Han Ming?
Who?
Han Yan was stunned when he saw the line of words.
He immediately checked Han Ming's profile picture.
[Han Ming: Late-stage Grand Unity Mystic Immortal, descendant of an Immortal Emperor. His elder brother, Han Yan, was chosen by Immortal Emperor Samsara as his descendant. He was thus valued by Immortal Emperor Samsara and transformed from a mortal into an Immortal. He learned that everything he had was because of his elder brother, Han Yan, so he was jealous of you. Current Hatred Points: 4 stars.]
'What the hell?
My younger brother? '
Han Yan was dumbfounded.
The system actually arranged the providence of an Immortal Emperor's descendant that Immortal Emperor Samsara chose him. That was quite impressive.
Han Yan was not grateful to Immortal Emperor Samsara. He should be grateful to the system.
As for his younger brother, Han Yan did not care at all.
His parents abandoned him when he was young. Immortal Emperor Samsara probably chose Han Yan because he saw that Han Yan was rising and wanted another pawn to restrain him.
'You want to use this stupid younger brother to threaten me?
Impossible! '
Han Yan smiled in disdain and ignored Han Ming.
Han Ming was only a Grand Unity Mystic Immortal and could not threaten him at all.
Han Yan did not even care about Immortal Emperor Samsara. After all, he was also an Immortal Emperor.
He had cultivated the Primordial Chaos Reincarnation Great Dao, which was even stronger than the Six Paths of Reincarnation Technique.
After cursing all his enemies, Han Yan did not get up and continued to cultivate.
Although the Great Freedom Golden Crow Divine Emperor was dead, Han Yan still had to work hard to become stronger.
His goal was to become a Rank Four Immortal Emperor!
...
In the vast void, there was a Sun Star.
The surface of the planet was engulfed in flames like purgatory. There was a huge palace in one place, and two huge three-legged Golden Crows were at the entrance.
Inside the palace, the Sun True Fire was also burning, but the decorations were not burned.
Figures stood in the palace, including Jiang Yi.
A majestic figure sat on the main seat. He had a bird's head and a human's body. He wore a red robe and had a terrifying aura.
The Patriarch of Jinwu, Di Lantian!
"The Great Freedom Golden Crow Divine Emperor has fallen. Who has he been chasing recently?" Di Lantian asked coldly.
Jiang Yi was the first to speak. "He's chasing after a friend of mine. However, that person's cultivation is weak, and he's not an Immortal Emperor yet. The Great Freedom Golden Crow Divine Emperor should have been killed by other great beings."
The others nodded in agreement.
Previously, when Jiang Yi had been killed by the Great Freedom Golden Crow Divine Emperor, it had caused quite a stir in the clan. They were all geniuses who deserved to be nurtured by the Jinwu with all their might. It would be a pity no matter who they lost.
Di Lantian narrowed his eyes and asked, "The Great Freedom Golden Crow Divine Emperor died in the netherworld?"
An elder nodded and replied, "Yes, I've asked the King of Hell. The King of Hell is in seclusion and said that he doesn't know. Ksitigarbha was attacked by the Fiend Ancestor previously and didn't have the time to care about the Great Freedom Golden Crow Divine Emperor."
The others made their guesses.
Jiang Yi was displeased when he heard that. "So what if he's dead? Patriarch, as long as you give me time, it won't be difficult for me to surpass the Great Freedom Golden Crow Divine Emperor. I will bring prosperity to the Jinwu!"
Di Lantian narrowed his eyes at him and smiled. "What do you plan to do during this calamity? Are you going to avoid it or enter it? "
"Enter, of course!"
"Aren't you afraid of death?"
"The reason why a prodigy is a prodigy is because I'm alive. If I die, it means that I'm not the Jinwu's destiny!"
Jiang Yi was full of confidence. Once the Great Freedom Golden Crow Divine Emperor died, he would be the strongest prodigy in the Jinwu. No one would be able to compete with him.
Di Lantian smiled meaningfully.
"In that case, I'll give you a mission. Go to the netherworld and find Pagoda Zuwu! Destroy it! "Di Lantian said.
Hearing that, Jiang Yi immediately agreed without hesitation.
The others were in an uproar.
Pagoda Zuwu!
They could not help but think of the long-standing hatred between Shamanism and the Jinwu.
...
Time flew by.
In the blink of an eye, another thirty years had passed.
Han Yan's cultivation had improved again. The speed at which the Stellar Primordial Body absorbed the 36th-grade Reincarnation World Destruction Black Lotus' negative karma was also increasing. Rank Four Immortal Emperor seemed to be no longer far away.
Every ten years, Han Yan would take a month to take care of his enemies. However, only Golden Roc Demon Lord's cultivation was constantly declining. The Goblin Emperor, Tendo Buddha, and Li Xuanao could not curse him.
Han Yan was not in a hurry. Life was quite good like this.
Han Yan took out the Book of Misfortune and cursed his enemies again.
As he cursed, he checked his emails.
Heaven seemed to be fighting with the Goblin Court again. There were all kinds of attacks and serious injuries.
Xing Hongxuan had a lot of fortuitous opportunities. It seemed that the Golden Kite Sacred Meridian's bloodline was not simple.
He did not know how this woman was doing recently. They were too far apart, so Han Yan could not understand her current situation.
A few days later, Han Yan was still cursing his enemies.
[Detected bearer of Connate providence, check its origin.]
Han Yan raised his eyebrows and immediately chose to check.
It had been a long time since he had seen someone with Connate providence. It had been hundreds of years.
Now, there was not a single person with Connate providence recognized by the system in the Reroll World.
The threshold for being a person with Connate providence was also increasing as Han Yan's cultivation level increased.
[Duan Hongchen: Rank One Immortal Emperor, born from a calamity, the reincarnation of an ancient god. He once participated in the Immeasurable Calamity and died. His remnant soul was suppressed in the netherworld with the negative karma of heaven and earth. After countless years of evolution, a physical body was born from negative karma. His remnant soul gave birth to intelligence. He can absorb negative karma and become stronger, but he can't digest negative karma.]
Eh?
Born from a calamity?
Wasn't Jixian Shen the one facing the calamity?
Could it be that there was more than one person facing the calamity?
Han Yan immediately checked Duan Hongchen. This fellow was actually slowly rising toward the surface of the sea in the Yellow Spring.
As a precaution, Han Yan still had a simulation trial with Duan Hongchen first.
That was close!
Instant kill!
Then there was no need to worry.
Han Yan did not look for Duan Hongchen. It was better to stay away from such a jinx to avoid being involved in the calamity.
…
In the dark Yellow Spring, a pair of eyes opened. These eyes were so clear and bright that it was as if they could expel all the filth in the world.
"I'm finally awake."
A murmur sounded. He suddenly rushed out of the Yellow Spring, and the water of the Yellow Spring shot into the sky.
Duan Hongchen revealed his figure. He was naked, and his figure was perfect. His muscles were well-defined, and his white hair danced in the wind.
He raised his right hand, and the water of the Yellow Spring below rose up and wrapped around his body. It condensed into a tight yellow robe, and a crown that looked like a dragon horn appeared on his head. It was ferocious and domineering.
Duan Hongchen twisted his waist and then opened his arms. His handsome face revealed a slightly ferocious smile as he murmured, "Hao Tian, I have been resurrected. I will fight for the Heavenly Dao before you!"
He smiled with incomparable confidence.
Just as he was about to leave, he suddenly felt something and could not help but turn his head to look.
His gaze locked onto a small reef on the surface of the Yellow Spring in the distance.
"Eh?"
Duan Hongchen was surprised and murmured, "The God of Misfortune, why is he here?"
With that, Duan Hongchen flew toward the Hidden Sect Island.
He smelled the scent of misfortune as soon as he was born. He could not help but smile.
What a good omen!
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