Han Jue and Fang Liang chatted for a while longer before ending the dream.

Han Jue and Fang Liang chatted for a while longer before ending the dream.

Although Fang Liang felt helpless, Han Jue could clearly sense that he wanted to contend for Luck, not entirely because he was coerced by others, but because he himself wanted to contend for it.

Everyone has their own destiny, so Han Jue could not force it.

Returning to the Innate Cave Mansion, Han Jue hesitated whether to contact Xing Hongxuan again, but after thinking about it, he decided against it, as doing so too frequently would easily alert the enemy.

Next, Han Jue sent a Dream Message to Xuan Qingjun.

Xuan Qingjun had helped him a lot in the early stages and given him various resources; the kindness shown during humble beginnings was the most important.

The dreamscape was an Immortal Cave with dim lighting.

Seeing Han Jue, Xuan Qingjun could not help but be stunned.

"Come back. The Immeasurable Calamity is about to erupt soon, and the Human Race will undoubtedly lose. Even immortals and gods among the Human Race will die," Han Jue said seriously.

Xuan Qingjun frowned without speaking, falling into deep thought.

Han Jue waited patiently.

After a long while.

Xuan Qingjun spoke: "Thank you for your kindness, but I want to contend for it. Sorry."

Her gaze towards Han Jue was exceptionally tender.

She trusted Han Jue. The fact that Han Jue could reveal heavenly secrets to her showed that he truly cared about her.

Han Jue fell silent.

Xuan Qingjun said: "My Aptitude is poor. Even if I avoid the tribulation, how long can I live? By the end of this calamity, I will likely pass away before lasting until the next calamity. I surely cannot rely on you to extend my life forever in the future."

Han Jue understood that this was the truth.

The realm of an Immortal Emperor alone was by no means something anyone could reach.

Although the Hidden Sect aimed for all its members to be Immortal Emperors, those who had reached the Immortal Emperor realm so far were all heaven-defying prodigies.

Han Jue said: "As long as you don't regret it, that's fine."

Xuan Qingjun smiled and shook her head.

Han Jue thought for a moment and said: "Since that is the case, I will impart some Divine Abilities to you."

Xuan Qingjun had already received the Legacy of a mighty figure from the Jie Sect, but since this was Han Jue's good intentions, she did not refuse.

Han Jue began imparting the Divine Ability.

Soon, Xuan Qingjun was shocked.

This Divine Ability…

It was stronger than all the Divine Abilities she had mastered!

What kind of cultivation did this kid have now?

Xuan Qingjun suddenly could not understand Han Jue anymore.

Could this man before her have already reached the apex of the Immortal Realm?

Thinking of this, Xuan Qingjun fell into an inexplicable trance, unable to stop herself from recalling the scene when she first met Han Jue.

At that time, she only thought Han Jue was extremely handsome and the only one who could make her heart flutter, never expecting that he was actually a mighty figure of the Immortal Realm.

Could this kid be the Reincarnation of a mighty figure?

Absolutely!

Returning to reality, Han Jue was filled with endless emotion.

Was this the Immeasurable Calamity?

Aside from Xing Hongxuan, everyone else refused to return even knowing the danger was incomparable.

The reason Xing Hongxuan was willing to return was because she had already obtained a Saint Legacy, giving her the qualification to avoid the calamity.

Han Jue continued to send Dream Messages to Zhou Fan, Mo Fuchou, and Immortal God Ji, but all three politely declined his kindness.

Zhou Fan and Immortal God Ji even challenged him, but he did not give them the chance and directly ended the dream.

Han Jue thought of Mo Zhu again. This girl had been quiet for a long time.

He immediately tried to send a Dream Message, but to his astonishment, he found that he could not do so.

He hurriedly clicked on Mo Zhu's profile picture.

He would not have known if he hadn't looked, but one look gave him a huge shock.

How had this girl reached the Taiyi True Immortal Realm?

With her Aptitude, how could she progress so quickly?

Han Jue immediately performed a divination: "I want to know why I cannot send a Dream Message to Mo Zhu?"

[100 million years of lifespan will be deducted. Do you want to continue?]

Continue!

[A Saint's Daoist temple, with Great Dao Restrictions isolating your Divine Ability.]

A Saint's Daoist temple…

Han Jue was startled.

How could Mo Zhu also be taken a fancy to by a Saint?

Han Jue continued the derivation: "I want to know which Saint it is."

[5 billion years of lifespan will be deducted. Do you want to continue?]

Continue!

[Li Muyi: cultivation unknown, Transcendent Daoist, Sect Master of the Human Sect, creator of the Sword Dao, illusory and ethereal; because you refused to bear the protection of the River of Sword Dao, his impression of you has worsened, believing that your personality is unworthy of being a Sword Cultivator. Current hatred degree is 1 star.]

Sect Master of the Human Sect!

Han Jue frowned. Didn't this fellow look down on him? Why would he take Mo Zhu away?

This was definitely no coincidence!

Saints could see through Karma. The moment he laid eyes on Mo Zhu, he would know she had a connection to Han Jue.

"I want to know why Li Muyi accepted Mo Zhu," Han Jue continued to ask in his mind.

[5 billion years of lifespan will be deducted]

He wouldn't even blink for 600 billion years of lifespan, so what was 10 billion combined now?

Continue!

Han Jue thought irritably.

Being targeted by Saints was truly unpleasant, and there was more than one at that.

Han Jue's consciousness then entered the Evolution Illusion.

Inside a boundless grand hall, an old man sat cross-legged on a futon. He appeared infinitely tiny here, resembling a firefly in the dead of night.

Li Muyi!

He wore a Daoist robe, had white hair and a youthful complexion, and possessed an immortal air and Daoist bones, bearing a strong resemblance to Ancestor Xitian.

He suddenly opened his eyes, frowned, and muttered to himself: "The Human Sect faces a tribulation."

At that moment, a figure of light and shadow appeared before him.

Li Muyi immediately rose and bowed in salute.

Han Jue frowned. Who was this person?

To actually be able to make Li Muyi bow—he was no ordinary being!

Could it be the Dao Ancestor?

That wasn't right!

The Dao Ancestor had been gone for a long time and hadn't just disappeared recently. How old was Mo Zhu?

The timeline did not match up!

"If the Human Sect wishes to undergo tribulation, it must rely on the variable. Are you still paying attention to that variable?" The light and shadow spoke, its voice ethereal and illusory.

Li Muyi said: "Master, I have been paying attention to him. This child has a weak personality and only cares about immortality. I am afraid it will be difficult for him to change the Heavenly Dao, let alone the Great Dao. Can we really count on him?"

The light and shadow replied: "The fate of the variable is something even Saints like us cannot fathom. If we want to break the deadlock, we can only rely on him. The Three Sects of the Daoist Gate will vanish into nothingness before the Great Dao Calamity."

Li Muyi frowned.

He pondered, "Daokong is quite attentive to him and wanted to take him as a Disciple, but he was rejected. He is not easy to approach."

The light and shadow said: "This child does not have much Karma, but he places great emphasis on bonds of affection and loyalty. You can take this woman as your Disciple."

He waved his right hand, and Mo Zhu's figure appeared beside them like a projection.

Li Muyi's frown deepened further as he said: "This Mortal's Aptitude is far too poor. She is unworthy."

"Hmph, you won't listen to your Master's words?"

"Alright!"

Li Muyi agreed helplessly, and the scene shattered right then and there.

Han Jue opened his eyes, filled with worry.

In the dark, just how many mighty figures were staring at him?

"I want to know who Li Muyi's Master is?"

Han Jue thought to himself. That fellow just now sounded so impressive; taking a Saint as a Disciple meant he had to be immensely powerful, right?

[50 billion years of lifespan will be deducted. Do you want to continue?]

Continue!

Han Jue gritted his teeth and made his choice.

Curiosity killed the cat.

Saints really got to his head.

[Laozi: cultivation unknown, Transcendent Daoist, eldest Disciple of the Dao Ancestor, founder of the Human Sect, Boundless Great Emperor, Sword Supreme]

Hiss——

The legendary Laozi!

This figure held a rather lofty status in Chinese mythology and history.

He never expected that he truly existed!

It seemed that Laozi was far more than just a Heavenly Dao Saint.

He was even stronger!

Could he have already reached the Great Dao level?

Just how strong must Hongjun be then?

Han Jue cursed inwardly.

If this truly had a Primordial background, didn't he arrive in an era countless kalpas later than Journey to the West?

Perhaps Primordial and mythology were merely the myriad realms projections of these Saints, who sent Dream Messages to all living beings to pass down their legends.