Chaos Spirit Field

Zhao Yunlong's face turned a little ugly. He knew that it was impossible to do anything, so he turned around and plunged into the passage marked with space without saying anything.

The Death Source God, watching this scene nearby, couldn't help but feel puzzled. Her brows furrowed slightly, and she asked with a hint of confusion, "Yun Duo, according to common sense, Zhao Yunlong should have entered the time channel this time. How did he steal your space channel?"

Upon hearing this, Zhao Yunduo hurriedly replied respectfully: "Mother, you don't know that the same type of passage can only be entered once. Only after walking through these four different types of passages in turn can we reach the God's Temple. There is no time to lose, your daughter will go first!" After that, Zhao Yunduo did not hesitate and plunged into the passage marked with the word "time" like a bird flying into the forest.

Almost immediately after Zhao Yunduo vanished, Zhao Yunfei, without hesitation, entered the passage marked "Death." In the blink of an eye, the three of them were on their own journeys.

At this moment, only the Death Source Goddess remained standing silently. Her beautiful, deep eyes stared forward as she muttered to herself, "They keep calling me mother, but they're actually just trying to be on guard against me."

After she finished speaking, she walked into the passage marked with life. As soon as she entered, a strong aura of good fortune hit her in the face. The appearance of the shadow of good fortune was the same as before, except that this time it was Feng Lixi, the God of Nature.

The Source of Death God stared coldly at the shadow in front of him and said firmly: "Feng Lixi, I will definitely defeat you this time."

Before she finished speaking, a strong aura of death suddenly erupted from her, filling the entire space. A thrilling battle of life and death had begun. Meanwhile, battles in other passages also began. This time, the number of Creation Phantoms was twice as large as before, and victory would likely take a long time. Of the four, Zhao Yunfei had it relatively easy, as he possessed the strongest combat talent.

Elsewhere, the Seven-Colored Light God Emperor, seeking to seize the initiative, entered the Creation Temple first. Having previously absorbed the power of seven powerful God Emperors, her attributes had become extremely complex, disrupting the Creation Temple. This, by accident, opened a space-time portal, transporting her to the Mountain and River Realm. Perhaps this was part of Zhao Yunduo's plan.

At this moment, the Seven-Colored Light God Emperor's face was filled with horror. She was horrified to discover that her once boundless divine power had rapidly declined, plummeting all the way to the realm of a Divine King. To make matters worse, her soul was also imprisoned by the resentment of the seven Divine Emperors. Sensing the thin energy around her, which far outstripped that of the Divine Realm, she felt a wave of bewilderment, utterly unsure of her current location, but it was certainly not in the Primordial Mystical Realm.

Since resigning his throne as Celestial Emperor, Tan Tai Hen Tian has completely freed himself from his constraints, enjoying a life of unfettered freedom, like a bird returning to the mountains or a fish diving for the sea. Over the years, he has traveled extensively, enduring countless hardships and dangers, while also reaping numerous enviable adventures. Logically, with his profound knowledge and rich experience, he should have easily achieved the Divine Realm. However, no matter how hard he tried, he could never overcome the seemingly imminent bottleneck. So, he traveled to Yuxu Palace to seek guidance from Jiang Zi.

Jiang Ziya smiled as he took the jar of rich, fragrant wine from Tantai Hentian's hand. Without hesitation, he raised the jar and drank it all in one gulp. He smacked his lips and sighed contentedly, "This Moutai brewed by Junior Brother is truly a delicacy! It's a shame there's so little of it."

Standing nearby, Tan Tai Hen Tian looked at Jiang Ziya's expectant eyes, a trace of pain on his face. He took out a few bottles of nectar and jade liquid and said, "Master Jiang, forget about the Moutai. Just make do with these bottles of nectar and jade liquid. Calculate what my problem is."

After hearing what Tan Tai Hen Tian said, Jiang Ziya put down the wine jar in his hand, stroked his long beard, and then slowly picked up the tortoise shell beside him and began to seriously divine. For a moment, the surroundings were so quiet that only the rustling of the leaves in the breeze could be heard.

After about a cup of tea, Jiang Ziya finally stopped moving. He raised his head, looking at Tan Tai Hen Tian with a deep and mysterious gaze, and said slowly, "Everything begins and ends with destiny. Yesterday's actions create today's results. Although you have done great favors to heaven and earth, you also owe a debt to the Tan Tai lineage. According to my divination, your opportunity lies in the south. Make haste and go there."

Upon hearing this, Tan Tai Hen Tian's expression instantly became somewhat strange. He snorted coldly and said in a cold tone, "Thank you, Master Jiang, for your guidance. I wish you a happy reunion with the Styx Patriarch soon."

Before he finished speaking, he swept away, leaving Jiang Ziya standing there alone, his face as ugly as if he had just eaten a disgusting fly. At this moment, Jiang Ziya was secretly annoyed, wondering if he had been too direct and explicit just now.

Tan Tai Hen Tian left Yuxu Palace and headed towards Beijuluzhou. He knew that Jiang Ziya was talking nonsense. His parents had done everything they could to urge him to get married. It was a pity that he had only obtained the bottle of Maotai wine from his rival's uncle with great difficulty.

Jiang Ziya's words weren't entirely nonsense. You know, the reason the Tantai family's bloodline was cut off was entirely because of Tantai Hentian. If he couldn't continue the Tantai family's bloodline, then breaking through to the Heavenly God Realm would be incredibly difficult. After all, the current Shanhe Realm's surname was Tantai.

Tantai Hentian actually knew the reason. He had been traveling for years, but had never found the right person. The reason was easy to understand. It was like someone who enjoyed the best of the best all day long. How could he easily swallow the coarse chaff? If he had to compromise himself in order to break through his own realm, he simply couldn't do it.

Just as his attention was distracted, he heard a clear, sweet cry. With a start, Tan Tai Hen Tian realized he had accidentally bumped into someone. He didn't dare to delay, and quickly reached out to embrace the woman who had been sent flying backwards. He spoke in a gentle and soft voice, "Miss, I'm so sorry. I didn't mean to offend you. But... you are truly as beautiful as a fairy. Let's have a baby."

The woman remained silent. It turned out she was the Seven-Colored Light God Emperor. She felt truly depressed. She had finally managed to free herself from a tiny wisp of spiritual power and was just beginning to adjust to flight, only to encounter such an unexpected disaster—being knocked from the clouds by an ant-like creature, who had even boasted about having children with her!

Tan Tai Hen Tian looked at the beautiful woman in his arms with expectation. Seeing that she hadn't responded yet, he couldn't help but feel a little puzzled. He thought she was frightened by him and quickly said, "Miss, don't panic. I'm not a bad person."