1153 Murong’s Loyalty, Go Home, Go Home!
Returning all divine and exotic beasts to freedom.
Entering the Grotto-heaven, what about freedom?
Entering the Grotto-heaven was certainly not freedom.
What if even the Grotto-heaven was banished to the void without any restraint?
After Han Muye sent those divine and exotic beasts into the Grotto-heaven, he slowly turned around.
The sword in his hand was incomparably dazzling.
The sword pointed at the pale-faced Heaven Immortal Wan Shou.
“You, you have the bloodline of divine beasts.
“You, you’re related to those ancient heritage clans.
“You, the Bitter Immortal Realm…”
Just now, in the space of the Four Symbols Seal, the soul of Heaven Immortal Wan Shou saw many things.
These were all secrets that belonged to Han Muye.
Therefore, Han Muye did not give Heaven Immortal Wan Shou a chance to say more.
Since he had revealed two divine beast bloodlines, Heaven Immortal Wan Shou was destined to die.
The killing intent materialized, the sword edge flashed, and the green sword light tore through the void, directly slashing at Heaven Immortal Wan Shou.
Heaven Immortal Wan Shou’s body froze, and his whole body was cut in half, half of it covered in blood and the other half turning into nothingness.
In the next moment, his body appeared a thousand feet away.
“Do you think you can kill me with your strength—”
Just as he spoke, he suddenly paused and looked down at his chest.
At some point, the edge of a purple short sword had pierced through his chest.
A sword pierced through his chest?
He looked up at the Grotto-heaven above him.
“How did you manage to put the sword into me, my… Grotto-heaven…”
This short sword was clearly thrown into the Grotto-heaven and then, taking advantage of Heaven Immortal Wan Shou’s lack of attention, suddenly stabbed out.
However, for the owner of the Grotto-heaven, even a mosquito falling into it would be noticed.
How could he not know about a sword?
Spatial power!
The spatial power that Heaven Immortal Wan Shou had been unable to comprehend all along, only this could conceal itself from his perception of the Grotto-heaven.
Not to mention him, how many Heaven Immortals in the world could control the power of space?
Only the strong among the pseudo-immortals who come from the mortal world have the possibility of possessing spatial power.
Pseudo-Immortals?
Pseudo-Immortals!
Heaven Immortal Wan Shou’s eyes turned to Han Muye, wanting to speak, but unable to say anything.
He understood that the person in front of him was a pseudo-immortal, someone who ascended from the mortal world.
This was a hidden figure from the Mystic Spirit Sword Sect.
He saw that the person in front of him possessed two bloodlines of divine beasts.
He wanted to reveal all these secrets.
Unfortunately, his divine soul shattered.
All his memories were fragmented.
Han Muye couldn’t let him reveal the secrets.
In the sky, the Grotto-heaven rumbled.
Han Muye raised his sword and severed the connection between the Void Refinement Grotto-heaven and the Immortal World.
Everyone watched as the illusory Grotto-heaven flashed and fell into the void.
A Grotto-heaven refined by a Void Refinement Heaven Immortal from the fragments of the primordial chaos had disappeared like this, falling into the void.
In the future, this Grotto-heaven would transform into a new world in the void.
However, no one knew where and when it would appear.
“Freedom.” Han Muye looked at the fading world, feeling a vigorous power pouring into his body, and whispered softly.
At this moment, the bloodline in his body surged.
It was a mysterious feeling.
Because the fragments of the primordial chaos had regained their freedom, because those ancient bloodlines had regained their freedom, his bloodline was excited.
Not only him, even the Golden Fire Phoenix hidden by him also felt the bloodline throbbing, seemingly triggering the enhancement of bloodline power.
This was joy from the depths of his bloodline.
“This is the fastest way to cultivate…”
Cultivating, cultivating the sword, wasn’t it just doing whatever one wanted to do?
Turning around slowly, Han Muye’s gaze fell below.
With Heaven Immortal Wan Shou killed, who else dared to block his way?
In an instant, the path ahead was clear.
The pursuers behind had dispersed.
“Let’s go.”
Han Muye declared loudly.
On the 12 flying ships, the disciples of the Murong family shouted and drove the flying ships to follow Han Muye.
Since they were no longer accepted by the Daoist Sect, they would leave.
Anyway, the order to kill the traitors had been given, so they would go as far as they could.
For thousands of miles, Han Muye led the flying boats forward.
Ever since Heaven Immortal Wan Shou was killed, he faced one ambush after another.
There were not many Heaven Immortals, but half-step Heaven Immortals and Human Immortal experts arrived like moths to a flame.
Kill.
Since the sword had been unsheathed, he would kill all the way!
Tens of thousands of miles forward, killing countless enemies.
Ten thousand miles forward, slaying one Heaven Immortal and five Heavenly Venerables.
One million miles forward, breaking through 100,000 Dao Soldiers array.
Three million miles forward, the four Heaven Immortals surrounded him and were all defeated by one strike.
…
Breaking through the encirclement, protecting the Mourong family and leaving the territory of the Daoist Sect, the name of Yunlan Sword Immortal spread through billions of miles.
Among the sword immortals in the world, could there really be one who could uphold righteousness, with a person as a sword, and a sword as proof of the heart?
In the cultivation of the sword, could one truly uphold the righteousness of the heavens and the earth?
Countless people pondered, observed, and silently followed.
Cultivation in the world had always been for oneself. Was there really someone who could be entrusted with his life?
Unknowingly, a strange emotion was brewing among countless cultivators.
Everyone wanted to know if this sword immortal could complete a magnificent feat that no one in the Fuyu Immortal World had ever accomplished.
Leading a family clan away from the rule of the Cloud Mist Dao Sect.
Yunteng Wasteland was in sight.
Han Muye stopped in his tracks.
“You’ve already done your best to protect them here.” A voice sounded in front of Han Muye.
A green-bearded Daoist in a green robe and a golden lotus crown stood in front of the sky, taking a step forward.
In the void, spiritual lights and immortal lights flickered, and countless golden lotuses and jade bamboos gently swayed.
Golden Lotus Jade Bamboo, the peak of the Heaven Immortal Realm.
This was an expert second only to a mighty Golden Immortal figure who had already stepped into the peak of the Heaven Immortal realm.
Such an expert was the strongest existence below the Golden Immortals who held down and presided over the Immortal World.
“Yunlan Sword Immortal, it’s rare for you to be able to hold your sword upright among the elites of the Mystic Spirit Sword Sect. You’ll definitely be able to have a place in the Sword Sect in the future.”
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