Top Tier Providence, Secretly Cultivate for a Thousand Years

Chapter 482 Without Reaching the Pseudo-Sage Realm, You Are Not Allowed to Leave the Mountain

While Ancient Fiendish Yin was still in deep thought, the Connate lifeforms below became more and more restless.

The living beings who could speak in human language began to communicate and motivate each other. They were all leaders who did not submit to the Ancient Fiendish Yin.

Seeing that the situation was unstable, Ancient Fiendish Yin snorted.

This cold snort was like a hammer striking the hearts of all the Connate lifeforms.

Ancient Fiendish Yin’s figure suddenly distorted and quickly rose like a huge mountain. It rose higher and higher, quickly covering the sky.

The Connate lifeforms in the wasteland seemed tiny in front of Ancient Fiendish Yin.

The huge turtle that had been shouting shut up and shivered.

Ancient Fiendish Yin looked up, and his gaze passed through the 33rd Heaven.

“No matter who it is, no one can stop me from attaining the Dao!” Ancient Fiendish Yin muttered with a firm tone.

Before the calamity arrived, Sages could not enter the Immortal World. He was an invincible existence among all living beings!

Fifty years later.

Empress Houtu sent a dream to Han Jue.

He entered the dream. It was still the Yellow Spring. Empress Houtu went straight to the point and revealed her intentions.

The order of reincarnation had just been restored. Because of the Dao Destruction Mystical Power, the netherworld was almost wiped out. Empress Houtu wanted to recruit ghost soldiers and ghost deities for the netherworld. She didn’t trust the other factions and hoped that Han Jue would help.

Han Jue was secretly vigilant.

He pretended to be troubled. “That’s not good. Our Hidden Sect only wants to cultivate in a low-profile manner and not enter the calamity. The Nether Race established it previously to not enter the calamity. After so many years, even if I let them out, they might not want to.”

Empress Houtu said, “Try. I’m not asking them to enter the calamity. I’m only here to control the order of the netherworld.”

Han Jue said, “Why don’t you cooperate with the Heavenly Court, Empress? My grand-disciple is the Heavenly Emperor. The Heavenly Court is weak and needs allies.”

“It’s not impossible,” Empress Houtu said in a low voice, making Han Jue heave a sigh of relief.

He had finally dealt with it!

Afraid that Empress Houtu would go back on her word, Han Jue quickly changed the topic. “What do you think of the Ancient Race, Empress?”

“Ancient Fiendish Yin has great ambitions, but whether he can succeed depends on how he leads the Ancient Race. The various factions will not sit and wait for death. War will break out in the Immortal World soon. If there are wars, there will be ghosts. This is also the reason why I need your help.”

words, Han Jue

did she come

her grievances, saying how important Reincarnation was and how much

tough life was. He said that it was not easy to cultivate diligently and that one had to endure loneliness. Once he came out of seclusion, he would be affected by his desire for power and would rebound. It was very difficult for him to

After a long time.

finished chatting and the

Liang. When Fang Liang heard that he wanted to cooperate with

Heavenly Race was too complicated. Even Ji Xianshen couldn’t

a Heavenly Dao Sage, but she was equivalent to one. She was suitable for the Heavenly

very grateful to Han Jue and thought that he was helping him pave

down the Heavenly

No!

everyone in the Hidden Sect his

hundred years later, Han Jue began to

Hao and Hao Tian heard

few

was actually preaching the Great

could talk about

I knew it!

definitely an ancient cultivator comparable to Ancestor

Tian began

Dao, but he had failed. Before he

pleasantly surprised to find that Han Jue’s Great Dao was easier to understand

easier to understand, but

feeling of conflict

an existence that surpassed

had to stay in the Hidden Sect

silently made up

had any desire for power. He only wanted to attain

long as he was

for a

lecture, everyone was still entranced and could not recover from their

vast

more comfortable than

even wanted to

shouted like a thunderclap,

from his body and shook the Dao Field. Nine Fiendcelestial Dharma Idols condensed above his head and covered the sky, looking mighty and domineering. Everyone looked at

this Mystical Power. It was their nightmare in the simulation trial. No one could withstand a single blow from the Fiendcelestial Dharma

was the first time they had seen nine Fiendcelestial Dharma Idols condense at the