Chapter 483: Unless Reaching Quasi-Saint, One Must Not Leave the Mountain [Third Update, seeking a monthly vote]

While Gu Zhuoyin was still deep in thought, the Innate Beings below became increasingly restless.

Those beings capable of human speech began to communicate and encourage one another, all refusing to submit to Gu Zhuoyin's leadership.

Seeing that the situation was becoming unstable, Gu Zhuoyin let out a cold hmph.

This cold hmph was like a heavy hammer slamming into the hearts of all the Innate Beings.

Gu Zhuoyin's figure suddenly twisted and rapidly grew taller, resembling a giant peak rising abruptly from the ground, growing taller and taller until it soon towered into the clouds.

In front of Gu Zhuoyin, the Innate Beings on the wilderness appeared extremely tiny.

The giant turtle that had been clamoring earlier was frightened into shutting its mouth, shivering all over.

Gu Zhuoyin raised his head and looked up, his gaze piercing through the Thirty-Third Heaven.

"No matter who it is, no one can stop me from Attaining the Dao!"

Gu Zhuoyin muttered to himself, his tone filled with determination.

Before the Immeasurable Calamity arrived, Saints could not enter the Immortal Realm, making him the invincible existence among all living beings!

…

Fifty years later.

Empress Houtu sent a Dream Message to Han Jue.

Entering the dreamscape, Han Jue found himself once again by the Yellow Springs. Empress Houtu got straight to the point and stated her purpose.

The Reincarnation order had just recovered, but due to the Dao Annihilation Divine Ability, the Underworld of the netherworld had been almost completely wiped out. Empress Houtu wanted to recruit Ghost Soldiers and ghost gods for the Underworld, but because she did not trust other factions, she hoped Han Jue could help.

Han Jue inwardly grew vigilant.

He feigned difficulty and said, "This isn't very good. Our Hidden Sect only wants to Cultivate in a low-profile manner and doesn't want to enter the calamity. The Nether Clan was established previously precisely to avoid entering the calamity. After accumulating for so many years, even if I asked them to come out, they might not necessarily be willing."

Empress Houtu said, "Just give it a try. I'm not asking them to enter the calamity, only to take charge of the Underworld order."

Han Jue said, "Why doesn't Empress cooperate with the Heavenly Court? My Grand-disciple is the Heavenly Emperor, and the Heavenly Court is currently weak, just in need of allies."

"That's not impossible either."

Empress Houtu pondered aloud, causing Han Jue to heave a sigh of relief.

He had managed to muddle through!

Fearing that Empress Houtu might go back on her word, Han Jue changed the subject and asked, "What does Empress think of the Gu Clan?"

"Gu Zhuoyin has great ambitions, but whether he can succeed in his schemes still depends on how he leads the Gu Clan. The various factions will not sit idly by and await their doom; a war will soon erupt in the Immortal Realm. Where there is war, there will be dead souls, which is why I need your help."

Hearing Empress Houtu's words, Han Jue was left speechless.

How did it circle back again?

Empress Houtu began to pour out her grievances, talking about how important Reincarnation was and how short-handed she was.

Han Jue likewise poured out his grievances, claiming that bitter cultivation was not easy and required enduring loneliness. Once he came out of seclusion, he would be entangled by desires for power, causing a strong rebound, making it hard to return to a state of bitter cultivation.

After a long while.

The two finished chatting, and the dreamscape ended.

Inside the Daoist temple, Han Jue took out the heavenly dao token and began contacting Fang Liang.

Upon hearing that they were going to cooperate with Empress Houtu, Fang Liang agreed directly. The Heavenly Court was precisely in need of reliable allies.

The Heavenly Tribe's structure was far too complex, to the extent that even Immortal God Ji could not completely control it. The Heavenly Court still needed support from other forces.

Empress Houtu was not a Heavenly Dao Saint, yet she was equivalent to a Saint, making her just right for the Heavenly Court.

Fang Liang was very grateful to Han Jue, assuming that Han Jue was paving the way for him, and Han Jue couldn't be bothered to explain the situation.

Putting down the heavenly dao token, Han Jue tightly furrowed his brows.

No!

During the next sermon, he must instill his philosophy into everyone in the Hidden Sect so they wouldn't be tempted by worldly matters.

…

Two hundred years later, Han Jue began to lecture on the Dao.

This was also the first time Long Hao and Haotian were listening to Han Jue lecture on the Dao, and they were filled with anticipation.

In less than a few days, Haotian was shocked.

Han Jue was actually lecturing on the Great Dao!

Only Saints could lecture on the Great Dao!

As expected!

He was definitely an ancient enlightened being comparable to Ancestor Xitian!

Haotian grew excited and began listening to the Dao attentively.

He had previously listened to Saints lecture on the Great Dao and had also cultivated the Great Dao, but without success. Before his fall, his cultivation had stagnated, and his progress in comprehending the Dao was not high either.

As he listened, Haotian pleasantly discovered that Han Jue's Great Dao was much easier to understand than the Great Dao lectured by the Saints.

Not only was it easier to understand, but it was also even more unfathomable.

This conflicting feeling genuinely appeared!

Han Jue was definitely an existence surpassing the Heavenly Dao Saints!

In the future, he must firmly root himself in the Hidden Sect!

Haotian secretly made up his mind.

Present-day him no longer had any desire for power; he only wanted to Attain the Dao.

As long as they gave him hope, he would do anything!

This lecture on the Dao lasted for a full century.

After the lecture ended, everyone was still in a state of infatuation, unable to snap out of it for a long time.

Immersed in the vast Great Dao, that feeling was simply too wonderful!

It was more wonderful than any experience in the world!

If possible, they even wished to be intoxicated by it for eternity.

Han Jue suddenly let out a shout, like a clap of thunder, waking everyone up.

A terrifying Aura burst forth from his body, shaking the Daofield. Nine Demon God Dharma Idols condensed and appeared above his head, blocking out the sun and sky, magnificent and domineering.

Everyone stared blankly at the Demon God Dharma Idols.

They all knew that Han Jue possessed this Divine Ability; in the Simulation Trial, it was their nightmare, and no one could withstand a single move from the Demon God Dharma Idols.

However, this was the first time they had seen nine Demon God Dharma Idols condense simultaneously.

Haotian stared fixedly at the nine Demon Gods, suddenly thinking of the Twelve Ancestral Witches from a long time ago.

The imposing manner of the Twelve Ancestral Witches was nothing more than this.

Han Jue spoke, "The Heavenly Dao has been rebooted for several millennia, and recently the Gu Clan has emerged out of nowhere. Quite a few people have become restless and want to go out and roam the world."

"Today, I shall establish a rule: unless one reaches the Quasi-Saint realm, no one is allowed to leave the Hundred Peaks Immortal River unless instructed by me."

As soon as these words were spoken, everyone froze.

Quasi-Saint!

Haotian was startled. Did so many Disciples want to reach the Quasi-Saint realm?

How was that possible!

Wait!

It might not be impossible!

The Hidden Sect already had ten thousand Immortal Emperors, coupled with Han Jue's terrifying Dao Cultivation…

Haotian was shocked. What kind of orthodoxy had he joined?

He noticed that although the Hidden Sect Disciples were stunned, everyone's eyes were filled with confidence.

Ever since Han Jue created the Extreme Origin Great Dao, everyone in the Hidden Sect could constantly Breakthrough by listening to his lectures, including Fairy Xixuan and Chang Yue'er, who had ordinary Aptitude.

Over time, the Disciples almost forgot that cultivation had shackles.

They felt that following Han Jue in cultivation would allow them to continuously climb the peaks of cultivation!

"I will definitely be the first existence among the Hidden Sect Disciples to step into the Quasi-Saint realm. Master, rest assured, whoever wants to go out, I will help you discipline them!" Dao Supreme said proudly.

The Black Hell Chicken sneered, "Acting like you're the Great Master Senior Brother, aren't you just older than us by many years? Truly speaking of Aptitude, you might not be the strongest!"

The others chimed in one after another, mostly joking to lighten the mood.

Han Jue disappeared from the spot and returned to the Daoist temple to Cultivate.

…

Ever since Han Jue set the rule that one could not leave the mountain unless they were a Quasi-Saint, a wave of cultivation swept through the Hidden Sect.

Meanwhile, more and more living beings were moving around near the Hundred Peaks Immortal River.

There were even instances where Vicious Beasts wanted to trespass into the Hundred Peaks Immortal River, but they were all blocked by the magical formation.

In the blink of an eye.

Eighty years passed.

On this day, a figure arrived before the Hundred Peaks Immortal River. Looking at the rolling and vast mountains ahead, he furrowed his brows.

This person was none other than Jiang Dugu.

"It really makes me unable to see through it."

Jiang Dugu muttered to himself, inexplicably thinking of the mysterious Daoist temple he had encountered in the Nine Nether Purgatory during the previous Immeasurable Calamity.

Unwittingly, it has already reached one million words. Time really flies~

Today happens to be a special day. Never forget our national humiliation, and always remember history!