357 Like-Minded, Cursing the Demon Emperor

The person fell silent. Zu Tu waited patiently.

Several hours passed.

The cold voice floated out of the palace again, "The anomaly you spoke of is part of the calamity. Go back."

Part of the calamity?

Zu Tu frowned, not understanding what this meant.

Since it was part of the calamity, why did it make him uneasy?

He was already the strongest in the calamity. He fought for providence and momentum.

Could it be that the uneasiness came from the Dark Forbidden Lord?

The Dark Forbidden had appeared?

Zu Tu hurriedly stood up, bowed, and left.

…

Time passed quickly. Fifty years passed quickly.

Han Jue's cultivation time had returned to normal. It was ordinary and boring. He cursed the enemy every ten years. His usual joy was probably from reading the emails.