Chapter 525: God of Plague, Thousand Mad Demon

Primordial Chaos Demon God?

Han Jue remained calm and asked, "I have a way to save you. Come to the Hundred Peaks Immortal River."

There are no negative effects that Absolute Purification cannot eliminate!

Immortal God Ji asked curiously, "What is your current cultivation level?"

"Just enough cultivation to save you."

"If you save me, you might offend All the Saints."

"Stop talking nonsense. Do you want to be saved or not?"

Han Jue said impatiently. Why was this fellow being so wishy-washy?

Immortal God Ji pouted, feeling wronged in his heart. Sure enough, their feelings were no longer the same as back then.

He quickly said, "I do! Give me time. I will come find you after I finish handling my current matters!"

Han Jue nodded and immediately dissolved the Dream Realm.

Afterward, Han Jue continued Projecting a Dream, this time to the Hun Yuan Heavenly Demon.

They hadn't contacted each other for thirty thousand years. Although his favorability rating hadn't dropped, Han Jue felt uneasy. This fellow had hypnotized himself back then just to survive, generating a Six-Star Favorability Rating toward Han Jue—which was utterly ridiculous.

The Dream Realm was quickly established.

It was within the Chaos. Han Jue saw the Hun Yuan Heavenly Demon, who still possessed a Physical Body. He was a handsome Buddha, draped in a Kasaya, his right arm exposed, showing well-defined muscles, exuding an imposing aura of majesty.

When the Hun Yuan Heavenly Demon saw Han Jue, he instantly became vigilant. The Divine Light of the yin-yang protecting sun and moon obscured Han Jue's face, preventing the Hun Yuan Heavenly Demon from recognizing him.

"A Dream Realm?"

The Hun Yuan Heavenly Demon frowned, thinking. He wanted to break out of the Dream Realm, but he couldn't.

The opponent's cultivation far surpassed his!

Quasi-Saint!

Han Jue said, "Don't you recognize me?"

As soon as these words were spoken, the Hun Yuan Heavenly Demon was moved. He could not forget Han Jue's voice.

He asked cautiously, "Master?"

Han Jue said, "Congratulations on becoming a Buddha Ancestor. I just don't know if your heart lies with me or with the Buddhist Sect."

The Hun Yuan Heavenly Demon quickly said, "Naturally, it is toward you. I have been waiting for an opportunity Outside the Heavens. Now that I have become a Buddha Ancestor of the Buddhist Sect, what are your instructions?"

"No instructions, just came to see you."

"Thank you for your concern, Master."

The Hun Yuan Heavenly Demon was extremely nervous. He couldn't forget the torture from back then.

During the years he slept, he often dreamed of the past.

Han Jue asked, "Who is in charge of the Buddhist Sect now?"

The Hun Yuan Heavenly Demon replied, "Divine Might Buddha Ancestor. He already has Quasi-Saint cultivation."

Divine Might Buddha Ancestor… This fellow is actually still alive!

Han Jue had thought that when the Buddhist Sect disbanded, Divine Might Buddha Ancestor had perished, but unexpectedly, he had not.

It seems the dissolution of the Buddhist Sect was entirely self-directed. Qiu Xilai even tried to trick him into joining the Buddhist Sect.

Fortunately, he didn't take it seriously!

If he had gone before Attaining the Dao, he probably wouldn't have been able to return.

Han Jue asked a few more questions, and the Hun Yuan Heavenly Demon answered truthfully.

After the Time for an Incense Stick to Burn, the Dream Realm finally ended.

Han Jue opened his eyes, his brows slightly furrowed.

Although the Hun Yuan Heavenly Demon maintained a low profile and his favorability rating hadn't dropped, Han Jue always felt he was unreliable.

"I want to know if the Hun Yuan Heavenly Demon is loyal to me?"

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[Temporarily loyal, as long as you do not die, and he does not face a Threat to his Life because of you]

Han Jue was speechless.

This fellow is truly a talent.

An Emotional Management Talent who is completely loyal to his own true heart!

He still couldn't completely trust the Hun Yuan Heavenly Demon. Who knows when this fellow might betray him.

Han Jue thought silently, then began to Cultivate… As time passed, the Immortal Realm became increasingly vibrant. Ten Thousand Races stood tall, and Fortune Sects traveled between heaven and earth Preaching the Dao, truly a scene of A Hundred Flowers Blooming.

The Human Race was relatively weak because they were the race that survived the previous Great Calamity. Restricted by the Heavenly Dao rules, Mortals have life and death, but other races are different; their Lifespans are long, and they mostly die in battles.

Eight hundred years later.

A God of Plague appeared in the Immortal Realm. Wherever he went, Plague spread, causing widespread suffering.

For a time, the Immortal Realm was plunged into turmoil.

However, the Hundred Peaks Immortal River was completely unaffected.

In a Bamboo Forest, Eighth Brother Han and Han Duotian were drinking wine.

Han Duotian laughed, "How is it? The wine brewed by my subordinates isn't bad, right?"

Eighth Brother Han nodded lightly. With his God Realm cultivation, he looked very aloof and was no longer the timid youth of the past.

The eight Gourd Spirits held a special status within the Hidden Gate. Their position was even slightly higher than that of the Second-Generation Disciples, because they all shared the surname Han, personally bestowed by Han Jue.

Their talents were also excellent. All eight brothers were already God Realm existences. Eighth Brother Han had the highest talent and was constantly competing for the First Tier.

Eighth Brother Han asked, "Why are you looking for me? I still need to Cultivate. I lost to Zhou Fan in the last Centennial Competition, and I am unwilling to accept it."

Han Duotian smiled, "It's like this: I want to ask you brothers to take on some Disciples. You don't need to Preach the Dao like Grandmaster; just occasionally pass down Combat Divine Abilities is fine. I have a Living Being under me whose eyes naturally possess a Divine Ability, allowing him to perceive the Nine Heavens. He saw that the forces in the Immortal Realm are increasing, and various battles will inevitably break out sooner or later. We cannot always rely on Grandmaster for protection."

Hearing this, Eighth Brother Han frowned. He did not refuse; he truly wanted to contribute to Han Jue.

These Disciples of theirs had been Bitterly Cultivating and had yet to repay Han Jue. In Li Xuanao's words, such a thing would be impossible even in a Saint Sect. Han Jue was too Benevolent.

"Alright, I'll go back and discuss it with my Elder Brothers," Eighth Brother Han replied.

Han Duotian immediately beamed with joy.

At the same time.

Inside the Daoist Temple.

Han Jue suddenly opened his eyes, his brows tightly furrowed as he looked up at The Sky.

Above the Hundred Peaks Immortal River, strange Black Clouds had begun rolling in at some unknown time. There was no thunder, only silence.

Han Jue's gaze pierced through the clouds, seeing a Figure Ten Thousand Zhang Tall hidden within the Black Clouds.

He was clad in Terrifying Black Armor, his figure was human-like, possessing eight arms and a pair of wings on his back that vibrated slightly. His face was pitch black, but his eyes were extremely bright, concealing Killing Intent.

Quasi-Saint!

This fellow is observing the Hundred Peaks Immortal River!

Han Jue used the Simulation Trial to examine him.

[Thousand Mad Demon: Quasi-Saint Realm Middle Stage, Demon Race Direct Bloodline, Chaos Heavenly Demon, Immeasurable Great Emperor]

He has more than one title.

Han Jue started the Simulation Trial. Without any danger, he Instantly Killed him.

Too fragile.

Now, when facing a Quasi-Saint, he could crush one with a single finger.

Han Jue was not in a hurry to act. He wanted to see what this fellow intended to do.

Within the clouds, Thousand Mad Demon suddenly frowned.

"As expected, it's not simple. Fortunately, This Seat did not act rashly."

Thousand Mad Demon muttered to himself. In that instant just now, he felt an extreme Sense of Danger, making him feel as if he was facing the Demon Ancestor.

It seems that trying to take down the Hundred Peaks Immortal River is almost impossible.

Thousand Mad Demon turned around, preparing to retreat.

"You want to run? Are you scared?"

A voice entered Thousand Mad Demon's ears. Thousand Mad Demon did not stop, answering while retreating, "I am indeed scared. There is likely a Saint inside the Hundred Peaks Immortal River. Although I don't know why a Saint would appear in the Immortal Realm, my Intuition cannot be wrong."

That voice followed up: "As long as you make a move, I will transmit my Saint Power to you. You only need to break the Formation of the Hundred Peaks Immortal River. At that time, the Heavenly Dao will expel the Saint inside. Once he leaves the Immortal Realm, the Saints will deal with him. After the deed is done, you can obtain a strand of primordial violet qi."