Chapter 1874: Living in the Face of Death, Immortal Slaying Flying Sword (2)

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Inside the light shield, Han Muye’s blood qi surged.

Although he did not make a move today, he had witnessed the power of the Divine Realm and sensed its brilliance.

There were many Great Venerable-level experts, each possessing the strength to dominate an area. Even the overlord of the Primordial Chaos could barely defeat two or three Great Venerables.

In other words, the Galaxy Universe, despite seeming to have declined, still had the power to dominate all other universes.

However, from Lu Zixu’s words, Han Muye also understood that the Galaxy Universe was not without enemies.

At the very least, several powerful Patriarchs of the Lu family were being held somewhere.

This cultivation world was much wider than he had imagined.

“Buzz!”

Golden light flashed on Han Muye’s body.

His cultivation had finally made a breakthrough after continuously tempering himself in the Galaxy.

This was the combination of his Immortal Dao cultivation and his qi and blood.

In the Immortal Dao world, he had been a peak Immortal Lord. However, because he controlled the power of calamities and the power of laws, he could even fight an Immortal Venerable.

Ordinary Immortal Venerables were not his match at all.

An Immortal Venerable could also face a Primordial Chaos Battle Puppet head-on in the Galaxy.

But how many Immortal Venerables were there in the Primordial Chaos Universe?

In the Galaxy Universe, such combat power was common.

Moreover, in the Primordial Chaos Universe, Immortal Venerable was already at the peak. In the Galaxy Universe, there was a Universe level above the Primordial Chaos level.

“Boom”

The blood on Han Muye’s body intertwined with the lightning and finally condensed into a light green sword.

This longsword combined with his Black True Spirit Longsword, causing the surrounding space to tremble.

This was the combination of his Immortal Dao cultivation and his qi and blood.

At this moment, he finally had the ability to see through all Rule Bending Powers.

Streams of light intertwined in front of him, turning into golden threads.

As long as he grasped these threads, he could condense a law.

Han Muye had experienced such a scene in the trial grounds.

Facing tens of thousands of divine flames, as long as he stretched out his hand, he could obtain the recognition of one of the divine flames.

However, once it was decided, it could not be changed.

At that time, Han Muye chose to give up.

Then, when he refined his black sword case and sharpened Sword God Lu Yue’s sword, he triggered endless divine flames to fall into it.

He actually had the mark of countless divine flames.

“Heaven and earth are intertwined by countless Rule Bending Powers.

“These laws that exist on the surface seem powerful, but they are actually not pure enough.

“At the very least, none of these golden threads can allow you to control the divine flames in the end.”

Han Muye said softly, his expression solemn.

He chose to give up.

“Boom”

Endless streams of light dissipated, and the blood qi and lightning in his body vibrated.

His physical body had become an Immortal Venerable, and he could fight countless experts with his qi and blood power.

He could even fight a Universe-level.

Outside his body, his control over the Sword Dao finally allowed Han Muye to see the sword light in his sword case.

It was a bright and dark stream of light that was incomparably contradictory.

The small green sword was actually just a ray of light.

This light was dark and had its own brilliance.

Looking at this sword light, Han Muye actually had a trace of comprehension related to his bloodline.

Who in this world wasn’t like this?

One side was resplendent, while the other was dim?

It would either show its brilliance to the outside world, or it would dim.

In fact, who didn’t have their own brilliance in their hearts?

Who didn’t have that dimness that belonged to them?

This was life.

This small sword, the sword that controlled life and death, was actually the convergence of life force!

To live in the face of death!

This was a sword!

When Han Muye saw through this Immortal-Slaying flying sword, his entire body began to tremble.

“Sigh, isn’t your cultivation progress too slow?

“With your speed, when will my soul avatar submit to the main body?”

A mocking voice came from the small sword.

Soul avatar.

It was the divine soul avatar on Nine Mystic Mountain!

This small sword was actually refined by the soul on Nine Mystic Mountain!

Han Muye’s expression changed. He finally understood why Sword God Lu Yue had given him this Immortal-Slaying flying sword.

Because this was just a transaction.

The Nine Mystic Mountain’s master refined a sword for Sword God Lu Yue, who wanted to help him do something.

He handed the Immortal-Slaying Sword to Han Muye.

Such methods were truly unimaginable.

The flying sword circulated and immortal light scattered on it, attaching to the black sword case.

This was a sword, but not a sword.

This sword was just a spiritual sustenance.

If he wanted this sword to take shape, he needed to find a sword that could bear the sword light.

Han Muye knew that he had this sword.

It was his True Spirit Sword.

However, with his current cultivation, he had yet to completely control the True Spirit Sword, let alone fuse it with the Immortal-Slaying flying sword.

Concentrating, he continued to probe with his divine sense.

Finally, images surfaced in his mind.

Nine Mystic Mountain.

Streaks of golden light flashed and collided with the sword lights.

He saw countless huge figures.

These figures were all covered in black. They had two horns on their heads and were tall. Their 10,000-foot tall bodies could tear apart the world with a single punch.

Countless cultivators crumbled in front of these tall bodies.

However, the sword light on Nine Mystic Mountain was magnificent. Every strike shattered these bodies.

However, these bodies seemed to be immortal.

With every strike, a figure would reassemble.

In the end, only the Nine Mystic Mountain was left in the entire world.

The entire trial ground seemed to have collapsed in the end.

“Main body, this world is waiting for your rescue.

“If you can gather the seven treasures that I’ve refined and sublimate them, you will have the chance to step into this world.

“Otherwise, don’t ever come.”

Han Muye, who was holding a long sword, walked out of Nine Mystic Mountain. Then, a golden stream of light exploded in his hand.

A sword.

A spear.

A Battle Armor.

A golden tripod.

A hammer.

A long saber.

A large bow.

Seven golden lights scattered and dissipated.

Then, the figure holding the sword raised the longsword in his hand.

A sword light slashed out.

The brilliance of this sword made Han Muye have no choice but to close his eyes.

The world in front of him shattered.

Only a three-story pavilion was left.

Sword Pavilion.

Loneliness.

It was mottled.

This was what the Sword Pavilion on Nine Mystic Mountain looked like back then.

The Sword Pavilion suppressed all the dark power. No matter how it surged and rose, it could not break through the suppression of the world.

All the images dissipated.

A sword light appeared on Han Muye.

This sword beam was the sword beam of the Immortal-Slaying flying sword.

He could not activate this sword light yet, but he could borrow a trace of power from this longsword.

The sword light was divided into two sides. One side was resplendent, and the other side was dark.

If he could completely control this sword light, he could shatter a Universe World with a flip of his palm.

After tidying up all his treasures, Han Muye stabilized his cultivation. The sword light disappeared and he came out of seclusion.

In Wanjin City, according to his previous promise, he gave a few lectures to the Sage and Divine level experts of the Alliance of Refining Masters..

Then, he left behind some of his weapon refinement insights.

As for his position as a core Elder, it had already stabilized. No one dared to question it.

In Wanjin City, there was the Bai Family and the Jujin Trading Company, and Wu Zhao presided over it. No one really dared to question him.

Wu Zhao was now considered the number one expert in Wanjin City.

With his combat strength, even experts from the Divine Realm would not be able to suppress him.

From now on, he would be a consecrator of the Jujin Trading Company and preside over Wanjin City.

When Han Muye left Wanjin City, the golden bird was curious and asked him why he didn’t take Wu Zhao away.

Han Muye’s answer was that Wu Zhao’s combat strength would destroy the balance in the void and bring fear to all parties.

If such a force were to dominate, it would definitely be targeted by experts in the Divine Realm and eventually brought into the Divine Realm.

It was better to leave it in Wanjin City first.

Currently, hundreds of family clans and factions had contacted Han Muye to express their interest in a Battle Puppet like Wu Zhao.

However, they were only tempted for the time being. No one dared to really settle this matter.

Han Muye was not in a hurry.

He wanted to change the inheritance of the entire Galaxy Universe. It would not happen overnight.

More haste, less speed.

After quietly leaving Wanjin City, Han Muye went from a few large cities to Cold Moon City.

However, he stopped at the last teleportation.

“Cold Moon City is besieged?

“The Vulture City?”

Han Muye’s eyes flashed.

He had long thought of obtaining the Primordial Chaos Soldier Core nurtured in Vulture City.