1189 The Legacy of an Immortal Lord, Meeting Golden Immortal Ye Ming Again (2)
Han Muye went to revisit the memories within the ancient sword, gaining a deeper understanding of the scenes witnessed by Immortal Lord Cang Yun in the Heavenly Cycle Divine Realm and the Bitter Immortal Realm.

He seemed to transform into a powerful Immortal Lord, engaged in battles with the formidable experts of the Heavenly Cycle Divine Realm, carrying the inheritance of an Immortal Lord, spreading it far and wide.

Refining various treasures, once again infusing the inheritance within them.

This method was exactly the same as the Heaven Ascension Immortal Sovereign back then.
The memories and legacy of a great Immortal Lord were indeed worth Han Muye’s contemplation and study.

Among the treasures of Immortal Lord Cang Yun, many also caught his interest.

The Essence Refinement Tripod, capable of refining all the myriad forces of the world into unity, was a supreme treasure of alchemy.

The Heaven Slaying Battle Halberd, seized from the hands of the divine realm’s experts, contained techniques for refining the body, enabling one to temper the flesh and melt the power of the bloodline.

The Dao Forging Disc, a top-tier Immortal treasure crafted by an ancient Immortal Lord, comprised 18 pieces in a set. Unfortunately, only three remained as they were scattered.

This treasure could safeguard against all worldly forces and contained the essence of the path of time, allowing the fusion of myriad paths within the 18 discs.

A branch of the Sky-Reaching Wood was at least 100 feet long and as thick as an embrace.

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This was the true treasure trove, incomparably richer in comparison to what Golden Immortal Ye Ming had obtained, countless times over.

Even a Zenith Heaven Golden Immortal would be tempted by this, and no Immortal Lord would let such wealth slip through their fingers.

Through the memories within the short sword, Han Muye had already pinpointed the true location of this treasure trove.

His gaze fell upon the sword in his hand, a smile playing on his lips.

This sword, gifted by the Four Spirit Demon King, had excellent quality. After refining the immortal energy and sword intent, its true appearance was revealed – shimmering with golden light, interweaving brilliance atop divine patterns.

Mistaken Cloud Nine Forging Technique.

A divine realm’s crafting method.

Although Han Muye wasn’t proficient in crafting, his mastery of these techniques was no less than that of alchemy.

Stones from another mountain can be used to polish jade; all accumulations eventually become stepping stones for his Dao of sword cultivation.

Accumulate and then flourish.

With the investigation complete, he sheathed the short sword and looked outside the small courtyard.

With a wave of his hand, the array light in the small courtyard dissipated.

“Come in,” he said lightly.

At the door, a middle-aged cultivator in a black robe walked into the small courtyard.

He moved slowly, his aura constantly changing. He first transformed into a tiger-like giant over 100 feet tall, then into a bull-headed figure with bulging muscles.

This was the Green Bull Clan chef that Han Muye had seen in the small building before, the one from the vast Hulun Bai’er Prairie.

By the time he reached Han Muye, he had turned into a 50-something old man wearing black armor, with two demonic patterns on his back resembling wings.

Seeing the golden token in Han Muye’s hand, the old man’s face showed respect as he clasped his fists and bowed. “Nalan Xun greets Your Excellency.”

Two demonic patterns of the Demon Race and a pair of wings. This was already an extremely noble bloodline.

But the power of his bloodline was still far inferior to the bloodline power of the token held by Han Muye, the power of Zhu Ling.

Not to mention that Han Muye was the inheritor of an Immortal Lord, the master of the entire Demon Luo Clan.

“Xie Chaoyan has already told you that I came to the Bitter Immortal Realm, right?” Han Muye put away the token and said softly.

He had already arranged this with Xie Chaoyan, the ruler of the Demon Race in the Bitter Immortal Realm, in advance.

The strength of the Demon Race in the Bitter Immortal Realm was stronger than in other places.

The situation here was chaotic, and no one cared which clan belonged to the Demon Race.

Han Muye needed information from the Bitter Immortal Realm, and with the Demon Race’s help, he could gather more accurate intelligence.

Hearing Han Muye’s words, Nalan Xun nodded and said, “All the clansmen in our realm will listen to your orders.”

“Tell me all the information about Heaven Immortal Soaring,” Han Muye said with narrowed eyes.

Whether it was to rescue the Thunder Bandits group or to find the Immortal Lord’s treasures, he would eventually clash with the Immortal Demon King Xiang Tian.

Moreover, with the nirvana body of the Golden Fire in his hand, Han Muye was naturally on the opposite side of Heaven Immortal Xiang Tian.

Nalan Xun nodded and whispered everything he knew about Heaven Immortal Xiang Tian and the Demon King.

Heaven Immortal Xiang Tian was a divine bird demon, but the specific clan was unclear even to the Demon Race.

However, Nalan Xun knew about Heaven Immortal Xiang Tian’s cultivation methods.

A feather fan radiating immortal light, black and white divided, capable of extinguishing all things.

“The Thousand Treasures Heavenly Magnetic Fan?” Han Muye’s eyes flickered, and he whispered.

He had seen such a treasured fan in the memories of Immortal Monarch Cang Yun’s short sword.

It wasn’t among the treasures that Immortal Lord Cang Yun distributed, but rather a treasure held by the divine realm expert he had slain.

Among them, the methods were unique to the divine realm and could suppress the power of the Immortal Realm.

No wonder it could suppress the Immortal Demon King Hun Tian’s rebirth.

If it was that treasure, Han Muye had to be cautious in dealing with it as well.

The power of the Thousand Treasures Heavenly Magnetic Fan, its ability to erode, was extremely restraining for sword cultivators.

Heaven Immortal Xiang Tian rose to power after obtaining the treasured fan.

Because the forces under his command were weak, they relied entirely on plundering to sustain themselves.

Even the relatively balanced Bitter Immortal Realm was thrown into chaos, and countless lives suffered.

“Under the command of the Heaven Immortal Demon King Xiang Tian, there are several other powerhouses, all with ancient primordial bloodlines.”

Nalan Xun described the powerhouses under Heaven Immortal Xiang Tian’s command in a hushed voice.

Heaven Immortal Demon King Xiang Tian was just one individual; even if his strength was overwhelming, he couldn’t possibly dominate the entire Bitter Immortal Realm.

The several demon kings under his command, along with the formidable army, were the true forces capable of swallowing the entire Bitter Immortal Realm.

“Serpent Demon King, the bloodline of the ancient divine beast, the Basilisk, can devour the world.”

The Basilisk, in fact, was an ancient ferocious beast that enjoyed killing.

During the ancient primordial era, the Basilisk lay dormant for a hundred thousand years without emerging. When it raised its head, it would swallow an entire state and millions of creatures with a single bite.