Chapter 827 Master’s Mystical Power
Zhou Fan could not win against Mo Fuchou. In the end, he said helplessly, “I’ll bring you back to the Heavenly Dao after you attain the Dao.”
“Alright!”
Mo Fuchou smiled and looked forward to seeing Han Jue.
He suddenly thought of Mo Zhu and the Mo family.
It had been more than two million years.
They had probably fallen into the cycle of reincarnation long ago.
Mo Fuchou sighed upon thinking of this.
Zhou Fan was afraid that Mo Fuchou would mention Han Jue again, so he immediately changed the topic and talked about the recent interesting things in the Chaos.
Mo Fuchou was quickly intrigued and began to listen with relish.
Zhou Fan heaved a sigh of relief. As he spoke, he began to posture and talk about the Great Dao Tower’s deeds.
Myriad Worlds Projection.
Dao Sovereign, Zhao Xuanyuan, and Jiang Yi appeared at the same time.
The Black Hell Chicken shouted, “Have the three of you been beaten up again?”
Zhao Xuanyuan glared at him and cursed, “What do you mean by that! We’re fighting! Recently, our cultivation levels have increased again!”
Jiang Yi said proudly, “Sorry, I’m already a Freedom Sage!”
With that said, the others in the space gathered. “Really?”
“What about Dao Sovereign and Zhao Xuanyuan? They also attained the Freedom Realm?”
“Soon, soon. The two of us will definitely be at ease the next time we come in.”
“Amazing, he’s even faster than Li Daokong!”
“Of course. The three of us still have to carry the sect’s burden.”
“Hehe, I’ll catch up soon!”
Everyone spoke at once, and the atmosphere was lively.
Zhou Fan appeared and quickly disappeared when he heard their conversation.
Guan Bubai smiled. “Someone is agitated.”
Dao Sovereign said, “Zhou Fan will probably be here soon. He has been walking in front.”
In the past, Zhou Fan had been the most pretentious, causing the other disciples to grit their teeth in hatred. Of course, they were only playing. After all, they were all from the same sect. They would definitely support each other if they really encountered trouble.
Everyone smiled and did not continue to mock him.
Zhao Xuanyuan asked, “Where’s Chu Shiren? Isn’t he here?”
Xun Chang’an said, “He’s been very mysterious recently. He hasn’t come to the Myriad Worlds Projection for some time.”
Dao Sovereign and the other two frowned.
Guan Bubai came in front of Jiang Yi and said, “Let’s spar in the simulation trial. I want to taste the power of the Freedom Sage.”
Jiang Yi smiled. He wanted to show off!
The two of them disappeared. The other disciples also began to wait expectantly for the outcome.
Time flew.
Han Jue could finally control time and not be completely immersed like before as he continued to refine the stars.
He deliberately woke up after fifty thousand years.
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The stars in the Primordial World already far exceeded those of the past. Compared to the Heavenly Dao, the energy contained in the stars was unparalleled.
Now, Han Jue’s Dharmic powers had already habitually surged into the stars and automatically tempered them. This was a good sign.
Han Jue checked the emails.
Soon, he saw an intriguing email.
(Your good friend Foolish Sword Sage was attacked by your enemy Pangu.]
Not bad. He was not severely injured this
time.
It seemed that things were indeed different
now.
Han Jue was also very curious about Pangu. His injuries should have recovered after so long. Could it be that he was afraid of the Dark Forbidden Lord?
No, that was Pangu.
He was probably waiting for instructions.
That was good.
Han Jue only wanted to attain the Great Dao Supreme Realm as soon as possible. The calmer the Chaos, the better. He could show off when he broke through and a storm appeared.
Han Jue continued reading and didn’t see any other emails that interested him.
After reading the emails, Han Jue suddenly thought of Jiang Jueshi.
Jiang Jueshi’s favorability towards him had not decreased after so many years.
Han Jue hesitated for a moment and decided to visit him in his dreams.
This time, he turned the dream into an illusion.
He appeared as an old man in front of him.
Jiang Jueshi opened his eyes and was stunned when he saw Han Jue.
“Master…” Jiang Jueshi muttered to himself. His emotions surged, but he controlled them very well and did not let them erupt.
Han Jue said, “Disciple, how have you been?”
Jiang Jueshi suddenly woke up. Where was this?
He could not sense it, but he couldn’t sense his body either.
It was not reality. Could it be an illusion?
Perhaps I miss Master too much…
Jiang Jueshi felt relieved when he thought it through. In that case, it was better to reminisce with his imaginary master.
Jiang Jueshi said, “Not bad, Master. All these years…”
He began to talk about his past.
Han Jue listened patiently.
After a long time, Jiang Jueshi finished talking about his experience. Just like Han Jue knew, he was still imprisoned by Ancestor Xitian and was cultivating in peace.
Han Jue said, “It’s been hard on you. You still have to be vigilant after leaving the Heavenly Dao. You have to know that there’s always someone stronger. Sages are only the peak of the Heavenly Dao.”
Jiang Jueshi smiled bitterly. “I was indeed reckless.”
Han Jue said, “Master will always look at you. I believe you. I’ll teach you a Mystical Power. You can use this Mystical Power if you can’t hold on and face death.”
Jiang Jueshi was silent.
Han Jue immediately taught him the Invocation Technique.
Then, he instructed, “Remember, don’t use it rashly unless it’s a critical moment.”
Jiang Jueshi nodded.
The dream shattered.
Jiang Jueshi suddenly woke up. He was still sitting on the mountain peak.
He sighed slightly.
“I didn’t expect that comprehending a Mystical Power would allow me to dream of him. I, who have experienced more than a hundred thousand reincarnations, actually miss someone so much. Why?” Jiang Jueshi muttered to himself, his eyes blurry.
As for the Mystical Power taught by his master in the dream, he believed that he had comprehended it himself. Over the years, he had created countless Mystical Powers of all kinds. He was enriching and arming himself, waiting for the day to break out of the siege.
Jiang Jueshi stopped thinking and continued cultivating.
Although this place was good, it made him uneasy. He had to hold his life in his hands.
Inside the Daoist temple.
Xing Hongxuan opened her eyes and touched her abdomen.
She frowned slightly.
She could feel the fetus moving in recent years.
Being able to move meant that it had developed intelligence.
She began to hesitate. Although it was good to use her son as a cultivation aid, she had never given birth to him. She had mistreated him too much.
Should she force him out?
Xing Hongxuan had a bold thought.
However, she thought of her dream and what her future self had said.
She stood up and walked out of the Daoist temple to visit Han Jue.
Han Jue was still observing the Heavenly Dao and happened to be free, so he let her in.
“Premature birth? No, this child has to be born normally. Otherwise, he will die,” Han Jue said seriously.
Xing Hongxuan asked curiously, “Why? Is there a restriction?”
Han Jue felt awkward and didn’t know how to reply.
Xing Hongxuan said worriedly, “Recently, he’s been moving more and more, as if begging me to let him be born earlier.”
Han Jue frowned and looked at her abdomen.
He could see that the fetus was indeed moving. It already had intelligence, but it was very weak and could not think independently for the time being
Han Jue had to temporarily seal his bloodline if he wanted to be born.
“Sit beside me,” Han Jue called out softly.