(Lao Dan has a favorable impression of you. Current favorability: 1 star.]

  This notification appeared in front of Han Jue, who was cultivating. He didn’t care and continued cultivating.

  He might still be curious if Laozi’s main body had a favorable impression of him.

  Time passed.

  Year after year passed.

  Han Jue entered seclusion for 120,000 years in one go and finally welcomed the opportunity to break through!

  He opened his eyes and adjusted his state of mind.

  He was finally about to break through.

  If he didn’t break through now, Han Jue would think that he was mediocre.

  Should he use his lifespan before breaking through?

  It would be refreshed, anyway!

  Han Jue had lost half of his lifespan when he used the Mystical Destiny Book, but he still had more than 15 nonillion years of lifespan.

  Who should he use it on?

  According to the Hatred Points, it was definitely the First Life Black Sovereign.

  However, Han Jue still wanted to use the First Life Black Sovereign to attract the firepower of the Chaos, giving the Heavenly Dao and him time to develop.

  Forget it, I’ll curse.

  He did not want to keep poaching from the Heavenly Dao.

  Han Jue took out the Book of Misfortune and started cursing the First Life Black Sovereign.

  Five days later, his lifespan began to decrease.

  As he cursed, he hesitated. How much lifespan should he use this time? Perhaps septillion years of lifespan? It was barely anything!

  Would he be cursed to death?

  He could try.

  As Han Jue thought silently, the black light of the Book of Misfortune shone in the Daoist temple, looking extremely sinister and terrifying

  In a dark palace, the First Life Black Sovereign was circulating his energy to resist the curse.

  He still maintained his black shadow image and concealed his true body.

  “Hmph. Again? I want to see if you can hurt me this time!”


  First Life Black Sovereign snorted coldly as he began to use the Karma Mystical Power he had learned previously to especially resist the curse.

  He waved his hands slowly and with some profound pattern, he gradually stirred up dazzling afterimages.

  At this moment!

  His expression changed!

  The curse power suddenly strengthened!

  It was much stronger than before, and it was still strengthening!

  First Life Black Sovereign was shocked to discover that his Mystical Power was useless.

  “Damn it, that dog lied to me. This Mystical Power can’t block it at all…”


  First Life Black Sovereign panicked.

  He had concluded that once the curse lasted for more than five days, it meant that the Dark Forbidden had taken the initiative to kill.

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  Could it be because he had recently deliberately defamed the Dark Forbidden Lord?

  The First Life Black Sovereign was uneasy.

  After living for countless years, this was the first time he had encountered such a terrifying opponent.

  He didn’t even know who the other party was.

  First Life Black Sovereign could only try his best to block and pray in his heart.

  Inside the Daoist temple.

  Han Jue stared at his lifespan and maintained his full strength.

  He had already lost a quadrillion years of his lifespan!

  2 quadrillion years of lifespan!

  5 quadrillion years of lifespan!

  (Because of your curse, the Dao heart of your enemy, the First Life Black Sovereign, cracked.)

  Continue!

  7 quadrillion years!

  9 quadrillion years!

  10 quadrillion years!

  (Because of your curse, the Dao heart of your enemy, the First Life Black Sovereign, was damaged. His cultivation was damaged and his soul is in chaos.]

  Forget it.

  This fellow was done for.

  Han Jue put down the Book of Misfortune.

  He was hesitating if he should visit the First Life Black Sovereign in his dreams?

  It depended on his attitude.

  Han Jue immediately used the Dark Nightmare and met the First Life Black Sovereign in the image of the Dark Forbidden Lord.

  The dream was a void where only the two of them existed.

  The First Life Black Sovereign opened his eyes. Both sides were in the form of black shadows, but the Dark Forbidden Lord was surrounded by black flames and looked even stranger.

  “It’s really you…” First Life Black Sovereign said with a complicated tone.

  The image of the enemy that Divine Lord Xin Yu had sent him before his death was the image of the Dark Forbidden Lord.

  Han Jue stared at him coldly and didn’t say anything.

  Both sides fell silent.

  Regarding the Dark Forbidden Lord, the First Life Black Sovereign naturally hated him and was very angry. However, logic told him not to act recklessly.

  was

  He couldn’t resist the curse of the Dark Forbidden Lord at all.

  After a long while…


  First Life Black Sovereign asked in a low voice, “What do you want, Fellow Daoist?”


  Han Jue asked in a hoarse voice, “First Life Black Sovereign, what do you want?”


  First Life Black Sovereign was shocked.

  He had always been hiding his identity. How did the other party know his Dao title?

  Could it also be an ancient existence?

  The First Life Black Sovereign panicked. Figures flashed through his mind.? ?They were all existences older than the Heavenly Dao.

  Han Jue suddenly removed the dream.

  He opened his eyes and smiled thoughtfully.

  He had already felt the chaos in the First Life Black Sovereign’s heart.

  Enough.

  The more he said, the more mistakes he would make.

  Next, it depended on what the First Life Black Sovereign would do.

  Han Jue suddenly felt melancholic again.

  He still had too few enemies.

  It was very difficult to find someone to vent to.

  Han Jue sighed and could only prepare to break through

  On the peak of Buzhou Divine Mountain.

  Han Yu and the woman in green stood at the edge of the cliff looking down the mountain. The sea of clouds covered the scenery below.

  The woman in green asked curiously, “Senior, what are you thinking?”


  Han Yu said softly, “After so many years, is the hatred in your heart still there?”


  The woman in green frowned and replied, “I’m ashamed to say this, but it’s indeed much fainter.”


  After staying by Han Yu’s side for hundreds of thousands of years, she had clearly not experienced much. Instead, she had become even more relieved. She had already thought through many things that she could not figure out and many things that she cared about had already become unimportant.

  She didn’t know if her change was correct.

  Did she see through the mortal world or was she afraid of it? Did she put down all her obsessions to protect herself?

  “You’ve been on this mountain for so long and are isolated from the world. What do you think of the world now?” Han Yu asked. His eyes were melancholic, and it was unknown what he was thinking.

  The green-robed woman said, “A day in heaven is a year on earth. This is not a lie. From the perspective of a lifetime, the suffering of a person indeed overshadows everything. However, from the perspective of a hundred lifetimes and ten thousand lifetimes, one will die in the end. What is the pain of a lifetime? For mortals to float in the cycle of reincarnation is great suffering in itself. It is greater than any suffering in the world.

  “Senior, why do you think humans exist? Why do those mortals without cultivation potential exist? Is this world a prison, but if cultivators make a mistake, they have to enter the cycle of reincarnation to suffer?”


  Han Yu glanced at her and said, “Actually, I’m not sure either. But I know one thing. Destiny exists. What is fate? It is the fate that is determined from birth.”


  The reason why he was worried was that he saw Qin Ling suffering.

  After more than a hundred thousand years, Qin Ling had already become stronger. However, the grudges on his body increased and his obsession deepened.

  From the looks of it, Qin Ling had suffered too much in this life. It was so bitter that Han Yu couldn’t stand it anymore.

  However, Han Yu knew that this was only a calamity. After the calamity, Qin Ling could transcend and obtain a greater future.

  The conflict caused by the difference made Han Yu very confused.

  All living beings were only a game of chess for Sages?

  Then, whose pawn were the Sages?

  Who was manipulating everything from the unknown? Was he smiling or crying?

  Or perhaps he was indifferent.

  The green-robed woman said, “However, with three thousand Great Dao, isn’t there still a chance of survival? Other than descending into the mortal world to suffer, aren’t there still mortals in the world who defy the heavens and become Deities or Sages?”