Half an hour later.

Just as everyone was eagerly anticipating, the sky resounded with a Voice of Hongmeng.

[The Land of Light and Digital Monster World have been conquered, everyone can go and plunder!]

Chen Lan's voice echoed across the sky, instantly exciting countless people!

"Awesome, I knew it! Xiao Yao Celestial Venerable could definitely do it, brothers, charge!"

"Why are you still talking nonsense, I've already charged ahead, while you're still bragging, the early bird gets the worm!"

"Damn it, wait for me, I also want to grab resources!"

One by one, people couldn't wait any longer, rushing towards those two worlds with enthusiasm.

Both worlds have already been conquered, just waiting for everyone to grab resources.

Cultivators from all over Huaxia are rushing toward those two worlds.

Even those outsiders, those from the Cyan Heaven Immortal Realm, are rushing toward those two worlds.

After all, they are two worlds, and everyone wants to grab a piece of the resources.

...

Xiao Yao Sect.

Sect Leader's Hall.

Chen Lan returned here, sitting down cross-legged.

"Inside Ultraman Noah, there is unexpectedly such rich Time Dao Rhyme and Space Dao Rhyme, truly heaven is helping me."

With a thought, two streams of Dao Rhyme flew out from Dantian, precisely Time and Space Dao Rhyme.

Looking at these two streams of Dao Rhyme, Chen Lan smiled; these streams were extremely powerful, extracted from Ultraman Noah.

He felt that if he could refine these two streams of Dao Rhyme, he might breakthrough to minor accomplishment.

But he didn't hold too much hope, because space and time are extremely difficult, much harder than other great daos; even having Dao Rhyme doesn't guarantee swift refinement.

The further, the harder it gets.

Thinking of this, Chen Lan remembered that old man; he had barely blocked a move from him, but the old man wasn't using his full strength.

How strong was he exactly?

How remarkable must his mastery of the Time Dao be to become the guardian of the River of Time?

These things, Chen Lan did not know, he only knew that he needs to become stronger, with the goal of surpassing that old man.

Chen Lan decided to refine both streams of Dao Rhyme, closed his eyes, and began to comprehend the two great daos.

Time waits for no one, to become stronger requires double the effort.

...

River of Time.

An old man wearing shorts and short sleeves, holding a fishing rod, was fishing at the River of Time.

But there was not a single fish in the river, what was he fishing for?

Yet the next second, he surprisingly hooked something.

Not a fish, but a top-grade innate Spirit Treasure!

The old man didn't even look, he raised an eyebrow slightly, and the innate Spirit Treasure flew back into the river, as he continued to cast the hook without bait into the water.

"I did not expect that kid grows so quickly, it really fulfills what he said back then."

The old man smiled inexplicably, recalling a sunny and cheerful boy standing in front of him holding a sword.

"Master, one day I will become the strongest person in the world."

He nodded with a smile.

But soon, the joyful boy was gone, replaced by a battered man with hands and feet bound, ready to be sent to the lower realm.

"Master, I am unfilial as a disciple, unable to accompany you, but if I survive, I will surely slaughter through this world!"

Before he could act, his most beloved disciple was sent to the lower realm and could never return from there.

Just as he was recalling, a familiar voice echoed.

"Senior, I'm here again, please guide me."

The old man turned to look and found Chen Lan not far away.

Seeing this, his smile froze, his face turned serious.

"This is not a place you can come as you please, leave!"

After saying that, the old man struck out with a palm, Chen Lan's eyes widened, counter-attacked with full strength.

Yet even so, he was blasted back hundreds of thousands of miles before he barely came to a stop.

"So strong, but I won't give up!" Chen Lan shouted, charging up again.

Gathering various Dao Powers, he punched out, endless Dao Power erupted, even space trembled.

"In terms of using the Dao, you're still a bit green before me." The old man spoke expressionlessly.

Similarly, his fist also gathered several daos.

Seeing the Dao Power on the old man's fist, Chen Lan was shocked.

Such terrifying Dao Power; compared to the old man, his was like a glowworm competing with the bright moon, completely incomparable.

These great daos must have reached minor accomplishment and one or two even major accomplishment!

Until now, only his Soul Dao has reached major accomplishment, still utterly incapable of comparing with the old man.

Just as he had thought, as their fists met, he was directly thrown out of the River of Time, vanishing without a trace.

Watching Chen Lan fly away, the old man's lips curled slightly, shaking his head with a wry smile: "That kid, really stubborn, just like in his past life."

"But hope I can help him, I can't do more than this."

...

"Refreshing."

Sect Leader's Hall, Chen Lan wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, discovering his Time Dao has grown some.

It's like while sparring with that old man, some Dao Power flew into him, making him realize something.

"Rest a bit, then find him for another sparring match."

Chen Lan had already made the old man his target, as the saying goes, teaching a disciple may starve the master.

He wanted to learn from the old man, become the old man, and surpass the old man; that's his ultimate goal.

He had no malice toward the old man, just a pure desire to defeat a strong opponent.

This desire to win is also one reason why he gradually became the best in the game.

As long as he plays long enough, he can outlast all other players and become number one.

Chen Lan sat cross-legged, continuing to comprehend other daos.

...

Kunlun Mountain.

An old man lay in a reclining chair, gazing at the azure sky, gently rocking.

Fanning a palm fan, sending refreshing breezes to dispel the summer heat.

Beside the old man, there was a wooden bed, lying on it was a handsome man.

Soon, seemingly bothered by the blaring sunlight, the man gradually awoke, immediately looking at the nearby old man, and in fright, wanted to get up instantly.

But the pain in his body sobered him up, he couldn't move at all, even the slightest move was excruciating.

"Who are you, why am I here, let me go, don't you know who I am?"

The man shouted furiously, trying to scare off the old man.

Unexpectedly, the old man smiled, turned his head, and pointed to the sky: "The sky is clear, the cloud hanging over us will soon disperse, and we can return to how things were."

"What nonsense are you talking, I don't understand!" The man said, puzzled and angry.

"I naturally know who you are, Celestial Court great general, Marshal Tianpeng, who once swept across the Profound Dust Realm with a nine-toothed rake but accidentally offended a great powerhouse, suppressed for hundreds of years."

"Yet that powerhouse seemingly didn't want to harm you, merely wished to rid you of inner turmoil, anger, impulsiveness, greed..."

"Thus gave you a nickname, called Bajie!"

"Have you forgotten me, Bajie?"

With these words, the man's face showed shock and horror, he carefully looked at the old man, blurting out four words.

"Are you Brother Monkey?"

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