1142 Embracing the Righteous Sword Dao, Entering the Heaven Immortal Realm (5)
Killing intent condensed into justice.
Who could defeat such a sword cultivator?
After fighting for three breaths, no one cared about the final outcome.
With his impromptu breakthrough, Yunlan Sword Immortal’s cultivation might really defy the heavens.
“Big Brother, I’ve also gained some insights from today’s battle.” Huang Huan lowered his head to look at Su Zisheng, who had already flown over, then turned to look at the distant sky.
Su Zisheng smiled and said, “I know that Dongyuan City won’t become a rope that binds you.
“I only hope that you can come back to Dongyuan City one day and visit me again.”
He turned to look in the direction Han Muye had flown in and sighed softly. “I no longer have your sharpness. Otherwise, I really want to adventure again.”
A battle between sword cultivators who had no regrets in life and death, and a righteous Sword Dao.
This was what the cultivation world looked like.
Huang Huan bowed to Su Zisheng and looked outside the city. “Second Brother, I’ll take my leave first.”
Outside the city, clouds surged, and a tall mountain appeared.
Dongyuan Mountain.
A mountain of tens of thousands of feet.
This was the first time tens of thousands of tall mountains had appeared in the wilderness.
“Haha, looks like you’re also very emotional, Second Brother.” Huang Huan let out a long laugh. His figure moved, causing a river of blood to soar into the sky.
Su Zisheng looked at the river of blood, then turned to look at the tall mountain with a complicated expression.
News of the battle in Dongyuan City spread.
Sword Immortal Three Streams Huang Huan was from Blood Battle Sect and his Sword Dao cultivation was extremely strong.
Zhao Qianzhen, who lived in seclusion on the Dongyuan Mountain, had actually hidden the mountain tens of thousands of feet away by himself.
Both of them were extremely powerful.
However, this was nothing compared to Yunlan Sword Immortal Invincible Han.
Yunlan Sword Immortal actually had the background of the Mystic Spirit Sword Sect.
Moreover, his Sword Dao was the most difficult sword to find in the world.
When Han Muye’s Sword Dao spread, countless low-level cultivators within a radius of millions of miles advanced towards Yunlan City.
To be able to cultivate the righteous sword, there was no need to worry about such a person’s character and temperament.
Yunlan City would definitely prosper.
Han Muye did not care about the news from the outside world at all.
At this moment, he was already in seclusion in the City Lord’s Mansion.
Zhang Zhenbiao and the others led the experts in the city and guarded the City Lord’s Mansion layer by layer.
Their City Lord had gained something in Dongyuan City and had returned to seclusion. This was a great thing.
Whether it was the wasteland or other places in the cultivation world, without experts holding down, the factions could not go far.
In the City Lord’s Mansion of Yunlan City, sword light surrounded Han Muye.
He had already set up dozens of array formations around him, blocking all the probing.
At this moment, two long swords floated in front of him.
One was a green sword light, a killing sword interwoven with Exalted Immortal patterns.
The other was naturally his second primordial spirit, the Trap Sword.
The halos on the two swords scattered and connected with the blood essence and spiritual light all over his body.
“Straighten up.”
Han Muye muttered.
Killing intent.
Killing all injustice and injustice in the world.
Sword light surged on the two long swords, causing the blood in his body to surge.
Baxia’s body, which had never appeared, appeared, and the phantom of the Kui appeared.
The light of Qi and blood and the light of lightning collided with the sword light and turned into a dazzling light.
“Heaven-defying Immortal Ascension.”
Han Muye’s eyes shone with endless light.
It had finally come to this.
He had accumulated countless resources during his cultivation and had the enhancement of extreme comprehension.
To him, cultivation did not matter how long it took. The only thing he needed was choices.
Among the thousands of Great Dao, choose one that he could persevere on.
Now, he had found it.
Using the righteous sword to defy the heavens and achieve Immortal Ascension!
“Buzz!”
The sword intent collided with the two primordial spirit swords. Silently, golden halos surged and transformed into light cocoons that surrounded him.
The Phoenix Golden Fire landed outside the cocoon of light, its lively eyes revealing a trace of envy.
…
Han Muye was in seclusion in Yunlan City. Immortal cultivators from all over Yunlan City had gathered, bringing all kinds of news from the Wasteland.
The Gale Bandits had already gathered hundreds of thousands of troops and were not at a disadvantage when they collided with several large factions in the Wasteland.
The experts of the Heavenly Radiance School attacked and shattered a large city of the Dao Sect. The battle between the Dao Sect and the Heavenly Radiance School was about to begin.
Several elites of the Mystic Spirit Sword Sect fought with the experts of the Blood Battle Sect in the Wasteland. Both sides won and lost, and the conflict between the two sects intensified.
In the Bitter Immortal Realm, the Immortal Demon King Hun Tian was confirmed to have died. His Nirvana Pearl was scattered everywhere, and the entire Bitter Immortal Realm was fighting for it.
The various factions under Immortal Demon King Hun Tian were being pursued, and many of them had already come to the wasteland to take refuge.
One of the three bandits of the Bitter Immortal Realm, the Thunder Pirate, appeared in the Wasteland.
It was said that a team of Thunder Pirates had wiped out a demon tribe in the wasteland and were heading towards the lake. No one knew why.
These major events attracted the attention of countless people. On the other hand, the Great City Protection Formation of Yunlan City only took three years to set up under Zhao Qianzhen’s hands, so no one cared.
Wasn’t it normal for a large city’s Great City Protection Formation?
Even when millions of cultivators quietly gathered in Yunlan City and built more than 10 teleportation arrays to become the largest trading city within a radius of 300 miles, not many people investigated further.
Yunlan City had the backing of the Sword Sect, and the Yunlan Sword Immortal cultivated the Righteous Sword Dao. Of course, it could attract countless cultivators.
As for Yunlan Sword Immortal’s seclusion, this was even more normal.
In the cultivation world, who wouldn’t enter seclusion?
However, what no one knew was that Han Muye was no longer in the wasteland.
After three years of seclusion, he quietly came out of seclusion and stepped into the rule of the Cloud Mist Dao Sect with the Murong family’s caravan.
This was because Murong Fu had brought the token he had given to the City Lord’s Mansion of Yunlan City to ask for help.
The Murong clan was besieged and in danger of being destroyed.
Han Muye, whose cultivation had just stepped into the Heaven Immortal Realm and needed to consolidate the Great Dao, personally went.
Straighten up.
Guarding the front.
As long as the Murong family was on the side of justice, Han Muye didn’t mind making a move.
On the deck of the Greenwood Flying Ship, Murong Fu, who was wearing a green robe, pointed ahead and said softly, “Senior Brother Han, that’s the city where my Murong family is located, Puyuan City.”
He did not expect Yunlan Sword Immortal to personally follow him to Puyuan City.
His Murong clan had already fallen, and the strongest person in the family clan was only an Earth Immortal who presided over it. How could he have the qualifications to invite Yunlan Sword Immortal personally?
He had taken the token to seek help. He had originally thought that it would be a blessing to be able to lure a Heaven Immortal expert to Puyuan City.
Han Muye nodded, his gaze landing on the large city within a radius of nearly a hundred miles.
Under the rule of the Daoist Faction, it was prosperous.
Even a hinterland city could be so magnificent and resplendent.
“Boom!”
In front of him, a bolt of lightning exploded, and then several immortal lights collided and rumbled.
The expressions of everyone on the flying ship changed drastically.
“It’s the Murong family’s flying ship. Stop it.”
“The Patriarch is besieging Murong Chi. No one from the Murong family is allowed to go over.”
“Since they’re from the Murong clan, just kill them.”
Several immortal lights smashed down on the deck.
Murong Fu’s face was pale, and the Murong family disciples behind him were trembling.
Murong Chi was the last of the Murong clan to preside over the Earth Immortal Realm. He was the Murong clan’s last reliance.
If Murong Chi died, the Murong family would definitely perish!
