Cultivating Quietly for a Thousand Years
Chapter 648
The Jiang
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Proceed on!
Han Jue instantly made his choice.
The Nether Race was an extremely powerful and important force to him. He should support them. He was still looking forward to nurturing ten thousand Pseudo-Sages to wreak havoc on Chaos!
Han Jue entered the illusion. Opening his eyes, Han Jue came into the dark hall. On both sides stood a huge stone pillar carved with a mysterious ferocious beast. The surface of the stone pillar looked transparent and there was magma surging within it, causing the atmosphere in the hall to become terrifying. Above the sky are dark clouds. It was millions of feet tall, like the world.
Han Jue looked up and saw the ten large stone statues in front of him. The stone statues were sinister and cruel with different postures.
In front of the ten stone statues was a stone staircase that was millions of steps high. Above was an altar that floated high in the sky. At the altar, a burly man with a naked upper body was meditating. His black hair was strung wildly and scattered casually. His muscles were visually impactful, like a human-shaped beast. A line of words appeared in front of Han Jue.
[In Jiang: Great Dao Sage, the leader of the Ancestral Magi, the Immeasurable Emperor, the descendant of Pangu)
Han Ju was surprised. The Ancestral Magi are really alive?
Then, these ten stone statues should be the ten remaining Ancestral Magi! Even Dijun was still alive, so it was normal for Di Jiang to live. In the legends of the Primordial World that Han Jue knew, the Magus Race and the Devil Race were the two strongest races in the world. To fight for supremacy, they stirred up the Immeasurable Disaster. Other than Empress Houtu who had turned into reincarnation, the twelve Ancestral Magi perished along with Dijun and Eastern Emperor Tai Yi. That's very tragic. Now it seems that this history is not true. After all, Han Jue had never experienced that history. Di Jiang suddenly opened his eyes and muttered to himself, "Who intercepted my Magus Race bloodline?"
Di Jiang clamped his finger to conclude, then his expression became strange. "Houtus... Sigh, forget it..." Di Jiang raised his hand to cast a spell. Seeing this, Han Jue finally understood that Di Jiang was restricting the cultivation realm of the Nether Race. As for why ... he doesn't know. The dream is broken.
After returning to the real world, Han Jue touched his chin and thought.
The best way to resolve this matter was to kill Di Jiang. However, Di Jiang did not take revenge on him. He would naturally not do such an immoral thing.
Forget it, I'll wait a little longer.
In any case, Di Jiang contacted Empress Houtu. When the two of them met and he explained the matter, they should be able to remove the cultivation restrictions of the Nether Race.
Han Jue became more emotional.
The pressure on this next generation bloodline was like a cultivator controlled by the Great Dao.
Han Jue also used the bloodline emphasis on Han Tuo, but it was done personally, unlike Di Jiang's methods, which were countless distances. It was unimaginable that he could easily do so.
Thinking about it carefully, Han Jue actually had no way to kill the Great Dao Sage. Chaotic Deity and Cundi previously seemed to have perished, but they had actually faked their deaths, making Han Jue unable to continue targeting them. The only one who died was the Undying Dao, who was severely injured by Ancestor Xitian. It was caused by the combined efforts of him and Ancestor Xitian. Han Jue shook his head and laughed, not thinking about it anymore.
After all, he would surpass the Great Dao Sage sooner or later!
One day, the Great Dao Sage would also become like a chicken or a dog in front of him. He could be killed easily!
The Eternal World, the City of the Human Empire. At the residence, Han Yu was meditating in the courtyard and cultivating. He was wearing a white robe, still emitting the aura of youth. He looked calm and imposing, and his face was changing in time. A figure suddenly appeared in front of him. It was Han Jue's disciple, Long Hao. Long Hao was handsome and looked like an Evil Heavenly Emperor. He stood with Han Yu as if Han Jue was facing him. Han Yu sensed his appearance and asked without opening his eyes, "What's the matter?" Long Hao laughed. “I am preparing to attack the Dragon Palace. Do you want to join? When I control the Dragon Palace, you can choose their divine weapon. You should know that the Dragon Race likes to collect treasures. ”
Han Yu opened his eyes and rolled his eyes at her. He said angrily, “The last time I accompanied you explored the mystic realm, my body was destroyed. You still want to cheat me? ” At this moment, Hao Tian's soul body rose above Long Hao's head. He smiled and said, “Young friend Han Yu, you can't say that. Didn't I give you the best natural treasure?”
A soul body rose above Han Yu's head. This was an existence formed by the negative karma of the Immeasurable Disaster that Han Jue had helped conquer Han Yu, the Disaster Vindictive. “Ck, it's nothing. Han Yu was able to obtain a treasure of the same value as a word in the Human Race!” The Calamity's Vengeful snorted. His tone of voice was very similar to Han Yu. He knew Hao Tian. In the vast negative karma, some ghosts have seen it. The memories were absorbed by the disaster. Hao Tian glared at him. "How can humans compare to the Dragon Race?"
“Ck ck, can that human defeat the Dragon Race? If they fail, the Human Race will suffer!” The two souls began to quarrel. Han Yu felt a headache. He looked at Long Hao and asked, "Should we go?" Long Hao spread his hands. "I don't have a choice. My master has given orders. If I don't finish it, I'm afraid I'll be expelled.” Han Yu asked curiously, “Who is your master? The master of the Zenith Heaven Golden Immortal should be extremely strong, right? At least a Pseudo-Sage?” He was very curious in advance, but Long Hao refused to say it. Long Hao smiled. “Tuanku is a Sage. How about that? Are you relieved by such strong support? ” Han Yu said with disdain, "My master is also a Sage!"
"Your master must prostrate in front of him!"
"Imust be!" Han Yu said angrily as if he was humiliated.
In his heart, Li Daokong was a persistent mighty figure. He was the most arrogant person in the entire Heavenly Dao.
Long Hao chuckled, feeling happier. Stupid kid! He concluded that Han Yu was a descendant of Han Jue, but he did not say so. Han Yu looked very similar to Han Jue. He must be related, that's why he was taken by Li Daokong. Li Daokong did not even tell the truth. He naturally did not dare to interfere, lest he ruin Han Jue's plans. “Alright, I'm serious. Comewith me. I need you, ” Long Hao said solemnly. Han Yu was not weak. He inherited Li Daokong's legacy and rarely met opponents of the same realm. After the Heavenly Dao restarted, the previous Long Hao Dragon Trial had long since perished. There are even fewer old friends. He had previously visited some old friends, and they all wanted to break off from him and not want to follow him. It almost made him angry.
Helpless, he could only look for Han Yu. Long Hao said, “You can tell the Human Emperor about this. The Human Race is currently in a dilemma. If you want to make a name for yourself, you have to take risks. Once I control the Dragon Race, I can help the Human Race. I have the bloodline of the True Dragon Race and I am the Zenith Heaven Golden Immortal. The Four Sea Dragon Kings are no match for me, but I am weak. I need your help to hold back the useless troops of the Dragon Race.”
Of course, this is just bullshit.
He wanted to prove his connection to the Dragon Race.
Han Yu said, "I'll go find the Human Emperor."
"Go, go, go now." Long Hao urged. Han Yu could only move. Two hours later, he appeared in the courtyard. Some people accompanied him. They were all in the upper echelon of the Human Race. The Human Emperor was also among them. The Human Emperor looked to be in his forties. He was not considered handsome, but his eyes were filled with dignity in his black robe.