Chapter 612: Hope Amidst Despair

Han Jue performed the Hongmeng Divine Wrath once more to prevent the Dark Holy Monarch from escaping.

After several strikes, the floating island had turned to flying ash, and the dark space was filled with Han Jue's vast and scorching Dharmic powers.

The Saints watched, dumbfounded; even Venerable Xuandu's eyes widened.

The Dark Holy Monarch was dead?

How was that possible!

Moreover, he had been slain with such overwhelming power, completely unable to resist!

Han Jue used the Simulation Trial to check the surroundings, and after confirming the Dark Holy Monarch was gone, he checked his interpersonal relationships. Finding that the Dark Holy Monarch's profile picture had disappeared, he let out a long sigh of relief.

He turned to look at the Saints and said, "It's time to save the Heavenly Dao's living beings!"

The Saints snapped back to their senses and one after another performed Divine Abilities to locate the Dark Fallen Prison.

When the Dark Holy Monarch perished, his projection inside the Dark Fallen Prison vanished along with him. The prisoners were stunned; they hadn't seen clearly and didn't know what had happened.

Han Tuo and Yi Tian looked at each other, their eyes filled with confusion.

Mortal Spirits couldn't even clearly witness a battle between Saints.

Right then, pillars of black light descended from the sky, landing on every prisoner within the Dark Fallen Prison.

Han Tuo was enveloped by a black pillar of light, unable to move.

The dark power within him began to boil, seeping into his Bloodline and drenching his Soul.

"What's going on?"

Han Tuo was greatly alarmed and filled with immense terror.

Facing this power, he felt as if his Physical Body no longer belonged to him.

Yi Tian was equally terrified. They could clearly feel themselves undergoing a transformation, though they knew not if it was for better or worse.

Boom—

The Dark Fallen Prison began to shatter, its bottom breaking apart. All the prisoners fell, plunging into the endless darkness.

On the other side.

South Pole Heavenly Venerate suddenly grabbed the Evil Heavenly Emperor and laughed contemptuously, "To think you actually sided with the Dark Holy Monarch. You're looking for death!"

The Evil Heavenly Emperor was furious to the extreme. He glared at South Pole Heavenly Venerate without offering any defense.

"Spare his life."

A voice drifted over, making the Evil Heavenly Emperor's eyes widen.

This voice belonged to Han Jue!

He turned his head to look and saw that mysterious Saint, whose whole body shone with divine light, staring at them.

As their eyes met, the Evil Heavenly Emperor could not see Han Jue's expression, and his heart felt incredibly complicated.

The little tree he had once protected had already grown into a towering tree and was now standing with the camp of Saints he despised. His heart felt stifled.

South Pole Heavenly Venerate frowned and was about to speak when Han Jue said, "Give me some Face."

Upon hearing this, South Pole Heavenly Venerate's expression changed instantly, and he immediately broke into a smile.

"Fine, since Fellow Daoist Han has spoken, how could I not give you Face?"

He released his grip, turned around, and left to join the other Saints in searching for the Dark Fallen Prison.

The Evil Heavenly Emperor gazed at Han Jue from afar, remaining silent.

Han Jue said, "I can protect you. Are you willing to join?"

The Evil Heavenly Emperor shook his head and said, "No need. I have already become a mortal enemy of the Heavenly Dao. In the future, when darkness goes to war with the Heavenly Dao, I will also spare your life."

After saying this, the Evil Heavenly Emperor turned and left.

Han Jue frowned.

The Evil Heavenly Emperor's words instinctively triggered his killing intent.

He still had to rely on the Heavenly Dao to block powerful enemies, so naturally, he did not want the Evil Heavenly Emperor to be its enemy.

But he suppressed this killing intent; he could not bring himself to strike the Heavenly Emperor.

He also turned around.

The two men, who were once like father and son, went their separate ways.

Once upon a time, the Heavenly Emperor had also protected Han Jue with such strength, complying with all of Han Jue's requests.

Han Jue had not treated the Heavenly Emperor poorly either; if not for his repeated interventions in fate, the Heavenly Emperor would have long since died in the Great Calamity.

As Han Jue turned, a realization dawned in his heart.

So what if one is a Saint?

This is destiny!

Han Jue could have captured the Evil Heavenly Emperor into the Hongmeng Heavenly Prison, but what would be the point of that?

At most, the Evil Heavenly Emperor would be absolutely obedient to him, but it would not eliminate his hatred for the Heavenly Dao.

Han Jue sighed inwardly and thought no more of it. He immediately sent a Dream Message to the Reincarnation Immortal Emperor, telling him to constantly use the God Summoning Art on him so he could flee at any time.

The Dream Message was very fast. Han Jue ended it right after leaving those words, giving the Reincarnation Immortal Emperor no time to even ask questions.

For the next period of time, the Reincarnation Immortal Emperor followed Han Jue's instructions and continuously performed the God Summoning Art.

A black vortex appeared behind Han Jue, following him.

When the Saints saw this, they were surprised.

They didn't dare ask more, and they didn't even dare extend their Saintly Sense to investigate for fear of offending Han Jue.

The scene of Han Jue forcefully slaying the Dark Holy Monarch was still fresh in their minds, and with his lingering prestige, they were also very intimidated.

Since Han Jue could slay the Dark Holy Monarch, then slaying them would naturally be no problem.

Combined, they weren't even as powerful as the Dark Holy Monarch… Deep in the darkness.

Han Tuo's consciousness slowly cleared. He felt himself constantly falling as if into an abyss.

"What's happening…"

"Am I going to die?"

Han Tuo thought numbly and blankly.

"I can save you, as long as you are willing to let me occupy your Physical Body!"

The voice of that mysterious White-robed person from before rang out again.

"If this continues, you will be consumed by the Dark Holy Monarch's dark power, and you will become one of the Inauspicious Evil Spirits of the Dark Forbidden Zone!"

"This is your only path now!"

Hearing the other party's urging, Han Tuo still did not answer.

He was reflecting on his life.

There had been brilliance, regrets, pain, and moments of pure exhilaration.

Perhaps this was where he was meant to end.

His only regret was that he still hadn't resurrected his parents and his wife.

After a hundred thousand years, Han Tuo knew it was already a pipe dream to find their souls.

"Perhaps ending it is a form of relief."

Han Tuo thought bitterly.

Just then, a beam of light pierced through the darkness, shining upon Han Tuo's body.

The light reflected in Han Tuo's eyes, awakening hope in his heart.

He saw a hand reaching out toward him.

"That's…"

Han Tuo's pupils slowly dilated, his Face showing a look of disbelief.

A figure emerged behind that hand, a figure that had already become blurred in his memory.

Father!

That blurred Face deep in his memory became clear.

Han Tuo was extremely excited; he wanted to speak but could not open his mouth.

Han Jue, expressionless, pulled him into his sleeve.

The collapse of the Dark Fallen Prison produced intense spatial tremors; it was by sensing these spatial tremors that the Saints were able to find the prison.

After rescuing the Heavenly Dao's living beings, the Saints gathered.

Han Jue, however, quietly stepped into the black vortex of the God Summoning Art and vanished.

"Where is Fellow Daoist Han?" South Pole Heavenly Venerate asked in surprise.

Qiu Xilai said, "Fellow Daoist Han has already left. Let us leave as well, lest the existence behind the Dark Holy Monarch comes to cause us trouble!"

"Alright!"

The Saints immediately fled.

Before leaving, Han Jue had sent voice transmissions to Qiu Xilai and Wu Fa Heavenly Venerate, telling them to run quickly as well.

The Saints rapidly traversed space. Their nervousness was no less than Han Jue's, as they also feared being killed by a Mysterious Great Power.

During the traversal, Fu Xi Tian remarked with emotion, "I didn't expect Fellow Daoist Han to be so powerful. He has likely already attained Freedom."

The Saints' gazes became complicated.

They had watched Han Jue grow powerful step by step, surpassing them and leaving them behind.

This kind of shock was hard to put into words.

Venerable Xuandu said, "He must be a Free and Unfettered Saint. It seems Fellow Daoist Han has a great background; it's just that we cannot see through it."

He didn't believe Han Jue had reached this level through cultivation alone.

This fellow must have been a great power to begin with!