Chapter 508: Driving the Tiger to Swallow the Wolf, Battling the Strongest in the Immortal Realm

Chapter 508: Driving the Tiger to Swallow the Wolf, Battling the Strongest in the Immortal Realm

After sending Li Daokong away, Han Jue asked inwardly, "Do the Saints want to enter the Immortal Realm to kill me?"

[4 billion years of lifespan will be deducted. Do you wish to continue?]

Continue!

[Yes]

Han Jue frowned; Li Daokong had indeed guessed correctly.

He took out the book of misfortune, deciding to cause trouble for the Saints.

He couldn't directly curse Li Muyi or the Saint of the Chan Sect. He had to find a way to drive the tiger to swallow the wolf.

He had an idea!

Han Jue decided to curse Qiu Xilai. He wouldn't use too much force; just scaring him would do.

On the surface, he and Qiu Xilai were still on friendly terms. Qiu Xilai wouldn't suspect him; he would only suspect the other Saints.

Li Muyi and the other Saints wouldn't suspect Han Jue either. Since they were planning to deal with Han Jue, it wouldn't make sense for Han Jue to provoke other Saints at this time.

Just like that, Han Jue began to curse Qiu Xilai.

Five days later, his lifespan began to decrease.

Cursing for only five days was too insignificant; it was meaningless.

He had to at least curse the other party until they were annoyed. The lifespan consumption should be between one trillion and ten trillion years.

Han Jue felt that spending three trillion years would be about enough.

…

Outside the Thirty-Third Heaven, in the Western Great Hall.

Qiu Xilai's brow was furrowed tightly.

He was targeted by the Dark Forbidden Lord once again!

This time, he clearly felt that the intensity of the Dark Forbidden Lord's curse was far greater than before.

Thinking of the Sage of Destiny's miserable state, he couldn't help but feel a tremor of fear.

"Who on earth is it?"

Qiu Xilai's eyes flickered. The Dark Forbidden Lord had to be one of the Heavenly Dao Saints; this was already an acknowledged fact within the Saint circle. Apart from them, there was only Ancestor Xitian, and Ancestor Xitian would never do such a thing.

Qiu Xilai began to recall the recent events and felt that Li Muyi was the most likely candidate.

Previously, Li Muyi had asked him to control Han Jue, but he had refused.

However, this Karma was too obvious. If he were Li Muyi, he certainly wouldn't curse him directly.

Li Muyi was famously scheming and calculating among the Saints.

If it wasn't Li Muyi, then it might have been instigated by Li Muyi.

Qiu Xilai had always suspected the Three Sects of the Daoist Gate, the orthodox Daoist sects. If they wanted to eliminate a Saint, they could only resort to such cursing behavior.

Could it be Sect Master Tianjue?

No!

Antarctic Celestial Venerable!

That fellow disliked him the most.

Saint Jin'an was also a possibility. That fellow kept a low profile and was hard to read.

Qiu Xilai was even more wary of Saint Jin'an because he didn't know Saint Jin'an's weaknesses. Although Li Muyi was strong, he cared too much about his reputation, making him easy to target.

The power of the curse was still intensifying. The more Qiu Xilai thought about it, the more annoyed he became, and his hostility grew.

…

After consuming three trillion years of lifespan, Han Jue put down the book of misfortune, feeling satisfied.

He thought about it and also began to curse Great Emperor Xiao.

Cursing everyone except the Three Sects of the Daoist Gate would shift the trouble onto them, causing everyone to suspect the Daoist sects.

He consumed another three trillion years.

This should be secure now.

Han Jue thought to himself silently, then put away the book of misfortune.

Once everything was properly arranged, Han Jue couldn't help but sigh in relief.

How nice.

I hope you all start fighting soon!

Han Jue smiled and then continued to Cultivate.

Neither Qiu Xilai nor Great Emperor Xiao was easy to deal with. They would definitely find trouble with the other Saints. Once the two of them put their heads together, they would quickly suspect the Saints of the Three Sects.

Time continued to pass.

Year after year went by.

Every year, members of the Hidden Sect made Breakthroughs. The number of Named Disciples had already exceeded one million and was still rapidly increasing.

It had to be said that the reproductive ability of these Named Disciples was very strong, almost catching up to the Human Race. Realizing this issue, Han Duotian quickly put a stop to it.

Three hundred years later.

A prominent figure emerged in the Hidden Sect—the Long-Armed Ape!

His rise during the Centennial Competition was too rapid. After all, he was already Li Xuan'ao's Disciple and was qualified to participate in the Simulation Trial. His performance won the recognition of the other Disciples, and everyone became increasingly familiar with him, making him like a rising star in the eyes of the Named Disciples, most of whom admired him greatly.

Han Jue was aware of this and deduced that Li Xuan'ao was building momentum for the Long-Armed Ape behind the scenes, but he didn't take it to heart.

The stronger the Long-Armed Ape was, the more prestigious the Hidden Sect would appear. It couldn't always be just a few people who were powerful.

Han Jue was even highly supportive of this behavior, hoping that all the second-generation disciples could raise Disciples who commanded admiration.

On this day.

Just as Han Jue was about to get up to go out and preach, he suddenly captured an Aura rapidly approaching the Hundred Peaks Immortal River.

It was very strong!

Stronger than any Quasi-Saint he had ever encountered!

He focused his gaze and saw a massive figure of a Daoist rising on the horizon. Looking closely, it wasn't rising, but rather rapidly approaching.

Before this Daoist, everything between heaven and earth appeared tiny. He was at least a million feet tall, if not more.

He had white hair, wore a green Daoist robe, and had sharp eyes that seemed capable of seeing through all things in heaven and earth. His gaze had already landed on the Hundred Peaks Immortal River. When Han Jue looked over, he felt as if the other party was looking directly at him.

Han Jue immediately used the Simulation Trial to detect him.

[Three Pure Ancestors: Quasi-Saint Realm Perfection, Strongest in the Immortal Realm]

Boom!

The Three Pure Ancestors struck a palm above the Hundred Peaks Immortal River. Space distorted, forming a visible transparent indentation. The scene was shocking, like the collapse of heaven.

The earth-shaking commotion drew all the Disciples outside. They looked up one after another, and upon seeing the Three Pure Ancestors looking down upon the Hundred Peaks Immortal River, they were all dumbfounded and incredulous.

"Who is this?"

"I've never seen him! Could he be a Saint?"

"A Saint? Could it be Sect Master Tianjue?"

"What should we do?"

"Don't panic, the Formation hasn't broken yet!"

The Disciples cried out in alarm repeatedly, and panic began to spread.

The Three Pure Ancestors struck with his palm again upon the Hundred Peaks Immortal River, but it was still isolated by the Dao Field's Formation, causing no actual damage inside the Dao Field.

This time, the Three Pure Ancestors frowned.

"What is going on?"

The Three Pure Ancestors was astonished in his heart. He had used his full strength, so why was he unable to break the Formation?

He pulled out a golden ruler from his sleeve and struck with it. It was as if a golden river was cascading down from the heavens, only to be blocked high in the sky.

Han Jue walked out of the Dao Field, his body shrouded by the divine light bursting from the yin-yang protecting sun and moon.

The Three Pure Ancestors spotted Han Jue at first glance.

His intuition told him that this person was very dangerous.

Han Jue directly condensed the Tiangang Demon God Dharma Idol, which rapidly grew in height until it was as magnificent and towering as the Three Pure Ancestors.

Without a word, the Heavenly Dipper Demon God threw a punch, its terrifying Aura suffocating everyone inside the Dao Field.

"It's coming!"

Li Daokong's eyes lit up, and he stared intently at the Heavenly Dipper Demon God.

He was often blown apart by the Heavenly Dipper Demon God in the Simulation Trial, and he could not forget this terrifying Dharma Idol.

Under the feet of the Three Pure Ancestors and the Heavenly Dipper Demon God, all living beings were as minuscule as grains of sand.

Boom!

The fist wind of the Heavenly Dipper Demon God crashed into the Three Pure Ancestors, directly shaking him back, while the golden ruler in his hand trembled violently.

The Three Pure Ancestors revealed a look of shock and fear.

What domineering power!

The Ancestral Witches of old were nothing more than this!

The Heavenly Dipper Demon God continued to throw punches. The Demon God Dharma Idol flew directly out of the Dao Field, leaped up, and smashed a fist down toward the Three Pure Ancestors as it descended. The terrifying gale directly crushed the ground into collapse and shattered the mountains and rivers.

The Three Pure Ancestors raised his ruler to strike. Behind him, nine golden lotuses manifested, dazzling and eye-catching, like ancient artifacts of creation that made people lose themselves in worship.