Chapter 238 Sleeping
Buzz, buzz, buzz—the dull and long roar echoed between heaven and earth, like the lingering sound of an ancient war drum, traveling through endless time and awakening dormant ancient memories. This sound is both a remembrance of past glory and a warning of the unknown future.

The Cemetery of Gods and Demons, a land that had witnessed the fall of countless heroes, was now shrouded in a mysterious and solemn atmosphere. Above the cemetery, dark clouds covered the sky, lightning flashed, and two huge beings that were thousands of feet tall were like ancient guardian gods, quietly floating in the void, facing each other from a distance, and their existence made the entire space tremble.

The wheel, one side is pure black, the other side is flawless white, each carrying the breath of life and death. These two opposite but mutually reinforcing forces have reached a delicate balance in the slow rotation of the wheel. Every rotation seems to be a microcosm of the cycle of life and death. The countless tombstones in the cemetery seem to feel the call of this power, trembling slightly, and emitting a low resonance, as if thousands of heroic spirits are whispering, telling the glory and regret of the past.

At the same time, a fruit that shone with strange light, the Shining Fruit, slowly rotated in the air. Around it was a mother energy from the beginning of the universe and the chaotic Hongmeng energy. These primitive and powerful energies gradually gathered and evolved into a gorgeous Tai Chi diagram. In this Tai Chi diagram, photons seemed to be given life, weaving a series of strange scenes, including mountains and rivers, stars and seas, and all living things. Each picture contained the mystery of the universe and the true meaning of life.

Suddenly, the sky seemed unable to withstand this tremendous force, and cracks began to appear. The void was like a torn scroll, and dark cracks spread out, foreshadowing that an unprecedented change was about to occur.

Chen Nan, Yu Xin and other strong men, their eyes were filled with shock and expectation, and they closely watched the movements of the two behemoths. Under their gaze, the black and white roulette wheel, the rotating Shining Fruit and the Tai Chi diagram seemed to be pulled by some irresistible force, slowly approaching each other.

Chi, chi, chi! With a sharp friction sound, the black and white energy on the roulette wheel seemed to have its own will, transforming into two huge and ferocious dragons and snakes. They opened their bloody mouths and roared towards the Shining Fruit and the Tai Chi Diagram, trying to swallow these two treasures into their stomachs with an attitude of swallowing everything.

However, at this critical moment, the Shining Fruit shook slightly, releasing an indescribable golden light. In this light, a slender but indestructible golden spear appeared silently. With a sound of breaking through the air, it instantly penetrated the body of the dragon and snake, strangling the ferocious beast that intended to devour everything invisibly, leaving behind a brilliant and sacred light that illuminated the entire God and Demon Cemetery.

"Are you really going to force me to do it myself?" Although the words were calm and indifferent, they were like the long ringing of an ancient bell, echoing in the vast sky. In the huge fruit, Jiang Han's figure was looming, and he was surrounded by a majesty that should not be underestimated.

Rumble - ancient war drums seemed to sound between heaven and earth. The black and white energies intertwined and surged, like the beginning of chaos. Driven by this tremendous force, the rotation speed of the Life and Death Disk increased sharply. The light flickered on it, and the meanings of life and death intertwined, reflecting that the surrounding void seemed to tremble.

"Oh, never mind. I really can't be your match. Why bother with fighting to the death and getting covered in scars. Just do as you please." These words revealed a bit of helplessness and open-mindedness. The breath of the Life and Death Disk suddenly became deeper and more terrifying, soaring into the sky. However, when the climax of the life and death contest was about to come, the voice of the old gravekeeper sounded again, with a hint of imperceptible regret and unwillingness.

Afterwards, under the expectant and curious gazes of Chen Nan and the Purple Gold Dragon, the hovering object that symbolized the law of life and death slowly shrank, and finally turned into the original appearance of the gravekeeper, as if everything was just his illusion game.

At the same time, the huge fruit that shone with strange light, and the Tai Chi diagram that contained endless mysteries, all disappeared in an instant. Jiang Han stood with his hands behind his back, and slowly descended from the sky, his expression full of detachment and indifference, as if everything in the world was under his control.

"Are you going to admit defeat just at the beginning? You're really bringing shame to a strong man!" The Purple Gold Dragon raised the corner of his mouth slightly, his eyes full of disdain, and sneered at the old gravekeeper, his words full of sarcasm.

Chen Nan couldn't help but look at the old gravekeeper with a complicated look in his eyes. It seemed that at this moment, he had a new understanding of this seemingly ordinary yet mysterious old man. The other's otherworldly behavior forced him to re-examine the gravekeeper's true identity and the story behind it.

"I want to see what methods you have to make so many strong people willing to step into your insignificant little world, sit around a table, and watch the changing situation together!" The old gravekeeper angrily threw down the mottled crutches in his hand. In his cold snort, the word "please" was deliberately stretched out, as if it contained endless ridicule and challenge.

“Old senior, you may rest assured. In this world, any hero who has set foot on the heavenly steps, no matter where they are or what kind of pride they have in their hearts, will be able to escape the invitation of fate. Not even the distant and mysterious third realm is an exception.” Jiang Han’s face was calm, his eyes as sharp as torches, staring directly at the old gravekeeper, and then lightly tapped the world seed next to him that contained endless possibilities. The meaning was self-evident, everything was under control.

"Hmph, then I will wait for good news and see if I can wait for the arrival of the legendary Demon Lord in that little world and solve the mystery that has been in my heart for many years!" The old gravekeeper half-closed his eyes, his eyes showing both expectation and provocation, as if he was testing Jiang Han's determination and ability.

Jiang Han smiled faintly, his gentle manner revealing unquestionable confidence: "Not only limited to the Demon Lord, the people and things you think about, the time that has passed, the old friends you have missed, will have the opportunity to meet again in that world. What I promised will not let you down."

"Boy, I hope your strength is as indestructible as your bold words, otherwise, everything is nothing but illusions and empty talk!" The gravekeeper waved his sleeves, his anger was like a strong wind blowing up fallen leaves, his figure turned into a stream of light, with full of unwillingness and expectation, he resolutely rushed into the world seed that seemed ordinary but contained infinite mysteries, leaving only the sound of his sleeves fluttering, echoing in the air for a long time.

"Dugu Xiaoxuan, have you ever thought about where in the world can be your safe haven under my ever-following gaze?" Suddenly, Jiang Han's steady and calm voice sounded again, as if he had transcended the constraints of time and space. Then, he gently waved his wrist and sent a ray of golden ripples toward the western sky. This golden ripple seemed to have the power to open up the world. Wherever it passed, the void seemed to be gently moved, revealing a subtle tremor. Then, the western sky seemed to be gently opened by an invisible hand, and the figure of a woman slowly emerged in this strange wave.

The woman was wearing a deep and mysterious purple dress, which seemed to contain the radiance of moonlight, making her look graceful and elegant. Her every move revealed an otherworldly and lively temperament, as if she was the Lady of the Nine Heavens who had strayed into the mortal world.

"Oh, it's been a long time." Dugu Xiaoxuan's voice was as clear as a silver bell, with a bit of playfulness and provocation. This extremely pleasant laughter echoed in the Cemetery of Gods and Demons, like the sound of nature, which made people feel relaxed and happy.

"Do you intend to take the initiative to step into that endless mysterious realm, or do you need me to personally lead you into my little world?" Jiang Han lightly pointed his finger at the world seed floating in the air. His eyes swept over Dugu Xiaoxuan indifferently, and his tone revealed unquestionable majesty.

Facing Jiang Han's request, Dugu Xiaoxuan, who was known as a goddess and had an expression of great elegance, had a flash of resentment in her eyes. She walked gracefully in front of Jiang Han, putting on a flattering smile, trying to overcome the hardness with the softness. "Senior, how can you force me to do something so difficult? I'm still looking for my father who has been missing for many years. You can't treat me like this."

Although she was full of dissatisfaction and anger, Dugu Xiaoxuan knew very well that the old man guarding the cemetery was unfathomable in strength. Even he was forced to enter that mysterious little world. If she really wanted to confront him head-on, she would probably be unable to match him.

"Time passes slowly, but you still haven't found any trace of him. In my opinion, why don't you put everything aside for now and take a short rest in my world. Maybe soon, you and your father will be able to meet again in this world." Jiang Han's words were still cold, without any emotional fluctuations, and seemed extremely resolute.

"Haha, it seems that you are determined not to give me face! However, I, Dugu Xiaoxuan, will not be as easily subdued as that old gravekeeper. Even if I know I can't win, I will still fight hard!" Hearing Jiang Han's tough attitude, Dugu Xiaoxuan's face instantly turned gloomy, and her mood changed as quickly as a summer rainstorm.

"Do you think there is any meaning in doing this?" Jiang Han's face remained calm, as if all the troubles in the world could not touch him at all.

"Yin and Yang are in disorder, chaos is returning to the abyss, the ancient curse of sealing demons! The seal of sealing demons!" Dugu Xiaoxuan snorted coldly, and then quickly uttered a series of cold and ancient syllables. As these syllables echoed, countless glowing "curse" and "seal" symbols suddenly appeared inexplicably above the God and Demon Cemetery. They gathered into a powerful force in a low humming sound, rushing straight to where Jiang Han was, vowing to suppress him.

Jiang Han shook his head gently, a hint of helplessness flashed across his brows, but he didn't speak in the end, as if all the words he wanted to say had turned into silent silence. He raised his arm, his movements were leisurely and natural, like flowing clouds and water, his palm facing up, and a vast and majestic aura surged out of his body. In an instant, a dazzling golden palm condensed and formed in his hand, the golden light was shining, as dazzling as the sun, and the light gathered in the palm of his hand, forming a gorgeous sea of ​​light.

The golden palm swung down suddenly, and the space seemed to solidify at this moment. With a loud "bang", those densely packed, overwhelming golden characters seemed to have encountered an invisible storm. They were instantly shattered by the tremendous force, turning into specks of light and dissipating into the void.

Then, Jiang Han's eyes fell gently and firmly on Dugu Xiaoxuan, who was glaring with anger, her face full of disbelief and anger. He stretched out his hand lightly, as if he was holding not only a person, but the weight of the whole world. In that light grip, Dugu Xiaoxuan's petite body was easily captured by him. Her struggle seemed so weak, like a butterfly caught in a spider web, no matter how it flapped its wings, it was difficult to escape the delicate and powerful bondage.

"You damned fellow! Let me out!" Dugu Xiaoxuan's voice was sharp and indignant, piercing the air like an arrow, filled with resentment and anger. Her voice echoed in the void, stirring up ripples, but the shout was soon swallowed up by the mysterious power surging around, gradually weakening until it completely disappeared in the boundless silence.

As Dugu Xiaoxuan's last protest faded, Jiang Han sent her into the world seed that contained endless possibilities without hesitation. At that moment, circles of soft light appeared on the surface of the world seed, as if it accepted new life, and as if it was whispering, promising infinite possibilities in the future. Jiang Han stood quietly in place, with complex emotions flashing in his eyes, both resolute and slightly sad, as if this action was both protection and a farewell in a sense.

In the ancient and mysterious land of Tianyuan Continent, the magnificent building of the Church of Light stands like a guardian god, and deep underground, there is an unknown secret hidden - the thirteenth level of hell. This is a world far away from the light of the world and embraced by the eternal night. In the inky black environment, even the slightest outline is lost in the endless darkness, as if even the air is dyed with the color of the night. The air is filled with not only coldness, but also a kind of sinister aura that can penetrate the bone marrow. They wander silently, weaving a heart-pounding gloomy atmosphere, as if every step forward is approaching the abyss of unknown fear.

However, in this hopeless place, when Jiang Han and his companions quietly appeared, everything changed subtly. The holy power they carried, like the first ray of sunlight at dawn, pierced the silent darkness. The light elements seemed to be summoned, gathering from all directions, turning into brilliant rays of light, instantly illuminating the entire space. The darkness retreated, and the vision suddenly became clear. What appeared before everyone was a vast and boundless strange scene - a grassland with no end, but unlike the emerald green in the world, the grass here was deep black, like the thickest ink under the night sky, spreading out, both weird and fascinating.

(End of this chapter)