Terror of the Emperor
Éditeur: Atlas Studios
After Xuan Qingjun finished speaking, Han Jue said, "Actually, you don't have to report to me. I know everything."
The five women were stunned and couldn't help but revere his cultivation.
The Holy Mother Sect was so far away from the Hundred Peak Immortal River, but Han Jue could actually see everything.
"Since you're finally back, I'll preach to you," he muttered. The five women looked happy and nodded.
The Great Dao of Extreme Origin covered the Daoist temple.
Fifty years later.
Han Jue ended the lecture and let them rest first.
Li Yao stayed behind. The other four women pretended not to see this and left.
She looked up at him and said, "I want to pass the position of the Sect Master to Ling'er. I want to come back and cultivate. Can you help me become stronger? I don't want to stop in the Heavenly Dao."
Han Jue asked, "Why did your ancestor send you a dream?"