Perfected Pseudo-Sage, Words of a Sage
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Han Jue didn't deduce what ambitions the Sages had anymore. It didn't affect him, anyway.
It was enough to curse Sage Fated Secrets until he went mad. If he continued cursing, the Heavenly Dao might collapse again.
Han Jue only wanted to hide in the Dao Field and cultivate.
Three years later.
"I'm Daoist Qing Tian. In the extreme South, in the Scarlet Green Sea, I will set up a Dao Field to preach the Dao for all living beings. I will talk about the Immortal Dao and the Sage Dao. In a hundred years, when the lecture begins, all living beings can come and listen to the Dao and comprehend the power of immortality!"
A voice resounded in the Immortal World. Han Jue counted with his fingers. The other party was only a Zenith Heaven Golden Immortal.
A Zenith Heaven Golden Immortal dared to preach the Sage Dao?
He was really courting death!
Aren't you afraid of offending a Sage?