Han Jue's consciousness returned to reality. The mighty figures in the hall were still discussing the Eternal Peak. Han Ling was the same.
"That was close…"
Han Jue's expression didn't change, but he was filled with fear.
The Ninth Chaos said something before the dream ended. It was very terrifying!
"Actually, in my opinion, you're more like a Primordial Fiendcelestial. If not for you growing too quickly and all living beings ignoring that you're a prodigy, you would actually be the prodigy most like a Primordial Fiendcelestial. In front of you, any prodigy is mediocre. Unfortunately, you're only a Chaotic Fiendcelestial."
With that, Ninth Chaos removed the dream, not giving Han Jue a chance to explain.
No matter what, this matter was settled.
The Chaotic Consciousness and the Formless Transcendent Deity would not jump out and cause trouble again for the next hundred million years.
