Cultivation: I Signed in with the Talent of an Immortal at the Start

Chapter 570: Rescuing the Immortal Ancestor Good Child Han Xuanji

At the beginning of its birth, this Forbidden Land had also attracted countless Chaos Powerful Experts to explore it.

However, from some unknown point in time, more and more people gradually forgot its existence, as if an invisible force was deliberately erasing people’s memories of it.

Hearing this, Han Xuanji understood.

“The will of chaos certainly has good methods.”

“The will of chaos?”

Ancestor Zhu Tian was shocked, but he did not dare to ask more, only looking at Han Xuanji without daring to breathe loudly.

In the next instant, Han Xuanji’s figure disappeared.

The invisible pressure vanished instantly.

Ancestor Zhu Tian finally breathed a sigh of relief.

Although Han Xuanji had restrained his Aura and pressure, his battle record was real; there was no chance of winning a fight against him.

Fortunately, the other party did not seem to be an unreasonable person.

“Truly extraordinary. When did Chaos produce such a ruthless person again… Could it be that I’ve stayed here too long and forgotten the passage of time in the outside world?”

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On the other side, Han Xuanji had already arrived before this special Forbidden Domain of Time and Space.

He could clearly sense that the binding force of this forbidden domain was extremely powerful.

It contained not only the power of the will of chaos but also many eerie time and space Restrictions.

It was highly likely that the will of chaos had specifically set this up to trap the Immortal Ancestor.

Even if a Powerful Expert of the Limitless Primordial Realm could reach this place, they would be fundamentally unable to break through the confinement of this forbidden domain, let alone rescue the Immortal Ancestor.

Even if he guessed wrong, it didn’t matter.

In any case, the more the enemy didn’t want him to enter, the more it proved he was doing the right thing.

“I’ll have to use a bit more strength…”

Han Xuanji waved his hand, and the great dao pagoda once again hovered above his head.

The pagoda’s body emitted ten thousand rays of light, and Great Dao runes flickered, radiating a pressure that transcended time and space, sufficient to tear apart all confinement.

At the same time, he also began to perform a highly aggressive Limitless Primordial Divine Ability—Chaos Heaven-Splitting Slash.

This was the Immortal Ancestor’s exclusive Wuji Divine Ability, but in his hands, it could likewise exert extremely extraordinary power, even possessing a few different nuances of might compared to when the Immortal Ancestor performed it back then.

If it could be said that in the Immortal Ancestor’s hands, there was an Aura of suppressing others with force and pushing through everything, then in Han Xuanji’s hands, it was a supreme posture of total crushing.

“Chaos Heaven-Splitting, Break!”

Han Xuanji gave a low shout.

A brilliant light suddenly erupted from his hand in an instant.

“Boom—!”

A deafening roar resounded as the dazzling light violently slammed into the forbidden domain.

Instantly, the mist rolled frantically, the power of time and space fluctuated violently, and the entire River of Time and Space trembled.

Those ancient beings hidden in the distance were even more terrified and shivering, not daring to make the slightest move.

They didn’t know what Han Xuanji was doing, but they only knew not to interfere and not to ask.

Han Xuanji did not stop, waving his hand to unleash several more attacks.

The great dao pagoda’s light grew even brighter, continuously releasing the vast power of the three thousand Great Daos.

Combined with the Chaos Heaven-Splitting Slash, it tore through the domain’s confinement step by step.

Soon, that seemingly unsolvable time and space Restriction was completely broken.

The gray mist gradually dissipated, revealing a path.

Han Xuanji put away the great dao pagoda.

He did not rashly step inside but instead used his Divine Sense to explore the situation within.

Traversing this area felt like arriving at the end of the River of Time and Space.

There were no lights or shadows, only a void of time and space.

In the central position, a burly figure sat with his head bowed, his Aura withered.

It was indeed the Immortal Ancestor, who had been trapped for countless years.

“I found the right place…”

Han Xuanji nodded inwardly.

Finding no traps inside, he strode in.

This place was different from the River of Time and Space outside.

It was somewhat like the bottom space of the Reincarnation Purgatory where the Lord of Ten Thousand Voids was imprisoned.

A sense of nothingness permeated the air, making it impossible to cultivate at all.

Han Xuanji had no doubt that if one stayed here for long, most people would probably go insane.

It was at this moment that the System’s notification suddenly sounded.

[Detected eight-star sign-in location ‘End of Chaos Time and Space’.

Would you like to sign in?]

“I can sign in here too?”

Han Xuanji felt some doubt in his heart, but he was in no hurry to sign in.

Instead, he traversed the area and arrived at the place where the Immortal Ancestor was.

Long-term exile had undoubtedly caused the Immortal Ancestor’s consciousness to blur significantly.

Han Xuanji’s previous battle with the Time-Space Dao Ancestor had only served to wake him up slightly, and he was still somewhat dazed at this moment.

It wasn’t until Han Xuanji approached that the Immortal Ancestor was finally startled awake.

[Pan (Immortal Ancestor): Limitless Primordial Perfection, Primal Chaos Demon God, Creator of the Immortal Realm, Master of the Great Dao of Strength.

Possesses extremely strong combat power.

Once fought a great battle against the will of chaos; after being defeated, he was exiled to the End of Time and Space with a large number of Restrictions set upon him.

The will of chaos also expended a great deal of effort in this battle and fell into a deep sleep.]

With a flash of his body, Han Xuanji arrived before the Immortal Ancestor.

He then bowed slightly, his expression respectful and his tone humble, fully displaying the posture of a Junior:

“Junior Han Xuanji, Master of the Xuantian Dao Palace, pays respects to the Immortal Ancestor.”

The Immortal Ancestor’s eyes had long since lost their former brilliance, filled only with age.

His gaze fell upon Han Xuanji.

At first, there was some confusion, but when he felt the dao-rhythm on Han Xuanji’s body and that both familiar and unfamiliar Aura of the Immortal Realm, a flash of shock instantly crossed his eyes, followed by excitement and disbelief.

“You… You are a Junior from the Immortal Realm?”

The Immortal Ancestor’s voice was hoarse and weak, yet it carried an irrepressible trembling.

“The Immortal Realm… could actually produce a Junior like you? The Limitless Primordial Realm, and even able to break through the forbidden domain set by the will of chaos… How did you do it?”

He had been trapped here for countless years and had long since felt some despair.

He never thought that one day a Junior from the Immortal Realm would come to save him, let alone that this Junior’s strength would be so powerful.

Thinking of this, the Immortal Ancestor’s eyes grew slightly warm.

His heart was filled with the touch of being rescued, as well as the gratification and pride for the rise of a Junior from the Immortal Realm.

“Haha, it’s only what this Junior should do.”

Han Xuanji laughed it off, not mentioning how much effort he had actually spent.

After all, there was indeed nothing much to say; it was just a convenient matter.

However, the Immortal Ancestor filled in the blanks himself, feeling that Han Xuanji must have paid a massive price.

“Thank you… Thank you, little friend Han, for the rescue! For the sake of this old bag of bones, surely you, child, have paid too much.”

The Immortal Ancestor’s voice became increasingly excited, even carrying a hint of self-reproach.

“No, no, no, Lord Immortal Ancestor, I actually didn’t pay much at all.”

Han Xuanji hurriedly raised his hand, injecting a gentle force into the Immortal Ancestor’s body to nourish his withered frame, his tone remaining respectful:

“Lord Immortal Ancestor, there is no need for such courtesy. I am a being of the Immortal Realm; living in the Immortal Realm means I have already received your infinite grace.”

Even though Han Xuanji said this, in the Immortal Ancestor’s eyes, he still felt that Han Xuanji must have spent too high a price and simply didn’t want to say it to avoid making him feel guilty.

What a good child…

It’s all the fault of that damned will of chaos!

The Immortal Ancestor thought so.