Mid-Stage Pseudo-Sage, Endless Cursing!

Han Jue took a deep breath and tried to calm down. Fortunately, he had yet to start the break through.

He had to be wary of such situations in the future.

Han Jue chose to accept and quickly entered the dream.

In the dazzling hall, Han Jue saw Qiu Xilai. He was still high and mighty.

Han Jue was furious when he saw him.

I want to see what you are really up to!

Qiu Xilai said in a low voice, "Prepare to fight for the position of Sage!"

Han Jue said, "Oh."

Qiu Xilai asked, "You have 200 Immortal Emperors under you? Those people seem to be the Nether Race created by Empress Houtu?"

"That's right," Han Jue replied. He wasn't afraid of being found out anymore.

Qiu Xilai said, "You can't trust Empress Houtu completely. After all, she carries the blood feud of the Magus Race. Don't be dragged down by her."

"Thank you for your reminder, Sage."