1111 Deity Roll Call!
Swordsmanship was dead, but people were alive.
The swordsmanship in the mortal world was no worse than that in the Immortal World.
The power of moonlight from the skies surged and poured into the main hall, landing on Han Muye.
The entire hall, once silent, seemed to come alive.
Endless clear moonlight power surged out from the surrounding curtains.
This palace hall was specially built to harness the power of moonlight, capable of storing its energy.
At this moment, Han Muye activated the millennia-old moonlight stored within the hall, and it surged like an ocean.
Around him, the moonlight energy condensed into a crescent moon.
As the moonlight circulated and gathered, the green-yellow halo floating like a crescent moon kept increasing, turning from one to a thousand.
Thousands of Moonlight Blades floated and rotated with soft vibrations.
The sword light vibrated, and the moonlight was cold.
Each of the Moonlight Blades possessed the power to shatter space.
Even Heavenly Venerables would not be able to do well in front of this Moonlight Blade.
Thousands of Dao light blades intertwined and turned into an oval, revolving around Han Muye without any blind spots.
“This move shall be called ‘Thousand Moons’.”
Han Muye murmured in satisfaction as he opened his eyes.
The defensive power, killing potential, and eruptive force were all remarkably rare.
This move, Thousand Moons, had great potential.
In the future, he could also use it to control his sword, making the sword itself a moon.
The millennia of precious moonlight stored in Guanyue City had ultimately benefited Han Muye.
This put him in a good mood.
With a wave of his hand, a greenish-black sword appeared in his palm.
Holding the sword hilt, he said softly, “Let me see who’s behind this Guanyue City.”
This sword was obtained from the city lord’s treasury, the personal sword of the Guanyue City Lord.
The city lord seldom used this sword and had not kept it in the pocket dimension.
“Buzz!”
Sword qi poured in, and an image appeared.
The sword was called the Thirteen Moons. It was forged from the Moon Shadow Stone and gathered the power of the moon. It was a numinous treasure-level magic sword.
A magical sword, in this context, didn’t rely solely on the power of the sword to fight but instead utilized the strength of the longsword to invoke the power of heaven and earth to perform Daoist spells and techniques.
Such longswords were not uncommon in the Immortal World, and many people preferred them because they could both defend and cast spells.
Within this longsword contained approximately 5,000 years of memories from the City Lord of Guanyue. It held various moonlight cultivation methods and hidden secrets that could be explored.
For Han Muye, the insights into the cultivation of a Void Refinement Heaven Immortal was a tremendous treasure.
“Silver Moon Demon Queen of the Bitter Immortal Realm?” Looking at the image, Guanyue City Lord sent the power of moonlight gathered in the city to the Bitter Immortal Realm every few decades to meet a Demon King expert. Han Muye understood.
It seemed that behind this Guanyue City was a demon king of the Bitter Immortal Realm.
However, Han Muye found it funny to see Guanyue City Lord being so respectful and flattering to the female demon queen with a cold voice and a white face.
From the City Lord of Guanyue’s memories, it was evident that he was deeply infatuated with that demon queen.
For so many years, he willingly collected moonlight for her.
If he had invested all that time and energy in his own cultivation, he wouldn’t have been stagnant in strength for tens of thousands of years.
But now that Han Muye had killed the City Lord of Guanyue, he feared that it might provoke the revenge of the Silver Moon Demon Queen.
Fortunately, the Bitter Immortal Realm was millions of miles away from this place, and it would take some time for the news to spread.
Moreover, Han Muye had already planned to go to the Bitter Immortal Realm, and if the Immortal Queen came looking for him, he could handle the situation again.
Considering everything, since Han Muye arrived in the Yunteng Wasteland, he had offended quite a few forces.
Many forces were also observing him.
After putting away the longsword of the City Lord of Guanyue, Han Muye’s hand shimmered with golden light as a rune flew out.
Half an hour later, a young man in his thirties, dressed in a green robe, strode into the hall.
“Greetings, Your Excellency.”
The young man’s aura shifted, and a vertical mark appeared on his forehead, transforming his appearance into that of the demon clan expert who had been driven away by Han Muye before.
On that day in front of the pocket dimension, Han Muye had merely acted out a scene with the demon clan immortal cultivator named Qi Tutiandian.
Qi Tutiandian was the elder in charge of the Jade Deer Trading Company, rarely showing himself on ordinary occasions, and outsiders didn’t know his true identity.
He had been summoned and brought to Guanyue City by Xie Chaoyan.
“Have you found out the identity of the powerful figure behind Zhulin Town?
“What actions has the Essence Demon Sect taken?
“After the battle for the city, how have the various parties in the surrounding area reacted?”
Han Muye looked at Qi Tutian and asked.
The demon clan possessed enough information to conceal their activities among low-level cultivators.
Han Muye only summoned Qi Tutian because he valued their ability to gather information from various sources
“Your Excellency, the Golden Immortal expert set up in Zhulin Town is likely the renowned independent expert in the wasteland, Golden Immortal Night Moon.”
Qi Tutiandian quickly reported the information gathered by the Demon Luo Clan.
The Golden Immortal Night Moon came to the wasteland 100,000 years ago. He did not hail from the Fuyu Immortal World, but from another Immortal World.
Upon arriving in the Fuyu Immortal World, he had received invitations from many forces to join them, but he was not interested. Instead, he chose to wander to the Yunteng Wasteland and live in seclusion.
“He cultivates the ‘Fleshless Bamboo.’ This person is probably not a cultivator from the orthodox path; perhaps he practices some sinister techniques, which is why he doesn’t dare to join other major sects.” Qi Tutian quietly voiced his judgment.
Han Muye neither nodded nor shook his head in response.
However, he did not agree with Qi Tutian’s judgment.
In the cultivation world, as long as one’s cultivation level was high enough, who would really care about how one cultivated?
Whether you followed the orthodox path or the sinister path, as long as you became powerful enough, no one would dare to disrespect you.
However, if this Golden Immortal Night Moon was indeed a powerful figure from the sinister faction, then caution was warranted.
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