"I also think that our aptitudes are too strong, but Grandmaster always makes us feel that he's unfathomable. Most importantly, Grandmaster does not go out to train and is in seclusion every day."
Fang Liang lamented, his face full of reverence.
He was able to achieve what he had today because Han Yan had defied the heavens and changed his fate.
The Immortal God said that he was the Son of Heaven and Earth, but he knew that he was very mediocre. The so-called Son of Heaven and Earth was also a fate that his Grandmaster had snatched for him.
In his heart, Han Yan would always be the most important person.
Murong Qi teased, "Maybe Grandmaster is Daozu's incarnation? Only peerless mighty figures need to be in seclusion all the time because they need tens of thousands of years to cultivate in seclusion. If that's the case, our Grandmaster is actually not cultivating hard. He hasn't even started cultivating in seclusion. "
Fang Liang felt that it made sense and could not help but nod.
Of course, he only felt that Han Yan was a peerless mighty figure and not Daozu.
Daozu was an illusory legend. He might not really exist.
Just like that, the two of them chatted casually.
On the other side.
In the imperial garden.
Di Taebaek came in front of the Celestial Ruler and bowed. "Your Majesty, the True Dragon race has been restless recently. There's even a Crown Prince who went to the Reroll World. With Han Yan's personality, it's very likely that …"
Although Han Yan was timid, he was too timid and always wanted to eliminate future troubles.
He was cowardly and ruthless!
The Celestial Ruler's eyes flickered. "Don't worry about them."
"If …"
"Han Yan is from Heaven. The True Dragon race is only related to me. You should understand which is more important. I belong to Heaven now and not the True Dragon race."
"I understand!"
"Report to me about the situation in the Reroll World at any time."
"Yes!"
Di Taebaek left quickly.
The Celestial Ruler put down his wine glass and snorted coldly. "Dragon race, it seems that you have not forgotten your past ambitions. Since you are unwilling to support me, don't blame me for being ruthless!"
…
The battle between the White-Robed Buddha and the Dragon Tribe lasted for a few days. In the end, both the White-Robed Buddha and the Primordial Unity Golden Immortal who led the Dragon Tribe this time suffered heavy injuries. The Dragon Tribe retreated and the White-Robed Buddha quickly went to find Han Yan.
The two of them met in the grove.
The White-Robed Buddha had a bitter expression as he said, "Senior, the one who came this time is the True Dragon Race's Thirteenth Crown Prince. This person is also an outstanding talent. I won't be able to handle him the next time he comes."
Han Yan asked, "Why are they here?"
"They want to occupy the Reroll World? The providence of the Reroll World is too strong now. Before long, the highest realm in the mortal world will be raised to the Earth Immortal Realm."
"It's fine. I'll kill him the next time he comes."
"Yes, Senior."
The White-Robed Buddha heaved a sigh of relief. As long as Han Yan was willing to help, everything would be fine.
Han Yan asked meaningfully, "When will you return to Buddhism or Chanism?"
The White-Robed Buddha said without thinking, "I definitely can't return to Buddhism. The Buddha has already sent people to chase after me. As for Chanism, that's already the past. The Heavenly Venerable clearly doesn't want to fight for power anymore. I'll stay in the Reroll World from now on."
He came back to his senses and realized something. He immediately knelt in front of Han Yan.
"Senior! Please accept me. I'm willing to serve you! "
Han Yan smiled and said, "Sure. From now on, you're a member of the Hidden Sect. As for your status and identity, it will depend on your performance."
Hidden Sect?
The White-Robed Buddha was deep in thought. Could it be that there was a huge faction behind Han Yan?
No wonder!
He was instantly excited and hurriedly promised that he would work hard.
The two of them exchanged a few more pleasantries before leaving.
Han Yan returned to the Connate Cave Abode with a solemn expression.
The Dragon Race!
If this continued, the Immeasurable Calamity would begin. He would have no choice but to enter the calamity. Even if he did not want to fight with others, his enemies would come knocking on his door.
When all his enemies came, how could he withstand it?
No!
He had to think of a way to curse all of them to death.
Han Yan made up his mind and decided to go big.
"I have 54 trillion years of lifespan. What's wrong with betting 100 million years of lifespan?"
Han Yan thought silently and took out the Book of Misfortune.
First, he cursed the Heavenly Rage Buddha, then the Thirteenth Prince. This way, even if he died, the True Dragon Race might not think of Han Yan.
Han Yan began to exert his strength.
Ten days later, he still did not stop and continued to curse the Heavenly Rage Buddha.
The Heavenly Rage Buddha was the person who gave Xun Chang-an the Love Calamity. His Hatred Points had reached 4.5 stars and he had to die.
He cursed for an entire month.
Han Yan's lifespan dropped by 1,000 years. He noticed an email notification.
[Your enemy, the Heavenly Rage Buddha, destroyed his own demonic heart because of your curse. His body and soul were destroyed and he has completely fallen.]
Putting aside this crazy curse, Han Yan had cursed the Heavenly Rage Buddha countless times before. He was about to go crazy.
Fallen!
Han Yan smiled smugly and then began to curse the Thirteenth Prince of the True Dragon Race.
Nine days later.
Han Yan saw another notification.
[The Thirteenth Prince of the True Dragon Race suffered Qi Deviation because of your curse. He wreaked havoc in the race and was killed by his elders.]
Han Yan was overjoyed. After the system upgraded, it could actually detect people who had no relationship with him.
This was a good thing.
Han Yan continued to curse.
Next was the Nine-tailed Demon Empress of the Demon Race. This woman's son had died, so she must have been thinking about him.
A month later.
[Your enemy, the Nine-tailed Demon Empress, suffered Qi Deviation because of your curse. Fortunately, the Goblin Emperor protected her soul.]
Han Yan continued to curse ruthlessly.
Another month passed.
[Your enemy, the Nine-tailed Demon Empress, suffered a drop in cultivation because of your curse. Fortunately, the Goblin Emperor protected her soul.]
Again!
[Your enemy, the Nine-tailed Demon Empress, could not withstand the evil aura because of your curse. She died and her body and soul were destroyed.]
The Nine-tailed Demon Empress' portrait disappeared.
Han Yan had lost tens of thousands of years of lifespan. Not only was his heart bleeding, but his eyes were also bleeding.
However, it was worth it.
He did not continue cursing and planned to rest for a few months.
...
Inside a majestic palace, a group of maidservants knelt on the ground and trembled.
An imposing figure stood in front of them. It was the Goblin Emperor.
The Goblin Emperor was 30 meters tall and wore a red robe with dragon patterns. His face was cold, and there was a pair of horns on both sides of his divine crown. Nine small suns floated behind him, and they were extremely dazzling.
The Goblin Emperor's face was cold, and his eyes were filled with killing intent. He said in a low voice, "I only went out for a while, and the Demon Empress died? Were there really no enemies sneaking in during this period? "
"No … the Demon Empress' condition is not right …"
A maidservant trembled. Before she could finish, the Goblin Emperor waved his sleeves and killed these maidservants.
They were all turned into ashes without even having the time to wail!
The Goblin Emperor's murderous aura made the palace tremble.
He pinched his fingers to calculate, but he could not find out who killed the Nine-tailed Demon Empress.
He could only find a book.
A mysterious book without words.
A supreme treasure!
Someone was using this treasure to curse his Demon Empress!
The Goblin Emperor frowned. He could not find the owner of this book.
"Don't let me find you. Otherwise, it will be difficult for you to die even if you want to!"
The Goblin Emperor's eyes flickered as he muttered to himself. His words were filled with killing intent.
...
After resting for half a year, Han Yan held the Book of Misfortune and checked his interpersonal relationships. He started to choose his next enemy.
The Goblin Emperor surpassed the Immortal Thearch. He could not curse him rashly. It was very difficult to curse him to death, and he might even be discovered.
The Undying Thearch, then!
This fellow was killed by the Divine General, but a wisp of his soul was still hiding somewhere.
He had to be killed!
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