1188 The Legacy of an Immortal Lord, Meeting Golden Immortal Ye Ming Again
Immortal Lord Cang Yun.

Back then, Han Muye had seen it in the Nether Mystic Sword that Golden Immortal Ye Ming had given him.

Now, seeing it again, he finally remembered the time five million years ago when he had listened to the teachings under the Immortal Sovereign’s seat alongside this figure.

At that time, this person was not even an Immortal Lord.

He was only a Zenith Heaven Golden Immortal.

It seemed that the inheritance opportunity of the Immortal Sovereign was extraordinary, allowing him to achieve the position of Immortal Lord.

However, he died here because of the Immortal Sovereign. It was really karma.

Listening to the teachings under the Immortal Sovereign’s seat, the address of ‘Junior Brother’ was quite impactful for Han Muye.

In his mind, Han Muye’s figure condensed into a phantom. He cupped his hands and said, “Han Muye greets Senior Brother Cang Yun.”

“The Baxia from back then.” Immortal Lord Cang Yun nodded and looked at Han Muye’s condensed figure. “So it’s you.”

Back then, when Han Muye listened to the Dao under the Immortal Venerable, he revealed Baxia’s true body.

All these years, the direct disciples of the Immortal Sovereign that everyone was looking for were also looking for Baxia.

Who knew that Han Muye was actually a real human?

Immortal Lord Cang Yun was an outstanding figure under the Heaven Ascension Immortal Sovereign, but in the end, he died in the Fuyu Immortal World, leaving only this remnant soul phantom.

He did not hide anything and recounted everything he had seen and encountered in the Heavenly Cycle Divine Realm.

The Heavenly Cycle Divine Realm was a world of a higher level than the Immortal World. There were many experts in it, and even Immortal Lords couldn’t easily dominate there.

Only the Immortal Sovereign was a true powerhouse.

Han Muye knew all this, but hearing it from an Immortal Lord’s perspective still made the world feel vast and boundless.

“The cultivation method of my Master, it made the divine beings of the Zenith Heaven Heavenly Cycle fear,” Immortal Lord Cang Yun said in a low voice, his eyes shining brightly.

The Heavenly Cycle Array could shake the foundation of the rule of the god race.

After continuously studying the cultivation method of the Immortal Sovereign, Han Muye discovered some clues.

To overcome the strong with the weak, to accumulate power.

How terrifying was this technique?

For the lofty divine beings, they weren’t afraid of others becoming strong; they feared weak individuals standing shoulder to shoulder with them, challenging their authority.

The Immortal Sovereign was imprisoned in the divine realm, and although the divine realm wanted to eradicate his legacy, they couldn’t.

Because the Immortal Sovereign had taken Han Muye’s advice and scattered all kinds of treasures.

The inheritance could be forsaken, but must treasures also be surrendered?

Who would be willing to give up the treasures they held?

Since they possessed treasures that held the inheritance, who would believe that they wouldn’t cultivate the Immortal Sovereign’s legacy?

This was truly an unsolvable dilemma.

Whether in the Heavenly Cycle Divine Realm or various immortal realms, the Immortal Venerate’s legacy became increasingly restricted.

“I was too impatient and didn’t listen to Master’s advice,” Immortal Lord Cang Yun’s face showed a trace of regret.

He had taken action in the divine realm, attracting powerful enemies’ pursuit, ultimately fleeing with heavy injuries to the Fuyu Immortal Realm, taking refuge in the Bitter Immortal Realm.

“Did someone from the Mystic Spirit Sword Sect do it?” Han Muye frowned and whispered.
According to the memories within the Clear Rain Sword, it was the Zenith Heaven Golden Immortal Zhu Ming from the Mystic Spirit Sword Sect who came to assassinate him, ultimately perishing alongside Immortal Lord Cang Yun.

Han Muye had temporarily left the Mystic Spirit Sword Sect and was now a disciple of the Sword Sect. From the actions of the Sword Sect that he had seen so far, the Mystic Spirit Sword Sect was still considered an orthodox sect in the Immortal World.

Unless it was absolutely necessary, he did not want to become enemies with the Mystic Spirit Sword Sect.

He adhered to a righteous path in his swordsmanship, with his own principles.

The Mystic Spirit Sword Sect treated him well, so he didn’t want to fight them head-on.

However, back then, the Sect Master of the Mystic Spirit Sword Sect had also listened to the Dao under the Heaven Ascension Immortal Sovereign. If the Sect Master of the Mystic Spirit Sword Sect betrayed the Immortal Venerable and attacked Han Muye, Han Muye would not hold back.

Counterattacking when cornered was to uphold justice.

“Zhu Ming?” Immortal Lord Cang Yun shook his head and said in a low voice, “He once heard the Dao under the Immortal Sovereign’s seat as well, so he has some connection with us.

“He came to the Bitter Immortal Domain to help me.

“If he hadn’t come, I wouldn’t have had the time to set up my plan and kill the divine realm experts chasing after me.

“It’s just a pity that Zhu Ming died because of me.”

Sighing softly, Immortal Lord Cang Yun looked regretful.

Zhu Ming was a Zenith Heaven Golden Immortal, and his cultivation and combat strength were among the best in this part of the Immortal World.

If it wasn’t for Immortal Lord Cang Yun’s entanglement, how could Zhu Ming have perished?

“However, I’ve completed my plan.”

A gleam of light flickered in Immortal Lord Cang Yun’s eyes as he looked at Han Muye. “Isn’t there an Burial Immortal City in the Fuyu Immortal World now?

“Doesn’t the Mystic Spirit Sword Sect have a God Slaying Hall?

“Hasn’t the Iron Armor War Sect completely blocked the enemies outside Soul-Severing Valley?”

Han Muye couldn’t have imagined that the Mystic Spirit Sword Sect’s God Slaying Hall, one of the three most dangerous places in the Fuyu Immortal World, the Burial Immortal City, and the Iron Armor War Sect that dominated that region were all related to Immortal Lord Cang Yun.

It made sense, however. Immortal Lords possessed immense power. If they were to plan, they could naturally influence an entire immortal realm.

A thought crossed Han Muye’s mind as he spoke, “So what about the divine realm experts pursuing Senior Brother Cang Yun?”

Hearing his words, Immortal Lord Cang Yun burst into laughter. “Haven’t you noticed any differences between the Bitter Immortal Realm and other places?””

Differences.

Primordial force!

That formidable expert had also been slain here, and even the primordial world he had integrated into himself had been incorporated into the Bitter Immortal Realm.

That was why the Bitter Immortal Realm was filled with pervasive primordial force.

“”I used the self-detonation of my Grotto-heaven World to suppress Immortal Lord He Yuan, shattering his essence soul and Grotto-heaven.”

There was a hint of smugness in Immortal Lord Cang Yun’s words.

With his heavily injured body, he was still able to kill an expert of the same level in return. Such a feat was naturally worthy of self-satisfaction.

Cang Yun only had a remnant soul imprint left. After communicating with Han Muye for a moment, he dissipated.

This imprint could no longer be reborn; it could only transmit his thoughts.