Wufa Sect Crumbles, Three Thousand Years

After all the listeners left, Han Jue turned around and walked into the palace.

Heavenly Venerate Wufa didn't use the array formation to stop him.

Han Jue walked forward slowly, but each step covered an extremely long distance. It had the profundity of shrinking the distance.

Soon, he saw Heavenly Venerate Wufa.

The other party sat on a tall tower. He was high and mighty as he looked down on him.

Han Jue clearly felt a mysterious force surging around him.

This fellow was activating the array formation, wanting to isolate the palace from the outside.

Han Jue stopped and took a deep breath. "Heavenly Venerate Wufa, I came here to acknowledge you as my master."

Hearing this, Heavenly Venerate Wufa narrowed his eyes and asked, "Really?"

He thought that Han Jue was here to find trouble.

He didn't completely trust his words.

Previously, Han Jue had canceled out his palm strike, which meant that he was not weak.