Zhao Fan stayed in the Hunyuan World of Butterfly for three years and gathered many relatives and friends who wanted to enter the Chaos. He activated the Chaos Heart Talisman with his thoughts and brought them all into the Hunyuan Virtual Realm.
Zhao Fan first felt the speed of mental energy consumption. In terms of life span, hundreds of people were insignificant compared to himself, so he set off without any pressure.
After crossing the Road to the Source, Zhao Fan directly lifted the chaotic virtual world, opened up a space passage, wrapped many relatives and friends with magic power, and arrived at the Eternal Gate.
"It has been more than 60,000 years, and you are back." Emperor Taotao threw himself into Zhao Fan's arms.
"Eh? Why do I remember that you came back from the celebration banquet and slept until the beginning of this year?" Emperor Hunyuan asked from the side: "You are too dramatic."
"Go aside!"
Emperor Taotao waved his little fist.
"Sister Qianqian, Sister Shiqi, Sister Chun'er..."
After Emperor Taotao hugged Zhao Fan, he hugged six more sisters.
"Brother Fan, where are your parents? My grandparents, grandma, and uncles are not here either?" she asked in confusion.
"They say you'll be content just staying in your hometown."
Zhao Fan spread his hands and smiled.
"Then we will go back often to see." Emperor Taotao nodded.
Baby Dragon and Yingying are jumping happily beside them. After so many years, their personalities are still as out-of-the-box as before.
Everyone gathered together and had a big meal.
Zhao Fan arranged a task for the Big Head Quasi-Emperor, Zhu Sheng, and Hongxue, which was to arrange for the many relatives and friends he brought from the outer chaos to various places in the inner chaos to start a new practice.
Otherwise, it would be better to stay in the Hunyuan void all the time at the Eternal Gate without worries or setbacks.
The quasi-emperor Datou was extremely busy. It took him seven days to finally sort out the various plans and designs.
After Zhao Fan looked at it, he thought it was OK and passed it.
Subsequently.
Many relatives and friends were taken away from the Eternal Sect by Bai Lu and sent to various places. Basically, they became casual cultivators in various source countries.
However, without knowing it, everyone was integrated into a protective mark by Zhao Fan, which can be triggered when encountering a fatal crisis. It can withstand the power of the peak of the seventh heaven for up to ten breaths. If there is really something that cannot be faced Zhao Fan could feel the crisis immediately, and ten breaths were enough for him to come.
And Zhao Fan walked into the retreat room and used all the methods he had mastered since his ordinary life, whether it was skills, secrets or even Taoism, from weak to strong.
This is a necessary part of pursuing the imperial path, called "looking back."
Zhao Fan sat cross-legged on the ground and performed it slowly and slowly.
The weakest method was Feiye Chuanmu, which his great-uncle taught him when he was three years old.
That was the starting point of his transcendence!
Various methods are performed in the retreat room.
The further back you go, the stronger the fluctuations in power become, and the nature becomes more profound.
Five days passed in a row.
Zhao Fan put down his hands, stood up, and looked at the traces of means left in the quiet room in time and space with clear eyes. He gently touched his fingers, and then they turned into flowing lights, merged into one, and turned into a stream of white brilliance. imprint.
"Looking Back Pill." Zhao Fan held it in his hand, looked at it twice, and swallowed it in one gulp.
After taking the Looking Back Pill, he had a strange feeling, that is, he was the center of the entire chaos!
And the vast majority of those at the top of the seventh heaven are on their way to pursuing the imperial path and stop here!
"My imperial path..."
Zhao Fan felt confused while feeling confused. He stood quietly for half a month, and then left the Eternal Gate to wander into the inner chaos. In the blink of an eye, three hundred years had passed, but he still had no clue.
I have long heard a saying that the difficulty of the Imperial Road lies not in climbing, but in not knowing the direction!
Now, Zhao Fan finally has a personal experience.
"It's not something that happens overnight, so why should I be in a hurry?" Zhao Fan laughed at himself, feeling that he was too whimsical. Which of the other great emperors had not spent endless years exploring the peak of the Seventh Heaven?
