1288 Crush the Immortal Source World? Who Gave You the Courage? (5)
For two thousand years, the Sword Formation had never voluntarily retreated.
“The Immortal World’s powerhouses are not something we can resist,” Huang Zhihu shook her head and whispered, “Lead them to the Immortal Source World.”
“But our Immortal Source World also has Immortal World powerhouses.”
Immortal World powerhouses!
Everyone was stunned and came to a realization.
Several years ago, they had received news that Senior Han had returned, and two powerhouses from the Immortal World had returned with him to the Immortal Source World.
They were fighting outside and could not return to see Senior Brother Han for a while.
However, Huang Zhihu was already considering how strong the experts who returned from the Immortal World were.
Now, there were also Immortal World powerhouses in the Four Spirit Realm, so could they use them to test the abilities of the two in the Immortal Source World?
“Woo—”
The horn sounded, and the army assembled and slowly retreated.
In front of them, He Qu and the cultivators with him, who had been hiding in the void, slowly revealed themselves.
“Thinking of leaving?”
“Perfect, I will take you and your world behind you together and refine them into mine—”
He Qu gritted his teeth and clenched his fists tightly.
In front of him, the blood on the half-broken spear had faded considerably, and a shimmering halo danced upon it.
…
Outside the Sword Pavilion.
A black streak of light pierced the heavens and the earth.
The disciple on duty flew up and grabbed the stream of light. His expression changed as he quickly turned around and entered the mountain gate.
After a while, Heavenly Venerable Qi Yu, who was holding a black short sword, requested to see Han Muye.
“The Heaven Trampling Demon Venerable sent news that the sword cultivator army led by Huang Zhihu was ambushed in the Four Spirits Realm. Now, they are fighting and retreating, preparing to retreat to the Immortal Source World.”
“Boom—”
A thunderous explosion, a sword light tore through the sky.
Han Muye’s face showed a murderous intent as he took a step forward.
Beside him, Mu Wan, Yunjin, and the others looked anxious.
During these years when Han Muye was absent, this little girl, Huang Zhihu, would come to visit them whenever she returned.
They had truly come to regard her as their daughter.
“Has Sixth Brother gone alone?” Han Muye frowned when he saw the message on the black short sword.
He feared that even Huang Six might not be able to deal with Immortal World powerhouses who could repel an army of sword cultivators.
“Senior Brother, you must go and rescue them quickly,” Mu Wan urged.
Han Muye nodded, and a series of sword lights danced in front of him, eventually forming a long sword.
With a single sword strike, the void shattered, and a dark portal appeared.
“Such a formidable technique, breaking through the void with a single sword strike. Your mastery of spatial manipulation has become quite profound!” Li Yungang, who had flown over, exclaimed in amazement as he stared at the portal.
This single sword had shattered countless worlds.
In a situation where power in this realm couldn’t surpass that of Immortal Realms, gathering and erupting power while using spatial manipulation was the most direct manifestation of one’s cultivation strength.
Han Muye took a step forward and landed in the endless void.
Another step, and he was on the edge of the heavens.
At this moment, countless sword lights rained down, and a black spear appeared in the sky.
Huang Six, who was wielding a battle spear, was engulfed in flames, blocking the two Immortal World cultivators whose Immortal Qi was shining brightly.
Under the guidance of Huang Zhihu’s sword light, the sword formation below tried its best to resist the various talismans that broke through the void.
In front of the shattered void, countless figures rushed towards the Immortal Source World.
In this moment, the overwhelmingly powerful Immortal Source World finally met its match, and the invincible army of sword cultivators was also suppressed.
Behind him, Dao figures rushed over and gathered behind the military formation.
As cultivators of the Immortal Source World, everyone knew what the outcome would be once the Outer World army breached this realm.
What awaited everyone was definitely a massacre.
“Dare you resist us, even though you’re just a small mortal world?
“I’m going to crush your Immortal Source World today!”
In the void, a voice filled with cold determination resounded.
Hé Qū took a step forward, the blood-colored spear in his hand turned into a blood-colored crocodile, and he roared to the sky.
“Crush the Immortal Source World?”
“Who gave you the courage?”
A faint voice echoed through the heavens and the earth.
Han Muye’s sword light shone brightly in his hand.
