“Old Ancestor, recently the Dark Forbidden Lord has been cursing the Saints. We suspect that the Dark Forbidden Lord comes from the Hidden Sect. If this continues, the Heavenly Dao will fall into chaos sooner or later.”

"Old Ancestor, recently the Dark Forbidden Lord has been cursing the Saints. We suspect that the Dark Forbidden Lord comes from the Hidden Sect. If this continues, the Heavenly Dao will fall into chaos sooner or later."

Sect Master Tianjue suddenly spoke, breaking the silence.

Li Muyi could no longer care about his pride and said, "That's right. The Sage of Destiny has already gone mad. If there is another one, the situation will be hard to control. In the future, a mad Saint might destroy the Heavenly Dao. You surely wouldn't want to see that kind of situation, right?"

Ancestor Xitian's expression was indifferent as he said, "What does that have to do with me?"

The atmosphere instantly became grim.

The Saints grew nervous, fearing they would offend Ancestor Xitian.

They all knew that Ancestor Xitian was an existence transcending the Heavenly Dao and also their protective deity. Because of his existence, they could rest assured in openly and secretly fighting each other, using the myriad realms as a chessboard.

Ancestor Xitian sighed and said, "The Heavenly Dao will keep turning no matter who leaves. Even the Dao Ancestor is the same; he cannot affect the Heavenly Dao. The Heavenly Dao is very special, and in the future, it might not fail to surpass the Dao. If you all unite, you will surely have a great Opportunity in the future. Stop targeting the variable; I have calculated that he is not important to the Heavenly Dao."

The expressions of the Saints varied, and none knew what they were thinking.

They all realized one thing: Ancestor Xitian did not want to meddle in the affairs within the Heavenly Dao.

It's just that the matter of the Dark Forbidden Lord was a thorn in their hearts. Until it was pulled out, no one would feel at ease.

Six hundred years later.

Within the Hundred Peaks Immortal River.

Han Jue had just finished preaching the Dao for the Hidden Sect. This preaching session lasted for a hundred years, and he specifically mentioned the existence of celestial demons to clear up the doubts regarding the golden rain phenomenon.

However, the Disciples were still in a state of enlightenment and had not yet discussed the matter of the celestial demons.

Han Jue came before the fusang tree and observed it.

After so many years, the fusang tree was still the Heaven And Earth Treasure he valued the most—or rather, a Disciple.

"Sect Leader, when can I transform into a human form?"

The fusang tree asked, its voice becoming increasingly melodious.

Not knowing if it had been corrupted by Tu Ling'er and Enlightenment Sword, its growth direction was leaning more and more towards a female.

Trees didn't have male and female distinctions.

Han Jue asked, "Why do you want to transform into a human form?"

The fusang tree aggrievedly said, "Because I want to move."

"Rest assured, you will transform into a human form sooner or later. By then, you will be grateful for the years when you couldn't move."

"Why?"

"Because when you can't move, you can only focus on cultivating. Once you can move, all kinds of Heart Demons will strike. You can go ask the Chaos Heavenly Dog."

"I'm tired of hearing these stories, but I…"

"Wait a bit longer. Until you reach the Quasi-Saint realm, you are not allowed to go out. The other Disciples are also equivalent to not being able to move."

"Alright."

The fusang tree looked aggrieved.

Han Jue shook his head with a chuckle and turned to leave.

It wasn't that Han Jue couldn't let the fusang tree transform, but rather that he truly couldn't.

The fusang tree was a divine tree of the Heavenly Dao with extraordinary significance. The Heavenly Dao would not easily let it transform into a human form. Han Jue had once tried to help it transform, but he felt the resistance of the Heavenly Dao.

The existence of the Heavenly Dao was indescribable, and even a Quasi-Saint could not capture it. However, when touching the rules of the Heavenly Dao, that induction was very strong.

Returning to the Taoist temple, Han Jue did not immediately Cultivate, but instead checked his mail.

Recently, the changes in the Immortal Realm were a bit big, which piqued Han Jue's interest. When he had nothing to do, he liked to pay attention to the mail.

This feeling…

Surfing the internet!

After more than twenty thousand years, the Immortal Realm finally stirred up waves again, keeping Han Jue from being bored by staying in seclusion.

Han Jue saw two pieces of mail.

[Your friend Jiang Dugu suffered backlash from a mysterious existence, and his Dao Cultivation dropped to the Grand Unity Realm.]

[Your friend Jiang Dugu achieved the Quasi-Saint realm.]

There were dozens of pieces of mail between these two.

What happened to Jiang Dugu recently?

Why did he repeatedly jump back and forth between the Grand Unity Realm and the Quasi-Saint realm?

What on earth was the mysterious existence?

Han Jue really wanted to know, but he didn't want to consume his lifespan for Jiang Dugu.

Forget it, save it to resolve doubts in the future as a thought. Anyway, Jiang Dugu couldn't threaten him.

Seven years later.

Han You, the Clan Chief of the Nether Clan, came to visit Han Jue, and Han Jue let him enter the temple.

Coming this time, Han You was here to report on the development of the Nether Clan.

Currently, more than a thousand You Clan Members had stepped into the God Realm, and the number was still continuously increasing.

Actually, Han Jue knew all this, but he didn't stop Han You from speaking.

Han You specifically came to say it, clearly having his own intentions.

Han Jue understood his thoughts and said, "The Nether Clan is developing well. Later, I will specially preach the Dao for the Nether Clan alone and impart Divine Abilities."

Hearing this, Han You was pleasantly surprised.

What the Nether Clan lacked the most were Divine Abilities.

Staying within the Hundred Peaks Immortal River, they lacked nothing. Han Jue never avoided them when preaching the Dao, but they had no Master, and their Divine Abilities were quite lacking compared to the Personal Disciples.

They also wanted to rise in the century-long grand competition.

Han Jue allowed this kind of competition.

Living in seclusion was not just about escaping; one also had to work hard to become stronger and pursue the strength that did not require seclusion!

Han Jue's seclusion was simply so that he wouldn't need to live in seclusion in the future!

After Han You left, Han Jue continued to Cultivate.

He was getting closer and closer to Attain the Dao.

The exact time could not be precisely estimated.

Perhaps one day he would successfully Attain the Dao; he only needed a suitable Opportunity.

He just needed to steadily comprehend the Extreme Origin Great Dao.

Time continued to flow.

Seventy years later.

All the Disciples woke up from their state of enlightenment, and they began to discuss the celestial demons that Han Jue had mentioned earlier.

They were only curious and not panicked.

That day, when the celestial demons cast their spells, they still couldn't break through the Formation, which showed that the Formation of the Hundred Peaks Immortal River was powerful enough.

On this day.

The Hundred Peaks Immortal River welcomed an Immortal with white hair, wearing a Taoist robe, carrying a treasured sword at his waist, and stepping on a crane, exuding an Immortal aura.

This Immortal was none other than Huang Jihao.

Looking at the Hundred Peaks Immortal River ahead, Huang Jihao's expression was unnatural. The crane collided with an invisible barrier and stopped accordingly.

Huang Jihao spoke, "This humble one is Huang Jihao. I wonder if Li Daokong and Li Xuan'ao are here?"

The Hundred Peaks Immortal River was silent, with no one responding.

Huang Jihao frowned.

At this moment, Li Xuan'ao's voice drifted out, "Eh? Why are you still alive?"

Huang Jihao was instantly depressed and said in a muffled voice, "Master, it seems you have truly forgotten me. Can I continue to pledge my allegiance to you?"

"Why?"

"I am being hunted down by the Celestial Clan."

"Why are they hunting you down?"

"I killed their people."

"Why did you kill them?"

"I… What do you mean?"

Huang Jihao was almost infuriated to explosion. He had come full of joy, only to be treated like this. He was also a person with pride; how could he endure this?

Li Xuan'ao said, "Wanting to join the Hidden Sect is not that easy. Your Master here does not have the final say either. I'll ask for you."

"Thank you, Master."

Huang Jihao replied, sighing in his heart.

He was truly curious about the Hidden Sect. He knew of the Hidden Sect, and the Master of the Hidden Gate was Han Jue.

But a tribulation had passed, and he had never heard of Han Jue's name at all. Now the Hidden Sect was notorious outside, and he suspected that the Hidden Sect had changed its Master long ago.

Otherwise, how could someone as arrogant as Li Daokong join the Hidden Sect?

Thinking of Han Jue, Huang Jihao felt a wave of emotion.

He hadn't expected that the Crimson Cloud Realm back then would produce so many prominent figures, considering it one of the top-tier realms of Luck in the Mortal Realm.

Just as Huang Jihao was overthinking, his vision blurred, and he directly appeared in front of Li Xuan'ao.

Li Xuan'ao looked Huang Jihao up and down, clicking his tongue in wonder as he said, "Second Profound Divine Essence, barely acceptable. However, compared to the Long-Armed Ape, your Aptitude is a bit poor."

Hoo hoo! I am going to revive with full health, brothers! Are you ready!