Chapter 308 - Consuming a Rank Eight Immortal Emperor

Chapter 308 Consuming a Rank Eight Immortal Emperor

Xue Minghe’s appearance made Han Jue very nervous. He was afraid that the other party would suddenly attack the Hidden Island.

He immediately sent a voice transmission to everyone, making them hold their breaths and not speak.

Actually, it was useless for him to do this. The Dao Field could isolate the internal situation, including divine sense and voice. However, doing this would make him feel better.

All the disciples were shocked, including the Black Hell Demon Lord and Duan Hongchen. A terrifying expert had really descended to make Han Jue so cautious!

The Yellow Spring continued to surge as if something huge was about to break through the sea.

At this moment.

Piercing sounds came as figures emitting terrifying auras flew over. Among them was Ksitigarbha.

The most eye-catching was a man in a black dragon robe. He had a pearl crown on his head and his face was covered in a beard. His eyes were dignified, and the aura he emitted was extremely oppressive. When Han Jue saw him, he immediately checked the strongest person around the Dao Field.

(King of Hell: Cultivation unknown, Lord of the Underworld)

The strongest person changed from Xue Minghe to the King of Hell. Han Jue heaved a sigh of relief.

At the very least, the King of Hell was also the master of the netherworld. He was more orthodox and should not harm the innocent for no reason.

Since Xue Minghe couldn’t defeat him, he had to escape. Han Jue silently looked forward to it.

The King of Hell brought the netherworld experts to the top of the Yellow Spring and looked down at the stormy sea.

“Xue Minghe, if you don’t behave, don’t blame me for this!” the King of Hell said angrily.

As soon as he finished speaking, the surging waves stopped, and the world was filled with an oppressive aura.

Han Jue waited nervously.

After a while.

Xue Minghe’s voice sounded, “King of Hell, the calamity is here. Doesn’t the netherworld want to rise?”

Hearing this, the King of Hell said expressionlessly, “Could it be that you, a pitiful worm from the Nine Hells Purgatory, can also help me? You’ve long been a failure of the Immeasurable Calamity and are just hanging on in the abyss.”

Xue Minghe sneered. “At least I dare to fight. What about you?”

The King of Hell was silent.

Boom!

A blood-colored pillar of light shot out from the Yellow Spring and vanished into the horizon in the blink of an eye.

The King of Hell and the experts of the netherworld immediately chased after him.

Even in the Zenith Heaven Realm, they couldn’t sense the existence of the Dao Field unless the Hidden Sect Island was exposed.

Han Jue heaved a sigh of relief.

It seemed that the system upgrade was still very important.

He would have been discovered if he hadn’t leveled up earlier.

Vigilant, Han Jue checked the strongest person around Hidden Sect Island again.

[Nine Netherworld Dragon: Rank Eight Immortal Emperor, prisoner of the Nine Nether Purgatory]

Rank Eight Immortal Emperor! Shocked, Han Jue hurriedly entered the simulation trial.

A breath later, he opened his eyes.

So close.

Fortunately, he could kill it instantly.

He continued to check. After confirming that there were no other experts around, he was relieved.

“I hope this long worm doesn’t come looking for trouble. Otherwise…”

Han Jue thought silently, his eyes filled with killing intent.

Under the Fusang Tree.

Li Yao asked nervously, “They left?”

Duan Hongchen nodded.

The Black Hell Demon Lord’s eyes narrowed as he said, “There’s another fellow under our island. He’s very strong, much stronger than me!”

Everyone was shocked.

The sea around Hidden Sect Island churned again, and the entire island also shook violently.

Han Jue probed down the island with his divine sense and saw a huge object.

The dragon eye alone was dozens of kilometers in diameter. It was extremely terrifying

Nine Netherworld Dragon!

This fellow had already targeted Hidden Sect Island and was quietly approaching.

Han Jue frowned. He immediately covered Hidden Sect Island with his divine sense. This island was like the tip of a reef.

He used his divine sense to push Hidden Sect Island away.

The Nine Netherworld Dragon immediately caught up.

I knew it!

This fellow is really after Hidden Sect Island.

Han Jue sent a voice transmission, “What are you doing?”

“What am I doing? Of course, I’m going to eat

you!”

The Nine Netherworld Dragon’s laughter was wild and cruel as if it had already taken over Hidden Sect Island.

“Really?”

“Of course!”

Han Jue immediately disappeared into the cave.

Boom!

All the Hidden Sect disciples heard a deafening explosion. The entire Hidden Sect Island was sent flying Everyone was shocked. What happened?

At this moment, Hidden Sect Island quickly landed on the Yellow Spring. Then, it quickly slipped away, covering ten million kilometers in a flash.

The Black Hell Demon Lord said in shock, “That fellow’s aura is gone!”

Han Jue’s voice sounded, “It’s dead.” The Black Hell Demon Lord was shocked. Duan Hongchen was also shocked.

The other disciples heaved a sigh of relief. They weren’t too shocked.

In front of Han Jue, any enemy could be insta-killed.

The Hidden Sect Island continued forward. After an hour, Han Jue finally made the island stop.

He walked out of the Connate Cave Abode and said, “Black Hell Phoenix, Chaotic Heavenly Dog, Golden Crow, Three-Headed Wyrm King, come here!”

He came to the mountains and rivers and waved his right hand, releasing the Nine Netherworld Dragon’s corpse.

The Nine Netherworld Dragon was a black dragon with longer scales. It seemed to be covered in spikes, looking sinister and terrifying Everyone from the Hidden Sect flew over. They were stunned when they saw the Nine Netherworld Dragon’s huge corpse.

“What dragon is this?”

“The mysterious expert that the Black Hell Demon Lord mentioned just now?” “This dragon looks so strange.”

“Does Grandmaster want them to eat it?”

“Definitely. The Black Hell Chicken ran here at the fastest speed!”

Everyone exclaimed. Without needing Han Jue to say anything, the people he named had already pounced on the Nine Netherworld Dragon’s corpse and started to devour it.

The Nine Netherworld Dragon’s body had already been compressed by Han Jue. Otherwise, Hidden Sect Island wouldn’t be able to contain it.

Han Jue watched the gruesome scene in front of him. He didn’t feel any discomfort. Instead, he was looking forward to it.

Could the body of a Rank Eight Immortal Emperor make these people stronger?

The others were also curious.

Tu Ling’er looked at Dao Comprehension Sword and clicked her tongue in wonder. “These guys usually look quite obedient. I didn’t expect them to be so savage.” Dao Comprehension Sword nodded and said with lingering fear, “Yes, we have to be careful of them in the future.”

Not long after, the Three-Headed Wyrm King fell to the ground. His entire body twitched, and blood flowed from his seven apertures.

He couldn’t withstand the flesh and blood of a Rank Eight Immortal Emperor.

Han Jue immediately appeared beside him and used his Dharmic powers to heal his body.

The others were in a better state. Their bloodlines weren’t simple. They weren’t as weak as the Three-Headed Wyrm King. After recovering from his injuries, the Three-Headed Wyrm King continued to eat the Nine Netherworld Dragon’s body.

The great banquet lasted for several hours. The seven Black Hell Phoenixes, the Black Hell Chicken, the Chaotic Heavenly Dog, Ah Da, Xiao Er, and the Three-Headed Wyrm King benefited greatly, and their bloodlines became even stronger.

After confirming that they were fine, Han Jue returned to the Connate Cave Abode to continue cultivating.

“This netherworld is not peaceful anymore.”

Han Jue thought in distress. Should he choose another location?

He hesitated for a long time and then decided to forget it.

He couldn’t find a place to go even if he changed locations. He might as well wait.

He would take action when the netherworld was truly in chaos.

Over the Immortal World, Golden Crab Island.

Inside the Daoist temple.

Huang Zuntian knelt on the ground and raised his hands to take the scroll in the White Crane’s mouth.

The White Crane said meaningfully, “This Immortal Talent Meeting is a good opportunity. Don’t disappoint me.”

Huang Zuntian looked very excited, but he was bitter inside.

Why was there trouble again!

Huang Zuntian looked up and asked, “How’s the relationship between the Jie School and our Chan School?”

The White Crane said, “Don’t ask what you shouldn’t know. The Immortal Talent Meeting will likely decide the future of the Immeasurable Calamity. If you don’t obtain a good fortuitous encounter, your position as the Island Master will be replaced. It just so happens that many disciples aren’t convinced by you.”