I Stayed At Home For A Century, When I Emerged I Was Invincible

"Venerable He, what do you think?" Divine Lord Du asked.

Venerable He was a second-generation ancestor of the immortal race. He was the oldest among the four of them. Furthermore,

Even though Venerable He was one of the weaker second-generation ancestors, he was still stronger than the three of them. Furthermore, he had access to more secrets about the chaos than they did.

"It's a good thing, but it's also a bad thing,"

Venerable He had the air of an immortal, like a senior.

"Just say it."

Mo Zun raised his brows. He had clearly dispensed with any form of respect.

Venerable He glanced at him and ignored his behavior.

The brats of the demon race were all arrogant and rude people, so why should he be angry?

He had seen many of these demon b*stards, and most of them were dead.

Due to their arrogance and impulsiveness, the demons were easy to kill.

Those who could survive were all extremely powerful and terrifying existences.

If it was a demon of the same generation as him, Venerable He would retreat or even admit defeat.

Mo Zun was the strongest among these three, but that mattered not to him. After all, these three were still juniors when compared with him.

"The good news is that a great opportunity has probably appeared in the nine zones."

"The bad news is that the situation in the nine zones will no longer unfold as per our expectations. Everything that happens there now is unfamiliar and unpredictable," Venerable He said indifferently.

Mo Zun and the others frowned.

The Great Dao's power of rejection was still present, which meant that they had no access to the great opportunity mentioned, at least not for the time being.

What was even more annoying was that none of their plans and arrangements were working thus far.

"Can the human race send their wisps of consciousness into the nine zones?" Divine Lord Du asked.

"Hmph!" Mo Zun scoffed coldly, "Do you want the humans to have the upper hand?"

"Opportunities depend on one's luck and strength. Even if you are aware of them in advance, you may not be fated with them," Kun Zhen squinted his eyes and said.

"Oh, Kun Zhen, are you willing to let the human race send their wisps of consciousness to investigate?"

Mo Zun laughed coldly.

"There's no harm in that," Kun Zhen nodded and replied.

Both Divine Lord Du and Mo Zun looked at him. Had the races of the Ancient Chaos World and the human race come to some kind of agreement to cooperate?

Venerable He did not say anything. It was as if he was expressing that whether or not the human race's wisps of consciousness descended to the nine zones was irrelevant.

Kun Zhen was calm and composed. The races of the Ancient Chaos World were not afraid of the demon race, the celestial race, and the other races of the nine zones. It was not like they had never fought before.

The races of the Ancient Chaos World did not lack experts.

If they really fought, it was hard to say who would win.

In times of crisis, the races of the Ancient Chaos World were much more united than the races of the nine zones.

With the addition of the human race, it was not impossible for them to gain the upper hand.

The human race still had some strength, without which they would not have survived until today.

Moreover, since the human race was special, they naturally had their own advantages. Perhaps they had already produced an omnipotent expert.

In the eyes of an expert at Kun Zhen's level, an omnipotent expert was one whose Dao path stretched for millions of miles, and had created a world. In other words, a World Creator.

Venerable He's figure moved and disappeared from the spot. There was no point in continuing to watch what was going on.

The rest of the experts also left one after another.

After returning to the immortal race's territory, he was greeted by an expert.

"What did the human race say?"

Venerable He asked.

"Yang can send his wisp of consciousness into the nine zones, but the human race's conditions are a bit harsh," the expert replied.

"What are they asking for?"

"They want the Origin Immortal Technique."

The Origin Immortal Technique was one of the fundamental techniques that was unique to the immortal race.

Venerable He remained silent and did not give an answer immediately.

The human race was very special. They could cultivate all kinds of techniques, regardless of which race it originated from.

That was how the current cultivation system of the human race came about.

Cultivation techniques that were truly created by humans were extremely rare, and not widespread.

For example, the Extreme Dao.

If the Origin Immortal Technique was passed on to the human race, the human race would certainly produce experts similar to the immortal race's. Moreover, they would still be humans instead of joining the immortal race.

Moreover, were those who had cultivated as immortals from the human race completely separated from the human race?

It was hard to say. Perhaps parts of the technique had already been leaked.

"Is there anyone in the human race who has reached the World Creator realm?" Venerable He asked.

"I've only encountered Hong, but not the other two," the expert replied.

Of the ten ancestors of the human race, three had already fallen. Hong was the fourth ancestor, and there were two more before him, who were probably the strongest experts of the human race.

Of course, there was one more person before the ten ancestors of the human race.

However, that person should have died.

If he had not died, his strength would have been extremely terrifying.

"Do you think Hong has reached the World Creator realm?"

Venerable He frowned as he pondered this question.

The fourth ancestor of the human race, Hong, had slaughtered many experts of the various races and fought for a place for the human race to stand.

He definitely could not be underestimated.