1146 Dripping Blood Cliff, Soul-Severing Valley, Burial Immortal City, Burial Immortal City (4)
Whatever power one possessed, one must bear corresponding responsibilities.

For those large factions, their fate has already become intertwined with Fuyu Immortal Realm. If this realm was breached, they would be the first to suffer.

To Heaven Immortals, their cultivation intersected greatly with the Heavenly Dao. If the Heavenly Dao summoned them, they could not refuse.

“More than 300 seniors of my Murong clan went to Dripping Blood Cliff. There are less than 11 who can still sense the bloodline spirit cards.”

Murong Chi looked miserable.

The powerhouses of the Murong clan had been exhausted at the Dripping Blood Cliff, and they really had no chance to rise again.

“If there’s a chance to go to the Dripping Blood Cliff, I’ll look for the seniors of your Murong family,” Han Muye nodded and said softly.

From the intersection of the mortal world and Minister Wen, their karma with the Murong family had already formed.

Now that he had come to Puyuan City and had already taken action, he would not do things halfway.

“I’ll stay in Puyuan City for some time. If your Murong family really wants to leave, then follow me to Yunlan City.”

Han Muye said.

Without the suppression of powerhouses, the Murong clan was destined not to grow. Even continuing their inheritance would be difficult.

It was better to let them go to Yunlan City with him.

Murong Chi didn’t immediately agree but said he would discuss it with the clan.

Han Muye did not rush him and just turned around to enter seclusion.

If Murong Chi was really determined, he would not just be an Earth Immortal who could not transcend.

Han Muye had gained a lot from his battle with the Daoist cultivators.

The greatest gain was naturally the tempering of his Sword Dao.

This was his first battle since stepping into the Heaven Immortal Realm.

Cultivating both spiritual and celestial energy to enter the Celestial Realm allowed his strength to increase many times.

Now he himself dared not estimate his own combat power.

From the way he killed those Heaven Immortal experts, even Void Refinement Realm experts had the confidence to win.

However, there was still a gap with Golden Immortals.

The confirmation of his cultivation and combat strength made him happy.

To be able to directly step into the Heaven Immortal realm after three years of seclusion was far too lucky compared to the Endless Heavenly Venerables cultivating bitterly for countless years without transcending.

Of course, with such extraordinary cultivation, Han Muye also sensed the drawbacks.

In the Heaven Immortal realm, his future cultivation would be much more difficult than others.

The Heavenly Dao of the Immortal World would quietly send a calamity.

Fortunately, he was a sword cultivator.

Countless tribulations were nothing but a single slash!

“Boom!”

A rumbling sound came from the void, which was the impact of Dao techniques gathering.

Han Muye, who was in seclusion, flew out and landed in midair.

In the sky, the immortal light on Murong Chi’s 1,000-foot-long cyan sword dimmed, and the light array in front of him shattered.

With a pale face, Murong Chi retreated. Dozens of immortal lights in the void in front of him turned into ropes and descended on his head.
Han Muye narrowed his eyes and raised his hand.

“Clang—”

A sword cry sounded, and a sword light directly cut off the ropes.

Murong Chi was about to bow when Han Muye took a step forward.

Sword light rose.

A clear sword light slashed into the void.

“Clouds rise, winds whirl.

“Untraceable Slash.”

The killing intent and sword intent instantly fused.

The clouds in the void gathered into a sword that fused with Han Muye’s sword light. With a spin, a bloody mist seeped out.

“Bang!”

A Grotto-heaven exploded and countless treasures rained down.

Murong Chi widened his eyes and looked at Han Muye, who had shattered the Grotto-heaven with a single strike.

What kind of sword immortal could kill a Void Illusion Heaven Immortal like a dog?

Although he knew that Yunlan Sword Immortal was extremely powerful, he was still shocked when he saw him draw his sword.

In Puyuan City, the Murong family disciples and the cultivators who stayed behind all flew up to chase after the flying treasures.

The collapse of every expert’s Grotto-heaven would always be accompanied by various opportunities.

“Knowing that I’m here, yet daring to come and attack, this is harboring malicious intentions and deserves death.”

Seeing the sword retract, Han Muye’s expression remained unchanged. He held the hilt and retracted his surging killing intent.

He used killing to uphold justice.

The accumulation of killing intent made his fighting spirit begin to activate.

However, in an instant, he suppressed his battle intent. Sword intent circulated, and his entire body’s aura was calm.

He looked up at the sky with a smile on his face.

Indeed, the Heaven and Earth powers were quietly affecting his mind.

However, his divine soul was firm, and his sword intent unwavering, impervious to outside influences.

With a flash, he returned to his place of seclusion.

For three consecutive days, several experts arrived. Some attacked directly, while others threatened with vicious words.

To those who directly attacked, Han Muye did not stand on ceremony and ended the battle with a single strike.

For those who spoke too much nonsense, he simply let the sword light and killing intent rise, causing them to flee with their tails between their legs.

For a while, news spread across Puyuan City that the Murong family was rising, and with powerful individuals guarding it, no one could provoke them.

The Murong family disciples cheered and beamed with joy.

However, Murong Chi, Murong Fu, and the others had worried expressions.

“Uncle Chi, we can’t hesitate anymore,” Murong Fu whispered as he looked at Murong Chi standing in front of the hall.

The other white-haired elders looked at each other with complicated expressions.

Murong Chi nodded and said softly, “The Murong family has been in Puyuan City for 100,000 years. It’s time to leave.”

Turning around, he looked up at the memorial tablets at the head of the hall and said in a low voice, “Murong Chi is incompetent. He can only do his best to protect the continuation of the inheritance.”

In the hall, everyone’s expressions were solemn.

For the past three days, with so many powerhouses attacking, the Murong family had no way out.

If Puyuan City continued to stay, the entire clan would be destroyed.

He could only leave with Yunlan Sword Immortal and go to the Wilderness to see if he had a chance to live.

“I’m afraid Daoist Zhu Yun won’t let us leave so easily…”