Immediately afterwards, what surprised Emperor Zhao was that his father no longer asked himself to leave indifferently, but nodded with a smile, "Yes."

"father!"

Emperor Zhao couldn't help but shout again.

"Get out! I'm not dead again, it's like a mourning cry!"

Zhao Fan almost slapped him up.

"hey-hey."

Emperor Zhao smiled and grabbed his hair.

Zhao Fan looked around and saw that this was the palace where the peak emperor's magic power was transformed. He asked thoughtfully: "Are you waiting for me?"

"Yes, I'm afraid that when I comprehend the martial arts, I don't know if you come out, or you haven't returned for more than 200 million years." Emperor Zhao nodded and said.

"Tao?"

Zhao Fan's puzzled eyes fell on the white-light classic in Emperor Zhao's hand. Even though he didn't know what it was, he felt a higher texture than the Holy Stone of Creation.

"Dad, look at it."

Emperor Zhao directly handed over "Chaos".

Zhao Fan did not reach out to take it, worried that his demonized aura would affect the martial arts scriptures themselves, so he signaled Emperor Zhao to take it and read it to him.

Zhao Fan's eyes glanced page after page, because he was devastated and had not ascended the way to God, so he did not immerse himself in it for tens of millions of years like Emperor Zhao in the past.

Ten breaths.

Zhao Fan finished scanning the content of "Chaos", and nodded and said, "Where did this martial art come from?"

"Gived from Chaos Island."

Emperor Zhao explained the causes and consequences and said, "It should belong to you."

"Now it belongs to you, which means it does not belong to me." Zhao Fan said in a narrow voice: "My request for you is to expire in the five billion years, at least sixth level."

"yes!"

Emperor Zhao almost cried. After many years, he finally heard his father’s request!

In an instant, it was full of motivation.

"Retrieve the hall, I'm leaving." Zhao Fan said expressionlessly.

"Where to go? Go back to the Ancient Gate?"

Emperor Zhao asked subconsciously.

"No."

Zhao Fan shook his head slightly and said, "Go back to Chaos, I captured Anwu alive."

Emperor Zhao understood the meaning of the former and asked, "When will you come back?"

"I don't know, maybe I won't come back."

While Zhao Fan was talking, he threw out thirteen marks and reminded him: "These thirteen people have your brother and your sister, and they are also very important intersections to me. Protect them on my behalf.

.There is another thing. If you find something that can make the strongest invincible reverse the madness, you must get it no matter what, and use it on your Uncle Jianming."

"Um!"

Emperor Zhao nodded without thinking and promised: "I will condense an incarnation here and focus on these marks. If there is any abnormal movement, it will come in an instant, and there will be no mistakes! And Uncle Jianming's affairs are also covered by me,

If I comprehend the sixth level of heaven in "Chaos", I will be 90% sure to reverse his mad state."

After saying that, he ordered the hall to dissipate.

"Tell your mother..." Zhao Fan hesitated for a while, then shook his head and escaped into the chaotic virtual world, "Forget it."

"Dad, my child won't let you down!"

Emperor Zhao looked at the direction where Zhao Fan disappeared. As the peak emperor, he could vaguely sense the other party's position in the Chaos Void Realm, but there was no stop. His eyes were filled with a strong reluctance.
Chapter completed!