Grandfather and Grandson

A hundred million years later.

The blank domain became lively and colorful. It was no longer as pale as before. Countless worlds were distributed. From the Great Dao Supremes to the Zenith Heaven Golden Immortals, they were all creating worlds and adding a hint of vitality to the Endless Era.

In a great world, in an inconspicuous small world among the billions of small worlds.

Under the blue sky, green mountains rose and fell.

Han Jue sat at the edge of the cliff halfway up the mountain. Fog filled the air ahead and the tall mountain opposite was faintly discernible.

The Supreme Treasure on his body shed its divine light. He wore a white robe that fluttered in the wind. His gray hair fluttered in the air. His face was still young and handsome. Coupled with his gray hair, he could be said to have white hair and a youthful look. He had an immortal aura.