Top Tier Providence, Secretly Cultivate for a Thousand Years

Han Jue took a deep breath and tried to calm down. Fortunately, he hadn't started to break through yet.

We have to guard against this situation in the future.

Han Jue chose to accept the dream and soon entered the dreamland.

In the splendid hall, Han Jue saw Qiuxilai, still high and mighty.

Han Jue became angry when he saw him.

I want to see what tricks you, old boy, can come up with!

Qiuxilai said in a deep voice: "Get ready to compete for the holy throne!"

Han Jue said: "Oh."

Qiuxilai asked: "There are two hundred immortal emperors under your sect? Those people seem to be the You clan created by Empress Houtu?"

"That's right."

Han Jue responded that he was not afraid of Qiuxilai finding out.

Qiuxilai said: "You can't completely trust Houtu Empress. After all, she bears the blood feud of the Wu clan. Don't be dragged down by her."

"Thank you saint for reminding me."

"Well, Buddhism will be born soon. Let the Chu people be the Buddhas then."

"OK."

"As for the fight for the Holy Throne, you have to decide what to do. I have already prepared the Hongmeng Purple Qi required for the Holy Throne. It depends on your own efforts."

"I understand, thank you Saint for your kindness."

"Um."

The dream is broken.

Han Jue returned to reality and immediately began to break through.

He would treat it as farts if he asked for help from the West.

Let’s break through first!

Twenty years later.

Han Jue's breakthrough was successful!

A vast aura spread out from his Taoist temple, making the Yinmen disciples look sideways.

Did Han Jue make a breakthrough, or did he gain supernatural powers?

Even the Dao Supreme in the Great Luo Realm feels suffocated.

The gap is too big!

While consolidating his cultivation, Han Jue checked his attribute list:

[Name: Han Jue]

[Lifespan: 13987/32, 9000, 9999, 9999, 9999, 9999]

[Race: Hongmeng Demon God (Infinite Emperor)]

[Cultivation: Mid-stage of Quasi-Hunyuan Daluo Golden Fairyland]

[Kung Fu: Hongmeng Reincarnation Avenue (Dao Level), Zhoutian Body Tempering Technique]

[The avenue: the avenue of life and death, the avenue of cause and effect, the avenue of extreme sources]

…

Life expectancy has nearly tripled again!

Cool!

Han Jue's current lifespan is almost immortal, and the immortal world may not have such a long life.

good!

There must be a wave of fateful saints later!

Han Jue closed his eyes silently and continued to consolidate his cultivation.

It took another thirty years for his cultivation to be completely stable.

After that, he spent several months improving his magical powers in swordsmanship, and then continued to practice the magic of the devil.

Twenty years later.

Han Jue learned the laws of nine demon gods, namely the Thunderbolt Demon, the Hunghan Demon, the Abyss Demon, the Blood Demon, the Extreme Ice Demon, the Light Demon, the Cloud Demon, the Mysterious Demon, and the Demon of Resentment.

So far, Han Jue has mastered a total of twenty-two demon gods!

Twenty-two demon gods came out together. Even if it were a saint, it would still take ten breaths to beat him.

Under the saint, no matter who it is, Han Jue can kill him instantly!

If his realm increases by a small level, Han Jue's strength will leap by a large margin!

Instead of condensing new demonic energy in the star world, Han Jue took out the book of doom and began to curse the fateful saint.

His lifespan has been refreshed and doubled, so he must be cursed to add to the fun!

Five days later.

Han Jue's lifespan began to decline rapidly.

He stared at his properties panel and at the same time called up his email to check.

[Your friend, the Emperor of Heaven, has received mysterious and powerful guidance, and his moral performance has greatly improved]

[Your apprentice Long Hao has re-condensed his physical body]

[Your disciple Sun Fangliang enters the dark restricted area]

[Your friend Li Daokong broke through the shackles of heaven and entered the realm of quasi-sage]

[Your Taoist companion Xuan Qingjun has realized the Taoism of the Celestial Clan, and his Taoism has greatly improved]

[Your friend Pan Xin broke through the seal, was attacked by the ancient Lord of Calamity, and was seriously injured]

[Your friend Jiang Dugu was attacked by your friend Li Daokong and was seriously injured]

…

Li Daokong turned out to be a quasi-sage, which was both unexpected and reasonable.

After all, Li Daokong is the great disciple of the People's Sect and has experienced countless calamities. How can he not make a leap in his cultivation?

It is estimated that Li Muyi started a lot of small things.

Poor Jiang Dugu can't beat Li Daokong now.

Han Bing, the ancient master of calamity, is very curious, who is this guy?

Ask again later.

He cannot evolve casually because of his own curiosity, it must involve himself.

Otherwise, there are too many unknown things in the entire fairy world. If Han Juezhen asks about them one by one, no matter how long his life is, it will not be enough to waste.

Han Jue's lifespan continued to decline.

A billion years!

Tens of billions of years!

Hundreds of billions of years!

Trillions of years!

Two trillion years!

…

Thirty-three layers of heaven.

In the main hall, the fortune-telling saint raised his hands to use his skills to resist the strange curse.

"Damn Dark Lord, the power of the curse has been strengthened again, and he still dares to pretend, he is definitely a saint!"

The fateful saint cursed secretly, the power of this curse has surpassed the power of the quasi-sage.

However, he did not panic and could still resist.

As time went by, the fateful saint's brows became more and more frowned.

The inner demons he had suppressed before jumped out again.

"You are the most powerful saint, why do you look at the faces of other saints?"

"You don't rely on the Taoist ancestors or the Qi Luck sect. You become a saint by your own practice. You are the destiny!"

"Use your magical power to destroy Tao and destroy the orthodoxy of all saints!"

The fateful saint ignores the inner demons and uses his supreme power to protect his Taoist heart.

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His mana began to become unstable, and the curse of the Dark Lord had reached a terrifying level.

"Who is it...?"

The Fate Saint gritted his teeth. With such a curse, he thought of a Saint.

A saint who is not a saint of heaven!

People teach Li Muyi!

Probably!

Li Muyi is not weaker than him, and he is not a saint of heaven. If Li Muyi curses him, it will be difficult for him to calculate.

Moreover, as the leader of the Human Religion, Li Muyi also controls the other two branches of the Taoist Sect. It is indeed good for the Taoist Sect to get rid of other saints.

The fateful saint suddenly became enlightened, and his eyes became cold.

…

When Han Jue's life span dropped to 18 trillion years, he finally saw the email about the Fate Saint, and he immediately stopped cursing.

[Because of your curse, your enemy, the Fate Saint, has cracks in his Taoist heart, and his inner demons have arisen]

enough!

Worth it!

It is almost impossible to curse a saint to death in one go.

Han Jue just wanted to grind him to death.

After resting for a few days, Han Jue continued to curse, this time he cursed Qiuxilai.

Although Qiu Xilai had helped him in the previous calamity, this guy wanted to trick him and even used the holy throne to seduce him.

Han Jue cursed Qiuxilai just to warn him.

To avoid disturbing him by constantly checking the screen when he has nothing to do.

Five days after the curse, Han Jue put down the book of doom.

He stood up, twisted his waist, and began to stretch his muscles.

This is a set of secret techniques he learned in his previous life, and the young eagle takes off.

Just remembering him, Han Jue was a quasi-sage and didn't need to move his muscles at all.

While he was moving, he used his spiritual thoughts to observe the situation in the dojo.

Recently, several innate beings have transformed into forms. Like the previous innate beings, they follow Han Zuotian and patrol the Baiyue Immortal River from time to time to look for the wind. No one knows what wind they are looking for.