Although the family members were reluctant to leave this, they also knew that Dongfang Yao could not always bend on the earth.

The earth is very big for them, but it is too small for Dongfang Yao.

.........

The prehistoric world.

Over the East China Sea.

"Tear!" A crack appeared in the void, and Dongfang Yao appeared here with his wives.

Ninety millions of creatures in the prehistoric world knew that Dongfang Yao was back at this moment.

With a slight feeling, Dongfang Yao covered the three realms with one thought and also learned a lot about what happened in the three realms.

"I didn't expect that ten years of the earth will pass 80,000 years in the prehistoric world." Dongfang Yao murmured.

The starry sky on Earth is in the same universe as the prehistoric world, but it has a different time flow rate.

Time in the prehistoric world seems to be faster.

It was only thirteen years since I died, and only thirteen years on earth, and hundreds of thousands of years in the prehistoric world.

Now, eighty thousand years have passed since my departure in the prehistoric world.

At the same time, what happened in the three realms was also perceived by Dongfang Yao.

"Madam, I'll give you a great gift to you later." Dongfang Yao said mysteriously at the wives.

"Hmm? Gift?"

The women showed doubts on their faces. What would it be called a gift by Dongfang Yao?

"boom!"

I saw Dongfang Yao grabbing the void, and a rich purple aura descended from the heavenly way, covering Dongfang Yao.

A vast wave was generated from Dongfang Yao's hand, and suddenly a stream of purple air condensed and compressed, and finally turned into something like a cloud.

"Is this... Hongmeng purple qi?" Qing Ming saw at a glance what the purple qi was.

Hearing this, all the girls opened their mouths in surprise.

One, two, three... until nine, the purple air dissipated.

"It is difficult for Hongmeng purple qi to become a saint, so it is difficult to escape from the heavenly way to reach the heavenly way, right?" Qing Ming said subconsciously.

At the same time, he murmured in a low voice, "Didn't this thing become a puppet of the way of heaven?"

The girls also nodded. They all knew that refining Hongmeng purple qi is indeed the most convenient shortcut to becoming a saint, but have you seen that the saints of the prehistoric world have not made any breakthroughs for many years?

Only one Taoist ancestor has broken through the Heavenly Realm with his body, and it is the weakest Heavenly Realm.

"No, no." Dongfang Yao shook his head and looked at Qing Ming, "This is just a means. In the end, you still have to realize the Tao, comprehend the Great Way, create your own Tao, and then break through after reaching perfection."

This is how Dongfang Yao came here. He was very broad and naturally said light.

"My husband, let's forget it. Anyway, with you and Sister Qingming here, it doesn't matter whether we become a saint or not?" said the fairy in red.

"Oh..." Hou Tu shook his head, "My soul is born incomplete, so it is impossible to break through to a saint. Besides, it is so difficult for us to produce descendants without breaking through. If we break through, wouldn't we be the queen, you will be the queen?"

Listening to Houtu's words, the rest of the people also smiled.

The imperial concubine also spoke, "My husband, please keep this purple air, and give it to your disciples, or redistribute it in the future. We still want to have a child..."

Hearing this, Dongfang Yao was stunned.

Yes, it’s all because of my genes that are too strong and it’s difficult to produce offspring.

During the ten years on Earth, Dongfang Yao also worked hard and rarely rested, but his elder brother had several, and he couldn't give birth to a child.

"Okay." Dongfang Yao nodded.

He knew that his wives also wanted to have a child, and women were born to be emotional creatures.

"Husband, I want to go back to heaven to see my father." Fairy Zixia thought for a while, and looked at Dongfang Yao and spoke.

The other fairies also looked at Dongfang Yao. Now that 80,000 years have passed, I believe the Jade Emperor and the Queen Mother are also worried about them.

"Natural." Dongfang Yao nodded, "You go and spend more time with the Jade Emperor. I believe my father-in-law misses you too."

Upon hearing this, the seven fairies all showed joy on their faces. After saying hello to the imperial concubines, Qingming and Houtu, they stepped on the clouds and headed towards the heavenly court.

"My husband, I also want to see the Hui tribe." Qing Ming spoke.

"Um."

Finally, Qingming flew towards the Demon Realm Continent deep in the East China Sea.

The imperial concubine was no exception, heading towards the original Hunyuan Sect Temple, while Houtu was heading towards the underworld.

For 80,000 years, they all wanted to see people related to them.

After putting away the purple air of Hongmeng, Dongfang Yao looked at the chaotic void and a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

As soon as he arrived, he felt the breath of Hongjun Daozu.

"Brush!" Dongfang Yao's body moved and disappeared over the East China Sea.

Dongfang Yao’s cultivation is incredible. Now, just one thought can reverse the long river of time. It is not an exaggeration to say that it is even more ancient.

Dongfang Yao had the intention to cover up his breath, so that no one in the prehistoric world felt any breath.

Of course, after the appearance of the Seven Fairies and others, the saints of the prehistoric world were sensing this.

God, here we are back!

Dongfang Yao is the god of billions of creatures in the prehistoric world, and the supreme god.

Zixiao Palace is still floating in the chaotic void, and the fire, water and wind formation outside the palace appears. Non-saint existence will die if it touches it.

Dongfang Yao appeared in front of Zixiao Palace, and smiled slightly at the already-appearing Zixiao Palace.

"Brother Dongfang, please come quickly." Hongjun Daozu's voice revealed a strong surprise. When the voice sounded, Hongjun Daozu had already appeared in front of Zixiao Palace.

Just now, Hongjun Daozu felt his heart tremble inadvertently, and he looked at the outside world.

At this time, Hongjun Daozu couldn't sit still. Dongfang Yao, wearing a black robe, was standing outside Zixiao Palace and staring at him.

Hongjun Daozu woke up 30,000 years ago and his injuries were healed.

Although he was in seclusion, he knew very clearly what happened in the three realms.

Looking at the way of heaven that was more perfect and powerful than before, Hongjun Daozu deeply felt the power of Dongfang Yao.

Theoretically speaking, he and Dongfang Yao’s realm of Heavenly Dao are not the same realm of Heavenly Dao.

He is taking advantage of the tricks and adapting to the way of heaven with his body, and he is the way of heaven. Basically, he is still related to the way of heaven.

Dongfang Yao completely got rid of the way of heaven and could modify the way of heaven in one thought, which was different from him.

Dongfang Yao mastered the foundation of the three thousand great ways, and was above the heavenly way.

To put it bluntly, even if Dongfang Yao is at the first level of the Heavenly Dao Realm, he can crush him at the third level.

Not to mention, Dongfang Yao has reached a level that Hongjun Daozu cannot see through.

"Fellow Daoist looks good." Dongfang Yao said with a smile when he saw Hongjun Daozu.

"I dare not, but I can only recover from my injuries with the help of Brother Dongfang, the old Taoist. "Hong Jun Daozu was extremely humble and did not have the stance of the Taoist ancestor at all.

"Brother Dao, please." Hongjun Daozu invited him, and Dongfang Yao was not polite, so he stepped in.
Chapter completed!