Chapter 805: Cursing the Great Dao [Fourth Update, Requesting Monthly Votes]

[The Taichu Demon God sends you a Dream Message. Do you accept?]

[The Taichu Demon God sends you a Dream Message. Do you accept?]

…A stream of notifications kept appearing before Han Jue's eyes, leaving him speechless.

It was fine when Saints acted like this, but why were Great Dao Supremes so impatient!

Where were their manners?

Han Jue thought for a moment and chose to accept the Dream Message.

The dream realm was a palace within the Taichu Domain.

Han Jue saw the Taichu Demon God sitting in meditation ten thousand zhang away.

Their eyes met, and neither side spoke immediately.

The atmosphere was strange and awkward.

After a long while.

The Taichu Demon God spoke, "Han Jue, do you know what your son has been doing?"

Han Jue said, "I know. He was misled by the Demon Ancestor, but the Demon Ancestor is too powerful, and I, as his father, am powerless."

Speaking of this matter, he couldn't help but sigh, feeling extremely ashamed.

The Taichu Demon God stared at Han Jue and pressed, "Do you mean he is now controlled by the Demon Ancestor, perhaps no longer the person he used to be?"

"Exactly. Otherwise, why would I allow him to follow the Demon Ancestor?"

Han Jue nodded, then sighed, "Originally, I didn't want to trouble the Demon God Race with this matter. After all, the Demon Ancestor didn't attack the Heavenly Dao, he just abducted one of my sons. It wasn't my place to ask. I never expected Senior Taichu to bring it up proactively. This truly moves me, but I am even more ashamed. I underestimated the unity of the Demon God Race and the arrogance of the Chaos Demon Gods."

The Taichu Demon God fell silent.

Han Jue immersed himself in grief and helplessness, sighing repeatedly.

After a good while.

The Taichu Demon God spoke, "The Demon God Race will declare war on the Demon Ancestor. I will help you rescue your son. Wait for my command."

As his voice fell, the dream realm shattered.

[The Taichu Demon God has developed hatred towards you. Current Hatred: 2 stars]

Han Jue opened his eyes. Seeing this notification, he almost pulled out the book of misfortune.

It was clear that the Taichu Demon God was also an old fox who didn't believe Han Jue's words, but he had no grounds to demand an explanation.

This was good, too. He could let the Demon God Race restrict the Demon Ancestor. It would be best if both sides fought until they were mutually wounded, and Han Jue could then secretly sabotage Fate, ensuring the Great Dao Calamity was continuously delayed, giving the Heavenly Dao time to rise.

Han Jue then sent a Dream Message to Han Tuo.

The dream realm was on the city wall of a certain city, the very hometown Han Tuo defended in his youth.

Han Tuo opened his eyes and couldn't help but feel dazed seeing the scene before him.

He noticed Han Jue, quickly recovered his senses, and knelt to pay his respects.

"Father!"

Han Jue looked at Han Tuo, who was much stronger than before, and was similarly filled with emotion.

The current Han Tuo truly looked like a demon.

Han Jue asked, "How have you been lately?"

Facing his inquiry, Han Tuo did not hide anything and recounted everything, including his Fusion with the Demonic Path and his subsequent devouring of Chaos Demon Gods.

This indirectly proved that Han Tuo had not changed his feelings toward Han Jue.

Overall, Han Tuo still maintained his original nature; it was just that the process of becoming stronger was no longer as glorious or bright as before.

Demon Ancestor Lu Yuan had already recovered his Physical Body. His short-term goal was to reassemble the Demon Race. As for future plans, Han Tuo did not know yet.

Han Jue said, "The Chaos Demon Gods will collectively hunt you and the Demon Ancestor. This matter started because of you, so be extremely careful."

Han Tuo was moved, but he did not panic.

The threat level of a single Chaos Demon God was vastly different from that of the entire collective of Chaos Demon Gods.

Moreover, the Chaos Demon Gods they had fought previously were either the weakest among the Demon Gods or were severely injured.

"Your son understands."

Han Tuo agreed.

Seeing that Han Tuo didn't seem to need his help, Han Jue felt slightly disappointed. He left one final instruction before dissolving the dream, "Remember, don't say I leaked this information. If you truly can't hold on, you can summon me anytime."

…Han Tuo opened his eyes. He was sitting in meditation atop a giant white skeleton resembling a mountain range. Yi Tian was beside him.

Yi Tian smiled, "You seemed distracted just now. Was your father sending you a Dream Message?"

Since they had just finished devouring a Chaos Demon God, there might be a mutual sensing among the Chaos Demon Gods.

Han Tuo said, "No, but the situation might be unfavorable."

He looked up at the dim Universe, feeling as though pairs of eyes were watching him from the deep unknown.

Yi Tian exclaimed, "The demon god qi, blood, and Luck are truly good things! No wonder Pangu wanted to slay the Three Thousand Demon Gods back then and absorb their Luck. How powerful must that have made him?"

"Stop dreaming. We can't reach that height. After all, there are only dozens of Chaos Demon Gods alive now, and most of them are the most dominant beings in the Chaos," Han Tuo shook his head.

Yi Tian chuckled.

Just then, a voice drifted into their ears:

"Leave this place and return to the Demonic Path Abyss."

It was Demon Ancestor Lu Yuan's voice.

Upon hearing this, the two immediately got up and left without hesitation.

Their greatest reliance now was Demon Ancestor Lu Yuan. If even the Demon Ancestor Lu Yuan said so, there must be huge trouble… In a flash.

Han Jue entered seclusion for another ten thousand years.

He was already 1.6 million years old!

He opened his eyes, immediately took out the book of misfortune, and began cursing the Taichu Demon God.

Since so much time had passed, if the Taichu Demon God were cursed, he shouldn't suspect Han Jue.

While cursing, he checked his emails.

There were no email notifications for Han Tuo or Yi Tian, suggesting they had been hiding in seclusion for the past ten thousand years.

Five days later.

Han Jue put down the book of misfortune.

He only wanted to divert the Taichu Demon God's attention; he didn't want to curse the Taichu Demon God into serious trouble.

After putting away the book of misfortune, Han Jue hesitated again.

Wouldn't just five days be too light?

After thinking, Han Jue took out the book of misfortune again and resumed cursing.

Another five days passed.

Han Jue's lifespan began to drop, but he did not stop, continuing to curse the Taichu Demon God with all his might.

Since he could even curse the Initial Fate Black Venerable into trouble, Han Jue naturally had confidence dealing with the Taichu Demon God.

One hundred million years!

Ten billion years!

One trillion years!

One hundred trillion years!

Ten quadrillion years!

One hundred quintillion years!

Han Jue started to feel the pinch, but fortunately, an email finally appeared at that moment.

[Your enemy, the Taichu Demon God, has suffered chaotic Luck and damage to his Great Dao due to your curse.]

Han Jue immediately stopped.

It took one hundred quintillion years just to cause trouble… Wouldn't it be impossible to curse him to death?

Even though the book of misfortune was already a Great Dao Supreme Treasure, this item lacked terminal killing power.

Han Jue smiled, his mood becoming pleasant, and he continued to Cultivate… Inside the palace in the Taichu Domain.

The Taichu Demon God's face was so gloomy it looked like it might drip water. Wisps of strange black Qi circled his body, slowly dissipating.

"What terrifying cursing power! Could this be the legendary Dark Forbidden Master?"

"To be able to harm me, the opponent must be a Great Dao Supreme. Could it be the Curse Dao?"

The Taichu Demon God muttered to himself, his eyes filled with murderous intent.

Because of Fate, the name of the Dark Forbidden Master had already spread throughout the Chaos. Fate provided a large amount of intelligence: cultivators targeted by the Dark Forbidden Master would not die initially, but in the subsequent years, the Dark Forbidden Master would torment them occasionally until they lowered their guard, and then launch a sudden, frenzied curse, forcing the opponent to perish or leaving only a wisp of a remnant soul.

Such behavior was utterly malicious and sinister!

Fourth update!

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