"Kill the Heavenly Soldiers and Generals before waiting for the Heavenly Court to recruit me?"
Han Jue looked at Chi Yunxian with a strange expression. Was he serious?
Then, he suddenly thought of a story.
The Monkey King Sun Wukong's story.
Sun Wukong had a powerful background, but Han Jue did not.
This was too dangerous!
I can't do it!
Chi Yunxian smiled and said, "If you don't dare and want to live, you can only follow me into the Heavenly Court."
Han Jue asked, "Is there really no other way?"
"No. That's the only way you can save your disciples."
"When will the Heavenly Court clean up the mortal world?"
"In a few hundred years, or a thousand years at most."
"Let me think about it."
"Mm."
Chi Yunxian waved his sleeve, and the surrounding sea of stars instantly shattered. Han Jue's consciousness returned to his body.
Han Jue opened his eyes and rubbed his chin in thought.