1124 Interception from the Gale Bandits and the Essence Demon Sect

The Essence Demon Sect belonged to Zhenyuan Temple, and this matter was revealed by Han Muye while he was suppressing Zhan Tianming in the Yunteng Wasteland.

The major sects unexpectedly supported a sect with an ambiguous allegiance in the Yunteng Wasteland

This matter didn’t harm Zhenyuan Temple’s reputation, but it tarnished the name of the orthodox sects in the Daoist community for many years.

Among the sects that valued strength above all else, this matter was no secret, and no one cared.

However, there were plenty of private jokes, especially among low-level cultivators, which further damaged the reputation.

Han Muye knew that it was possible for them to come and intercept him because of this matter.

Fortunately, Zhenyuan Sect’s Golden Immortal had left a thousand years ago, weakening Essence Demon Sect’s strength considerably; otherwise, he would have had a hard time dealing with a Golden Immortal.

The strength of a Golden Immortal was something he couldn’t handle at his current level.

“We don’t need the Demon Clan to step in for now.”

Han Muye shook his head, then narrowed his eyes and whispered, “Have you found any traces of Golden Immortal Ye Ming? Any news?”

Golden Immortal Ye Ming was the powerful figure who laid down the Fleshless Bamboo Forest in Zhulin Town.

In Han Muye’s view, such a Golden Immortal who operated outside the major powers was the one to be truly vigilant against.

Upon hearing his words, the Daoist in front of him shook his head and cupped his hands. “Your Excellency, there’s no news of this expert yet.”

He paused for a moment and spoke softly, “If a Golden Immortal expert wants to conceal their traces, even our clan’s elders would find it difficult to detect.”

A Golden Immortal was already one of the rare strong beings in the Immortal Realm, capable of traversing the entire world of immortals.

Unless a Zenith Heaven appeared, the Golden Immortal was considered the strongest in the Immortal World.

Golden Immortals could control a trace of the Immortal Realm’s power, making Heaven Immortals utterly powerless against them.

The crushing power of such strength was beyond reason.

Moreover, Han Muye’s cultivation level was still far from that of a Heaven Immortal.

Over the past three years, he constantly challenged others to refine his own swordsmanship.

Through exchanges with others and obtaining many secret messages, he learned about various sword arts circulating in the Immortal World.

Interestingly, in the Immortal World, at least in the Fuyu Immortal World, the reputation of the Heavenly Venerable wasn’t bad, and many legacies were left behind.

Although almost no one knew the name of the Immortal Venerable, the various combined techniques he left behind were widely used in the Immortal World.

Just as Han Muye had suggested back then, spread the inheritance and let the Immortal World continue. Even if the experts of the Zenith Heaven’s Heavenly Cycle wanted to sever the inheritance of the Immortal Venerable, they were helpless.

Waving his hand and sending the Daoist from the Demon Clan away, Han Muye’s expression turned indifferent.

The conflict with the Essence Demon Sect was irreconcilable.

Since that was the case, he would resolve it once and for all.

“Buzz!”

A buzzing sound emerged as a green longsword appeared before him.

It was a longsword that flickered with immortal qi. Exalted Immortal patterns intertwined and emitted a mysterious glow.

Over the past three years of challenges and constant exchange of swords, Han Muye had finally defeated the First Elder of Tuobai City three days ago and obtained this Immortal treasure sword three days ago.

Grasping the hilt of the sword, he immersed himself in the sword’s intent and saw various scenes within the blade.

The name of the sword was ‘Sorrowful Autumn’. It was forged from the fusion of three rivers and heavenly water with the branch of the Sky Reaching Tree.

This was the first time Han Muye had seen the Sky Reaching Tree in the Immortal World.

The sword contained seven extraordinary water and wood divine techniques. When wielded, as long as one’s cultivation was sufficient, it could flood an entire world.

If properly used, the power of an Immortal treasure could indeed suppress a region in the Immortal World.

However, in the Immortal World, even Golden Immortal experts did not dare to say that they could suppress an entire region.

More people would use an Immortal treasure as a treasure to suppress their own Grotto-heavens.

This could be considered suppressing a region.

Within the Autumn’s Sorrow, various scenes flashed in Han Muye’s mind.

He acquired this sword from a great demon king in the Bitter Immortal Realm. The demon king had slain a formidable sword cultivator.

And that slain cultivator originally came from outside the Fuyu Immortal Realm…

Although Han Muye had only been in the Fuyu Immortal Realm for less than five years, his understanding of the realm was broader than many great cultivators who had lived there for tens of thousands of years.

From the swords wielded by various powerful beings, he witnessed the grandeur of the Immortal World.

This was what cultivation should be like.

The melody of the sword softly played, and the Autumn’s Sorrow was put away.

Next time, this sword would be taken out as a bet against another expert.

Come to think of it, the next person he wanted to challenge was a peak Void Refinement Sword Dao expert.

A strong fighting spirit almost solidified in Han Muye’s eyes.

On his body, a green Primordial Spirit Sword slowly appeared and rotated.

The last realm of the Human Immortal realm, the Heavenly Venerable realm.

At this point, his Immortal cultivation had reached the final stage of the Human Immortal realm – the realm of Heavenly Venerable.

At this stage, other cultivators would start preparing to pass the Five Decays of Heaven and Man.

However, Han Muye didn’t think that way.

Because he wanted to defy the heavens and become an Immortal!

Once he defied the heavens and reached the realm of Heaven Immortal, along with the already assimilated Grotto-heaven, he could quickly enter the Void Refinement stage.

At that time, even if he faced a Golden Immortal, he would dare to confront them head-on.

“There’s still time. There’s no hurry.”

Clenching his fists, Han Muye whispered softly.

30 years in the Immortal World and 3,000 years in the mortal world.

When the 3,000-year Immortal Ascension Platform opened, he would return to the mortal world.

After all, there were still his Dao companions in the mortal world, as well as so many of his fellow disciples and friends.

According to the news from the Profound Spirit Sword Sect, various parties were already fighting for the ownership of the Immortal Ascension Platform.

The worst-case scenario was that the Immortal Ascension Platform would continue to be controlled by the Blood Battle Sect. When the Immortal Ascension Platform in the Yuantian Star Region opened and the experts of the Blood Battle Sect descended, a huge battle would probably be inevitable.

He was not qualified to participate in the battle for the Immortal Ascension Platform.

However, he would do his best to increase his cultivation and return when the Immortal Ascension Platform opened.

A day later, Han Muye left Tuobai City.

This time, he did not go elsewhere to challenge. Instead, he directly turned through the three intermediate teleportation arrays and rushed to Lu Ming City.

Establishing the teleportation array was not a success. Currently, the only teleportation array connecting Yunlan City to the outside world was Luming City.

The other 20 teleportation arrays would be set up in the next 100 years.

“The teleportation array between Zhenchao City and Luming City is damaged. It will take another three months to reach Lu Ming City?” When Han Muye arrived at Zhenchao City, which was only 300,000 miles away from Luming City, he received this news.

“Yes, Zhenchao City was attacked by Gale Bandits some time ago. Some experts raided the city and destroyed the teleportation array.”

The soldier in charge of guarding the teleportation array bowed and reported.

Those who could pass through the teleportation array were not people that low-level cultivators like them, who were only at the Foundation Establishment realm, could offend.

Not long ago, a fellow robed cultivator was killed by a grand cultivator with a flick of his sleeve because his report was not respectful enough.

Who could he reason with about this?

Low-level cultivators were inferior to ants.

Han Muye nodded and turned to leave.

However, it wouldn’t take long to fly over 300,000 miles.

The speed of his sword light was so fast that few people in the Wasteland could catch up.

“The Gale Bandits. Looks like the Bitter Immortal Realm is going to make a move.”

Flying out of the city, Han Muye looked at the wasteland and spoke in a low voice.

The Gale Bandits were scattered in the Bitter Immortal Realm and split into dozens of groups to plunder everywhere.

The furthest was already the Transient Wasteland.

There were traces of Gale Bandits in the other factions.

From all the information gathered, it was clear that the Gale Bandits had the shadow of a human faction behind them, but no one knew which faction it was.

Anyway, it couldn’t be the Sword Clan.

Dao Sect.

Or was it the Blood Battle Sect?

Or was it the Heavenly Radiance Sect?

Han Muye transformed into a sword light and shot into the sky.

Two figures appeared on the city wall behind him.

“Elder Luo Yang, this kid has already fallen into the trap. Whether you can trap him or not will depend on you.”

The tall Daoist in a green robe looked ahead and said softly.

Beside him was a Daoist in a red robe.

Elder Luo Yang was an Elder of the Essence Demon Sect. His array formations were top-notch and his combat strength was powerful.

The tall Daoist was naturally the Sect Master of the Essence Demon Sect, Heaven Immortal Spirit Essence.

A Void Transformation Heaven Immortal expert.

The Void Refinement Heaven Immortal had already touched the Heavenly Dao of the Immortal World. His Grotto-heaven had fused with the void world, and his combat strength was unimaginable.

“Rest assured, Master. Last time, he used that treasure to resolve the grudges and broke Fourth Junior Brother’s Resentment Formation. This time, I’ll see how he breaks my formation,”

Daoist Luo Yang, who was wearing a red robe, said coldly, exuding an illusory light of the Dao.

The Essence Demon Sect had many ways to control resentment, with the strongest being the Resentment Formation.

Tu Rensi’s methods were not bad, but unfortunately, he encountered the Divine Soul Sealing Method and not only had his formation broken but also ended up trapped in Yunlan City.

This matter was a shame for the Essence Demon Sect.

This time, Daoist Luo Yang would still use resentment to trap Han Muye.

“Boom!”

Thousands of miles away, the sound of explosions could be heard.

Countless cultivators looked up.

Sword light converged in the sky.

“Someone is attacking in the wasteland, and it’s a grand sword cultivator!” someone exclaimed softly and flew up into the air.

This was not just to watch the excitement.

Cultivator battles might come with unimaginable opportunities.

In the past, outside Guanyue City, Yunlan Sword Immortal had fought with the city lord and then took out the city lord’s Grotto-heaven as a reward for recruiting a guest.

This was fate.

“Boom!”

The longsword in Han Muye’s hand blocked a green battle spear, and he looked calmly at the middle-aged Void Heaven Immortal in black armor in front of him.

The power emanating from the spear carried a freezing cold that seemed to freeze the entire body.

“Gale Bandits?”

Han Muye’s gaze landed below, where a group of cavalrymen dressed in green armor and wearing black grimacing masks were standing in formation in the wasteland.

Although this group numbered less than a hundred, the qi and blood power they gathered was at least at the peak of the Human Immortal realm for each individual.

Such experts were already top-tier overlords in the mortal world.

The expert wielding the long spear had a green disc in front of him, shining with a faint halo of flames.

His eyes were fixed on Han Muye, and a fighting spirit surged within them.

“Hand over the Nirvana Pearl.”

Nirvana Pearl.

The Nirvana Pearl formed by the nirvana transformation of an Ascendant Immortal Demon King in the Bitter Immortal Realm.

He narrowed his eyes.

The Gale Bandit expert in front of him didn’t recognize him as the one who snatched the Nirvana Pearl in Sanhuo City.

It seemed that the Gale Bandits had a secret method to locate the Nirvana Pearl.

From the looks of it, the Gale Bandits were probably related to an Ascendant Immortal Demon King.

And then, they were also related to a human force.

It was a complex situation.

“Nirvana Pearl?”

Han Muye slowly raised the sword in his hand and said softly, “Let’s see if you have what it takes to take it.”

He had nurtured the Nirvana Pearl for a long time, expending a lot of Fire Vein Power. How could he just hand it over like that?

Moreover, it was just a group of Gale Bandits, and they were not qualified to take the Nirvana Pearl from him.

Han Muye’s words caused the Gale Bandit expert’s expression to change. He coldly snorted and thrust his long spear forward.

“Then I’ll come and get it myself!”

The long spear transformed into a wandering dragon, and the qi and blood on the battlefield instantly condensed, merging with the dragon to form a green dragon. It spewed out a large patch of flames.

The flames seemed to have no heat, but they emitted a fleeting halo that could burn one’s soul to ashes.

Flames that could burn one’s soul!

Without hesitation, Han Muye slashed down with his sword.

“Float in the void, be endless.

“Transform into nothingness.”

The sword light scattered and exploded.

The flames were triggered by the sword light and exploded into nothingness.

The commander of the Gale Bandits, who was holding a spear, stared at Han Muye with a gloomy expression and slowly spoke.

“Yunlan Sword Immortal, Invincible Han.”

Han Muye nodded faintly, and the sword in his hand pointed forward slowly. “I’ll give you a chance.

“If three strikes don’t kill you, I’ll let you go.”

As his words fell, his aura condensed, and a towering sword light shone out.

After three years of challenges, his swordsmanship had reached its peak.

With a sword in his hand and a sword in his heart, who in this world could not be defeated?

“First strike, Seventh Moon.”