Chapter 472: Celestial Venerable’s Lecture, Ten Thousand Years Old

Chapter 472: Celestial Venerable's Lecture, Ten Thousand Years Old

Grand Unity Golden Immortal Realm Perfection, so strong!

The foundation of the Chan Sect is truly profound; it wasn't shown before, they really know how to endure.

Han Jue looked at Black Hell Chicken and the others, asking: "You guys got captured?"

Bathed in divine light, Han Jue looked like a descending creator deity, his image full of visual impact.

Black Hell Chicken said indignantly: "Master, someone captured us for no reason and wants to make us slaves!"

Seeing Han Jue appear, Jiang Yi and the others couldn't help but heave a sigh of relief.

Today, in their hearts, Han Jue was already an existence comparable to a Saint. As long as he appeared, danger would definitely be resolved.

"Hmm? First Revolution Immortal Emperor? No, the Magic Treasure on you is not simple!"

A voice followed, which was precisely the voice of Tantiange.

Han Jue said: "A mere Grand Unity Golden Immortal wants to take my people? Let them go, and I can pretend this matter never happened."

Tantiange huffed: "Your Excellency is truly arrogant. Break my Divine Ability first and we'll talk!"

Han Jue raised his hand and extended the middle finger of his right hand.

A streak of Sword Qi suddenly shot out!

Heaven and Earth Profound Yellow World-Breaking Sword Finger!

A single finger shatters the firmament!

The light hole above was torn apart, and the darkness surrounding the open space shattered along with it, resembling paper being burned by raging flames.

Han Jue and the others subsequently descended, landing on a hillside.

They looked up and saw Tantiange standing on a white cloud.

This person wore a Daoist robe, his eyebrows curved upwards like scimitars, his eyes were narrow and long, and his facial features appeared even more gloomy and fierce.

Tantiange stared fixedly at Han Jue, asking in a deep voice: "Who is Your Excellency?"

[Tantiange has developed hatred towards you, current hatred degree is 5 stars]

5 stars!

Close to irreconcilable!

Very well, you're done for!

Han Jue didn't care which sect the other party came from; Saints couldn't enter the Immortal Realm anyway, what was there to fear?

Han Jue smiled and said: "Who am I? I'm afraid saying it might scare you to death!"

Tantiange frowned and pressed further: "Speak…"

Above Han Jue's head, the Tiangang Demon God Dharma Idol suddenly condensed. Before the Dharma Idol could even take form, it punched toward the horizon.

The terrifying force pressed down so hard that the firmament distorted violently, as if it could collapse at any moment.

Tantiange didn't have time to react at all; he was directly crushed to pieces by the fist wind of the Heavenly Dipper Demon God, his body and soul destroyed.

The Heavenly Dipper Demon God subsequently dissipated, with such speed that Jiang Yi and the others didn't even have time to react.

In their eyes, a gust of strong wind suddenly swept up, and Tantiange was gone.

Jiang Yi felt a chill in his heart, recalling the scene where he challenged Han Jue within the Simulation Trial.

Han Jue withdrew his hand, pulled up his interpersonal relationships to check, and found that Tantiange's portrait was still there. It seemed this fellow had left behind a life-saving method, presumably a Soul Clone left in the Chan Sect.

Han Jue turned back to look at Jiang Yi and the others, saying: "Return early. The background of that person just now is not simple; he hasn't completely died and will retaliate against you in the future. If there's a next time, I definitely won't save you."

Han Jue turned around and stepped into the black vortex, which then contracted and disappeared.

Only then did everyone snap back to their senses.

Black Hell Chicken hurriedly cried out: "Let's hurry back!"

Jiang Yi nodded. He was no longer the frivolous Prodigy of back then; he deeply understood the importance of surviving.

The appearance of Tantiange signified that the Fortune Sects were beginning to become active and layout their plans in the Immortal Realm.

Inside the Daoist temple.

Han Jue did not receive any hatred prompts from other Chan Sect mighty figures.

He couldn't lower his guard.

If the entire Chan Sect were to deal with him because of this, then he could only destroy the Chan Sect.

As long as he stayed within the Dao field, Han Jue truly wasn't afraid of the Chan Sect.

Without the help of Saints, even if the Chan Sect rushed him together, they wouldn't be able to break through the defense of the Dao field at all.

Han Jue began to Cultivate.

A year later.

He still hadn't received hatred prompts from any Chan Sect mighty figures. It seemed Tantiange hadn't made a fuss about this matter.

The Chan Sect Saints didn't care about this matter either.

Han Jue completely relaxed and concentrated on Cultivating.

Time flew by.

Eighty-six years passed.

Jiang Yi and the others all returned without losing a single person, and all of them had become Immortal Emperors.

Their return prompted other Disciples to rush over and ask curiously.

They didn't hide the matter of being rescued by Han Jue, especially Black Hell Chicken, who bragged extravagantly. Han Jue had clearly instantly killed Tantiange, but it was exaggerated by him into a single punch blowing up the entire heaven and earth, with the end of the world following right after.

Han Jue was quite satisfied with their attitude. Returning right after speaking showed that their Dao Hearts had already been cultivated, and they knew the importance of avoiding danger.

Several months later.

A voice resounded across heaven and earth.

"I am Antarctic Celestial Venerable, a Saint of the Chan Sect. One hundred years from now, I will be giving a lecture at the Antarctic Palace Outside the Thirty-Third Heaven. all living beings may come to listen to the Dao!"

Han Jue couldn't help but recall the lecture by Ancestor Xitian previously. He had to admit that the attraction of a Saint's lecture was still quite large.

However, Han Jue wouldn't go again.

He possessed the Extreme Origin Great Dao; there was no need to listen to the Saint's Dao anymore.

Going might even result in being slain by a Saint.

As for sending a Clone, the Heavenly Emperor had mentioned before that it was a great disrespect to a Saint, so it was better not to go at all.

The Hidden Sect members also began to discuss this matter; without Han Jue's consent, they wouldn't dare to go.

The tribulation had only ended not long ago, and the terrifying remaining prestige of the Saints was still present.

It was precisely because of the Saints' battle that all living beings had been annihilated.

Under such circumstances, who would dare to go?

Just like that, the Hidden Sect ignored Antarctic Celestial Venerable's lecture and continued their respective cultivation.

In the Immortal Realm, overseas, on an island.

Huang Zuntian stood at the edge of the cliff, gazing toward the end of the horizon, lost in silent thought.

A Jie Sect Disciple appeared behind him, knelt down, and asked: "Master, the Chan Sect Saint is giving a lecture, should we Jie Sect Disciples go?"

Huang Zuntian withdrew his gaze and said nonchalantly: "If you want to go, then go."

The Jie Sect Disciple said: "The relationship between the Jie Sect and the Chan Sect…"

"This is not something you should care about."

Huang Zuntian interrupted, his tone rather displeased.

The Jie Sect Disciple secretly found it strange: has Master suffered Qi Deviation today?

Huang Zuntian seemed to realize his attitude was wrong, his expression softened, and he said: "Have you found the whereabouts of the Crimson Cloud Realm?"

The Jie Sect Disciple replied: "Almost all living beings in the Mortal Realms have been slaughtered, and no living beings remain. The Heavenly Dao has restarted, making it impossible to distinguish which Mortal Realm the Crimson Cloud Realm was."

Huang Zuntian frowned.

He didn't believe Han Jue had died in the tribulation.

It's just that he couldn't calculate where Han Jue was.

Huang Zuntian currently just wanted to return to Han Jue's side to Cultivate; he had had enough of staying in the Jie Sect. Although he was already the Vice Sect Master, many times he was helpless and unable to Cultivate with peace of mind.

In his view, although the Jie Sect had survived the last tribulation, it would inevitably enter the tribulation once more, right up until the destruction of the sect.

A bunch of lunatics!

Those with different paths cannot make plans together!

The Jie Sect Disciple curiously asked: "Why do you care so much about the Mortal Realm you came from? You are the Vice Sect Master of the Jie Sect; creating another Mortal Realm in the future will definitely not be a difficult task."

Huang Zuntian said with a faint gaze: "Disciple, you don't understand. Continue the investigation."

"Alright."

The Jie Sect Disciple left with doubts.

Huang Zuntian sighed and then turned around to return to his own palace.

In the blink of an eye, a dozen-odd years passed.

Time moved very quickly. Unwittingly, Han Jue also ushered in his ten-thousandth birthday.

Achieving Quasi-Saint within ten thousand years—if this kind of Cultivation speed were spread out, it was to be feared that even Saints would be shocked to drop their jaws.

Prompts popped up before Han Jue, who was Cultivating:

[It is detected that you have reached the age of ten thousand, your life has taken another step forward, you have the following choices]