Han Jue's Anxiety

"If I kill the Despair Dao Spirit now, will I attract the pursuit of the Chaotic Deities?" Han Jue asked in his mind. He was not blinded by killing intent.

It wouldn't be good if he attracted even more trouble for a moment of joy.

[1 quadrillion years of lifespan will be deducted. Do you want to continue?]

Continue!

[No]

Han Jue heaved a sigh of relief.

Wait.

Could it be that the Chaotic Deities did not care about the Despair Dao Spirit at all? Was this fellow pretending to be powerful?

"When will I anger the Chaotic Deities?"

[1 quadrillion years of lifespan will be deducted. Do you want to continue?]

Continue!

[As long as it harms the Chaos, the Chaotic Deities will attack in anger.]

If it harms the Chaos…

Gasp—

What did Ancestor Xitian do?

Han Jue couldn't help but think of Ancestor Xitian, who was suppressed by the Chaotic Consciousness. He looked quite good.