Chapter 270: The Heavenly Emperor’s Card, Fishing in the Yellow Springs

Chapter 270: The Heavenly Emperor's Card, Fishing in the Yellow Springs

Five years later.

Han Jue opened his eyes and began to detect strong practitioners near Reroll World to avoid any enemy attacks.

Soon after, he saw a line of words.

[Black Prison Demon Lord: Fifth Revolution Immortal Emperor, Demon Court Demon Lord]

Hm?

Fifth Revolution Immortal Emperor!

Han Jue was so frightened that his eyes widened and his whole body trembled.

So strong?

Subconsciously, he took out the heavenly dao token, preparing to ask for help.

Wait!

The other party seemed to be…

Han Jue detected that the Black Prison Demon Lord was right in the Yuqing Sacred Sect…

This fellow is…

Han Jue did not dare to act rashly, afraid of disturbing the other party.

Black Prison Demon Lord, Black Prison…

Could this guy be related to the Black Hell Chicken?

Han Jue thought no more and first conducted a Simulation Trial.

To see if he could win against him.

A long time later.

Han Jue opened his eyes with a solemn expression.

Unable to slay the Black Prison Demon Lord!

The Fifth Revolution Immortal Emperor was indeed very strong!

Han Jue could barely fight the Black Prison Demon Lord to a draw. This was even while going all out; because he feared being ambushed by the Black Prison Demon Lord, he had to terminate the Simulation Trial prematurely.

If they kept fighting, goodness knows how long it would last.

With their magic power, fighting for decades would not be a problem at all.

Han Jue began to worry.

If he couldn't instantly kill the opponent, what should he do?

Run away?

Where to run?

Han Jue frowned tightly.

Han Jue took out the heavenly dao token again to contact Di Taibai.

Unexpectedly, he couldn't get in touch with him!

He had to chase the Enlightenment Sword out and then call upon the name of the Heavenly Emperor.

A long time passed.

The Heavenly Emperor's voice sounded: "What is the matter?"

Han Jue told him about the Black Prison Demon Lord.

"The Black Prison Demon Lord actually came. You don't need to worry. Didn't you adopt a chicken?" the Heavenly Emperor replied.

Han Jue was stunned.

How did the Heavenly Emperor know?

Could it be…

The Heavenly Emperor said, "That's right. The chicken under your command is what We use to hold back the Black Prison Demon Lord. You can let them interact."

Hearing this, Han Jue's expression became weird.

He asked curiously, "How many schemes have you laid out in total?"

"It's not really a scheme, just giving some Face to the Black Hell Phoenix clan. We anticipated that this card would come in handy. As for how to use it, it all depends on fate."

The Heavenly Emperor's words made Han Jue fall silent.

After a while, Han Jue couldn't help asking, "Is there anyone else around me who is your…"

The Heavenly Emperor said, "Indeed there is."

Han Jue's heart skipped a beat.

"It's Hao'er. Actually, you don't need to overthink it. You actively took in all these people; they weren't planted by Us. You seem able to see through their origins. We are also very interested in your methods," the Heavenly Emperor laughed teasingly.

Han Jue smiled awkwardly yet politely.

"Alright, that's it for now. We still have to deal with the Demon Emperor!"

After dropping these words, the Heavenly Emperor said no more.

Han Jue quickly bowed in salute.

Afterwards, Han Jue walked out of the Innate Cave Mansion and instructed the Black Hell Chicken to stroll around the Yuqing Sacred Sect.

Under the pretext of training his courage.

The Black Hell Chicken was full of confidence, feeling that Han Jue looked down on him, and spouted a bunch of big words.

After leaving the Mountain of Bitter Cultivation to Immortality, Han Jue found that this fellow's chicken body kept trembling.

This was true social phobia.

Han Jue thought no more and no longer paid attention to the Black Hell Chicken, lest he alert the enemy.

Arriving at the Yuqing Sacred Sect, many Disciples looked at the Black Hell Chicken. Such a large black chicken looked extraordinary at first glance.

The Black Hell Chicken walked arrogantly on the streets of the inner sect city, extremely nervous inside.

"Master must be watching me. I cannot show cowardice!"

"Goudan can do it, why can't I?"

The Black Hell Chicken constantly cheered itself up in his heart.

Right at this moment, he suddenly bumped into a Disciple.

"You have no eyes when walking! Watch out or Lord Chicken I will slap you to death with one wing!"

The Black Hell Chicken scolded with wide eyes. He raised his head to look at this Disciple, and his chicken heart suddenly trembled.

This Disciple wore the Daoist robe of the Yuqing Sacred Sect, with very long black hair and a handsome yet demonic Face. At first glance, he didn't look like a good person.

"What?"

The Black Hell Chicken cursed angrily. He was at the Loose Immortal cultivation, how could he fear a Mortal?

The demonic Disciple stared at him and said, "Do you still remember your past life?"

The Black Hell Chicken snorted, "Of course I remember. I am a Phoenix!"

The demonic Disciple frowned, staring closely at the Black Hell Chicken.

The Black Hell Chicken felt guilty under that gaze.

He snorted, "Scram!"

After saying that, he bypassed the demonic Disciple and left.

The demonic Disciple turned around, his gaze coldly fixed on the Black Hell Chicken's retreating figure.

Time flew by.

Ten years passed in a flash.

The Black Prison Demon Lord had never attacked the Mountain of Bitter Cultivation to Immortality, nor had he looked for Han Jue.

But the Black Hell Chicken had grown fond of running to the Yuqing Sacred Sect. Han Jue guessed that the Black Hell Chicken and the Black Prison Demon Lord had already hooked up, and estimated that the Black Prison Demon Lord was here specifically to look for the Black Hell Chicken.

However, even so, he could not let his guard down, lest he be ambushed by the Black Prison Demon Lord.

On this day, Han Jue took out the book of misfortune and began to curse the Golden Peng Demon Lord.

He casually clicked on the mail to check.

[Your friend Heavenly Emperor was attacked by your enemy Demon Emperor]

[Your friend Great Divine General was attacked by Demon Race Immortal Emperor] x27

[Your Grand-disciple Murong Qi was attacked by a Demon Saint of the Yao Race, suffering heavy injuries, but fortunately was saved by an Immortal Emperor of the Heavenly Court]

[Your Grand-disciple Fang Liang left the Immortal Realm]

[Your friend Huang Jihao fortuitously encountered your enemy Li Xuan'ao and received his guidance, causing his sword Dao to surge greatly]

[Your friend Immortal God Ji mastered the Yin and Yang Divine Ability, and his Luck surged violently]

[Your Dao Companion Xuan Qingjun mistakenly entered the ancient Dragon Palace]

[Your friend Pan Xin was attacked by a mighty figure and suffered heavy injuries]

The battle situation was tragic!

Even the Heavenly Emperor participated in the great battle. Han Jue couldn't help but mourn for the Demon Emperor in his heart.

Besieged by the Heavenly Court and Buddhism, the Demon Court would find it hard to hold on.

Now it depended on whether the Divine Palace would switch sides and support the Demon Court.

Han Jue noticed that Pan Xin had actually been attacked and even suffered heavy injuries.

Could it be that mysterious master of the tribulation who made a move?

Han Jue contacted Liu Bei in his heart and learned that Pan Xin had already left.

It was good that he left. Although Pan Xin had imparted Divine Ability to him, he still didn't wish to have too much interaction with Pan Xin, so as not to invite unnecessary trouble.

After reading the mail, Han Jue began to ponder while cursing.

The tribulation had already risen, and he truly lacked a sense of security.

No!

He had to find a way to create a life-saving method.

Han Jue thought silently.

At least there must be an alternative place to hide!

Han Jue frowned tightly.

The River of Sword Dao wouldn't do.

It could only be the netherworld!

The netherworld was very large, and the Demon Race and Witch Clan were also hiding there.

Han Jue had an idea.

Ten days later.

With his Primordial Spirit Leaving the Body, he jumped directly into the netherworld.

He concealed his aura, did not look for Meng Po, and instead wandered around the netherworld alone.

The netherworld was like an eternal night, dim and boundless, without living beings, occasionally encountering muddled lone ghosts and wandering spirits.

Han Jue moved forward quickly, his Divine Sense sweeping across all directions.

Along the way, he saw many groups of Ghost Soldiers patrolling, shuttling through the mist, appearing and disappearing unpredictably.

The Ghost Soldiers were very obvious in Han Jue's Divine Sense, unable to hide anywhere. Most of the Ghost Soldiers were only at the Tribulation Transcendence Realm and Mahayana Realm cultivation, not as strong as Han Jue had imagined.

Several hours later.

Han Jue came to the edge of the Yellow Springs. The Yellow Springs was very large, its end could not be found, resembling a boundless ocean.

He stopped in his tracks, his gaze landing on a figure ahead.

The other party was wearing a straw raincoat and fishing.

Fishing in the Yellow Springs?

Han Jue found it strange. The most crucial part was that he couldn't see through the other party's cultivation.

Could it be a mighty figure?

Han Jue subconsciously wanted to bypass him.

"Reincarnation Immortal Emperor, you have finally come."

The Straw Cloak Person suddenly spoke, and these words made Han Jue's footsteps freeze.