Hearing Ji Xianshen’s words, Han Jue instinctively resisted.

  To think you said that you’re not the one who will face the calamity!

  I saved you out of kindness, but you still want to drag me into the calamity?

  Han Jue couldn’t help but ridicule in his head.

  [Detected that the person facing the calamity has invited you to enter the calamity together. You have the following choices:] (1: Agree. Work with the person facing the calamity for great providence. You can obtain a Mystical Power inheritance, a Supreme Treasure, a Great Dao Fragment, and a Heavenly Dao Spirit Stone.]

  [2: Reject. Stay away from the calamity and cultivate in a low-profile manner. You can obtain the system’s upgrade opportunity.)

  When Han Jue saw the three lines of words, he immediately chose the second option.

  [System upgrade]

  He finally had a chance to upgrade the system!

  How wonderful.

  Han Jue was in a good mood. He looked at Ji Xianshen and shook his head with a smile. “Don’t you know my personality? I’m afraid of death. Forget it.”


  Disappointment flashed across Ji Xianshen’s eyes.

  He would be more confident if Han Jue helped.

  Wait!

  How can I think that?

  I want to surpass him, Cao Cao!

  Ji Xianshen’s gaze became firm again.

  The two of them stopped talking.

  Several hours later, after Ji Xianshen’s body recovered, Han Jue quickly left.

  The ghost figure appeared above Ji Xianshen’s head again. He sighed. “A close friend is rare in life. I didn’t expect you to have such a good friend. I’m impressed.”


  Ji Xianshen couldn’t help but recall the time he spent with Han Jue in the mortal world. He shook his head and laughed.

  Han Jue moved around crazily in the netherworld. After moving for tens of thousands of times, he finally jumped back into Hidden Sect Island.

  After returning to the Fusang Tree, Han Jue was secretly pleased.

  No one could track him now!

  “Master, why did you come back from outside?” Tu Ling’er asked curiously.

  Han Jue 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 Jue began to observe the Fusang Tree.

  The tree’s intelligence seemed to have grown again. This time, it no longer resisted Han Jue. Facing his divine sense, it was even a little close.

  Han Jue used his divine sense to nourish it, but he let it grow freely.

  “Master, Murong Qi is bullying us!” Han Three suddenly ran over and said. The other calabash brothers were also indignant. Although their seniority was higher than Murong Qi’s, they could not defeat him. Murong Qi spread his hands and said, “It’s just a spar. Don’t slander me. Didn’t you defeat the Chaotic Heavenly Dog before?”


  The Chaotic Heavenly Dog nodded desperately as it cried.

  It was actually beaten up by the latter. Its self-esteem was about to shatter.

  Zhou Mingyue stood up and said, “Uncle-Master Murong, why don’t we spar!”


  Murong Qi looked at him and nodded slightly.

  Recently, Zhou Mingyue’s bloodline had begun to transform. The Demon Saint bloodline from his previous life might be recovering. His combat strength and cultivation had been increasing rapidly.

  What vexed him was that no matter how hard he cultivated, he couldn’t surpass his master, Chu Shiren.

  Although Chu Shiren said that he didn’t want to cultivate, he kept suppressing him by a major realm, making him want to vomit blood.

  “You can spar as you wish, but you can’t be too ruthless. Killing fellow disciples is against the rules,” Han Jue said casually. Cultivating on the island was boring. It was also a good thing to spar.

  However, the territory of Hidden Sect Island was limited. The disciples couldn’t use their full strength, or they would affect the restriction and the surrounding Yellow Spring.

  After nourishing the Fusang Tree for five minutes, Han Jue returned to the Connate Cave Abode to continue cultivating.

  He sat on the bed and clicked on his interpersonal relationships. Only after confirming that the Golden Crow Divine Emperor’s portrait was no longer there did he truly relax.

  This great enemy was finally dead, and no new hatred appeared.

  The Karma Mystical Power was really powerful. He could deny the possibility of an endless chain of enemies.

  Han Jue thought.

  Several months later. In the midst of cultivating, Han Jue was called by the White-Robed Buddha.

  He sent his divine sense into the Reroll World and found him.

  The White-Robed Buddha was in the Daoist temple. Han Jue appeared 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 bowed.

  Han Jue frowned. “How many people will be summoned back? No, it’s too much of a commotion.” 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 Jue was stunned.

  Right.

  The Golden Crow Divine Emperor was dead. What was he afraid of now?

  Although the Demon Emperor and the Heavenly Dao Buddha hated him, they didn’t have the time to care about him.

  The reason why he had moved the Reroll World over was that the Great Freedom Golden Crow Divine Emperor was pestering him.

  Han Jue asked, “How many people can you call back?”


  The White-Robed Buddha replied, “At least a thousand. 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, they now can hide and want to return. However, the Reroll World is isolated by your Dharmic powers. They can’t use their divine powers to find it.”


  Han Jue thought for a moment and said, “Let them return to the void where the Reroll World was before. I’ll fetch them fifty years later.”


  “Thank you, Sect Master!” the White-Robed Buddha said in surprise.

  Then, he began to report the recent development of the Reroll World.

  Apart from the constantly increasing ceiling of the cultivation realm in the world, the number of living beings also increased. The humans and demons did not interfere with each other and fell into a 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 Jue placed his attention on the Primordial World.

  He led the nebulous Primordial Qi to the Reroll World and created something from nothing. He created land and expanded it.

  This process would be slow. Han Jue had to cultivate and expand at the same time.

  Multitasking was nothing to an Immortal Emperor. Time passed.

  The system upgrade was taking longer than before.

  In the blink of an eye, ten years had passed. The system was still not successfully upgraded.

  Han Jue chased Dao Comprehension Sword out and took out the Book of Misfortune to curse his enemies.

  While cursing, he checked his emails.

  (Your good friend Li Daokong has stepped into the River of Destiny.]

  (Your good friend Divine General has taken a deadly risk. He has comprehended a Deity Realm Mystical Power.]

  [Your Dao Companion Xing Hongxuan has received guidance from a Grand Unity Golden Immortal. Her cultivation has increased greatly.]

  (Your good friend Huang Jihao was attacked by demons] x349232

  (Your good friend Jiang Yi was attacked by your enemy Li Xuan’ao and was severely injured.]

  (Your good friend Zhou Fan has devoured a Qilin and his bloodline has transformed.]

  (Your good friend Meng Po was cursed by a mysterious curse.]

  The battle was still ongoing, but it was much calmer than before.

  It seemed that the calamity was not always in a tense battle.

  Han Jue noticed that Meng Po was cursed, and his heart skipped a beat.

  Crap!

  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 blamed it 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 framed?”


  Han Jue raised his eyebrows.

  He had deduced that the name of the Dark Forbidden Lord did not create karma. After all, the Book of Misfortune could block karma.

  Forget it. No matter what they did, they would most likely die after the Immeasurable Calamity ended.

  His goal was to survive this Immeasurable Calamity!

  (Han Ming has developed hatred towards you. Current Hatred Points: 4 stars]