Bab 942: Primordial Spirit, Hidden Sect's Banquet

100 trillion years!

It was comparable to the Ancient Desolate Divine Spirit, a half-step Creator!

Han Jue's heart sank. So there was really an unknown mighty figure in the Ancient Desolate?

That made sense. Han Jue was already powerful enough, but he still couldn't see through some unknown areas of the Chaos. If there was no mighty figure protecting him, how could he not spy?

Han Jue chose to continue.

He could still afford 100 trillion years!

Han Jue entered the illusion.

He opened his eyes and discovered that he had arrived in a dark space. The surroundings were filled with wisps of strange purple aura. In the distance, vaguely sinister and mighty shadows floated.

Han Jue discovered that nine figures were gathered together.

They were arguing.

"Chaos? It's just a hypothesis!"

"How ridiculous. We can't show ourselves at all with the Primordial Fiendcelestial suppressing us!"