Battle of the Ancient Desolate

"I didn't say that I wanted to fight. The Ancient Desolate Divine Spirit is indeed powerful. I still have to cultivate for a while before I can fight it."

Han Jue shook his head. He thought for a moment and instructed, "You can't reveal this matter. The enemy has already threatened me. Let me consider it. I'm stalling for time. If you reveal my intentions, no one can stop them when the enemy comes. Do you understand?"

Han Huang nodded. "I'm not a fool. I know what to say and what not to say."

Han Jue was relieved.

Han Huang asked, "Father, this time, do you have to wait until the enemy reaches the Heavenly Dao before you make a move if the Chaotic mighty figures can't stop it?"

Han Jue frowned. "Why do you say that?"

"Those Great Dao Sages said that you won't leave the Heavenly Dao. You have to wait until you have no choice before attacking."

Han Jue frowned even harder when he heard this.

Why did he smell a trap?