A Thousand Years of Super Training - Chapter 1061
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Episode 1061. 10 Billion Years
After a while, when Han Woon-geun didn’t return at all, the Do-ryeos began to get worried.
Hyung Hong-seon said.
“Let’s go. There’s no way that kid can last this long.”
Seoncheong-gun, Yeoyo, and Cheongnan-ah nodded and headed towards Han-gyeol’s temple.
After receiving Han-gyeol’s permission and entering, they saw Han Woon-geun lying on the ground with his eyes rolled back and his body shaking. He looked like a criminal who had fainted after seeing a ghost.
“Did you really have to go this far?”
Hyung Hong-seon, who had belatedly arrived at the temple, glanced at Han-gyeol and said.
“I reduced the strength as much as possible. I never thought this guy would be this weak.”
Hyung Hong-seon smiled comfortingly at Yeo-yo, who was helping Han Woon-geun get up.
“This must have been a good experience for him. He must have realized that he was weak.”
Seoncheong-gun and Cheongnan-ah looked at each other with troubled expressions.
Han-gyeol was always sincere when teasing his children and grandchildren, no matter what else he did.
“Yeoyo, please stay, everyone else, please step aside.”
Han-gyeol suddenly said that. Yeo-yo handed over the Han-un-geun she was holding to another Do-ryeo and sat down in front of Han-gyeol.
Only after the other two had retreated and they were alone did Han-gyeol open his mouth.
“Do you hate me?”
“Well, I don’t know what you’re talking about.”
Yeoyo shook her head as she said that.
Han-gyeol didn’t ask Yeo-yo any more questions. Their relationship was so close that they didn’t need any more conversation.
Next, Han-gyeol taught Yeo-yo how to complete the Great Sword.
As mentioned earlier, one of his disciples had to become a creator. The one most suitable for that was Yeoyo.
Yeo-yo had already established five supreme rules. Although she was infinitely close to becoming the creator, she had no idea how long it would take to complete the last two rules.
After that, Yeo-yo practiced alongside Han-gyeol for a while, and Han-gyeol practiced his own cultivation while also using his master’s will to help Yeo-yo understand the basic rules more easily.
It was only after several years that Han Woon-geun was able to return to his original state. After regaining consciousness, he immediately left the dojo and began practicing closed-door training as soon as he returned to his residence.
The people of Han reacted with surprise to the news that their ancestor had started practicing.
Han Woon-geun lived a life almost completely separate from training. If you were to ask the most relaxed person in Hanga, 100 out of 100 people in Hanga would pick Han Woon-geun.
The news that Han Hwang and Han Yun-geun had lost to Jujae was never made known to the people.
Ten million years later, Yeo-yo returned to her temple and looked back on her new acquisitions. Her Great Tao Realm had become more colorful and harmonious. However, this was a change that only Yeo-yo could see, and the living beings of the Great Tao Realm did not know what had changed or how.
The biggest thing was that she gained confidence. Yeoyo came to believe that if she just worked a little harder, she would be able to become a creator.
* * *
A billion years passed by in an instant and Han-gyeol opened his eyes.
This time there was no one waiting for him.
Han-gyeol, who had been looking at Jong-won-gye, resumed his training.
And when he was 10 billion years old, Han-gyeol stopped practicing and opened his eyes again.
A sentence was floating in front of Han-gyeol.
【You are 10 billion years old. Please choose one of the options below.】
【One, destroy all of the Great Sword World. In return, you will be given a piece of the Great Sword, a Creation Stone, a piece of Hongmong, and a Jongwon Stone.】
【Two, practice. Keep your beginner’s mind. In return, you will be given a piece of the Great Way, a Creation Spirit Stone, a piece of Hongmong, and a Jongwon Spirit Stone.】
【I have got my hands on a chance to bring about harmony and goodness.】
Still, there was no change. Han-gyeol, who chose the second option, still had no place to use Jong-won Yeong-seok. Han-gyeol kept it in his bosom.
After turning 10 billion years old, the first thought that occurred to Han-gyeol was that he needed to increase the time he spent practicing.
Time didn’t have that much meaning to Han-gyeol now.
Apart from the white-haired man, there was no one who threatened Han-gyeol’s safety.
However, it was not a situation where he could just kill the man suspected of being a white-haired man and end things just because he appeared in front of Han-gyeol.
It was a situation where it was not known where or how the second or third white-haired man would appear.
In the end, all that was needed was for Han-Kyeol to become a strong person who transcended everything and all existence.
Han-gyeol sent a message to the disciples. It was a message telling them not to worry, as they would be undergoing a long period of closed-door training.
He was thinking of a 10 billion year cycle of training.
10 billion years, considering the speed of development in the blank space, it would not have been strange for several new creators to be born.
* * *
The temple of transcendence,
Someone was kneeling and bowing his head at the door of the temple.
“Step aside, the Creator does not interfere in that matter.”
The voice of the formless, incorporeal, transcendental god flowed from beyond the door.
A middle-aged man wearing a dragon robe, bowing his head in front of the temple gate, raised his head and spoke.
“I dare ask Your Majesty. Does that mean you will tolerate everything?”
No answer came back.
The man from Yongpo got up from his seat and turned around.
“Then, you won’t be able to blame us later.”
The man muttered as he flew into the sky. In the next moment, he transformed into a huge golden dragon and flew deep into the void area.
* * *
Inside the temple of transcendence.
The formless, incorporeal Daeshinmyung opened his eyes and let out a deep sigh.
“The times have changed. You’re scaring the creator. I guess it’s time to take action.”
A third party’s voice, not a substitute name, and Jeguhondon walked out from the dark corner of the temple with him.
“In the past 10 billion years since the Master has been in hiding, countless creators have been born. Their existence has brought about new variables in the Mujin Era. The days when the creators held supremacy are long gone. So······, let us join hands. It is time for us, the elder creators, to join forces.”
At Jeguhondon’s words, Daesinmyeong showed hesitation.
“But, if the host finds out······.”
“We are not joining forces to oppose the Master. We are simply protecting ourselves. Do you not know that there is a cause and effect in the void that you and I cannot see through? If we step forward and establish order, won’t the Master be able to rule the Mujin era more easily?”
Jeguhondon interrupted Daesinmyeong’s words and pushed his argument forward.
Daesinmyeong kept his mouth tightly shut.
Kukookung!
At that moment, the temple of Chotal shook violently. The vibrations lasted for several seconds and then suddenly disappeared.
Jeguhondon said.
“That child will be getting closer and closer to the Creator. It is already unusual for a child who is not even 2 billion years old to be able to create such harmony.”
Daeshinmyeong looked at the chaos with a fixed gaze.
“If that child becomes a true creator, then from then on, all living beings will have a hard time.”
“Yeah, that’s what it’ll be like.”
“······, I understand. I will do as you say.”
“Well, then just wait a moment. I’ll give you some good news.”
As he said that, the chaos suddenly disappeared. The inside of the temple was enveloped in silence.
* * *
Third seal.
Han Yun-geun was visiting his mothers again. They were gathered at Yeoyo’s temple and were talking about the Mujin era.
“Mother, what exactly is the true identity of the Emperor of Battle Rebellion? Even though he has destroyed countless great Dao realms, there must be a reason why both the Great Daoist Realm and the Creator Daoist keep his existence quiet.”
Han Woon-geun said, clutching his head.
Yeoyo’s reaction was calm.
“The spirit of the Mujin era, that is his true identity. It is not the creators who protect him. It is the rule located at the core of the empty space. That is why even the creators cannot treat the child carelessly. In my opinion······, it seems that it would be possible to control him if your father himself steps forward.”
Hyung Hong-seon said.
“I never thought that the child I gave a chance to would return as a threat to the Mujin era.”
Odogum shook his head and patted her shoulder.
“Who could have predicted that it would turn out like that? It’s not your fault. If it weren’t for your help, the child would have died long ago. Now that I think about it, doesn’t the child think of you as a mother? At least try talking to you······.”
“I already did that. The kid respects me, but he doesn’t seem to have any intention of backing down on this one.”
Hyunghongseon let out a deep sigh and said.
The legend of the Formation Dream was still being passed down by word of mouth among the beings in the void realm.
She was a divine spirit who received the trust of all living beings. Neither the great spirit nor the creator could overcome her in terms of faith.
This time, Han Woon-geun grabbed his head and pulled it out.
“That guy destroyed the Heavenly Way and erased the Dragon Clan from this world. If I could, I would take his head off right now… but my skills are lacking, so I can’t do anything.”
After his crushing defeat by Han-gyeol, he began to focus more on his training than before, but because his quality was low, he still remained at the level of the Great Dao Ji Sang Kyung. That was his limit.
Han Woon-geun changed the subject.
“When will Father come out? The blank area is so chaotic, how can he focus so much on cultivation?”
Seoncheong-gun said with a smile.
“It may be confusing to us, but to my husband, it’s just a minor problem that can be overlooked.”
Han Woon-geun nodded as if agreeing with those words.
At that moment, a terrifying sense of oppression came from outside the dojo.
Deep in the void, two beings were fighting. One of them was Hongmongmashin, Han Hwang.
Han Hwang flew high up and looked down with a calm expression.
At the end of his gaze stood a white-haired, armored man. His armor had a peculiar shape, with the seams made of white bone.
The face had a strange aura. The pupils were slit vertically, which made the strange feeling even more intense. It looked more like a demon than a human.
“Indeed, the being who was called the best under the creator in the past is indeed strong.”
The white-haired man, Jinyeokdaeje, licked his lips with his tongue, smiling madly.
As he raised his right hand, a bone sword appeared above it.