1413 Deja vu, Primordial Battle Armor!
“We’ll head back to the city first.”
Taking a deep breath, Golden Immortal Chuan Ling looked at Hu Yulong and lowered his voice. “This matter is not over since Immortal Lord Yuan She dared to kill our Immortal Venerables.
“When you get back, go to Cloud Dragon Pavilion to hold the fort.
“I’ll go to the fifth floor and report to the Immortal Venerable.”
With that, he turned away from the deck and went straight back to his cabin.
It was not until a golden light array rose in the cabin that he carefully spread his hands.
There was a green ball of light lingering in his palm.
This light mass was illusory, exuding an endless mysterious power. It seemed that just one more glance would make people lose their minds.
“Origin…”
This was the power of the origin in the Tiger Spirit Ruins Realm!
Just now, at the moment when Han Muye flew out, he handed this thing to him.
Han Muye obtained the origin that the Immortal Venerable wanted. Now he was being pursued by Immortal Lord Yuan She.
Was a Primordial Soul Immortal Lord trying to snatch the origin of an Immortal Venerable?
“Zhenyang Tower, just you wait.” Putting away the origin, Golden Immortal Chuan Ling gritted his teeth and muttered.
Outside the cabin, on the deck, Hu Yunlong’s expression changed.
On the other flying ships, the cultivators were silent.
The incarnation of an Immortal Lord was killed by Han Muye, who was traveling with them.
Now that an Immortal Lord was chasing after him, Han Muye chose to deal with it alone.
No one could tell how they were feeling.
Sadness?
Helplessness?
Indignation?
Perhaps it was both.
The majority of cultivators in this fleet had benefited from Han Muye’s help in the Ruins Realm.
Han Muye’s combat power in the Ruins Realm was strong, and they acknowledged it.
Now, Han Muye chose to sacrifice himself, shocking them.
“Fellow Daoist Yun Long, what can we do?”
From a distance, an old man in a blue robe with divine light behind him spoke loudly.
“Yeah, does the struggle in the Ruins Realm allow Immortal Lords to do whatever they want?” On another flying boat, a middle-aged man in blue and red battle armor shouted.
Hu Yulong nodded, saying loudly, “Rest assured, Senior Brother Chuanling will surely take it into account.
“With Fellow Daoist Han’s methods, even an Immortal Lord might not be able to do anything to him.”
Everyone nodded and steered the flying ship towards Ten Thousand Magnificence City.
At this time, Han Muye had already flown tens of thousands of miles away.
He stopped, and the sword in his hand flashed with a deep halo.
Behind him, Immortal Lord Yuan She had already arrived.
“You’re dead—”
Immortal Lord Yuan She shouted.
“Clang—”
Han Muye turned around and slashed.
Immortal Slaying Sword.
Origin power!
In this Heaven Abyss filled with the power of death, the power of heaven and earth suppressed, and the lethality of the Immortal Trapping Sword was greatly reduced. Only the Immortal Slaying Sword and the origin power could display enough combat strength.
With the Immortal Slaying Sword enhanced with its origin power, it could even fight an Immortal Lord!
“Clang—”
The sword was blocked by a black saber in Immortal Lord Yuan She’s hand.
The black saber exuded a decayed aura. Under the impact of the sword light, more cracks appeared on the saber.
Immortal Lord Yuan She retreated uncontrollably under this sword.
His eyes revealed horror.
“Your sword technique is actually so powerful!” Killing intent surged from his body. Behind him, a 100-foot-tall phantom in shattered black armor appeared.
As soon as the phantom appeared, the surrounding power of death no longer steamed, but gathered on his black armor.
This black armor was a treasure!
Moreover, it was a treasure that was constantly soaked in the power of the world in the Heavenly Abyss.
With the enhancement of the black armor, not only would Immortal Lord Yuan She’s combat strength not be damaged in the Heaven Abyss, but it would also increase several times!
Han Muye’s expression turned solemn.
This was not the first time he had faced an Immortal Lord head-on.
However, this was the first time he was fighting an Immortal Lord alone.
He had to admit that every Immortal Lord expert possessed profound foundations and abundant resources.
He had been too careless.
Taking a deep breath, Han Muye slashed down with the Immortal Slaying Sword.
The sword light was extremely fast. One of the dazzling sharp lights flickered and collided with the broken black armor.
“Clang—”
A golden light flashed on his black armor, knocking Han Muye and his sword back.
Immortal Lord Yuan She revealed a violent killing intent.
“The power of death has entered your body. It seems that it won’t be easy for you to use this treasure.” Han Muye shouted and turned to leave.
He thought that Immortal Lord Yuan She could already control this powerful treasure, but it turned out that he had not completely refined it.
It wasn’t that he couldn’t, but he didn’t dare.
This black armor had clearly fused with the power of death. Refining this armor meant assimilating the power of death into one’s body.
If he activated the phantom armor, Immortal Lord Yuan She would be corroded by the power of death.
He wouldn’t be able to last long.
“Die—”
Immortal Lord Yuan She roared, his face contorted with violence, and the black-armored phantom’s arms enveloped him as he flew towards Han Muye.
Han Muye rode his sword at an incredible speed.
However, the black-armored phantom moved strangely in the dead land, appearing in front of Han Muye without needing to activate any power.
“Clang—”
Han Muye slashed down, then turned and walked away.
He was not afraid of fighting an Immortal Lord, but fighting this black armor that controlled the power of death in a dead place was not fun.
“Boom—”
The free hand of the black armor grabbed towards Han Muye’s head.
It tore through the void, shattering the surrounding world.
Han Muye paused and flashed away in an impossible place.
The two of them chased after each other in the Heavenly Abyss, their sword light and black armor intertwining.
“Boom—”
The collision between heaven and earth intensified.
In front of a broken city wall, Huang Zhihu, leading a group of Phoenix Forest Stronghold disciples searching for various dilapidated treasures, suddenly looked up at the distant sky.
