Chapter 863: Cursing Madly, Three Septillion

Liu Bei began to preach to the white flower in front of him, regardless of whether it could understand the Dao.

Most areas within the Third Dojo were still desolate, with only the area under the tree covered in flowers and grass.

Years passed.

A full eighty-nine thousand years passed before the book of misfortune was successfully upgraded.

It had been upgraded from a Great Dao Treasure to an Ultimate Dao Treasure.

Great Dao Treasures are Chaos Supreme Treasures, and Great Dao-Grade is also Chaos-Grade. The reason the book of misfortune was not a Chaos Supreme Treasure might be that it was inherently related to the Dao.

After the successful upgrade, Han Jue directly took out the book of misfortune. A burst of black light erupted, illuminating his face.

The terrifying power of the curse contained within the book of misfortune made the book itself heavy, and its chill made even a Great Dao Supreme like him feel palpitations.

What kind of monster had he raised?

Han Jue felt somewhat uneasy.

"Will the book of misfortune backfire on me?"

[1 trillion years of lifespan must be deducted. Do you wish to continue?]

Continue!

[Not for now.]

That's good.

It seems I should be more cautious with the next upgrade.

Han Jue took a deep breath, held the book of misfortune, and began to curse the Primal Ancestor God.

Indeed!

This time, he could finally curse the Primal Ancestor God!

Han Jue's body shook, and he immediately used all his strength to curse.

The violent power of the curse was like a Chaos tsunami, sweeping toward the Primal Ancestor God with unstoppable force.

Meanwhile.

Above a bright sky, circular stone platforms floated. On the highest platform, a figure emitting divine light was meditating, surrounded by shadows of various strange beasts, his true face hidden.

The Primal Ancestor God!

He suddenly opened his eyes. Even the divine light could not hide those cold eyes, which seemed capable of seeing through everything in the world.

"Dark Forbidden Master…"

The Primal Ancestor God thought of a name.

He felt a bit flustered.

This was the first time he had encountered a curse. One must know that he possessed a Chaos Divine Body and was not subject to curses of Karma.

What exactly was going on?

Thinking of the Dark Forbidden Master, he subconsciously thought of Han Jue.

Han Jue was very likely the Dark Forbidden Master; after all, that fellow had once killed twenty thousand Divine Authority Generals with a single sword strike.

However, Han Jue had always hidden within his Dojo, and even the Head of the Gods could not peer into Han Jue's Dojo.

What if the Dark Forbidden Master was not Han Jue?

The Primal Ancestor God suddenly thought of such a possibility.

The Dark Forbidden Master was too mysterious and completely impossible to calculate, but when Han Jue left his Dojo, he could be calculated, and Han Jue's past was known.

Excluding the time Han Jue spent hiding in his Dojo, he indeed had not cursed anyone while outside.

But if it wasn't Han Jue, who could it be?

The Devil Ancestor?

The Master of Fate?

Or the elusive Dao Ancestor?

The Primal Ancestor God speculated while resisting the power of the curse.

He felt irritable.

Since the Dao Ancestor disappeared, he had gradually lost control over Chaos.

The Primal Ancestor God could not understand it, only feeling that there were other existences in the shadows attempting to stir up Chaos.

Although he was the Head of the Gods, the higher he stood, the more things he feared. At least he knew that above the Great Dao Supreme, there was another kind of terrifying existence, only it was not within Chaos.

And so, day by day passed.

The Primal Ancestor God neutralized the power of the curse, so he was not panicked.

However, just five days later, the power of the curse suddenly surged!

The Primal Ancestor God was shocked and quickly did his best to resist, but the power of the curse skyrocketed with an unstoppable momentum, becoming thousands or even tens of thousands of times stronger than before!

"How is this possible! What power is this?"

Waves of shock rose in the Primal Ancestor God's heart.

…

Inside the Daoist temple.

Han Jue cursed with all his might. The book of misfortune emitted strands of eerie black Qi, forming a thick mist that filled the temple.

He stared at his lifespan while pulling up his mail to check the situation at any time.

His lifespan dropped rapidly.

10 billion years!

100 billion years!

1 trillion years!

10 trillion years!

Han Jue was already prepared for a massive loss. Since he was going to curse, he would cripple the Primal Ancestor God in one go.

His lifespan continued to drop!

After a long time, Han Jue had lost 100 quadrillion years of lifespan!

[Due to your curse, your enemy the Primal Ancestor God's Dao has been damaged.]

Only damaged?

Han Jue continued to curse.

He didn't ask to curse the Primal Ancestor God to death, but at least he had to injure him heavily so he wouldn't have the chance to fuse with the Divine Authority Generals.

Just then, Han Jue suddenly felt something.

While cursing, he turned his gaze toward Chaos.

Someone had attained the Supreme realm!

Only a Great Dao Supreme could feel this.

Above the Three Thousand Great Daos, a will was looking down at Chaos, just as Han Jue once had, but Han Jue could not see his true face either.

Han Jue didn't take it to heart and didn't bother the other party, focusing on his curse.

One who had just entered the Great Dao Supreme realm was no longer worth his attention.

Han Jue secretly decided to contribute three septillion to the Primal Ancestor God.

Not three hundred million!

It was septillions!

Han Jue's eyes became increasingly cold.

Soon, he had lost 1 quintillion years of lifespan, yet even so, no second mail was triggered.

The Primal Ancestor God has some skill!

Han Jue gritted his teeth and persevered.

2 quintillion years!

3 quintillion years!

4 quintillion years!

[Due to your curse, your enemy the Primal Ancestor God's Dao has developed cracks, and his Dao Heart is damaged.]

Continue!

5 quintillion years!

[Due to your curse, your enemy the Primal Ancestor God's Dao Cultivation has declined, and his Supreme power is in disorder.]

Still not enough!

Bloodshot streaks appeared in Han Jue's eyes.

It wasn't that his body was under a burden, but rather that he was about to break his own record for squandering lifespan.

6 quintillion years!

7 quintillion years!

[Due to your curse, a Heart Demon has appeared in your enemy the Primal Ancestor God's Dao Heart.]

[Your enemy the Primal Ancestor God extinguished the Heart Demon, comprehended the supreme rules, and his Dao Cultivation increased.]

As expected of you!

Then let's continue!

Han Jue was not flustered at all; he had not yet reached the minimum lifespan figure he had prepared in his heart.

8 quintillion years of lifespan!

9 quintillion years of lifespan!

[Due to your curse, your enemy the Primal Ancestor God's Dao Heart is damaged.]

[Your enemy the Primal Ancestor God suffered backlash from the Divine Authority Generals.]

[Your enemy the Primal Ancestor God used his will to restore his Physical Body and cultivation.]

Heh!

Let's see who can last longer!

The book of misfortune trembled slightly, and eerie black Qi swirled around Han Jue.

10 quintillion years!

Han Jue cursed patiently.

Meanwhile.

At the edge of Chaos, a mass of Qi emerged from the absolute darkness.

This mass of Qi quickly condensed into a figure that slowly stepped out of the darkness. He wore a black robe, with blood-stained black armor underneath. His long black hair drifted wildly, his face was cold, and his eyes were a ghastly white without pupils.

"Head of the Gods, your Dao is in Chaos. I didn't expect you to have such a day."

The black-robed man with white eyes sneered, walking toward Chaos. Each step crossed a vast Chaos Domain as he constantly approached the Three Thousand Great Daos.

…

13 quintillion years!

[Due to your curse, your enemy the Primal Ancestor God's Dao Cultivation plummeted and his Physical Body was annihilated.]

[Your enemy the Primal Ancestor God utilized Dao power to restore his Physical Body and cultivation.]

[Your enemy the Primal Ancestor God was attacked by a Mysterious Great Power.]

Han Jue raised an eyebrow.

Where did this little angel come from to attack the Primal Ancestor God?

Beautifully done!

Han Jue became even more energized and continued to curse.

14 quintillion years!

15 quintillion years!

[Due to your curse, your enemy the Primal Ancestor God's Soul Origin is damaged.]