Seeing Ye Yang's disdain, Hongjun said helplessly:

"Cultivation is difficult, and it becomes more difficult the higher you go. Perhaps this is my limit, but it doesn't matter."

Hongjun seemed to have resigned himself to his fate, realizing that he was nothing more than an ant among the three thousand minor worlds.

One can gradually become a Dao Ancestor, a Great Dao Saint, a Dao Venerable, and finally arrive at the Origin Continent.

Hongjun has no regrets in this life.

Looking at Ye Yang, Hongjun said:

"Ancestor of Humanity, I can see that you have a very long way to go. Keep going, I believe you can leave this place."

Cultivation is difficult; the higher one's strength, the greater the cost of each advancement.

Hongjun also learned that there were new people on these islands who had lived for billions of years.

There are countless examples spanning a trillion years.

These are the ones with relatively good qualifications.

If it were like those old fogies not far away, their aptitude wouldn't be up to par, and they'd been stuck here for trillions of years.

Perhaps they already knew there was no hope of breaking through, and had given up on cultivation, spending their last moments tending to the flowers and plants here.

He thus spent his later years in peace.

"Ancestor of Humanity, you are a being of my primordial world. The greater your achievements, the happier I am. I know your temper, but..."

Looking into Ye Yang's eyes, Hongjun said sincerely:

"Don't cause trouble. This place is full of hidden talents. Focus on your cultivation; there is no end to cultivation."

Hearing this, Ye Yang understood Hongjun's good intentions.

Moreover, Ye Yang has undergone hundreds of billions of years of education, and his temperament has long been calm and composed.

"Alright, there is no end to cultivation, so let's focus on our cultivation."

"it is good."

Then, Hongjun closed his eyes and entered a state of cultivation.

However, Ye Yang didn't know what to do.

Self-cultivation? Impossible, it's impossible for me to cultivate in this lifetime.

Their approach is to evolve the world in their own way, which is completely different from theirs.

Time passed slowly, a billion years went by, and the island seemed to show no signs of leaving.

However, Ye Yang did not ask any questions.

I'm just worried that if the Three Sovereigns and Five Emperors, Houtu and the others succeed, what if they come over and we're not together?

But I was relieved afterward.

If they came here, they would have to stay on this island for at least a hundred billion years, just like me.

Ten billion years have passed.

Ye Yang was also extremely bored.

Finally, I remembered my method for passing the time in the boundless chaos.

Upon entering the inner world, the primordial chaos world still had not been broken open.

But it gave birth to other things.

Hongmeng Spear, Hongmeng Sword, and so on.

Ye Yang created countless clones, entering the three thousand fruit worlds of the World Tree to begin an endless cycle of reincarnation.

Ye Yang was shocked.

The primordial chaos has not yet been broken, but the chaotic world has already begun to evolve everything.

Countless kalpas, immeasurable kalpas, and so on.

And so, Ye Yang watched the evolution of these three thousand fruits, and he had long been familiar with the laws of these three thousand worlds.

However, after witnessing the three thousand worlds undergo nine cycles of reincarnation, the gears of the primordial world only moved forward a little.

"I see."

Ye Yang understood.

Whether the Primordial World shattered into chaos has little to do with the Primordial World itself.

The true core is the World Tree, or rather, it is related to the fruit of the World Tree.

It's like spring, summer, and all four seasons.

Once the three thousand chaotic phases have evolved sufficiently, the primordial chaos will break open.

Ye Yang found it really interesting, so he just kept watching quietly.

And so, time passed slowly.

Billions of years have passed in the blink of an eye.

Hongjun's cultivation level seemed to remain unchanged.

But this person doesn't care.

At that moment, the floating island finally began to move.

Ye Yang opened his eyes and, with a single thought, arrived at the highest point of the floating island.

During this time, Ye Yang had figured it out: as long as he didn't fight or cause trouble, it wouldn't affect his other cultivation.

You can do whatever you want in this place.

Those in power won't give you a second thought.

However, just as the floating island was leaving, Ye Yang suddenly saw several beams of light coming from the traceless chaos.

"Is that... Pangu? Tongtian? Houtu?"

(End of this chapter)