Chapter 819 The Nineteen Demon Gods

Chapter 819: Nineteen Fiendgods

Facing the arrogant and audacious Peacock Divine Lord, Saint True Martial Buddha snorted coldly, wasting no words, and directly departed from the Buddhist Realm.

The Peacock Divine Lord grinned, then vanished from the hall.

Immediately after, a terrifying battle aura enveloped the Buddhist Realm, causing all beings within it to feel an immense pressure.

Chu Shiren frowned.

He had heard of the Peacock Divine Lord’s reputation, known as the number one under the Great Dao.

Facing such a formidable foe, he couldn't help but worry for Saint True Martial Buddha.

Most importantly, the Peacock Divine Lord represented the Dark Forbidden Lord!

Who was the Dark Forbidden Lord?

The most mysterious and terrifying evil existence in the Chaos!

Even if Saint True Martial Buddha won, could they withstand the Dark Forbidden Lord?

It wasn't just him thinking this; all the Buddhas in the hall shared the same concern.

“The Dark Forbidden Lord has arrived, what should we do?”

“It is said that even Fate avoids the Dark Forbidden Lord by a wide margin.”

“What to do?”

“Alas, it's a pity our Buddhist Realm has no powerful backer.”

“Actually, Saint True Martial Buddha is already very strong, but there are always stronger people and higher heavens.”

Listening to the Buddhas’ words, Chu Shiren frowned slightly.

After a moment of hesitation, he still chose to send a dream to Han Jue… [Chu Shiren is sending you a dream. Do you accept?]

Han Jue, who was cultivating, had his attention drawn by the prompt before him.

He had only been in seclusion for 27,032 years; to interrupt now would be too annoying.

[Chu Shiren is sending you a dream. Do you accept?]

[Chu Shiren is sending you a dream. Do you accept?]

…Chu Shiren started spamming the prompt, forcing Han Jue to stop.

This was the first time Chu Shiren had been so anxious; he must have truly encountered something serious.

Han Jue’s expression brightened.

Can he show off now?

Bah!

He can display his might before others now!

Han Jue chose to accept the dream.

In the dream, Chu Shiren immediately spoke of their current predicament.

“Grandmaster! The Dark Forbidden Lord has set his sights on your disciple!”

Han Jue’s expression was calm, but inwardly he was speechless.

Is the Peacock Divine Lord crazy?

Didn't I tell you to find a place to cultivate in seclusion? How dare you use my name to bully people everywhere!

Han Jue fell into hesitation.

If he directly ordered the Peacock Divine Lord to act, wouldn't that imply he had a connection with the Dark Forbidden Lord?

“I will find a way.”

Leaving these words, Han Jue ended the dream.

He opened his eyes and looked towards the Chaos, quickly capturing the figures of the Peacock Divine Lord and Saint True Martial Buddha.

They were fighting again!

Han Jue remembered that when the Peacock Divine Lord came to the Heavenly Dao, these two had also fought.

He didn't immediately act, but quietly observed the battle, waiting until the Peacock Divine Lord was about to win before sending a dream.

However, at first glance, it was hard to tell who was superior.

Is this the Free Saint Chu Shiren drew in?

He certainly had some skills.

Han Jue began to watch the show.

Facing the Five-Colored Divine Light that could brush away anything, Saint True Martial Buddha did not use treasures or divine abilities, but instead continuously attacked the Peacock Divine Lord with his soul.

His soul techniques were endless, making the Peacock Divine Lord quite disheveled.

At this rate, the Peacock Divine Lord might not necessarily win.

The battle lasted for several days.

The two sides fought to a draw, and the Peacock Divine Lord left with a remark: “You just wait, I will come again, and sooner or later, I will step on you to prove the Great Dao!”

Saint True Martial Buddha did not pursue, as he wasn't confident in defeating the Peacock Divine Lord either.

After the Peacock Divine Lord left, Han Jue also didn't immediately send a dream, intending to wait a while and then assign this fellow a task to divert his attention.

Inside the Buddhist Realm palace, the atmosphere was incredibly oppressive.

Saint True Martial Buddha returned to his position, also frowning.

Although the Peacock Divine Lord had been repelled, the fear brought by the Dark Forbidden Lord still loomed over them.

Chu Shiren spoke expressionlessly: “No need to panic. This Venerable has already informed my Grandmaster, and this matter will be decided by my Grandmaster.”

At these words, the Buddhas were stunned and eagerly inquired about his Grandmaster's identity.

Compared to his panicked state in the dream, Chu Shiren now displayed the composure of a Buddha Lord.

“The Heavenly Dao’s Divine Might Heavenly Sage, who once slew a Great Dao Divine Spirit, and slew more than a dozen Great Dao Saints. Moreover, he is backed by the Fiendgod Race. You all should have heard that the Chaos Fiendgods previously defeated Pangu.”

As Chu Shiren’s words fell, the entire palace erupted.

It was actually the Divine Might Heavenly Sage!

They had naturally heard of this name; he was the protective umbrella of the Heavenly Dao, and his strength was beyond doubt!

Saint True Martial Buddha glanced at Chu Shiren and said, “You hid it quite deeply.”

Chu Shiren calmly said, “If his Peacock Divine Lord has a backer, the Buddhist Realm naturally does too. This Venerable originally didn’t want to mention it, wishing to enlighten the world with Buddhist principles, but sometimes such vulgar methods must be employed.”

All the Buddhas looked at him with admiration; truly worthy of being the Buddha Lord!

…In a blink of an eye, another thirty thousand years passed.

Han Jue opened his eyes and came to the second Dao Field, releasing the nurtured Xiong Han Fiendgod, who was then led away by Murong Qi.

Afterward, he didn't waste words with Li Yao and Wudao Jian, but returned to the main Dao Field.

At this moment.

Black Hell Chicken, Chaos Heavenly Dog, Three-Headed Flood Dragon King, Xun Chang'an, Zhou Mingyue, A’Da, Xiao Er, Lu Huaxu, the Gourd Eight Brothers, Vajra Fury, Black Hell Demon Lord, Tu Ling'er, and other direct disciples were already waiting in front of the Daoist temple.

All of them had reached the Quasi-Saint Realm!

A total of nineteen direct disciples, each kneeling before the Daoist temple, nervous and excited.

Han Jue let them in, and for a moment, the Daoist temple felt crowded.

“Are you ready? There will be a period of suffering next.”

Han Jue asked.

The nineteen direct disciples responded in unison: “We are ready!”

Not a single one was afraid or uneasy!

They had absolute trust in Han Jue!

Han Jue wasted no words and directly dispersed their physical bodies, taking their souls into the Primordial World, where he found Fiendgod Qi for each of them and merged it.

With Han Jue’s current cultivation and experience, merging Fiendgod Qi was already very easy, no longer requiring the carefulness of the past.

Now, it only needed time.

Han Jue opened his eyes, a look of emotion on his face.

He still felt a great sense of accomplishment.

Not only was he getting stronger, but he was also continuously making those around him stronger.

Han Jue sent a telepathic message to Han Duotian.

Han Duotian was the first sentient being to take human form in the Hundred Peak Immortal River, and could also be considered a direct disciple. With Zhou Mingyue removed, Han Jue decided to bestow upon him the authority of the Hidden Sect.

Soon, Han Duotian arrived and knelt before Han Jue.

He was very nervous, but also filled with anticipation.

“Unknowingly, you have already become a Grand Unity Golden Immortal. It is time for you to bear the responsibility of the Hidden Sect. Are you ready?” Han Jue spoke directly, getting straight to the point.

Han Duotian's favorability was still six stars, making him trustworthy.

The one who had the most contact with Li Xuan'ao was also Han Duotian.

Han Duotian said in trepidation: “Your disciple fears he cannot bear it, and there are still my masters above.”

“They have already left. I intend to cultivate you, and you are not allowed to refuse.”

“Ah? Then many thanks, Grandmaster!”

Han Duotian said, suppressing his wild joy. He had loved power since birth; his previous words were merely polite formalities.

Han Jue began to preach to him individually, which could also be seen as a ritual for handing over power.

A century later, Han Duotian finally departed.

Han Jue then preached to all the beings in the entire Hundred Peak Immortal River for another century. After the sermon, he announced Han Duotian as the Fourth Protector of the Hidden Sect, henceforth in charge of all matters big and small within the Hundred Peak Immortal River, causing a stir among the several million disciples.