Evening.
Han Yuncong, along with his descendants, arrived at Chen Nan's courtyard.
"This old man, Han Yuncong, brings my unworthy descendants to offer apologies to Grandmaster Chen. I hope Grandmaster Chen will appear to grant us an audience," Han Yuncong's voice boomed like a bell as he stood respectfully at the courtyard gate.
A moment later.
Jingang pushed open the door and made an inviting gesture, "Patriarch Han, please come in!"
Seeing Jingang.
Everyone's hearts trembled violently.
A feeling of scalp tingling and chills ran down their spines.
They all knew that Jingang's limbs and cultivation had been crippled by Guo Mo.
Otherwise, Chen Nan would not have personally gone to Changchun Temple to kill Guo Mo.
But...
Who could have imagined.
That a cripple had recovered completely?
It was evident.
Chen Nan's methods were more terrifying than they had imagined.
This also filled Han Yuncong with a sense of relief.
Fortunately, he had come to apologize.
Otherwise, the consequences would have been unthinkable.
He then led his descendants into the courtyard under Jingang's guidance.
At this moment, Chen Nan was sitting under a grape vine, assembling Lego toys with Li Xiang.
"This old man, Han Yuncong, pays his respects to Grandmaster Chen!" Han Yuncong quickly bowed, not daring to look directly at Chen Nan.
Although this man was very young.
Although he was the patriarch of the Han family, controlling a hundred-billion-dollar conglomerate.
Yet in front of this person, he felt an unprecedented pressure.
"Patriarch Han, is there something you need?" Chen Nan asked casually.
"Wretch, why aren't you kneeling?" Han Yuncong glared at Han Fei. After Han Fei knelt down, he said respectfully, "I heard that this unworthy descendant of mine has offended you, so I specifically brought him here to apologize to you."
"I hope you will be magnanimous and overlook his transgression."
"To show our Han family's apology, I have brought a treasure and hope Grandmaster Chen will like it." He then looked at his son, Han Zhen.
Han Zhen held a golden nanmu wood box. When he opened it, a piece of bright red cloth was inside.
This was an heirloom of the Han family.
However.
The Han family did not know its purpose.
They only knew that this thing was extremely mysterious; even sharp blades could not cut it.
Even burning it with fire was not enough to destroy it.
At the same time.
Li Xiang, who had been playing with Lego, suddenly cried out in pain, clutching his head.
It was evident.
He had awakened memories of his past life.
Seeing this, Chen Nan said calmly, "The item is good. You may leave now!"
"Yes, yes, yes!"
Han Yuncong was overjoyed.
He immediately had his son place the wooden box down and then retreated from the courtyard.
In his view.
As long as Chen Nan accepted the Han family's gift, it would be as if everything was settled.
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"Dad Chen, I've seen a lot of unfamiliar memories!" Li Xiang's face was deathly pale, his tender face contorted with ferocity.
He had seen himself drawing dragon tendons.
He had also seen scenes of cutting bone to return to his father and flesh to return to his mother.
Chen Nan said softly, "Those are all memories from your past life. Think of it as a dream!"
Li Xiang nodded solemnly.
Then he sat cross-legged and began to integrate the memories of his past life.
His entire demeanor underwent a profound change.
"Could it be that we really have to find the relics of those heavenly gods from their past lives to activate their past life memories? How long will this take?" Chen Nan transmitted to Qinglong.
"Three hundred and sixty Heavenly Gods!"
"Who can guarantee that they will find all their relics?"
"If they can't find them, won't they be unable to awaken their past life memories?"
Qinglong said, "Don't worry, their items are divine artifacts, and even time cannot destroy them. What you need to do is search for these divine artifacts in the long river of time and help them unlock their past life memories."
"A hundred years!"
"A thousand years!"
"Or even ten thousand years!"
"They can afford to wait."
Chen Nan's lips curved into a bitter smile, "Do you feel that ten thousand years... is really too long?"
"I'm only in my early thirties at most."
"I feel like the past thirty-plus years of my life have been fulfilling."
"If you ask me to live a bland ten thousand years, I'm afraid I won't be able to endure such a long period of time."
Qinglong: "So?"
Chen Nan said calmly, "I plan to go to the Divine Realm to retrieve the Three-Life Stone, so that the reincarnated heavenly gods can recover their past life memories!"
The Three-Life Stone is a divine artifact of the underworld, and in its presence, one can awaken memories of three lifetimes.
However.
Before the invasion of the alien demons, the Three-Life Stone was borrowed by the Jade Emperor.
Coincidentally, the alien demons invaded and occupied the Heavenly Court.
Therefore.
The Three-Life Stone was lost and never returned.
As long as Chen Nan could find the Three-Life Stone, it would save him a lot of time.
It would allow the reincarnated heavenly gods to awaken their past life memories.
"Didn't the Fourth Brother warn you not to ascend to the Divine Realm? Why don't you listen?" Qinglong's tone carried a rare hint of anger, "Chen Nan, I hope you don't act on impulse. You should know what mission you are carrying."
"They can all afford to wait."
"As long as you can rise steadily."
"I don't want you to take risks. Do you understand?"
"Because if something happens to you, the Three Realms will truly be finished!"
Chen Nan silently lit a cigarette, his face showing no emotion, "I understand all that you've said, but... do you know why there are no other cultivators on Earth besides me?"
Qinglong cleared his throat, appearing slightly embarrassed, "You've touched upon my blind spot of knowledge."
Chen Nan: "The Heavenly Dao rules of Earth have long been perfected. It should have entered a new era of cultivation, but that's not the case. Apart from me, no one can become a cultivator."
"The reason for all this is that the Heavenly Dao rules of Earth are secretly resisting the invasion of the alien demons."
"You should know that the alien demons have never stopped attacking Earth."
Qinglong fell silent.
Chen Nan continued, "I don't know if I can find those reincarnated heavenly gods within these ten thousand years, nor do I know if I can help them awaken their past life memories."
"But there is one thing I am very clear about: the alien demons will definitely conquer Earth before I find those heavenly gods, find those reincarnated heavenly gods, and nip them in the bud!"
He thought of the scale, which had been attacked by alien demons back then.
"So."
"Instead of waiting for death, why not take the initiative and attack the Divine Realm, and dismantle the alien demons' influence there?"
Qinglong sighed, "I admit that what you've said makes a lot of sense, but if you leave, who will find those reincarnated heavenly gods?"
Chen Nan looked at Nezha, who was sitting cross-legged, merging memories of his past life, "This guy is extraordinarily talented, brave, and resourceful. He can completely help me guard the divine fire and wait for the reincarnated heavenly gods to arrive."
"And you..."
"You will stay inside Nezha from now on and help him with his strategies!"
Qinglong asked unwillingly, "Do you really intend to go to the Divine Realm?"
Chen Nan's gaze was firm as he looked towards the sky, "Ten thousand years is too long, seize the day!"
"I can't let him fight alone!"
Boom!
Without any warning.
A thunderclap echoed in the sunset.
A milky white light flashed in the void, transforming into a white Dao fruit, crystal clear.
Qinglong screamed, "It's actually a Dao Fruit!"