1269 Immortal Burial City
Attack together!
Two Immortal Lords attacking together?
Everyone present watched in astonishment as Han Muye, holding a long sword, challenged the two Immortal Lords.
A Heaven Immortal wielding a long sword faced the two Immortal Lords and challenged them!
If it were someone else, anywhere else, a flick of an Immortal Lord’s finger would have crushed this Immortal into submission.
But today, Han Muye’s sword sent the red-armored Immortal Lord flying and his dominating aura intimidated everyone.
“This guy is already so powerful…” Immortal Lord Tu Tian muttered as he watched Han Muye wield his sword in mid-air.
Immortal Lord Tie He beside him also showed a hint of surprise.
He looked at his junior disciple who had grown to become incredibly powerful.
This feeling was a mix of pride and a touch of frustration.
On the other side, Immortal Lord Yang Yu and the others looked shocked and regretful.
“Buzz!”
The saber light in the hand of the Immortal Lord holding a long saber in front of Han Muye sent waves of light flying towards him.
The other Immortal Lord danced a green ribbon, creating waves of water rushing toward Han Muye.
The combination of these two forces shook the heavens and the earth.
The protective array formation of the surrounding Immortal Burial City surged. It seemed that the power of these two attacks was too strong and had already affected the power of the array formation, forcing it to press down another level.
However, Han Muye knew that the power of these two Immortal Lords was insufficient when facing the Immortal Burial City.
The combination of the water light and the saber light was already capable of breaking through a realm.
Immortal Lord Zi Yu’s expression was solemn as he placed his hand on the hilt of his sword.
Immortal Lord Yu He took out a jade scepter in his hand. Immortal light flickered and rolled in front of him.
If Han Muye couldn’t withstand this strike, they would step in.
“Kill.”
Han Muye shouted.
The sword in his hand slashed down.
The sword beam split the waves and saber beams.
Concentrated power was stronger than dispersed power, and Han Muye’s sword light was incredibly solid.
With this one strike, he shattered the combined attack of the two Immortal Lords.
He took a step forward, and the sword in his hand produced a 100-foot-long sword light. The sword intent and battle intent on his body converged into one.
“Kill.”
He shouted again, thrusting his sword straight ahead.
This sword carried a chilling radiance that disappeared in an instant.
It was fast.
This strike was extremely fast.
The Immortal Lord with the long knife had a huge change in expression, and he moved his knife to form a gray-black halo in front of him.
“Slash—”
The sword pierced through the grayish-black halo and stabbed the Immortal Lord’s chest.
“Bang!”
The armor shattered, and immortal light shone.
The Immortal Lord’s body exploded and gathered again, his face pale.
“Immortal Lord?” Han Muye said coldly, raising the sword in his hand again. “Can’t withstand a single blow.”
An Immortal Lord expert could not withstand this strike!
The red-armored Immortal Lord who had been sent flying previously and the injured Daoist flew over and stood in front of the Immortal Lord who was holding his chest.
“Fuyu Immortal Realm. Good, good.” The red-armored Immortal Lord looked at Han Muye, then turned to look at Immortal Lord Ziyu and the others.
“Do you want to start a war among the Immortal Realms?”
A war among the Immortal Realms?
Immortal Lord Zi Yu’s expression changed.
The expressions of the Immortal Lords beside him also changed.
Han Muye was stunned for a moment, then smiled. “Good, good idea.”
Good, idea?
Everyone was stunned.
“Agreed, you go back and prepare. In three years, Fuyu Immortal Realm will launch an attack on the Mu Yan Immortal Realm.”
Han Muye declared firmly.
An attack on the Mu Yan Immortal Realm!
His words left everyone stunned again.
Is he deciding on a war between Immortal Realms so casually?
Isn’t this too hasty?
The three Immortal Lords from the Mu Yan Immortal Realm on the opposite side had dumbfounded expressions.
Is he just talking, making empty threats?
Can you joke about something like this?
“Hmph, as the City Lord of Immortal Burial City, once I’ve made a decision, it won’t change. You have only three years to prepare. Three years from now, my Fuyu Immortal Realm’s army will arrive,” Immortal Lord Zi Yu declared with a loud voice.
Immortal Burial City’s City Lord?
Who?
Han Muye was confused.
“Yes, three years, you don’t have much time,” Immortal Lord Hu Yuan shouted and laughed.
The three Immortal Lord powerhouses looked at each other with gloomy expressions, not paying any attention to Immortal Lord Yang Yu and the others. They turned and left.
As they disappeared into nothingness, Han Muye turned to Immortal Lord Yang Yu. “Yang Yu, if you decide to go to the Mu Yan Immortal Realm, you have three days.”
“In three days, you will be the enemies of my Immortal Burial City.”
Han Muye raised his hand, and battle puppets emerged from the void behind him.
Millions of Battle Puppets covered the sky and formed battle formations.
The void trembled, and the protective formations of Immortal Burial City activated, locking everyone’s life force.
“Think carefully. Three days from now, we might meet on the battlefield.”
With that, Han Muye ignored Immortal Lord Yang Yu and turned to look at Immortal Lord Zi Yu and the others.
“Esteemed seniors, to be cautious, inform the Immortal Realm sects to gather their strongest forces. Once the battle starts, wipe out all the cultivators of the Mu Yan Immortal Realm on the Wasteland.”
There were countless cultivators from the Mu Yan Immortal Realm on the Wasteland, and there was also an Immortal Lord overseeing Yunlan City.
If the Immortal Lord of the Immortal Burial City here betrayed the Fuyu Immortal World, that Immortal Lord wouldn’t be spared either.
Han Muye’s orders were decisive and ruthless.
Immortal Lord Zi Yu cupped his hands and said loudly, “Yes, City Lord.”
With that, he moved and was about to leave.
“Wait!”
Right then, Immortal Lord Yang Yu suddenly spoke.
“Brother Zi Yu, wait a moment.” He looked at Immortal Lord Zi Yu before his gaze landed on the other Immortal Lords.
“Fellow Daoists, when did little friend Yunlan become the City Lord of the Immortal Burial City?”
Han Muye wanted to ask too.
