usatvline Chapter 170 Chop that bastard Hong Yuan to pieces!
Chapter 170 Chop that bastard Hong Yuan to pieces!
Inside the Pangu Hall, the previous clamor and turmoil had subsided, and tranquility had returned.
However, at this moment, Pangu's heart displayed astonishing vitality, beating powerfully as if it were the heartbeat of the entire universe.
The aura it emitted was more than a hundred times stronger than before!
Anyone standing in front of it can feel the raging, surging power of that law.
That sense of immense, unparalleled power.
Even a Primordial Golden Immortal would be no match for him.
They all seemed as insignificant as ants.
All sorts of supernatural powers and wonders seem insignificant in the face of this pure and ultimate law of force.
Unlike Hongyuan, who absorbed all the Great Dao Laws into his body, possessing countless Dao Laws within him.
Pangu only comprehended the law of force from beginning to end.
Hong Yuan gazed quietly at his elder brother's heart.
The joy deep in his eyes could not be concealed.
At the current rate, I'm afraid my elder brother... will be able to fully awaken within a thousand Chaos Tribulations.
Judging from the eldest brother's choice to transform himself into the primordial chaos at that time.
This awakening might allow him to take that step completely and transcend it entirely.
At the same time, Hong Yuan couldn't help but feel a little proud.
Isn't this all thanks to him?
If things had really gone according to plan, my elder brother's ashes would probably have been scattered by Hongjun...
Don't even mention transcendence then.
He will never wake up again.
After all, by then, the primordial world would have already been squandered by Hongjun.
Thinking of this, Hong Yuan shook his head slightly.
That's enough. Respect for the dead is paramount. It's not good for him to gossip about people behind their backs like that.
Not only Hongyuan, but the Great Dao itself was overjoyed.
Hong Yuan could feel the intense joy emanating from the Great Dao.
After a moment of contemplation, Hong Yuan slowly raised his head and looked at his father, the Great Dao.
“Father, I can see that you have high hopes for my elder brother’s success in transcending this world. But I am really curious, if my elder brother really does transcend this world, what will it be like? What kind of scene will unfold beyond transcendence?” Hong Yuan asked softly.
As soon as Hong Yuan uttered those words, the surroundings instantly fell into a deathly silence.
It was a scene without the slightest sound, where even the surrounding spiritual energy and laws instantly fell silent.
It's as if this part of time isn't part of the river of time, but has already jumped out of the river of time—an illusion.
Although he was still in the same place, Hong Yuan had the illusion that he was no longer in the primordial world.
The Great Dao seemed to be pondering something.
Seeing this, Hong Yuan did not press further but stood there quietly.
Waiting for Da Dao's reply.
After all, he was genuinely curious about what kind of scene lay beyond this transcendence, beyond the Great Dao.
As for whether Da Dao's father will kill himself in a fit of anger.
Hong Yuan didn't seem to care.
Because he knew that his father still loved him.
After pondering for a long time, Hong Yuan suddenly made a surprising discovery.
Just then, his vision began to blur and sway, and then one strange image after another appeared before his eyes without warning.
But to Hong Yuan's shock, despite his best efforts to pay attention to those images.
However, in Hong Yuan's eyes, these images remained as illusory and unreal as bubbles in a dream, showing no sign that Hong Yuan had captured them.
No matter how long Hong Yuan watched it or how many times he watched it, in the next instant, all the scenes he had seen would disappear from his mind without a trace, as if they had never existed.
It felt like he was seeing a bunch of blurry mosaics, and no matter how hard he tried to distinguish and remember them, it was all in vain.
I just knew I was looking at a bunch of mosaics.
And so, the Great Dao led Hongyuan through hundreds of years.
But no matter how many images Hong Yuan saw, the situation remained unchanged.
No matter how many methods and means Hong Yuan used, he was still unable to preserve these images and memories.
Suddenly, a heavy and long sigh came from the road.
Only then did Hong Yuan realize with a start that he had returned to his normal state.
The previously still space and time began to slowly rotate, and the abundant spiritual energy surged like a tide. All sorts of mysterious and unpredictable laws also resumed their original operating rules.
Hong Yuan stared blankly at the all-too-familiar scene before him, a sense of indescribable loss welling up in his heart.
He remained silent for a long time before finally opening his mouth slowly, his voice tinged with guilt and self-reproach: "I'm sorry, Father, I'm too weak. I couldn't even capture a single frame..."
The words had barely left his lips when the deep, authoritative voice of the Great Dao resounded: "Yes!"
Upon hearing Da Dao's blunt words, Hong Yuan's face was first taken aback, then turned bright red.
No.
I was just being polite, did you really take it seriously?
And don't you usually not like to talk much?
How come they're actually matching now?
You son of a gun!
If he weren't currently unable to defeat the Great Dao Father, Hong Yuan would definitely show the Great Dao Father how powerful he is.
That's right, my foot!
But now that he was outmatched, Hong Yuan could only suppress his frustration.
Immediately afterwards, his eyes moved slightly, and a pitiful, wronged expression appeared on his face.
"Father, don't you have any way to help me become stronger quickly? Is there any way to make me surpass my elder brother in a single day?"
The words of the Great Way are always resolute and concise.
In the void, the aura of the Great Dao permeated the air, and the sound of the Dao rolled on, as if the chaotic energy was surging forth.
It transformed into a grand and resounding sermon that echoed throughout the heavens.
"roll!"
A single, simple word left Hong Yuan stunned once again.
Tilting his head, he stared at the road with a look of astonishment and shock.
No... Is this still his mature, steady, extremely majestic, boundless, and supreme father from the Great Dao?
Why are you even using profanity?
Is "get lost" a word you should be using?!
Besides, am I not your most beloved child?!
How could you bear to tell me to get out?!
At this moment, Hong Yuan became increasingly angry, his face turning red to black.
I'm so angry! If you weren't my dad...
I'm going to make you realize who the father is.
Just as that thought crossed Hong Yuan's mind, dark clouds suddenly gathered above his head, rapidly converging to form a dense, oppressive cloud layer.
Within these clouds, countless jet-black lightning bolts began to flicker intermittently.
They seemed rather eager to make a move.
It seemed as if it would fall completely at any moment, cleaving Hong Yuan, that bastard, to death.