Chapter 690: Transcendent Daoist

Because of Ancestor Xitian's matter, the atmosphere in the Qiankun Hall became incredibly heavy, and the Saints' hearts were very troubled.

Venerable Xuandu said meaningfully, "Even if we were willing to help the Old Ancestor, how could we? Should we drag the Heavenly Dao down with him? We can only help the Heavenly Dao become stronger. Only by becoming stronger can we prevent more tragedies like this from happening."

Venerable Xuandu had also received guidance from Ancestor Xitian, but he valued the Heavenly Dao more.

The Saints had no choice but to accept reality.

Although Shi Duxiao, Li Daokong, and Fang Liang were dissatisfied, they didn't say much. Without strength, they had no right to act tough.

Venerable Xuandu changed the subject and began to mention the recent development of the Heavenly Dao and what the Sage Sects needed to do… Twenty years later.

Han Jue ended the Simulation Trial and began to preach to the Disciples in the Hundred Peaks Immortal River.

This sermon lasted for a hundred years, and the Disciples gained many insights. Their understanding of the Extreme Origin Great Dao deepened, mainly because Han Jue had become stronger again.

After the sermon ended, Han Jue walked out of the Daoist temple.

Xing Hongxuan was still in Seclusion. Since she began her Seclusion, she had been meditating constantly, as if in hibernation. Han Jue even suspected she had been possessed, but he could feel that her intelligence was still there.

Han Jue did not disturb Xing Hongxuan but came under the fusang tree.

There were always noisy places in the Hundred Peaks Immortal River, but it was always quiet under the fusang tree.

There weren't many Personal Disciples left under the fusang tree, only the Black Prison Chicken, Chaos Heavenly Dog, Ah Da, and Xiao Er. The other Disciples had all moved out to open their own Daoist temples in some corner of the Hundred Peaks Immortal River because they had taken in Disciples of their own.

Seeing Han Jue appear, the Black Prison Chicken immediately flickered and arrived before him.

Its speed was very fast!

Even among Grand Unity Golden Immortals, its speed was considered top-tier!

The Black Prison Chicken chuckled and said, "Master, why are you here? Are you going to teach us Divine Abilities?"

Looking at its cheeky behavior, Han Jue didn't feel disgusted but rather somewhat sentimental.

As time passed, everyone was changing, and Han Jue was changing too. It seemed only the Black Prison Chicken had never changed.

Han Jue smiled and said, "When you become a Quasi-Saint, I will grant you a great Opportunity."

The Black Prison Chicken cried out, "A Quasi-Saint? How long will that take!"

Its Aptitude was actually quite good, but at the level of a Quasi-Saint, it was very mediocre. In the Hundred Peaks Immortal River, it could indeed Cultivate to the Quasi-Saint Realm, but it would take an incredibly long time.

Han Jue ignored it and went to the fusang tree to check the space-time vortexes it connected to.

After so many years, the number had not skyrocketed; there were only a few hundred worlds, all of which were weaker than the Heavenly Dao.

With Sage guards watching over it, no enemies had attacked through the fusang tree yet.

The fusang tree shook slightly, and a voice entered Han Jue's ears: "Master, when can I transform?"

Transformation had already become its obsession.

Han Jue used his own Dharmic powers to try and help the fusang tree transform.

The current Dao Field no longer needed the fusang tree to provide Spiritual Qi; the Dao Field itself was already overflowing with it.

However, Han Jue found that he still couldn't help the fusang tree transform. He could easily kill the fusang tree and destroy both its form and spirit, but he couldn't make it transform.

How strange.

However, Han Jue could extract the fusang tree's intelligence and then use the power of the Soul Source Chaos Demon God to create a Soul for it.

With a Soul, it could be transformed into a Chaos Demon God.

Han Jue spoke, "Your background limits you; you cannot transform."

The fusang tree fell silent.

"However…"

"However what?"

The fusang tree asked excitedly.

Han Jue said, "If you leave the fusang tree, I can create a new Physical Body for you. Are you willing?"

Upon hearing this, the fusang tree fell silent again.

Empathizing with it, Han Jue would also hesitate if he were in its position.

"There's no rush. Even if you change your body, you still have to Cultivate to the Quasi-Saint Realm. Don't just daze off all the time; work hard on your cultivation and transform as soon as possible," Han Jue reminded it.

The fusang tree was an Innate Divine Tree, so its Aptitude was naturally not bad, but this fellow often dazed off, as if it were a tree without intelligence.

Hearing this, the fusang tree hurriedly said, "Thank you, Master. I will definitely work hard on my cultivation."

Regardless, at least there was now another hope.

Han Jue ignored it and continued to observe those space-time vortexes.

A few hours later, Han Jue finally left.

The Chaos Heavenly Dog came to the Black Prison Chicken's side and whispered, "Do you feel like Master has broken through again?"

The Black Prison Chicken rolled its eyes and said crossly, "Isn't that normal?"

"But the higher the Realm, the harder it is to break through."

"What does a smelly dog like you know? If you understood, would you still be a dog? Do you have no clue why Master is the Master and you are a dog?"

The Chaos Heavenly Dog fell silent, looking at the Black Prison Chicken with gritted teeth.

This smelly chicken only knew how to bully it!

It regretted more and more that it shouldn't have left back then.

If it hadn't left then, it wouldn't have fallen behind the Black Prison Chicken.

One step behind, and it's impossible to catch up for eternity.

The gap was even widening.

The more the Chaos Heavenly Dog thought about it, the more depressed it became.

On the other side.

After returning to the Daoist temple, Han Jue continued his cultivation.

He had already reached the Perfection of the Freedom Primordial Chaos Realm; next, he had to find a way to Attain the Dao.

He began to comprehend his Great Dao Cultivation Technique, the Grandmist Reincarnation Great Dao.

The Extreme Origin Great Dao was just a Great Dao; to Cultivate and Attain the Dao, he still needed a special cultivation method.

As a Great Dao Cultivation Technique, it must have a method to Attain the Dao.

As time passed, Han Jue soon gained some insights.

Great Dao Sages also have their differences. Generally speaking, they are divided into two types: one is the ordinary Great Dao Sage, and the other is the Transcendent Daoist.

A Transcendent Daoist is not higher than a Great Dao Sage but is a type of Great Dao Sage who can completely control the Great Dao.

Ordinary Great Dao Sages can only use the power of the Great Dao.

Han Jue had already fused with the Extreme Origin Great Dao and could become either type of Great Dao Sage; it all depended on his choice.

Ordinary Great Dao Sages also had their benefits; they could be connected to the Great Dao. As long as the Great Dao was not destroyed, the Great Dao Sage would not die.

But Transcendent Daoists were different. Although stronger and freer, if they died, the Great Dao would instead break free from their control and would not share their life and death.

Both choices had their pros and cons. Generally speaking, ordinary Great Dao Sages were safer but would almost stop there, whereas Transcendent Daoists had the hope of reaching even greater heights.

Han Jue naturally wanted to become a Transcendent Daoist and could not be restricted by the Great Dao.

After making his decision, Han Jue began to Cultivate.

How long the Breakthrough would take was unclear for now, but he anticipated it would be lengthy.

How could a Great Dao Sage be so easy to attain!

…In the depths of the darkness, a massive mountain range was floating. In one of the valleys, twelve powerful auras gathered, their auras like flames, shaking the mountain.

One of the figures was none other than Empress Houtu.

Empress Houtu was no longer as holy as before. Two large pythons were wrapped around her waist, and her makeup was sinister, showing more of a primitive temperament.

They were the Twelve Ancestral Witches!

The leader was Di Jiang, who had the most burly physique. He stood before a giant statue, praying to something unknown.

An Ancestral Witch surrounded by flames couldn't help but say, "Big Brother, is it ready yet? When do we act?"