Chapter 302 Three Hundred Trillion Years of Lifespan, Ancestral Magus Tower

After moving between the two worlds of the living and dead for hundreds of thousands of times, Han Jue finally returned to the netherworld and entered Hidden Sect Island.

“No one should be able to guess that I’m here,” Han Jue thought proudly.

After receiving them, he should cultivate in seclusion and break through to the Rank Four Immortal Emperor Realm.

As for what Jiang Yi asked him to do, he couldn’t be bothered.

This was for Jiang Yi’s sake. That Ancestral Magus Tower did not sound like a good place. It would most likely cause a bloody calamity. It was best to stay as far away as possible.

Han Jue didn’t receive any new Hatred Points for the next few years. He was completely relieved. It seemed that Jiang Yi didn’t betray him behind his back.

Year after year passed. After about thirty years, Han Jue finally had the chance to break through.

He chased Dao Comprehension Sword out and began to break through.

Netherworld.

In a mountain range, the mountain collapsed and dust flew up. The ground within a radius of thousands of kilometers trembled.

Ji Xianshen floated in the air and looked nervously at the rolling dust mist below.

The ghost sat on his shoulder and smiled. “If you subdue this tower, you will have the right to challenge the Immortal World.”

Ji Xianshen looked expectant.

Previously, he had failed to snatch the divine treasure from the Ksitigarbha Palace. If he failed again, his Dao heart would be severely hurt.

If he couldn’t even snatch a treasure, how could he fight for providence?

A huge object slowly rose from the rolling dust. It was a simple and strange stone tower. A skeleton was locked in the window of each level. There were living beings of all races, and there were even bones of people.

beat faster upon seeing this pagoda. “What Dharma treasure is this? What a powerful murderous aura!”

Ji Xianshen was secretly shocked. He stared at the mysterious stone pagoda with burning eyes.

At this moment, a terrifying pressure descended.

“Hmph, you want to steal our treasure? Kid, you’re courting death!”

A cold snort sounded, and the temperature of the world suddenly decreased.

Ji Xianshen immediately rushed towards the mysterious stone pagoda, preparing to snatch it first.

Boom

The clouds in the sky churned as a terrifying palm struck down. It was as if the sky had collapsed. In front of this palm, everything seemed tiny.

After three years, Han Jue finally broke through. He didn’t have to transcend the tribulation in the Dao Field.

Rank Four Immortal Emperor! His soul transformed again as his Dharmic powers increased exponentially!

In conclusion, it was awesome!

Han Jue began to consolidate his cultivation and checked his attributes list.

(Name: Han Jue]

[Lifespan: 3,538 / 304,999,999,999,999]

[Race: Immortal (Stellar Primordial Body)]

(Cultivation: Rank Four Reincarnation Immortal Emperor]

(Technique: Primordial Chaos Reincarnation Great Dao, Heavenly Cycle Body Tempering]

(Great Dao: Great Dao of Life and Death] [Magic: Unparalleled Finger Divine Sword…]

Three hundred trillion years of lifespan!

Who could compare to him!

Han Jue was arrogant.

The pleasure of becoming a Rank Four Immortal Emperor wasn’t as great as the increase in lifespan.

Han Jue cursed so many enemies and consumed so much lifespan, but his lifespan still increased greatly.

This feeling…

Han Jue couldn’t help but have a thought. Wasn’t it fine to squander some lifespan?

I have three hundred trillion years of lifespan. What’s wrong with me using ten billion years?

Great losses?

It was only 0.01%…

Han Jue decided to squander it.

Two years later. Han Jue’s cultivation level had completely consolidated on the Rank Four Immortal Emperor Realm. He planned to comprehend the Sword Dao first and raise all his Sword Dao Mystical Powers to the limit before spending his lifespan.

At this moment…

Dao Comprehension Sword’s voice sounded, “Master, something big happened!” Han Jue couldn’t help but spread his divine sense.

No powerful enemies attacked.

Did something happen to the disciples?

Soon, Han Jue caught sight of Tu Ling’er’s abnormality. She was curled up on the ground, her body spasming and her expression extremely painful. Han Jue immediately flashed in front of her. He squatted down and checked her body.

A mysterious power stimulated Tu Ling’er’s blood.

Could it be her bloodline?

What happened?

Han Jue showed a frown.

He used his Dharmic powers to heal Tu Ling’er, but it was useless.

“Ancestral… Ancestral Magus… Ancestral Magus Tower…” Tu Ling’er said with a trembling voice. She had already lost consciousness and her voice was almost unrecognizable.

Han Jue heard it clearly. The Ancestral Magus Tower that Jiang Yi was looking for?

He frowned.

At this moment…

Tu Ling’er began to bleed from her seven orifices. The disciples panicked.

“What should we do, Grandmaster!”

“What happened to her?”

“Did she fight too much?”

“Something’s wrong. Something happened to her bloodline.”

“Why did this happen? What should we do?”

Everyone spoke at once. Everyone had been together for a long time and naturally did not want anything to happen to their fellow disciples.

Han Jue said in a low voice, “You guys guard this place. I’m going out!”

With that, he jumped out of Hidden Sect Island and flew towards the Bridge of Forgetfulness. He wanted to ask Meng Po if there was a way to save her.

Not long after, Han Jue suddenly felt a vast aura.

The aura was very similar to Tu Ling’er’s, but it was even more powerful and ancient. Could it be…

Han Jue’s expression changed slightly, and he immediately changed direction.

Above the wasteland, there were cracks in the ground, and dust surged. Countless strange black lightning interwove in the air.

Ji Xianshen lay on the ground, furious.

Following his gaze, a burly man floated in the sky. He held an extremely majestic stone pagoda in one hand. This burly man had a sinister appearance, and his body was burly like a savage bear. He had a flood dragon wrapped around his waist and he stood on a fire wheel.

“Damn the Magus Race!”

A roar sounded, fiery light rising, illuminating heaven and earth.

Jiang Yi brought the True Sun Flame over. His hair was messy and his eyes were filled with anger.

There were others on the ground. All of them emitted powerful auras. The weakest was a Grand Unity Mystic Immortal. Ji Xianshen gritted his teeth and said, “I can’t win!”

The ghost appeared on his shoulder and said in a low voice, “You have to snatch it at all costs. The Ancestral Magus Tower is a Supreme Treasure. If you can snatch it, you will be qualified to enter the calamity. Otherwise, you will only be cannon fodder!”

Ji Xianshen’s expression darkened.

“How dare you thieves steal our treasure! You really don’t know your limits!” The man who had raised the Ancestral Magus Tower roared angrily. His voice shook the ground and his aura erupted. It pierced through the sea of clouds as if a huge hole had appeared in the sky.

Facing the menacing Jiang Yi, he clenched his right fist and struck.

With a punch, the world froze!

Jiang Yi’s expression changed drastically. Before he could react, he vomited blood and flew out. His speed was too fast. The space behind him shattered and he fell into the void.

In the distance, Han Jue witnessed this scene and was secretly shocked. Is this a powerful expert of the Magus Race? What a terrifying punch!

Han Jue’s gaze landed on the Ancestral Magus Tower in the burly man’s hand.

Tu Ling’er was muttering the tower’s name. Would she calm down after obtaining it?

I’ll snatch it, then.

He had to hurry up and not expose his identity.

Han Jue compared his cultivation level with the burly man. He should be able to kill him instantly.

This fellow was even slightly weaker than the Great Freedom Golden Crow Divine Emperor However, the burly man was from the Magus Race. There was no need for Han Jue to kill him. After all, he could be considered an ally of the Magus Race.