"My Chaos race, another Ninth Order..." The Dragon King's voice reverberated through heaven and earth.
He was excited.
Immensely excited.
A million years of deliberation, a million years of effort, finally reaching Ninth Order.
"Haha."
In the distance... the Golden Crow Emperor let out a great laugh.
Tears streamed down his face as he laughed, his entire being in a state of frenzy.
"My Chaos race..."
The Golden Crow sobbed uncontrollably, an Eighth Order Great Emperor, yet weeping like an infant in the first month of the new year. "Another Ninth Order, haha..."
Behind him, the Demon Butterfly also laughed.
As they laughed, all the Chaos Beasts began to cry.
The Golden Crow's tears were evaporated by the Undying Fire, their excitement and passion palpable.
"Wuwuwu, the Chaos race, another Ninth Order." The Chaos Demon Butterfly, with its child-like nature.
Their crying at this moment was a cascade of tears.
They had waited too long for this moment.
In the Nine Heavens and Ten Lands, the Chaos race had endured great hardship.
Compared to the Nine Heavens and Ten Lands, the Chaos Beasts in the Thunder Domain were relatively fortunate, at least they had a land to survive.
The Chaos race in the Tenth Land had also suffered before the rise of the Chaos Demon Butterfly.
The Ninth Land was even worse, with Chaos Beasts being treated as wild beasts, confined and refined as sources of energy.
The fundamental reason for this was weakness.
If the foremost being in the Nine Heavens and Ten Lands were a Chaos Beast, who would dare treat Chaos Beasts in such a manner?
Weakness was the original sin.
And now, the Chaos race had produced a Ninth Order.
The Dragon King.
The Golden Dragon roamed the skies above the Eighth Land.
The terrifying dragon might shook heaven and earth.
A mere sweep of its tail could cause the sky to collapse and the earth to crack.
"Roar."
The Dragon King also roared out in unrestrained delight.
He had strived for too long for this moment.
The Chaos race would eventually rise.
After reveling for nearly ten minutes, the Dragon King reverted to human form and descended.
"Congratulations."
Chen Fan and the others cupped their fists towards the Dragon King.
The birth of a Ninth Order indeed called for congratulations.
This also proved that their side now possessed the ability to protect themselves.
With the Evil Lord and the Dragon King, if they were to confront the Phantom Sect and the Lord of Light again, they would absolutely have the confidence to kill them.
"Haha."
The Dragon King was overjoyed.
He turned and cupped his fists towards the Dao King, "Many thanks, Senior."
It was the Dao King's generous gift that allowed him to achieve Ninth Order.
The legacy of a Ninth Order, the White Dragon, was likely a rare treasure even in the eyes of the Dao King.
Yet, the other party had gifted it so readily.
The Dragon King would remember this kindness.
Facing the Dragon King's gratitude, the Dao King shook his head slightly. "I merely did a favor. It was originally the legacy of your Dragon race. I undeservedly accept your thanks."
The Dao King was very humble.
This existence, like an old farmer, was an ancient being who had survived millions of tribulations.
His true strength was unfathomable.
The Dao King spoke, "Esteemed sirs, this matter is concluded. I have nothing more to say. As for Daoist Friend Yi Tian, I can speak on his behalf; City Lord Chen need not go. The primary concern is Daoist Friend Han Yuan."
"City Lord Chen can make a trip to Han Yuan. As long as you gain the recognition of Daoist Friend Han Yuan, when the million-year tribulation arrives, we will undoubtedly do our utmost to assist City Lord Chen."
The Dao King spoke directly.
This was laying all his cards on the table.
"Many thanks."
Chen Fan bowed respectfully.
Whether it was out of deference as a junior or gratitude for the previous bestowal, the Dao King deserved this bow.
However, the Dao King stepped aside, shaking his head slightly. "City Lord Chen's ascent will come soon. I cannot accept this bow. If City Lord Chen is inclined, it would be enough to lead the Lower Ten Lands through the million-year tribulation."
Everything was a setup for the million-year tribulation.
In Chen Fan, the Dao King saw hope.
"Alright."
Since that was the case, Chen Fan could not insist further.
He cupped his fists and said, "In that case, this junior shall take his leave. As for Daoist Friend Han Yuan, I will go and speak with him..."
"Please do."
Whoosh.
When he decided to act, he acted.
Chen Fan was never one to hesitate. He instantly shot into the sky.
Old Demon Chu and the others quickly followed, and the group broke through the heavens and earth, vanishing like streaks of light from the Dao King's location.
...
As soon as they left, Xue Mingxian, who had been guarding at a distance, approached. "Master, is he the hope you spoke of?"
"..."
The Dao King fell silent.
After a long while, he nodded, then shook his head again.
Xue Mingxian: "???"
"I don't know either."
The Dao King's expression became much more solemn. "The divination is unclear. I only know this person comes from the Lower Lands. Whether he is truly him, I am not sure. However, regardless of whether he is that destined individual, Master is willing to forge this good karma."
He then couldn't help but sigh again, "To condense four Dao Spirits, even if he is not that destined person, he possesses the bearing to sweep across the world."
Four Dao Spirits, he had never even heard of such a thing.
After hearing his master's words, Xue Mingxian remained silent.
"Xian'er..."
"Please speak, Master."
"Go and see Huo Gu. Inform him of my decision."
"Yes."
Xue Mingxian quickly departed.
Informing Huo Gu was equivalent to notifying the Lord of Yi Tian Dao.
Among the three Ninth Order existences in the Eighth Land, both Yi Tian and the Dao King were detached from worldly desires.
Yi Tian traversed the chaos, with Huo Gu managing all affairs.
As for the Dao King, he had guarded his own small territory for a million years, never moving.
Only the Lord of Han Yuan Dao would occasionally stir up some commotion.
The people of the Eighth Land had grown accustomed to it, living in peace for a million years.
However, in recent times, the Han Yuan Realm, where the Lord of Han Yuan Dao resided, had experienced repeated bursts of intense fluctuations.
Boom.
A violent collision sound emanated from the Han Yuan Forbidden Zone.
Within a thousand miles of Han Yuan, it was all a restricted area.
The deafening roar reverberated far and wide, audible in worlds near the Han Yuan Forbidden Zone, tens of thousands of miles away.
Some even saw a figure fly out from the Han Yuan Forbidden Zone.
However, as soon as the figure emerged, it was forced back in.
Even an Eighth Order expert could not clearly discern the other's movements.
Ninth Order.
This was the guess of everyone.
A Ninth Order expert had entered the Han Yuan Forbidden Zone and clashed with the Lord of Han Yuan Dao.
Otherwise, why would they fight?
In an instant, world after world relocated from the vicinity of Han Yuan.
If a battle were to break out, and the storm swept their worlds away, they would have no recourse.
Boom.
On this day, another group of figures tore through the chaos, swiftly heading towards the Han Yuan Forbidden Zone.
In the nearby worlds, powerful figures quickly emerged.
Then... they retreated even faster.
The overwhelming Ninth Order aura almost scared those peeping onlookers to death.
This group, of course, was Chen Fan and his companions.
Chen Fan, the Dragon King, and the Evil Lord walked at the forefront.
"Not bad."
As they traveled, the Dragon King observed the strength of the Eighth Land.
Excluding the Ninth Order, the Eighth Land was significantly stronger than the Ninth Land.
Of course, it was much stronger than the Tenth Land.
These individuals would be the resisters when the million-year tribulation arrived.
"Mm."
Chen Fan nodded, saying nothing.
After a while, Chen Fan looked at the Evil Lord and said, "Don't display your hostility too obviously. You've wanted to strike out many times along the way. This won't do."
"I know."
The Evil Lord's expression was grim.
Every time he saw a world along the way, he couldn't suppress the killing intent in his heart.
He didn't know why, but he just wanted to attack.