Time flew like a shuttle; another few hundred years passed in the blink of an eye, slipping away quietly.
Deep within the Xuantian Dao Palace, Han Xuanji was sitting cross-legged upon the Chaos Green Lotus, practicing the mastery of Eternal Dao Principle, his aura deep and restrained.
Suddenly, he sensed a change in the entanglement of Karma. It did not come from his Disciples or anyone in the Immortal Realm, but rather a faint connection originating from the Lower Realm, which piqued his interest.
Han Xuanji's thoughts instantly drifted far away. As his cultivation climbed all the way to Perfected Limitless Primordial, Transcendence became easy for him, and his state of mind became like an ancient well without ripples; his emotions were indeed much more indifferent compared to the past.
When he was still in the Mortal Realm, he would occasionally think of his parents and Family from this lifetime. After all, he possessed the complete memories of two lifetimes, and that was his final bond as a "human."
But after his Ascension to the Immortal Realm, it was hard for him to have the leisure to concern himself with mundane affairs.
It was like a human standing on the peak of a high mountain; one rarely notices the life and death of the ants at one's feet.
It was not indifference, but rather the hierarchy and gap that had already destined that there would be no connection.
A one-sided connection would inevitably grow distant and would not last.
Han Xuanji separated a strand of his Divine Thought, piercing through layers of space-time barriers to descend into the Lower Realm.
Where his Divine Thought reached, the entire landscape had changed drastically.
After tens of thousands of years of accumulation, the Grand Void Spirit Realm was no longer what it once was. Because of the demise of the Demon Race and the return of the Heavenly Emperor, the development of countless Spirit Realms had accelerated significantly; Powerful Experts emerged one after another, and the number of those who achieved Ascension was dozens of times greater than in the past.
The "Han Family" had indeed grown into a prominent cultivation Family, but upon closer inspection, this Han Family was not the same Han Family from back then; it was a new clan created by a descendant of his younger sister's lineage.
This was also thanks to the arrangements he made before his Ascension. He had left behind a Demon Race servant at the Ascension Realm who had turned and infiltrated the Han Family, and he had bestowed upon them countless resources, including Advanced cultivation techniques, Flat Peaches, top-grade Medicinal Pills, and Magic Treasures.
The Han Family had been smooth sailing at the beginning, and Han Shou had been dutiful and diligent. The clan had indeed produced many talented Disciples, and some had even successfully achieved a Breakthrough to the Ascension Realm, desiring to achieve Ascension to the Immortal Realm.
It was a pity that the path to Ascension was extremely dangerous. That Han Family Prodigy ultimately vanished into ashes during the Lightning Tribulation, and the clan's savings were exhausted along with him.
From then on, the Han Family declined, and no Powerful Expert could hold up the facade. The resources that Han Xuanji had left behind had long been consumed by the generations.
That guardian, Han Shou, although he was once a Demon Race member at the Ascension Realm, was a demon in his previous life. Even after Reincarnation into the Human Race, his cultivation did not go smoothly once he reached the Late Stage; he stumbled along, and after reaching the Tribulation Transcendence Realm, he was never able to make any further progress.
Eventually, he died in battle while protecting the Han Family during a great war, leaving behind only a wisp of a remnant soul.
From that point on, the development of the Han Family hit the pause button, and it completely declined further, while their former enemies had already come knocking at their door.
In the Han Family ancestral grounds, flames soared into the sky and blood flowed like a river.
The once glorious Han Family had now become a living hell. The few remaining Elders of the clan fought with all their might, but they were ultimately no match for the powerful enemy and all died tragically under the butcher's blade.
Amidst the ruins, a youth covered in blood sat paralyzed on the ground, overcome with grief.
He was Han Yun, the most talented youth of this generation of the Han Family, who had been protected and escorted out by the clan Elders at the cost of their lives, allowing him to survive.
In his hand, Han Yun tightly clutched an ancient-looking ring. It was the ancestral token of the Clan Chief of the Han Family. Rumor had it that it was a treasure left behind by an Old Ancestor of the Han Family, and it had always been the token of the Han Family's Legacy, as well as his only solace now.
"Kid, stop crying."
Just at this moment, a weak voice suddenly rang out in Han Yun's mind.
"Who?"
Han Yun was shocked. He looked up abruptly and glanced around in terror, but he soon realized it was a Divine Thought transmission.
He subconsciously looked at the ring in his hand. He had clearly tested it and it was just an ordinary spatial ring; it was only considered the Han Family's Clan Chief token because it had great historical significance.
"This seat is Han Shou. Do you know who that is?"
The voice rang out again, carrying a trace of vicissitudes and helplessness.
"Old Ancestor Han Shou?"
Han Yun was overjoyed, and a light instantly ignited in his eyes.
In the long river of the Han Family's history, Old Ancestor Han Shou was definitely an indelible existence—without him, there would be no Han Family today.
Old Ancestor Han Shou had been diligent and conscientious his whole life, possessed outstanding talent, and cared deeply for the Family. It was rumored that he had long since fallen, so he never expected that he would still be lingering here.
"I did indeed die, but not completely. A wisp of my remnant soul has survived."
Han Shou's voice carried a sense of powerlessness. Back then, he had been entrusted by Han Xuanji to protect the Han Family.
Unknowingly, this guardianship had lasted for tens of thousands of years.
However, he thought he had failed, because he had self-destructed in a great war several thousand years ago.
Even with the foundation of the Ascension Realm, it was useless. Sometimes, certain Prodigies were just unreasonably powerful.
He had also fought to the death to trade his life for the enemy's, which was the only reason the Han Family survived. As for himself, only a wisp of a remnant soul remained, and because it was the remnant soul of an Ascension Realm expert, its vitality was exceptionally strong.
Come to think of it, this ring was left behind by Han Xuanji back then, and he had taken it to modify it. He hadn't expected it to become his final straw, allowing him to survive until now.
Originally, he had long stopped caring about the rise and fall of the Han Family, intending to let his remnant soul dissipate and return to dust.
But just now, sensing Han Yun's weeping, he had trance-like glimpses of the Han Xuanji from the past in this child. The two were somewhat similar, which stirred his heart, so he decided to appear and intervene.
It was just that... his remnant soul's strength had been greatly damaged, and Han Yun's talent could not be said to be very strong. Even he himself did not know how far he could go.
He felt that if he could extend the life of the Han Family for another thousand years, it would count as fulfilling the promise he made to Han Xuanji back then.
Inside the Xuantian Dao Palace, Han Xuanji watched this scene, and a trace of surprise flashed in his eyes.
In the past, he had only sensed that the Han Family Bloodline in the Lower Realm had not been severed, but he had not paid much attention to it. After all, he was not the babysitter of the Han Family. If there was a destined connection that brought them before him, perhaps he would give them a helping hand; if there was no connection, then so be it.
Han Xuanji looked at this youth who resembled him somewhat, and for some reason, he found him rather pleasing to the eye.
"It's just that he's a bit of a crybaby, unlike me."
Han Xuanji muttered to himself, then took the opportunity to deduce Han Yun's fate, and immediately raised his eyebrows.
This kid was actually a person of great Luck!
Even if he was just a Child of Luck in the Lower Realm, it was truly rare.
One had to know that because Han Xuanji had the System, and was also a Destiny Void Physique, which was extremely rare, his Luck was unique; others could not touch it at all, let alone share it.
In other words, it was absolutely impossible for his relatives to ascend to heaven and gain from his glory just because he was invincible in the world. It was truly a miracle that this Han Yun could still possess such vigorous Luck at a time when his Family was being destroyed. Moreover, he had already calculated it; there was no interference from outsiders in this Karma, and it was all the development of fate.
"Holding Lu Fan's script, this is quite interesting."
Han Xuanji watched for a moment, then withdrew his Divine Thought and did not continue to pay attention.
He just kept it in mind: if this kid could survive, he might be worth paying attention to in the future. He currently had no rivals in the Chaos, and was even about to leave the Chaos; perhaps he could also give the Han Family a helping hand.
As for his parents and younger sister from this lifetime, he had previously intentionally given them a portion of Luck, allowing their subsequent Reincarnations to be smooth sailing, so that even if they did not embark on the path of cultivation, they would not die in vain.
His thoughts returned to himself, and Han Xuanji frowned. In these few hundred years, although he had made some progress in his cultivation of Eternal Dao Principle, the progress was really not much.
The Origins of Chaos, Fate, Time and Space had long been completely refined by him, but even so, he had only touched a trace of the Eternal Dao Principle. He was still separated by a chasm from the true Eternal Dao Master Realm, and a Breakthrough seemed to be somewhat remote for him.