Chapter 744: Heaven Collapses
"Ants dare to shake the way of heaven?"
Han Jue sneered. A saint dared to plot against the way of heaven. He was simply courting death! He immediately sent a dream to Zhou Fan, conveying the image and cause and effect of the saint to Zhou Fan, asking Zhou Fan to go and kill him.
Han Jue could also kill the other party, but there was no need to.
The realm gap is too big, can an adult argue with a child? Zhou Fan immediately agreed to this matter. He was very excited. Han Jue rarely asked him to do anything, so he naturally wanted to prove it.
Soon after, Han Jue sent a message to Wudao Sword in his dream.
Before this, he had already calculated the Enlightenment Sword and knew there was no crisis for the time being, so he was hiding in a place to recuperate.
Han Jue felt bad for almost killing Zhou Fan before and didn't want to make the same mistake again.
The dream was under the hibiscus tree.
The Wudaojian of today is no longer the innocent and cold girl of the past. She is very similar to the former Tai Sutian. She has excellent temperament, cold face, and extraordinary bearing. She has the demeanor of a strong person. Even if she doesn't open her eyes, people feel that she remains calm even if the sky is falling.
Wudao Jian opened her eyes and was stunned when she saw Han Jue.
She blinked, somewhat unable to believe her eyes.
For Han Jue, time passed quickly, but for Wudao Sword and those disciples outside, time did not pass quickly. A lot has changed since the last time they met.
Wu Dao Jian quickly saluted and said, "Master!"
In front of Han Jue, she no longer had the dignity of the leader of the Holy Mother Church, but seemed like a flattered little disciple.
Han Jue said: "When you are in danger, why don't you ask for help? Besides me, you can also ask for help through the Myriad Worlds Projection. Why bother to hold on?"
Wu Daojian felt ashamed and moved. She thought Han Jue had forgotten her long ago.
She replied: "I think I can still hold on. After all, everyone else is doing well. Zhou Fan founded the Tower of the Great Dao by himself. Hao'er is in charge of the Dragon Clan, and Su Qi is in charge of the reincarnation of the underworld. I..."
Han Jue snorted, "If I hadn't saved Zhou Fan, how could he have obtained the Great Dao Tower? As for Long Hao and Su Qi, if I hadn't backed them up, how could they have survived to this day? You have to understand the purpose of the existence of power, which is to support each other. Today you are too embarrassed to look for them, and they are too embarrassed to look for you when something happens because they haven't helped you. Then where is the friendship between fellow disciples? Is it just to share happiness and compete with each other, instead of supporting each other to overcome difficulties and obstacles?"
Wudao Jian felt extremely ashamed and wished he could find a crack in the ground to crawl into.
She was also awakened.
I am indeed a bit petty.
Because she cared about her face, many of her disciples died tragically.
Wu Daojian couldn't control his emotions. He knelt on the ground, his forehead touching the ground, and choked up and said, "Master, please save the Holy Mother Church!"
Han Jue snorted, "I have already told Zhou Fan that if he really encounters an enemy that he cannot defeat, he can use the magic of summoning spirits."
"If you are tired, come back anytime. The Holy Mother Church can be passed on to disciples as long as you want to unload it."
The dream was shattered.
Wudao Jian suddenly woke up, and in front of him was the cave where they were hiding. The light was dim, and there were hundreds of female disciples meditating and recuperating from their injuries.
A female disciple nearby asked nervously, "Master, what's wrong with you?"
Wu Dao Jian came back to her senses and glanced at all the disciples. Her eyes became firm. She smiled softly and said, "It's nothing. We won't suffer any more. It was because I was too narrow-minded before. The current crisis is actually nothing."
The disciples looked at each other, all a little worried.
Has the leader gone insane?
…
After the dream ended, Han Jue continued to practice.
In his opinion, the Taoist in divine robes would not be the last enemy of Heaven.
He must seize the time to become stronger.
The Heavenly Dao cannot become the ancient world mentioned by Wuji Tianzun, and be conquered by Daozu alone.
that's all.
Time goes by year after year.
In less than eight thousand years, the reputation of the Tower of the Great Dao spread throughout the fairy world, because with the help of the Tower of the Great Dao, the area near the Chaos Heavenly Road became safer, and the saint who had previously hunted down the Heavenly Dao Qiyun Sect was suppressed by Zhou Fan in the Tower of the Great Dao.
Zhou Fan became a hero of Tiandao, and his past was also dug out.
He is also a genius! Now he is only over 400,000 years old, but he can already defeat a saint! And he is also a disciple of Shenwei Tiansheng.
Because of Zhou Fan, the Divine Mighty Heavenly Saint once again became the topic of conversation among all living beings after dinner and during their practice.
At the same time, the Saint Sect was also taking action to pass on Han Jue's earlier spirit of 'fighting for Heaven' and never regretting even if you die' to all sentient beings. To increase the effect, their disciples also specifically told the myths and legends of Shenwei Tiansheng's previous protection of Heaven when preaching, which made the practitioners' blood boil.
Over time, this idea began to prevail.
A large number of practitioners appeared in the Chaos City on the edge of the Immortal Realm, ready for battle. Even the Chaos Sky Road was guarded by a large number of practitioners. The Heavenly Dao was ready to welcome the attack of the Taoist in divine robes.
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unconsciously.
Thirty-six thousand years have passed.
The saints remain vigilant, but the common people are unaware and each has their own splendor and world.
…
This is an area of absolutely dark space where nothing exists.
Suddenly a hand appeared. The forearm and palm of this hand emitted a faint light, but it was extremely dazzling in the darkness.
The mysterious hand opened, pressed downward, and a drop of water fell into the palm of its hand.
The drop of water fell downwards, faster and faster, through the endless darkness.
After an unknown amount of time, a light appeared below.
Looking down from above, it was a layer of clouds. The clouds below were getting bigger and bigger, and more and more numerous. Countless stars gathered near the clouds, and there were many cities built in all directions. One of the light paths even connected to the depths of darkness, with no end in sight.
Heaven's Way!
This drop of water quickly fell on the top of the sky, thirty-three layers beyond the sky.
An invisible force blocked the drop of water. After the water splashed, the invisible force shattered like shattered glass, and the space appeared to have a sense of regular folding and interlacing.
After the drop of water splashed, it turned into countless tiny drops and continued to fall down. Each small drop of water quickly elongated, like a spear, with the tip reflecting cold light.
Almost at the same time, all the saints appeared on the roofs of their respective temples and looked up.
The rain of arrows from the sky pierced through the void clouds and fell towards the fairyland. It was so dense and spectacular that it seemed like the collapse of the sky.
"Not good! The power of heaven is broken!"
The voice of Saint Xuandu reached the ears of all the saints, shocking them so much that their faces changed drastically.
I saw Saint Xuandu waving his whisk, and the white hair of the whisk turned into as huge as an ocean, trying to sweep away the rain of arrows. However, the white hair of the whisk was torn into pieces by the countless rain arrows, and it continued to fall down, unstoppable.
The saints cast spells in an attempt to resist, but their magic power was no match for the rain of arrows. In the blink of an eye, they were all pierced by the rain of arrows and annihilated before their naked eyes, including Saint Xuandu.
It was totally unstoppable! All the dojo and buildings outside the thirty-third layer of heaven were annihilated! The majestic rain of arrows pierced through the sea of clouds and continued to sweep downwards, with a domineering posture that seemed to collapse the entire heaven! The update has begun!
(End of this chapter)