After Su Qi left, another ten years passed.
Han Jue kept cultivating, and his cultivation level increased steadily.
On this day.
He opened his eyes and took out the Book of Misfortune to curse. At the same time, he opened the emails.
(Your good friend Zhou Fan has refined the Domination Physique again. He has fused both his previous and current lives. His cultivation has increased greatly.](Your good friend Mo Zhu has comprehended the true meaning of Heaven and Earth during her cultivation. Her comprehension has increased.]
[Your good friend Ji Xianshen was attacked by demon beasts] x158907
(Your grand-disciple Fang Liang was attacked by your enemy, the Black Fox Demon Emperor.) [Your grand-disciple Fang Liang fought desperately to survive and condensed his heart of killing.)
(Your good friend Divine General was trapped in the Fiendish Formation. His fate is unknown.]
(Your disciple Su Qi was attacked by demon beasts] X24113
Still so chaotic!
Perhaps to some people, it was not chaos, but excitement.Although Han Jue was already invincible in the mortal world, he still didn’t have the interest to explore the world. There would be many opportunities in the future. He couldn’t delay his cultivation now. What would happen when he encountered powerful enemies in the future?
Han Jue really didn’t want to die anymore!
Just as he was sighing, Dao Comprehension Sword saw him open his eyes and said, “Master, the Earth Immortal Gourd Vine seems to be sprouting.”
Han Jue said, “Really? That’s good. I’ll go out and take a look in half a year.”
Dao Comprehension Sword asked curiously, “Why half a year?”
Han Jue held the Book of Misfortune and said seriously, “One can’t be reckless. Cultivation has to have a rhythm. I’ll calm down first.”
Although Dao Comprehension Sword didn’t understand, she was very impressed.
After spending half a year cursing all his enemies, Han Jue stood up and walked out of the Connate Cave Abode.
Arriving in front of the Fusang Tree, Yang Tiandong, Tu Ling’er, and the Three-Headed Wyrm King stood up and bowed to him.
The Black Hell Chicken and Chaotic Heavenly Dog also looked at him.
Han Jue stared at the Earth Immortal Gourd Vine on the Fusang Tree and pondered.
One of the gourd vines had indeed begun to sprout. Perhaps it was some pattern, but it happened to have seven sprouts.
There were seven Connate Gourds in the legends of the Primordial World.
There was also the story of the Seven Calabash Brothers.
Perhaps seven represented a certain pattern in the rules of the world.
“It seems that the Fusang Tree, the Earth Immortal Gourd Vine, the Nine Heavens Galaxy Water, the Resurrection Lily, and the Ancient Spiritual Ginseng can affect and speed up each other’s growth.” Han Jue thought silently.
He looked forward to the Earth Immortal Gourd Vine forming a gourd.
These gourds could be refined into Dharma treasures or become living beings.
Han Jue didn’t have a high demand for Dharma treasures, but he hoped that the gourd could transform.
Cultivation was boring and lonely. All these years, if not for the Black Hell Chicken, Dao Comprehension Sword, and the others, Han Jue’s personality would probably have changed.
In addition, if the gourds transformed, they could become a powerful force in the future.
“Perhaps I should give my lineage a name.”
Han Jue suddenly had an idea.
Sooner or later, he would ascend to the Upper World. It would be very difficult for the Jade Pure Sacred Sect to follow him for life.
Moreover, the sect was also divided into many branches. There were the eighteen peaks, the main peak, and various branches of the elders. Although they were a sect, they had all sorts of inheritances.
Han Jue didn’t think too much about it.
At the moment, he wasn’t ready to pass down a legacy alone. He would wait until his disciples had completely matured.
After thinking for a while, Han Jue returned to the Connate Cave Abode.
At the same time.
A crack appeared in the vast starry sky. A figure slowly stepped out and walked into the mortal world.
It was Yang San!
Yang San wore heavy silver armor and had a majestic figure. He wore a wyrm’s silver crown and held a spear that burned with flames.
A crazed smile appeared on his face.
“Your nightmare has arrived!”
Yang San was excited. He was finally going to avenge his junior sister.
He and Yang Yanjun had grown up together. They could be said to be childhood sweethearts. They had even done things that only husband and wife could do. However, afraid that his master would discover it, he had never made it public.
Yang Yanjun had descended into the mortal world and died because of his request. This hatred was like a nightmare that haunted Yang San’s heart.
If he didn’t take revenge, his Dao heart would be damaged.
As Yang San descended into the mortal world, he pinched his fingers to deduce.
Soon, he knew where his junior had died.
He immediately flew in that direction.
He didn’t want to delay to prevent unnecessary trouble.
He wanted to kill Han Jue as soon as possible, extract his soul, bring him back to the Heavenly Court, and torture him every day.
Thinking of Han Jue’s begging figure made Yang San so excited that he couldn’t control himself.
Jade Pure Sacred Sect, Cultivate Diligently Become Immortal Mountain.
Not long after Han Jue returned to his cave abode, a familiar voice sounded.
“Fellow Daoist Guan, come quickly. I’ll wait for you at the usual place.”
It was Ji Xianshen again!
Han Jue was speechless.
Is this fellow pestering me?
Why does he come every few days?
Han Jue sighed and stood up helplessly.
In the forest, Ji Xianshen waited for Han Jue with a smile. He wanted to tell him a piece of good news.
At this moment!
His heart suddenly palpitated. He suddenly looked up and saw a handsome man with a bright light walking towards the Cultivate Diligently Become Immortal Mountain. In his hand was an extremely dazzling fire spear.
Ji Xianshen frowned.
Who was this?
He immediately rushed up and blocked Yang San’s path. “Who are you?”
From the looks of it, he was clearly looking for trouble with the Jade Pure Sacred Sect.
Ji Xianshen was the number one in the world now and had the duty to protect the righteous path in the mortal world.
Han Jue would owe him a favor!
Yang San stared at him coldly and said, “Get lost!”
Upon hearing this, Ji Xianshen’s anger soared. He cursed, “How arrogant!”
Raising his hands, lightning burst out from his body.
Without another word, Yang San suddenly waved his spear. His Dharmic powers erupted and sent Ji Xianshen flying.
Boom
Ji Xianshen spat out a mouthful of blood.
Yang San continued forward and looked at the eighteen peaks of the Jade Pure Sacred Sect in the distance. Then, he suddenly swung his spear.
In an instant, the surging flames turned into a huge flaming dragon that swept over. The mountains and rivers along the way shattered and the clouds were scattered by the heatwave. It was unstoppable.
“You’re courting death!”
Ji Xianshen roared angrily. His disheveled hair rose into the sky. Thunderclouds gathered and the world darkened.
Countless bolts of lightning interwove on Ji Xianshen’s body. Lightning burst forth from his eyes, and his robes swelled from his muscles. He was like the God of Thunder descending into the mortal world, unstoppable and unbeatable!
Yang San looked at him in surprise.
This person can actually use the Heavenly Lightning?
Ji Xianshen struck out with his palm. Countless bolts of lightning shot towards Yang San from all directions. The scene was shocking Yang San brandished his spear and easily blocked the lightning attack.
He noticed that the flaming dragon he had shot out had actually dissipated. The eighteen peaks of the Jade Pure Sacred Sect were still unscathed.
In front of the Cultivate Diligently Become Immortal Mountain stood a figure.
It was Han Jue!
At this moment, he frowned.
What powerful Dharmic powers!
He was much stronger than Yang Yanjun and Daoist Jueyan!
Under the Fusang Tree, the Black Hell Chicken, the two Golden Crows, the Chaotic Heavenly Dog, Dao Comprehension Sword, the Three-Headed Wyrm King, Tu Ling’er, and Yang Tiandong looked nervously at the sky.
In their eyes, the sky was filled with lightning and thunder, as if it was the end of the world.
The pressure of the battle had already enveloped the entire Jade Pure Sacred Sect, startling all the cultivators out of seclusion and into the sky.
Completely infuriated, Ji Xianshen could no longer bother to guess Yang San’s identity. He kept striking out with his palms, bombarding Yang San with endless divine lightning.
