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Above Wu Dao, after reaching the realm of Dao, Dao Wuji rises and falls again in the endless chaos, sitting and watching the evolution of chaos for countless times.

The chaotic heavens within his own body have long been about the same size as, or even surpassed, the endless chaos outside.

In the endless years, he has always been the only one in the Dao realm. As for the Wu Dao realm, there are only two people, Pangu and the person who appeared when he broke through.

In the long years, Wuji is at the end of the road, the source of time and space, sitting and watching the vicissitudes of the sea, the storms and clouds, and constantly falling into a deep sleep to pass the time.

Sometimes a deep sleep is the evolution of hundreds and thousands of chaotic eras.

Dao Wuji's cultivation is still in the mysterious and unpredictable realm of the Tao.

After so many years, he also understood that the realm of endless chaos and the realm of Tao is the limit of cultivation. As for his so-called supreme path, it is just a fruition position to manage the endless chaos of the heavens.

The end of gray time and space, the origin and birthplace of endless rivers, the long river of time and space, the long river of fate, the long river of creation... countless.

A vague figure sat cross-legged among them. The source of these long rivers seemed to be him, originating from him.

Suddenly the figure split into two, and a young man in a chaotic colored robe stood up.

"Haha, fellow Taoist, the endless chaos of the heavens depends on you. This place will always be one of our base camps."

"I'll go by myself. With me here, there won't be any problems."

"Haha, that's right. Although Taoist friends are only half-step to the limit of Taoism, but with the special Taoist status, the strength they can exert is far from that simple."

Dao Wuji was very relieved about the clone, and then his eyes showed determination, and he teleported to the outside of the endless chaos. Looking at the countless void airflows outside the endless chaos, there really was nothing here.

He turned around and saw that the boundless chaotic heavens, in the void at this time, turned out to be just a round object wrapped in a mold that was not too big in his eyes.

It's just that this mold is too hard and cannot be broken unless you reach the level of Taoism and fruition.

And without some chance, we can't even find the location of the mold tire.

He stretched out his hand to fish it out, and the round object was directly driven into the chaotic world within his body.

After that, I carefully looked at the void. Even with Dao Wuji's cultivation, being in it was fine for a short period of time, but after a long time, my scalp became numb.

Fortunately, my body has already reached the point of separation from nothingness. No matter how long it takes, the most is mental torture. As for the body, I can completely ignore nothingness.

Wuji took a step into the void, and suddenly even with his own cultivation, he seemed to have become a blind man with his eyes open.

He was helpless and had made no progress over the years. He was still vaguely excited about having such an experience again.

Finally, I can take on higher challenges again.

Eternal time has passed, and Dao Wuji has been wandering in the void, letting nature take its course and wandering as he pleases for countless years.

Even with his cultivation, he felt lonely, and he had been thinking about it for these long years.

The heavens of endless chaos have their own rules for flying, which regulate the operation of everything in the world.

Then this land of nothingness and eternity is far superior to the endless chaotic heavens.

I am in the chaotic heavens, but I jump out of prisons one after another and transcend again and again.

Now that I have come to nothingness, my thoughts are quite active. I have now broken out of the shackles of chaos.

So when you come to nothingness, is there really nothing here?

Or are the rules here too high-end, and I haven’t yet reached the qualifications to involve them?

Unfortunately, these endless years have passed. Although I occasionally fall asleep, my waking hours are basically spent exploring the nature of nothingness, thinking and exploring whether there are rules for nothingness.

It has been a long time again, but in these long years, Dao Wuji finally gained some confidence.

Because he met several molded light groups. Although they were a little worse than the chaotic heavens where the prehistoric world was, it was still the motivation to support him to move forward and continue to explore.

However, the creatures in these light groups are completely different from those in the prehistoric land.

There are human beings, but they are in all kinds of strange shapes. Apart from being governed by the rules in the dark, the strongest among living beings are only half-steps into the Hongmeng realm, and are governed by just a few rules.

Looking at this, Dao Wuji emerged from the void, Hongmeng Territory appeared, and then Hongmeng Divine Water also appeared.

Then twelve people appeared, both men and women.

"Father God!"

"Well, very good, there is no human race in this chaotic world, and you will be the human race from now on.

It can only be from the human race, because your internal structure and bloodline are all from the human race.

It is determined by your qualifications and understanding, but you have not yet entered into practice.

You people are divided into yin and yang, and when yin and yang combine, you will have descendants.

I hope that you can pass on your descendants to endless descendants, and eventually spread all over this chaotic world, becoming a major force or even a protagonist in this chaotic world.

This is the Human Ancestor Hongmeng Jue. The twelve of you will take it and practice it slowly.

I will protect you in these chaotic heavens for a while, and you can go and practice on your own."

"Yes, Father God! My children must live up to Father God's expectations."

These people were created by Hongmeng Spiritual Soil and Hongmeng Spiritual Water. Their qualifications and understandings are the same as those from ancient times to the present. However, they have reached the realm of Chaos Heaven in just dozens of generations.

The reproductive ability of the human race is extremely strong. Although these twelve people only have a few descendants, their descendants have descendants...

Countless years, countless generations, countless people, the strongest are of course twelve people, followed by the children born to these twelve people, who have already achieved the Daluo Golden Immortal of Hunyuan, but this is still the limit.

Seeing this, Dao Wuji smiled and nodded, and then his figure disappeared into the chaotic sky.

In the same way, whenever Wuji passed through a chaotic heaven, he created a human race that had no human race, and even created races that existed in the prehistoric world. These were not found in the chaotic heavens, and he created them all.

Those who protect these people to a certain extent will have the power to protect themselves in their chaotic heavens, and Wuji will leave.

It's just a pity that in the endless years, the chaotic heavens encountered can't compare with the chaos of the ancient times, and the strong ones are naturally very different.

The good thing is that after staying in nothingness for a long time, he has adapted to the loneliness of nothingness and the dead silence of nothingness.

Even leaving aside the attainment of the Supreme Path, his cultivation has surpassed the Great Perfection by half a step, reaching a half-step state that he doesn't even know what to call.

The primitive and chaotic heavens are within his body, and there is a clone that manages everything, so he is happy and free.

Even the final clone of Wuji Zhidao opened the endless chaos barrier in the heavens for Pangu and Qingye.
Chapter completed!