Upon hearing Jixian Shen's words, Han Yan instinctively resisted.
You're still saying that you're not a Tribulation Taker!
I saved you out of kindness, and you want to drag me into the calamity?
Han Yan complained in his heart.
[Detected that the Tribulation Taker has invited you to enter the calamity together. You have the following choices:]
[One, agree. Compete with the Tribulation Taker for great providence. You can obtain a magical power inheritance, a supreme treasure, a fragment of the Great Path, and a Heavenly Path Spirit Stone.]
[Two, refuse. Stay away from the calamity and cultivate in a low-key manner. You can obtain a chance to upgrade the system.]
Han Yan saw the three lines of words in front of him and immediately chose the second option.
[System upgrade begins.]
Finally, there was a chance to upgrade the system!
What a wonderful feeling.
Han Yan was in a good mood. He looked at Jixian Shen, shook his head, and said with a smile, "Don't you know my character? I'm afraid of death. Forget it. "
Jixian Shen's eyes flashed with disappointment.
If he had Han Yan's help, he would have been more confident.
Wait!
How can I think like that?
I want to surpass Cao Cao!
Jixian Shen's eyes became firm again.
The two of them stopped talking.
Several hours later, after Jixian Shen's body recovered, Han Yan quickly left.
The ghost figure appeared above Jixian Shen's head again. He sighed and said, "It's rare to have a close friend in life. I didn't expect you to have such a close friend. I'm impressed."
Jixian Shen couldn't help but recall his acquaintance with Han Yan in the mortal world. He shook his head and laughed.
…
Han Yan frantically moved in the netherworld. After moving tens of thousands of times, he jumped back into the Hidden Sect Island.
Han Yan was secretly pleased when he returned to the Fusang Tree.
Now, no one would be able to track him!
"Master, why did you come back from outside?" Tu Ling-er asked curiously.
Han Yan said, "It's windy outside. I went to stop the wind."
Tu Ling-er couldn't help but look at the dark sky. Was there wind?
Han Yan began to observe the Fusang Tree.
The tree's intelligence seemed to have grown a little. This time, it no longer resisted Han Yan. Facing Han Yan's consciousness, it even felt somewhat close.
Han Yan used his own spiritual sense to nourish it, but he did not intend to spoil it through excessive enthusiasm and let it grow on its own.
"Master, Murong Qi is bullying us!"
Han San suddenly ran over and said. The other Calabash Brothers were also indignant.
Although their seniority was higher than Murong Qi, they were no match for Murong Qi.
Murong Qi spread out his hands and said, "It's just a friendly match. Don't slander others. Didn't you beat Tengu before?"
Tengu nodded desperately, but he was crying in his heart.
It was actually beaten up by a junior. Its self-esteem was about to be shattered.
Zhou Mingyue also stood up and said, "Martial Uncle Murong, why don't you and I spar!"
Murong Qi looked at Zhou Mingyue and nodded slightly.
Recently, Zhou Mingyue's bloodline had begun to transform. The bloodline of the Demon Saint from his previous life might be restored. His combat strength and cultivation had been increasing rapidly.
What annoyed him was that no matter how hard he cultivated, he could not surpass his master, Chu Shiren.
Chu Shiren said that he did not want to cultivate, but he kept suppressing him by a major realm. It made him want to vomit blood.
"You can spar as much as you want, but you can't be too ruthless. It's against the sect rules to kill fellow disciples."
Han Yan said casually. Cultivating on the island was boring to begin with. It was a good thing to be able to spar.
However, Hidden Sect Island had a limited space. The disciples could not use their full strength. Otherwise, they would shake the restrictions and the surrounding Yellow Springs.
After nourishing the Fusang Tree for five minutes, Han Yan returned to the Connate Cave Abode to continue cultivating.
He sat on the bed and opened his interpersonal relationships. After confirming that the Great Freedom Golden Crow Divine Emperor's portrait was no longer there, he finally relaxed.
This great enemy was finally dead, and no new hatred appeared.
The karma divine power was really powerful. It could prevent the Russian doll plot from appearing.
Han Yan thought.
A few months later.
Han Yan, who was cultivating, received the call of the White-Robed Buddha.
He could not help but send his spiritual sense into the Reroll World and find the White-Robed Buddha.
The White-Robed Buddha was in the Daoist temple. Han Yan materialized a shadow and floated in front of him.
"Sect Master, I want to summon back the cultivators who have ascended from the Reroll World," the White-Robed Buddha said with a bow.
Han Yan frowned and asked, "How many people do you have to summon back? No, it's too noisy. "
The White-Robed Buddha asked in surprise, "It's been so long. Could it be that the Great Freedom Golden Crow Divine Emperor is still chasing after us?"
Han Yan was stunned.
That's right.
The Great Freedom Golden Crow Divine Emperor was already dead. What was he afraid of now?
Although the Goblin Emperor and the Tendo Buddha hated him, they had no time to care about him.
The reason why he moved the Reroll World over was because the Great Freedom Golden Crow Divine Emperor was pestering him.
Han Yan asked, "How many people can you summon back?"
The White-Robed Buddha replied, "At least a thousand people. Now that the Immortal World is in chaos, those cultivators are already uneasy. When they heard that the providence of the mortal world has increased and that they can hide, they all want to return. However, the Reroll World is isolated by your Dharma powers, so they can't use their divine abilities to track it down."
Han Yan thought for a moment and said, "Let them return to the void where the Reroll World was before. I'll pick them up 50 years later."
"Thank you, Sect Master!"
The White-Robed Buddha was pleasantly surprised.
Then, he began to report the recent development of the Reroll World.
Other than the continuous increase in the ceiling of the cultivation world, the number of living beings was also increasing. The humans and demons did not interfere with each other and were all immersed in the cultivation frenzy.
The only thing the White-Robed Buddha complained about was that the Reroll World was too small.
After the two of them finished chatting, Han Yan focused his attention on the Primordial World.
He led the nebulous Primordial Qi to the Reroll World and created land out of nothing to expand the Reroll World.
This process would be slow. Han Yan had to cultivate and expand at the same time.
To an Immortal Emperor, multitasking was a piece of cake.
Time continued to pass.
The system's upgrade took longer than before.
In the blink of an eye, ten years passed.
The system had yet to be successfully upgraded.
Han Yan chased the Wudao Jian out. Then, he took out the Book of Misfortune and started cursing his enemies.
As he cursed, he checked his emails.
[Your good friend Li Daokong has stepped into the River of Destiny.]
[Your good friend has been put to death and has comprehended a Deity Realm mystical ability.]
[Your Dao companion Xing Hongxuan has received guidance from a Grand Unity Golden Immortal. Her cultivation has increased greatly.]
[Your good friend Huang Jihao has been attacked by demons] x 349232
[Your good friend Jiang Yi has been attacked by your enemy Li Xuanao and is severely injured.]
[Your good friend Zhou Fan has devoured a Qilin and his bloodline has transformed.]
[Your good friend Meng Po has been cursed by a mysterious curse.]
…
The battle was still going on, but it was much calmer than before.
It seemed that the Great Tribulation was not always in a tense battle.
Han Yan noticed that Meng Po had been cursed.
His heart skipped a beat.
Oh no!
Could it be that someone wanted to use the name of the Dark Forbidden Lord to commit a crime?
At this juncture, as long as one cursed the enemy and splashed water on the Dark Forbidden Lord, it would be very easy to succeed.
"Wait! No one knows that I'm the Dark Forbidden Lord. So what if I'm splashed with water? "
Han Yan raised his eyebrows and thought.
He had deduced that the name of the Dark Forbidden Lord did not form karma. After all, the Book of Misfortune could block karma.
Forget it.
No matter what they did, after the Immeasurable Calamity ended, they would most likely die.
His goal was to survive this Immeasurable Calamity!
[Han Ming has developed hatred towards you. Current Hatred Points: 4 stars.]
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