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Chapter 579: The Ancestor’s Ancestor, Mysterious Attack

Chapter 579: The Ancestor's Ancestor, Mysterious Attack

Han Jue did not sympathize with Han Tuo's plight, nor did he care, as long as this brat didn't die.

Living in this world, how could one not experience crises and tribulations?

Han Jue calculated and found that no Saint was plotting behind Han Tuo's back.

However, Han Tuo wouldn't be able to shake off this predicament in the short term.

Han Jue cast his gaze upon the crying and howling Han Family teenager. Originally, Han Jue didn't care about him, and the reason he went to check on Han Tuo's situation was mainly because this brat looked too much like Han Jue.

That's right, he looked alike!

This teenager looked to be about sixteen or seventeen years old and extremely handsome. Han Jue had once used a Spell to reflect his own appearance, so he knew what he looked like.

This brat was practically carved from the same mold as Han Jue, resembling Han Jue even more than Han Tuo did.

Of course, compared to Han Jue, he was still a bit lacking.

Because of the uncanny resemblance in appearance, Han Jue found this brat quite pleasing to the eye.

What was this called?

Intergenerational affection?

How many generations apart was this?

In the desolate mountains and wild ridges, thunderclouds were dense.

Han Yu knelt before his parents' corpses, having cried until his throat was hoarse.

The reason he cried was not out of fear, but anger—anger at the Ancestor for washing his hands of the matter, anger at his own incompetence, and anger at the unfairness of the heavens.

After his emotions subsided, looking at the corpses all over the ground, Han Yu fell into silence.

A red light rose on the horizon, resembling fireworks; that was the enemy's Spell signal, and he had been discovered.

An incense stick's worth of time ago, when he rushed here, it was already this scene. The enemies had left, and now they had turned back specifically to kill him.

They wanted to eradicate the Han Family completely!

Han Yu's heart was filled with fury, and his gaze turned resolute.

"If this is the destiny of my Han Family, then I shall die together with the Han Family!"

Han Yu muttered to himself and slowly closed his eyes.

Swish—

A sound of tearing through the air came, and Han Yu's chest was pierced by a sharp sword, blood splashing onto the corpses nearby.

Cultivator after Cultivator flew over on flying swords, their Aura like a rainbow, quickly surrounding Han Yu.

The leading man in blue robes looked down at Han Yu and said, "You should be Han Yu, the Qilin child of the Han Family, right? You truly look quite talented. What a pity, if you were not a descendant of the Han Family, I could even recruit you as a son-in-law. Today, you must die, and the generational feud between our two families should come to an end."

Clang—

The man in blue robes drew a soft sword from his sleeve, the blade rapidly igniting with raging flames, illuminating the dim, night-like world.

Han Yu grabbed the blade with his bare hands, gritting his teeth as he pulled the sword out.

Rumble—

The dark clouds rolled even more violently, and the sound of thunder was deafening.

"He still wants to resist?"

"Tsk tsk, the Han Family has always claimed to have Immortal and God Ancestors, but they are not as good as my Wang Family Old Ancestor. At least my Wang Family Old Ancestor manifested and imparted Dao methods to Disciples."

"The Han Family having today is also bringing it upon themselves. Back when the Han Family was prosperous, they also exterminated us completely."

"Kill him quickly!"

"What are you afraid of? Could someone possibly come to save him now?"

The Cultivators discussed among themselves; some urged, some cursed, and some mocked.

The man in blue robes swung his sword downward, and the blade turned into firebirds with wingspans of several zhang, diving toward Han Yu. The posture seemed as if it wanted to burn all the corpses in this area.

Han Yu calmly looked at the firebirds filling the sky; he had already accepted the fate of the Han Family's extinction.

Under his gaze, dozens of firebirds suddenly dissipated, the thunderclouds in the dome of heaven parted accordingly, and wisps of sunlight fell, shining upon Han Yu.

In an instant, Han Yu had the feeling of a lifetime having passed.

"Hmph, who says the Han Family Ancestors are not as good as your Wang Family?"

A cold snort sounded, and the Wang Family Cultivators were struck as if by lightning, all trembling violently with their eyes losing color.

Han Yu's pupils slowly dilated, and under his gaze, these Wang Family Cultivators turned into flying ash.

Han Jue made a move.

Eliminating these Mortals was merely a thought to him.

But he still showed mercy, letting the souls of these Wang Family Cultivators fall into Reincarnation without causing Soul Flying Away and Spirit Scattering.

Han Jue had already Attained the Dao, and the only beings that could make him wary were those stronger than him.

Eliminating some Mortals would not make Han Jue feel guilty.

Han Yu snapped out of it and asked excitedly, "Could it be Ancestor Han Tuo?"

The Ancestor manifested!

Han Jue's voice followed, "Han Tuo? I am tens of thousands of years older than him."

He did not directly point out his identity; if Han Tuo knew, he would think he was the Ancestor.

In Han Tuo's cognition, Han Jue should have parents, and further up, there must definitely be other members of the Han Family.

Han Yu was stunned.

In the genealogy, Han Tuo was the father of the Family's creator, already the Ancestor of the highest seniority.

Never had he expected…

Many years later, when Han Yu mentioned this experience to his descendants, he was still filled with emotion.

That day, he cried out for help to the Ancestor, but the Ancestor did not respond; instead, the Ancestor's Ancestor extended a helping hand to him.

Inside the Daoist temple.

Han Jue no longer paid attention to Han Yu's inquiries. Being able to save Han Yu was already not bad; he certainly wouldn't do anything else for Han Yu.

Unless Han Yu displayed a backbone that satisfied Han Jue, Han Jue's good impression of Han Yu stopped strictly at his appearance.

Han Jue continued to Cultivate.

One day in the Immortal Realm was one year in the Mortal Realm; this spoke not of time difference, but of life experiences.

For a practitioner, a year could not accomplish much, but for a Mortal, a year was enough to change a lifetime.

In the blink of an eye.

A full thousand years passed.

Han Jue finished his cultivation, and his cultivation had improved again. Although not obvious, only through accumulation over time could one continuously Breakthrough.

He first observed Han Tuo. This brat had already rushed out of the Nine Nether Purgatory and returned to the Immortal Realm. His cultivation had surged considerably, and he was already very close to the God Realm.

He then looked at Han Yu and found that Han Yu hadn't died yet, and was now a Mahayana Cultivator.

Although Han Yu was still alive, the Han Family was gone.

Han Yu did not recreate a Family, but instead Cultivated diligently. Let alone descendants, he didn't even have a Dao Companion.

This brat indeed had a lot of awareness.

Han Jue just took a look. Since neither of them was in danger, he couldn't be bothered to intervene.

Han Jue began to check the mail.

Soon, a piece of mail caught his attention.

[Your friend Qiu Xilai was attacked by a Mysterious Great Power and suffered heavy injuries.]

Why was Qiu Xilai heavily injured?

He raised his eyes to look; Qiu Xilai was still in his own Daoist field.

Over these years, Han Jue hadn't sensed any combat fluctuations. What was going on?

Who attacked Qiu Xilai?

Han Jue had no choice but to use the Deduction Function.

[Requires the deduction of 10 billion years of lifespan. Do you want to continue?]

Continue!

Immediately after, a figure emerged in Han Jue's mind:

[Venerable Xuandu: Heavenly Dao Saint Perfection, First Disciple of the Human Sect, Boundless Great Emperor, Ancestor of the Human Race]

Venerable Xuandu!

Could it be Grandmaster Xuandu from The Investiture of the Gods?

Han Jue had already captured that a powerful Aura had appeared in Li Muyi's Daoist field, not a bit weaker than Wu Fa Heavenly Venerate, nor much stronger.

Why did Venerable Xuandu attack Qiu Xilai?

Han Jue did not continue using the Deduction Function, but instead sent a Dream Message to Qiu Xilai.

The reason for the deduction just now was to understand the other party's cultivation along the way.

Within the dream.

Qiu Xilai opened his eyes and, seeing that it was Han Jue, quickly stood up to salute.

Han Jue asked, "Why did Venerable Xuandu attack you?"

Qiu Xilai was stunned for a moment, then sighed, "You truly possess boundless Divine Abilities for this to be known by you. It wasn't really an attack, just an exchange of pointers. He used a special Divine Ability to spar with me without alarming the Heavenly Dao."

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