Chapter 487: Strange Hand, 20,000 Years Old

Another thousand years had passed since Lord Jingtian passed away.

While Han Jue was practicing, he cursed the Saint of Life and checked his emails.

Most of the content of the emails was still about various opportunities, which made him feel bored.

It has been a long time since he last saw the message "attacked" all over the screen, and Han Jue was a little uncomfortable with it.

It seems that the fairy world will be peaceful for a long time.

Han Jue thought it was a good idea as it gave them time to develop.

The cultivation of the Hidden Sect disciples is continuously improving, and no one is standing still. It must be said that the Jiyuan Dao is truly wonderful, and all the disciples can gain insights from it.

Han Jue realized that when it comes to the great Dao level, aptitude is not that important; what is more important is suitability and understanding.

This day.

Wudaojian came to visit Han Jue.

She is already a ninth-level Immortal Emperor and is only one step away from the divine realm. She hopes Han Jue can lend her a helping hand.

Han Jue began to preach to her alone, focusing on the divine realm.

Twenty years later, Wudaojian left with his insights.

One hundred and thirty-nine years later, the Sword of Enlightenment successfully achieved a mysterious divine essence.

There are more and more divine disciples in the Hidden Sect.

The entire Hidden Gate is in a thriving state.

The innate creatures at the lower level also began to concentrate on cultivation, and the number of innate creatures around Baiyue Xianchuan was still increasing. However, since Gu Zhuoyin suffered a setback here, no strong enemy has come to force their way in again.

Boom boom

Near the Baiyue Xianchuan, the earth shook, scaring away many innate creatures and ferocious beasts.

I saw huge fingers breaking out of the ground, and soon the entire palm stood on the ground. It was bigger than a mountain, and its fingertips reached into the clouds.

The palm was covered with bloodstains, densely packed and shocking, and the fingers looked extremely stiff.

Under the Fusang tree, Jiang Yi looked at the hand from afar, frowned, and murmured: "I seem to have seen that hand somewhere before."

Black Prison Chicken said calmly: "Didn't the remains fall from the sky thousands of years ago? It's probably a plot by some powerful being. As long as it doesn't appear in the Hundred Mountains Immortal River, we don't have to worry."

Jiang Yi glanced at it, pretending to be cool and aloof.

All the living beings in Baiyuexianchuan were talking about that hand.

Inside the Taoist temple.

Han Jue had a strange expression.

This palm...

Zu Tu's hand!

The aura is exactly the same, only more evil!

Could it be that after Zu Tu's death, his body was taken away by a saint?

Zu Tu was the strongest person in the early period of the catastrophe, but he died because of Han Jue. Now his hand appeared near the dojo, and Han Jue was inexplicably nervous.

"I want to know why this palm appeared near the dojo?"

Han Jue thought silently.

[Need to deduct 2 billion years of lifespan, do you want to continue?]

continue!

【What Emperor Xiao did】

Han Jue frowned, it was indeed him.

The person who scattered the remains to the fairy world was Emperor Xiao.

This person is one of the ancestors of the demon clan. He has the support of the Demon Ancestor and is very ambitious.

Emperor Xiao noticed Han Jue probably because they looked at each other at that time.

Han Jue had a premonition that the demons would definitely appear in the next great catastrophe and make a comeback.

Han Jue thought about it and decided to ignore it for now.

It was just right for that hand to drive away the surrounding creatures and restore peace to Baiyue Xianchuan.

Even if Emperor Xiao came in person, he would not be able to break through the defense of the Taoist temple.

Zu Tu's palm absorbed infinite karma and resentment, and the aura of doom it exuded made all living beings uneasy.

After a few years, some creatures could not bear it anymore and fled from this place.

This was exactly what Han Jue wanted.

Han Jue extended his divine sense across several areas and discovered that not only in the Baiyue Xianchuan, but also in various places, remnants of the previous catastrophe had emerged, occupying those places with abundant spiritual energy and dispersing the innate creatures.

Han Jue finally understood.

It turns out that Emperor Xiao wanted to restrict the development of innate creatures.

Since it's not just targeting Han Jue, he doesn't need to worry about it.

that's all.

Another seven hundred years passed.

A large number of cultivators came to the outside of Baiyue Xianchuan. All of them rushed towards Zutu's palm, setting up formations around it with great fanfare.

This scene attracted the attention of the Hidden Sect disciples.

"Disciple of Jiejiao."

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Long Hao recognized the Taoist robes worn by those disciples and marveled at them.

The leader of Jiejiao had been here before, and this time he brought so many disciples here again, what was he planning to do? The others also stared closely at the disciples of Jiejiao.

Han Jue in the Taoist temple was also watching.

A few days later, the disciples of Jiejiao surrounded Zutu's palm and began to activate the formation. One formation after another rose up, with golden locks wrapped around Zutu's palm, black flames burning, and a strange red gas seeping into Zutu's palm. Thousands of disciples of Jiejiao continued to cast spells.

A golden roulette wheel appeared in the sky, which looked like dozens of golden circles superimposed on each other. There were faintly mysterious words shining, which was magnificent.

Zu Tu's hands trembled violently, as if he was struggling.

Boom! A strange force suddenly erupted, visible to the naked eye, sweeping across the disciples of Jiejiao.

Immediately afterwards, the Jiejiao disciples in the front row were petrified and turned into ashes.

This scene frightened the other disciples of Jiejiao so much that they all hid away.

Zu Tu suddenly clenched his hands into fists, and the strong wind he created swept in all directions, shattering all the formations around him.

The other Jiejiao disciples seemed to have suffered a heavy blow. They fell one after another and hit the mountains and rivers. They dried up at a speed visible to the naked eye and turned into mummies. They trembled all over and wanted to make a sound, but they were unable to do so. In the end, they all died.

The world is silent.

The Hidden Sect disciples were all stunned. How could this palm be so powerful?

Even the Supreme Daoist, the Golden Immortal, couldn't help but frown.

Han Jue saw that this hand already possessed the power of a quasi-saint. The strongest of these disciples was only an Immortal Emperor. How could they be subdued? "Why did Lord Jingtian let them die?"

Han Jue couldn't figure it out.

Little did they know that it was not Lord Jingtian who asked them to die, but the entire Jiejiao was trying to collect the remains of the calamity. These disciples had their own ideas, so they rushed here.

After the Jiejiao disciple died, Zu Tu slowly loosened his hand. Looking from the sky, it seemed as if a giant was buried alive there.

This battle frightened the disciples of the Hidden Sect, but since Han Jue did not say anything, they were not worried. However, they felt uneasy every time they saw Zu Tu's palm.

Time continues to pass.

More than thirty years later.

[It is detected that you are over 20,000 years old. You have the following options]

[One, immediately come out into the world, clean up the remnants of the calamity, you can obtain infinite merits, a piece of the Great Dao fragment, and a piece of the Heavenly Dao Spirit Stone]

[Second, keep a low profile and don't get involved in worldly karma, you can get a Dao fragment and a Heavenly Dao Spirit Stone]

Han Jue suddenly opened his eyes, his eyes lit up.

Here we come!

It's coming! Heavenly Spirit Stone!

As expected of a 20,000-year-old achievement! The Book of Doom can now be upgraded!

Han Jue thought happily that he seemed to have seen the death date of the Saint of Destiny.

He chose the second option without hesitation.

The Book of Doom is already a supreme treasure, and if it is upgraded to a higher level, it will definitely be of a higher level!

Han Jue immediately took out the Book of Doom and the Heavenly Spirit Stone and began to fuse them.

I don’t know if the magic weapon is of quasi-saint level. If not, it will directly become a heavenly magic weapon, and its curse power...

Han Jue didn't dare to think too deeply! (End of this chapter)