Chapter 427: The Jade Emperor Falls, Self-Formed Heavenly Dao

Chapter 427: The Jade Emperor Falls, Self-Formed Heavenly Dao

Hearing Fang Liang's words, Li Xuan'ao's expression instantly turned ashen, as if he had been struck in a painful spot.

He had actually questioned it before as well, but receiving no response, he could only let the matter drop.

Li Xuan'ao and Li Daokong had already entered the calamity; even if they wanted to withdraw, it was already too late.

Li Daokong slowly spoke, "I wonder if Your Majesty is fighting for yourself, or fighting for the Saints?"

Fang Liang chuckled and said, "Why ask so clearly? The two of you have always stayed under the protection of the Human Sect, growing up without truly experiencing hardships. As for what I want, you can actually feel it for yourselves."

Li Daokong frowned.

Li Xuan'ao was angered and directly drew his sword, saying, "Fang Liang, you really are getting full of yourself. Do you truly think the two of us Senior and Junior Brothers are your subordinates?"

Fang Liang shook his head and said, "Have I not shown enough respect to the two of you? It is simply that this involves the Saints' schemes, and I am not qualified to discuss them recklessly."

Li Daokong turned and left, "Junior Brother, let us go."

Li Xuan'ao glared at Fang Liang and followed him away.

After the two left, all smiles vanished from Fang Liang's face. His hands tightly clenched inside his sleeves, and it was unknown what he was thinking.

…

Ten years later.

The Hidden Sect's century grand competition had just concluded. Among Han Jue's Disciples, still no one could defeat Li Yao.

Jiang Yi had fought a match with Li Yao, and they engaged in a fierce battle for a long time.

After this battle, Jiang Yi could no longer remain calm.

He was the Golden Crow Divine Clan's number one Prodigy; how could he be surpassed by a younger generation?

Most crucially, the other party was merely a woman.

Xing Hongxuan did not participate in the grand competition, but she was astounded by the Simulation Trial, and she was filled with curiosity about Han Jue's cultivation.

Such a Divine Ability was something she had never witnessed even in the Human Race Holy Land.

She had previously heard that Han Jue had already attained the Grand Unity Golden Immortal.

Such a speed…

It was simply too preposterous!

Xing Hongxuan was already a Prodigy, but she was well aware that Han Jue's age was even younger than hers.

When the two first met, Han Jue was merely a youth.

Han Jue did not pay attention to this century grand competition. The matter was organized by Murong Qi, and there were no special rewards, yet everyone in the Hidden Sect looked forward to it immensely.

On this day.

Han Jue stopped cultivating, took out the book of misfortune, and while cursing, checked his mail.

The war between the Human Race and the Heavenly Court was still ongoing, and it was temporarily impossible to tell who would win or lose.

Li Daokong was still stubbornly grinding against Jiang Dugu, and he himself had even been heavily injured once.

Han Jue could not understand the thoughts of the Human Sect Cultivators; it seemed that fighting their own people made them even more excited.

This time, Han Jue planned to use fifty billion years of his lifespan to curse Jade Emperor Zhou Yan.

As a result, Han Jue's lifespan had only dropped to four hundred billion years when he saw a piece of mail.

[Your enemy Jade Emperor Zhou Yan suffered an attack of Karma on his Divine Soul due to your curse, causing his magic power to riot. His very last trace of willpower was devoured by heavenly demons, and his body and soul perished.]

He finally died?

Han Jue hurriedly brought up his interpersonal relationships to check, and Jade Emperor Zhou Yan's avatar had completely vanished.

He couldn't help but heave a sigh of relief.

Another six-star hater had been done in by him.

This was the path of cultivation—rather a Fellow Daoist die than oneself suffer!

Han Jue chanted a passage of the Great Sun Tathagata Mantra, considering it a deliverance for Jade Emperor Zhou Yan.

Although Jade Emperor Zhou Yan's body and soul had already been completely destroyed, doing this would make Han Jue feel better in his heart.

After all, this was a mighty figure, a Boundless Great Emperor, a terrifying existence that shook both ancient and modern times!

Dying under circumstances where no one knew, Han Jue felt a little apologetic towards him.

This fellow's guilt did not last very long.

There was still one more person.

Da Jiutian!

Continue cursing!

Five days later, Han Jue put down the book of misfortune and continued to Cultivate, making a breakthrough towards the Grand Unity Golden Immortal Realm Middle Stage.

At the same time, the two balls of Fiendcelestial Qi within his body were continuously absorbing the Primordial Qi within the Star Universe.

Aside from the Reroll World, life had yet to be born on these stars, acting like a storage warehouse for magic power.

Han Jue had an idea.

If this patch of the Star Universe were to naturally form a Universe of living beings of its own, wouldn't he become the Heavenly Dao?

Was there a possibility that the so-called Chaos itself was the interior of some unimaginable existence's body?

Upon thinking of this possibility, Han Jue could not help but feel chilled to the bone.

Just how strong would such an existence have to be?

As a Grand Unity Golden Immortal, Han Jue was far from being merely powerful; he could also see through numerous Heavenly Dao rules, Karma, and destinies. Yet, he could not sense what lay beyond the Heavenly Dao. It was like the Dark Forbidden Zone—once it involved anything outside the Heavenly Dao, he could sense nothing at all.

This was the gap in Realms.

Perhaps once he Attained the Dao and became a Saint, he would be able to sense the existences beyond the Heavenly Dao.

It was said that the Guixu Divine Realm was hidden within the Dark Forbidden Zone, yet Han Jue had still never encountered the Guixu Divine Realm.

…

Immortal Realm, Human Race.

On an altar, Zhou Fan stood proudly, thunderclouds rolling in the sky to form a magnificent yet terrifying giant vortex.

Mo Fuchou and a group of Human Race prodigies stood below the platform, discussing animatedly.

"Brother Zhou is truly formidable, actually being able to stir the Heavenly Dao."

"It is said that he has already obtained a Human Emperor's Legacy, though I wonder which Human Emperor it is."

"This is a prosperous era for the Human Race. With the Legacies of successive Human Emperors emerging all at once, we will definitely be able to defeat the Heavenly Court."

"Sigh, ten million people just died on the Seventh Layer Heaven battlefield; it is too tragic."

"Could it be that both sides cannot just talk things out?"

"There is no talking it out. It is said that the Saints want to change the protagonist of the Heavenly Dao, and our Human Race has been discarded."

Listening to the discussions of the prodigies, Mo Fuchou could not help but shake his head.

In the great war between the Human Race and the Heavenly Court, he could not clearly say who was right or who was wrong, but both sides harbored their own ambitions.

Having fought to this extent, who was right and who was wrong no longer mattered.

Zhou Fan suddenly turned to look at Mo Fuchou, smiling as he said, "Brother Mo, what do you think of this power of the Heavenly Dao? Can it surpass Han Jue?"

He then raised his right hand, the Heavenly Dao thunder intertwining entirely within his palm.

At this moment, he was like a deity.

Mo Fuchou smiled and said, "Why are you always obsessed with winning against him? You have obtained so many Opportunities while he has always been in seclusion. To keep obsessing over him is a bit like bullying someone."

Zhou Fan was already an Immortal Emperor, with few rivals in the Emperor Realm. No matter how strong Han Jue's natural talent was, constantly staying in seclusion—how could he compare to Zhou Fan?

"For some reason, I always feel that I am still not his match." Zhou Fan shook his head and smiled.

He felt that he had been tormented to the point of developing a problem.

Aside from Han Jue, no matter who he faced, even ancient mighty figures, he was full of confidence. Yet every time he thought of Han Jue, he inexplicably lost all confidence.

Mo Fuchou did not pick up the conversation, instead looking toward the rolling thunderclouds above, a trace of envy leaking from his eyes.

He also wished to be like Zhou Fan, but alas, his Luck was inferior to Zhou Fan's, nor was he as ruthless as Zhou Fan.

Once, an Opportunity had appeared before the two of them, and both endured the agony together. He retreated first, while Zhou Fan gritted his teeth and endured to the end, ultimately obtaining that Legacy.

After that, Mo Fuchou understood that he could never catch up to Zhou Fan.

He was also filled with anticipation for Zhou Fan; as long as he survived this Immeasurable Calamity, Zhou Fan would definitely rise.

By then, the two of them would be able to realize their grand ambitions.

At that moment, a figure flew over on a sword, their powerful Aura directly scattering the Heavenly Dao thunderclouds. Everyone turned to look.

"It is Zhao Xuanyuan!"

Someone exclaimed in shock. As soon as this name was uttered, everyone grew nervous.

Zhou Fan turned to look, his brow furrowing.

Zhao Xuanyuan was handsome and extraordinary, resembling an immortal banished to the mortal world, possessing an ethereal and graceful bearing.

He arrived above Zhou Fan's head and looked down patronizingly, saying, "You, come out with me on a trip; I am bestowing an Opportunity upon you."