Chapter 486
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Another thousand years had passed since Jingtian Gong left.
While cultivating, Han Yan cursed Saint Fate Secrets while checking his emails.
Most of the emails were about fortuitous encounters, he was bored.
It had been a long time since he saw the 'attacked' screen, Han Yan was not used to it.
It seemed that the Immortal World would be peaceful for a long time.
Han Yan felt that it was good, it gave them time to develop.
The hidden sect disciples' cultivation continued to increase, no one stagnated. One had to admit that Extreme Source Great Dao was truly amazing, all the disciples could gain enlightenment from it.
Han Yan realized that aptitude was not that important in reaching the Great Dao level, what was more important was aptitude and comprehension.
On this day.
Wudao Jian came to visit Han Yan.
She was already a Rank Nine Immortal Emperor, only one step away from Immortal Realm, she hoped that Han Yan could help her.
Han Yan began to teach her Dao alone, specifically about Immortal Realm.
Twenty years later, Wudao Jian left with enlightenment.
One hundred and thirty-nine years later, Wudao Jian successfully achieved Profound Divine Essence.
There were more and more Immortal Realm disciples in the hidden sect.
The entire hidden sect was in a state of prosperity.
The lower level Connate lifeforms also began to focus on cultivation, the number of Connate lifeforms around Hundred Mountains Immortal River was still increasing, but ever since Gu Zhuo Yin fell here, no strong enemies came to barge in.
Rumble —
Near Hundred Mountains Immortal River, the ground shook, scaring away many Connate lifeforms and beasts.
Huge fingers broke out of the ground, soon, the entire palm stood on the ground, it was bigger than a mountain, the fingertips reaching into the clouds.
The palm was covered in bloody scars, it was a shocking sight, the fingers were extremely stiff.
Under the Fusang Tree, Jiang Yi looked at the palm and frowned, muttering: "I think I've seen that hand somewhere before."
Heiyu Ji said calmly: "Didn't a severed limb fall from the sky thousands of years ago, it's probably a scheme of some great being, as long as it doesn't appear in Hundred Mountains Immortal River, we don't have to worry."
Jiang Yi glanced at it, pretending to be cold.
All the living beings in Hundred Mountains Immortal River were discussing that palm.
Inside the Taoist temple.
Han Yan's expression was strange.
This palm …
Zu Tu's hand!
The aura was exactly the same, just more sinister!
Could it be that Zu Tu's body was taken away by the Sages after his death?
Zu Tu was the strongest person in the early stages of the Cultivation Tribulation, yet he died because of Han Yan. Now that his palm appeared near the dojo, Han Yan felt inexplicably nervous.
"I want to know why this palm appeared near the dojo."
Han Yan thought silently.
[Two billion years of lifespan will be deducted. Continue?]
Continue!
[Done by Xiao The Great]
Han Yan frowned. It was indeed him.
Xiao The Great was the one who scattered his severed limbs to the Immortal Realm.
This person was one of the Demon Primogenitors. He had the support of the Demon Ancestor and was full of ambition.
Xiao The Great had probably noticed Han Yan because they had exchanged glances back then.
Han Yan had a premonition that the Demon would appear in the next Immeasurable Calamity and make a comeback.
Han Yan thought about it and decided to ignore it for now.
He would let the palm drive away the surrounding living beings and return peace to the Hundred Mountains Immortal River.
Even if Xiao The Great came in person, he would not be able to break through the dojo's defenses.
Zu Tu's palm absorbed endless negative karma and resentment. The aura of misfortune it emitted made living beings uneasy.
After a few years, some living beings could not take it anymore and fled the place.
This was exactly what Han Yan wanted.
Han Yan spread out his divine will and scanned several regions. He found that it was not just the Hundred Mountains Immortal River. Severed limbs from the previous Cultivation Tribulation appeared everywhere. They occupied places rich in Spirit Qi and drove away Connate lifeforms.
Only then did Han Jue understand.
Xiao The Great wanted to restrict the development of Connate lifeforms.
Since it was not just targeting Han Yan, he did not need to care.
Just like that.
Another seven hundred years passed.
A large number of cultivators were gathered outside the Hundred Mountains Immortal River. These cultivators all rushed towards Zu Tu's palm and set up formations around it with great fanfare.
This scene attracted the attention of the Hidden Sect disciples.
"Jie Jiao's disciples."
Long Hao recognized the Daoist robes these disciples were wearing and clicked his tongue in wonder.
The Jie Jiao's Sect Master had been here before. What was he planning to do with so many disciples this time?
The others also stared at the Jie Jiao's disciples.
Han Yan was also watching from inside the Daoist temple.
A few days later, the Jie Jiao's disciples surrounded Zu Tu's palm and began to activate the formations. One by one, the formations rose. There were golden chains wrapped around Zu Tu's palm, black flames burning, and a strange red aura seeping into Zu Tu's palm. Thousands of Jie Jiao's disciples kept casting spells.
A golden wheel appeared in the sky. It looked like dozens of golden circles were stacked on top of each other. Mysterious characters flashed vaguely. It was magnificent.
Zu Tu's palm trembled violently as if it was struggling.
Boom!
A strange force suddenly erupted. It could be seen with the naked eye and swept across the Jie Jiao's disciples.
Then, the Jie Jiao's disciples in the front row were petrified and turned into ashes.
This scene frightened the other Jie Jiao's disciples and made them run for cover.
Zu Tu's palm suddenly clenched into a fist. A strong wind swept in all directions and shattered all the formations around him.
The other Jie Jiao's disciples seemed to have been hit hard. They fell one after another and crashed into the mountains. They dried up at a speed visible to the naked eye and turned into mummies. Their bodies trembled. They wanted to make a sound but could not. In the end, they all died.
The world was silent.
The Yin Sect's disciples were stunned. Was this palm so powerful?
Even the Daluo Golden Immortal of the Supremacy Dao could not help but frown.
Han Yan could see that this palm had the power of a Sage-to-be. The strongest of these disciples was only an Immortal Emperor. How could they subdue it?
"Why did Jingtian Gong send them to their deaths?"
Han Yan could not figure it out.
Little did he know that it was not Jingtian Gong who sent them to their deaths. The entire Jie Jiao was trying to subdue the remains of the calamity. This group of disciples had their own ideas, so they rushed over.
After the Jie Jiao's disciples died, Zu Tu's palm slowly loosened. Looking from the sky, it was as if a giant had been buried alive.
This battle frightened the Yin Sect's disciples. However, they were not worried as long as Han Yan did not say anything. However, every time they saw Zu Tu's palm, they felt their hair stand on end.
Time continued to pass.
More than thirty years later.
[Detected that you have reached twenty thousand years old. You have the following choices:]
[One: Come into being immediately and clean up the remains of the calamity. You will receive unscrupulous merit, a Great Dao Fragment, and a Heavenly Dao Spirit Stone.]
[Two: Cultivate in a low-key manner and do not get involved with the world. You will receive a Great Dao Fragment and a Heavenly Dao Spirit Stone.]
Han Yan's eyes suddenly opened and lit up.
It's here!
It's here!
The Heavenly Dao Spirit Stone!
As expected of the reward for reaching twenty thousand years old!
The Book of Misfortune could be upgraded!
Han Yan thought happily. It was as if he could see the death of the Destiny Saint.
He chose the second choice without hesitation.
The Book of Misfortune was already a Daluo treasure. If it was upgraded, it would definitely be of a higher grade!
Han Yan immediately took out the Book of Misfortune and the Heavenly Dao Spirit Stone and began to fuse them.
He did not know if there were any Sage-to-be Dharma treasures. If not, it would become a Heavenly Dao Dharma treasure. Its curse power …
Han Yan did not dare to think too deeply about it!
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