Top Tier Providence, Secretly Cultivate for a Thousand Years

Chapter 648 Di Jiang

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Han Jue directly made his choice.

The Nether Race was a very powerful and important force to him. He had to support them. He was still looking forward to nurturing ten thousand Pseudo-Sages to wreak havoc in the Chaos!

Han Jue entered the illusion. Opening his eyes, Han Jue came to a dark hall. On both sides stood huge stone pillars carved with mysterious ferocious beasts. The surface of the stone pillars looked transparent and there was magma surging in them, causing the atmosphere in the hall to be eerie. At the top of the sky were rolling dark clouds. They were millions of feet tall, like a world.

Han Jue looked up and saw ten huge stone statues in front of him. The stone statues were sinister and ruthless with different postures.

In front of the ten stone statues was a stone staircase that was millions of steps tall. At the top was an altar that floated high in the sky. On the altar, a burly man with a bare upper body was meditating. His black hair was wild and scattered casually. His muscles were visually impactful, like a human-shaped ferocious beast. A line of words appeared in front of Han Jue. [Di Jiang: Great Dao Sage, leader of the Ancestral Magi, Immeasurable Emperor, descendant of Pangu)

Han Jue was shocked. The Ancestral Magi were really alive?

Then, these ten stone statues should be the remaining ten Ancestral Magi! Even Dijun was still alive, so it was normal for Di Jiang to be alive. In the legends of the Primordial World that Han Jue knew, the Magus Race and the Demon Race were the two strongest races in the world. In order to fight for supremacy, they stirred up the Immeasurable Calamity. Other than Empress Houtu who had transformed into reincarnation, all the twelve Ancestral Magi perished with Dijun and Eastern Emperor Tai Yi. It was very tragic. Now it seemed that this history was not true. After all, Han Jue had never experienced that history. Di Jiang suddenly opened his eyes and muttered to himself, “Who is intercepting my Magus Race bloodline?”

his hand to cast a spell. Seeing this, Han Jue finally understood that Di Jiang was restricting the Nether Race’s cultivation realm. As for

reality, Han Jue touched

Jiang. However, Di Jiang had no grudge with him. He naturally

I’ll wait a little

Empress Houtu. When the two of them met and he

Jue became

the later generations was like

Not bad!

Jue had also used bloodline suppression on Han Tuo, but that was done personally, unlike Di Jiang’s method, which was countless spaces away. It was truly unimaginable that he could easily do

Han Jue unable to continue

case, he would surpass the Great Dao

Sage would also be like a chicken or dog in

Hao. Long Hao was handsome and looked like the Evil Heavenly Emperor. He stood with Han Yu as if Han Jue was facing him. Han Yu sensed his appearance and asked without opening his eyes, “What is it?” Long Hao chuckled. “I’m preparing to attack the Dragon Palace. Do you want to join forces? When I control the Dragon Palace,

still want to trick me?” At this moment, Hao Tian’s soul body rose above Long Hao’s head. He smiled and said, “Young friend Han Yu, you can’t say that. Didn’t I

Yu’s head. This was the existence formed by the negative karma of the Immeasurable Calamity that Han Jue had helped Han Yu subdue, Calamity’s Vengeful. “Tch, that’s nothing. Han Yu can obtain a treasure of the same value with a word in the Human Race!” The Calamity’s Vengeful snorted. His tone was very similar to Han Yu’s. He knew Hao Tian. In the vast negative karma, some ghosts had seen him. Those memories had already been absorbed by the calamity. Hao Tian glared at him. “How can the humans compare to the Dragon Race?” “Tsk tsk, can that human defeat the Dragon Race? If they fail, the Human Race will suffer!” The two souls began to quarrel. Han Yu felt a headache. He looked at Long Hao and asked, “Must we go?” Long Hao spread his hands. “I have no choice. My master has given the order. If I don’t complete it, I’m afraid I’ll be expelled.” Han Yu asked curiously, “Who is your master? The master of a Zenith Heaven Golden Immortal should be very strong, right? At least a Pseudo-Sage?” He had been very curious before, but Long Hao refused to say. Long Hao smiled. “My master is a Sage. How about it? Are you relieved with such