I've Been AFK for Ten Million Years-Chapter 299: Yang Mei Ancestor’s Speculation

And Yang Mei Ancestor, being the first Saint of primeval times, his comprehension of the Dao greatly aided Ren Changsheng; some aspects that Ren Changsheng couldn’t understand, he now grasped.

Both benefited immensely from their discussion of the Dao!

"My younger brother is too modest, your understanding of the Dao is equally profound and unfathomable. If I return to meditate upon it this time, my cultivation will certainly advance greatly!"

Ren Changsheng said with a light chuckle.

"Big brother, we’ve arrived!"

Yang Mei Ancestor smiled faintly, and Ren Changsheng quickly descended from the void, their figures landing atop Mount Tai’s peak.

"Emperor of Humanity, you’ve finally come!"

Seeing Ren Changsheng, Fu Xi quickly approached. Ren Changsheng had at last returned; if Ren Changsheng hadn’t come back, he would have ventured to the Purple Cloud Palace to search for Nuwa.

"What has happened?"

Seeing the anxious Fu Xi, Ren Changsheng’s eyebrows rose in surprise. Could it be that during these three years, Hong Jun couldn’t restrain himself from launching an attack?

Ren Changsheng didn’t slay Hong Jun as he was waiting for Hong Jun’s fusion with the Dao. Firstly, of course, it was because after Hong Jun’s fusion, the Heavenly Dao of this primeval world would stabilize. By then, if Ren Changsheng killed him, it wouldn’t affect the foundation of this primeval world.

Secondly, it was naturally to fatten the prey before the slaughter. Currently, Hong Jun was merely a Saint, slaying him now would yield too little Experience value; it might not even be enough for Ren Changsheng to advance to the later stages of Sainthood.

Of course, if Hong Jun sought death now by waging war on humanity, Ren Changsheng wouldn’t bother waiting and would directly exterminate Hong Jun, as well as The Three Pure Ones.

Then, he himself would suppress this primeval world. However, in doing so, Ren Changsheng would have to endure some hardship, as he would need to stay in the primeval world to maintain its suppression.

Unless within this primeval world, a second Dao-fused Heavenly Saint emerged, only then could Ren Changsheng leave.

"Emperor of Humanity, Nuwa has been summoned by Hong Jun for three years, and for the past three months, every message I’ve sent to Nuwa has gone unanswered. Could it be that Hong Jun might have..."

There was a hint of worry in Fu Xi’s eyes.

Nuwa and he were siblings, their bond deeply profound. If not for Fu Xi, Nuwa would have cared even less for humanity, and humans in the primeval world would have been eradicated long ago.

"Oh!"

Upon hearing these words, Ren Changsheng’s eyes sparkled; if Hong Jun summoned Nuwa to him, then surely he must be preparing for the Dao fusion. This was a favorable event indeed.

"Rest assured, Hong Jun is about to become a Heavenly Dao Saint by fusion. He would not possibly kill Nuwa. Should he slay Nuwa, the Heavenly Dao would not be complete!"

Ren Changsheng reassured Fu Xi. freewёbnoνel.com

Immortal and indestructible—that is what a Saint is. But are Saints truly immortal and indestructible? Of course not. The Saints of primeval times have been decreed by the Heavenly Dao to stabilize it, and even if someone sought to slay them, the Heavenly Dao would not permit it.

So Ren Changsheng was not worried about Nuwa’s safety.

"All is well, then!"

Fu Xi quietly breathed a sigh of relief. He could have come to these conclusions himself, but because of his concern, his judgment was clouded.

"If you are worried, then let me take a look!"

Ren Changsheng said with a faint smile, and immediately, a light of chaos rose from his eyes, and at this moment, the aura emanating from Ren Changsheng also transformed.

An unparalleled chaotic pressure spread out from him.

"This is..."

Fu Xi was okay; he had seen the pressure emanating from Ren Changsheng many times before, but it was different for Yang Mei Ancestor. Yang Mei Ancestor had never felt the chaotic pressure emanating from Ren Changsheng before; this pressure, originating from the Controller of Chaos.

"This is the pressure of chaos, could it be that he..."

A look of alarm rose in the eyes of Yang Mei Ancestor. As a Saint who had traversed the Chaos, Yang Mei Ancestor knew all too well the terrors within it.

Above the Saints of the Heavenly Dao, there existed Saints of the Chaos, whose presence dominated the entire Chaos, daunting for all to provoke.

Not even the Heavenly Dao Saints would dare to offend them.

Having journeyed through the Chaos for so many years, although Yang Mei Ancestor had never seen a Chaos Saint, he had once fortuitously seen a sculpture of one. The chaotic aura emanating from the sculpture made an involuntary yearning to worship swell within him. And now, the aura radiating from Ren Changsheng’s body was identical to that of the Chaos sculpture.

Could it be that Ren Changsheng was not an ordinary Saint, nor a Saint of the Heavenly Dao, but the fabled Chaos Saint, that supreme being who reigned over the Chaos?

"No, that’s not right!"

Yang Mei Ancestor took a deep breath, and after a brief moment of shock, his heart finally settled. Although Ren Changsheng bore the aura of Chaos, it wasn’t strong; surely, Ren Changsheng was not a Chaos Saint.

"If he is not a Chaos Saint, he must still be related to one, and he could even be the reincarnation of a Chaos Saint for all we know!"

Yang Mei Ancestor mused to himself.

Regarding the vast wildness of ancient times, Yang Mei Ancestor knew it all too well. Having emerged from Chaos himself, he was a Chaos Demon God. Even achieving the Dao through sheer force was immensely difficult, and even Hong Jun had not succeeded.

Currently, Luo Hou himself is having difficulties in becoming a Saint. If that is how it stands for Chaos Demon Gods, how could Ren Changsheng, a native of the vast wildness, achieve the Dao through force?

It simply wasn’t possible.

Therefore, Ren Changsheng’s identity must be anything but simple. Furthermore, considering that Ren Changsheng could casually produce Hongmeng Purple Qi, Yang Mei Ancestor felt more strongly that Ren Changsheng was no ordinary being.

"I must foster a good relationship with him!"

Decided Yang Mei Ancestor in his heart. No matter what, he would befriend Ren Changsheng, as his intuition told him there were many benefits to be had by following Ren Changsheng.

"Big brother, your Divine Skill is truly terrifying!"

Yang Mei Ancestor said to Ren Changsheng with a smile. Indeed, Ren Changsheng’s Eyes of Chaos were terrifying, exerting such a pressure that even he felt a tremor in his heart.

However, upon hearing this, Ren Changsheng let out a faint smile.

You’re kidding me, aren’t you? You are already a Saint in the late stage, even an Ancestor at the middle stage of a Saint is terrifying; still, Ren Changsheng knew the art of mutual flattery in business.

"Compared to younger brother, big brother is not even one-tenth!"

Ren Changsheng replied with a beaming smile.

"Hahaha..."

Yang Mei Ancestor laughed heartily. Although he knew he did not possess Divine Skills like Ren Changsheng’s Eyes of Chaos, Ren Changsheng’s words were pleasing to hear.

He thoroughly accepted Ren Changsheng as his big brother.

An identity so unique, possessing plentiful Hongmeng Purple Qi, and without any pretense - where else could one find such a wonderful big brother? At least in all his years in Chaos, he had not encountered one.

"Humming!"

And as Ren Changsheng activated his Eyes of Chaos, the void vanished; Ren Changsheng’s eyes pierced through the vast expanse of the wildness, reaching beyond the thirty-three layers of heaven, to the Purple Cloud Palace.

Seated in the palace, six figures were in a meditative posture. At the main seat was Hong Jun Dao Zu; below him were Pan Gu, The Three Pure Ones, the duo of Zhun Ti and Jie Yin, and Nuwa.

All six were disciples of Hong Jun, and each bore Hongmeng Purple Qi. Among them, Tong Tian, Yuanshi Tianzun, and Nuwa had already become Saints.

However, Jie Yin and Zhun Ti, as well as Daode Tianzun, had not yet attained sainthood.

"It’s about time!"

Hong Jun Dao Zu held the Jade Dishware of Creation, and at that moment, his body seemed to merge with the Jade Dishware, becoming somewhat ethereal.