Top Tier Providence, Secretly Cultivate for a Thousand Years
Top Tier Providence, Secretly Cultivate for a Thousand Years - Chapter 689: Transcendent Dao Expert

Chapter 689 Transcendent Dao Expert

Because of Ancestor Xitian, the atmosphere in the Universal Hall became extremely gloomy. The Sages were all very uncomfortable. Heavenly Venerate Xuan Du said meaningfully, “Even if we are willing to help the ancestor, how can we help? Do we have to drag the Heavenly Dao down with us? We can only help the Heavenly Dao become stronger. Only by becoming stronger can we prevent more such tragedies from happening.” Heavenly Venerate Xuan Du had also received guidance from Ancestor Xitian, but he valued the Heavenly Dao more. The Sages had no choice but to accept reality. Although Shi Dudao, Li Daokong, and Fang Liang were dissatisfied, they did not say anything. Without strength, they had no right to show off.

Heavenly Venerate Xuan Du changed the topic and began to mention the recent development of the Heavenly Dao and what the Sage Sect needed to do.

Twenty years later.

Han Jue ended the simulation trial and began to preach the Dao to the disciples in the Hundred Peak Immortal River. This lecture lasted for a hundred years, and the disciples comprehended a lot. Their comprehension of the Great Dao of Extreme Origin deepened, mainly because Han Jue had become stronger again. After the lecture, Han Jue walked out of the Daoist temple. Xing Hongxuan was still cultivating in seclusion. Ever since she entered seclusion, she had been meditating as if she was hibernating. Han Jue even suspected that she had been possessed, but he could feel that her intelligence was still there. Han Jue didn’t disturb her and came to the Fusang Tree. The Hundred Peak Immortal River was always noisy. Only under the Fusang Tree was it quiet.

There were not many personal disciples left under the Fusang Tree. Only the Black Hell Chicken, the Chaotic Heavenly Dog, Ah Da, and Xiao Er were left. The other disciples had already moved out because they were taking in disciples. They found a corner in the Hundred Peak Immortal River to establish a Daoist temple. Seeing Han Jue appear, the Black Hell Chicken immediately flashed in front of him.

It was very fast!

Even among Zenith Heaven Golden Immortals, its speed was considered top-notch! The Black Hell Chicken giggled. “Master, why are you here? Are you going to teach us a Mystical Power?”

Han Jue looked at its despicable appearance and didn’t feel disgusted. Instead, he sighed. As time passed, everyone was changing. Han Jue was also changing. It seemed that only the Black Hell Chicken had never changed. Han Jue smiled. “When you become a Pseudo-Sage, I’ll give you a huge opportunity.” The Black Hell Chicken shouted, “A Pseudo-Sage? How long will that take?!” Its potential was actually not bad, but at the Pseudo-Sage level, it was very mediocre. In the Hundred Peak Immortal River, it could indeed cultivate to the Pseudo-Sage Realm, but it would take an extremely long time. Han Jue ignored it and came to the Fusang Tree. He began to check the spatial vortex connected to the tree. After so many years, the number did not increase. There were only hundreds of worlds, all weaker than the Heavenly Dao.

With Sages guarding it, no enemy had attacked through the Fusang Tree. The Fusang Tree swayed slightly, and its voice entered Han Jue’s ears, “Master, when can I transform?”

Transformation had become its obsession.

Han Jue used his Dharmic powers to try to help the Fusang Tree transform. The current Dao Field no longer needed the Fusang Tree to provide Spirit Qi. The Dao Field itself was already filled with Spirit Qi. However, Han Jue discovered that he still couldn’t help the Fusang Tree transform. He could easily kill it and destroy its body and soul, but he couldn’t make it transform.

How strange.

However, Han Jue could extract its intelligence and use the power of the Soul Origin Fiendcelestial to create a soul.

With a soul, it could transform into a Chaotic Fiendcelestial.

Han Jue said, “Your roots restrict you. You can’t transform.” Fusang Tree was silent.

“However!”

“What?” Fusang Tree asked excitedly.

Han Jue said, “After leaving the Fusang Tree, I can create a new body for you. Are you willing?”

The Fusang Tree fell silent again. Putting himself in the tree’s shoes, he would also hesitate. “Don’t be anxious. Even if you change your body, you have to cultivate to the Pseudo-Sage Realm. Don’t be in a daze all the time. Cultivate hard and transform as soon as possible,” Han Jue reminded.

The Fusang Tree was a Connate Divine Tree. Its potential was naturally not bad, but this fellow often stared blankly like a tree without intelligence.

Hearing this, the Fusang Tree hurriedly said, “Thank you, Master. I will definitely cultivate diligently.” No matter what, there was at least one more hope.

Han Jue ignored it and continued to observe the spatial vortexes. Several hours later, he left. The Chaotic Heavenly Dog came to the side of the Black Hell Chicken and whispered, “Do you feel that Master seems to have broken through again?” The Black Hell Chicken rolled its eyes and said angrily, “Isn’t that normal?” “But the higher the realm, the harder it is to break through.” “What does a smelly dog like you know? If you understand, are you still a dog? Why is our master the master and you the dog? Don’t you know?”

The Chaotic Heavenly Dog was silent. It looked at the Black Hell Chicken and gritted its teeth. This stinky chicken only knew how to bully it!

It regretted leaving back then.

If it had not left at that time, it would not have fallen behind the Black Hell Chicken.

If it was one step behind, it would never be able to catch up.

The difference was even increasing.

The more the Chaotic Heavenly Dog thought about it, the more depressed it became.

On the other side.

Han Jue continued cultivating after he returned to the Daoist temple. He had already reached the perfected Freedom Primordial Chaos Realm. Next, he should think of a way to attain the Great Dao.

He began to comprehend his Great Dao cultivation technique, the Primordial Chaos Reincarnation Great Dao. The Great Dao of Extreme Origin was only a Great Dao. If he wanted to cultivate it, he had to rely on a special cultivation technique.

As a Great Dao cultivation technique, there was definitely a way to attain the Great Dao.

As time passed, Han Jue quickly comprehended something. Great Dao Sages also had their own differences. In short, they were divided into two types. One was an ordinary Great Dao Sage, and the other was a Transcendent Dao Expert. Transcendent Dao Experts weren’t higher than Great Dao Sages. They were a type of Great Dao Sages that could completely control the Great Dao. Ordinary Great Dao Sages could only use the power of the Great Dao. Han Jue had already fused with the Great Dao of Extreme Origin and could become both kinds of Great Dao Sages. It all depended on his choice. Ordinary Great Dao Sages also had benefits. They could be connected to the Great Dao. If the Great Dao was not destroyed, the Great Dao Sages would not die. However, a Transcendent Dao Expert was different. Although he was stronger and freer, if he died, the Great Dao would break free from his control and would not live and die with him.

There were pros and cons to the two choices. In short, ordinary Great Dao Sages were safer, but that was almost all they could do. Transcendent Dao Experts had a chance of reaching a higher level.

Han Jue naturally wanted to become a Transcendent Dao Expert, unrestrained by the Great Dao.

After deciding, Han Jue began to cultivate.

He didn’t know how long the breakthrough would take, but he had expected it to take a long time.

How could the Great Dao Sage Realm be so easy to reach?

In the depths of the darkness, a huge mountain range was floating. In one of the valleys, twelve powerful auras gathered. These auras were like flames that shook the mountain.

One of the figures was Empress Houtu.

Empress Houtu was no longer as holy as before. Two pythons wrapped around her waist. Her makeup was sinister, making her look even more savage.

They were the twelve Ancestral Magi!

The leader was Di Jiang. He was the burliest. He stood in front of a giant statue, praying. An Ancestral Magus surrounded by flames couldn’t help but say, “Brother, are you done? When are you going to attack?”