1231 Leaving the City, Slaying Gods!
The void was dark, and the sword light was dazzling.

With the sword in front of him, it was as if blood was burning!

This strike was fast.

This strike was resolute.

This strike was unrivaled!

Outside the Immortal Burial City, how many years had it been since a sword cultivator stepped out of the city walls and struck with a sword?

Outside the Immortal Burial City, how many years had it been since someone walked against the sky and slashed a god with a sword?

“God slaying!” Someone on the city wall exclaimed.

“God slaying.” In the center of the Immortal Burial City, Immortal Lord Zi Yu’s eyes gleamed with a bright halo, and the intent of his sword seemed to be stirred, resonating ceaselessly.

“This kid wants to slay a god?” Immortal Lord Hu Yuan of the Heavenly Radiance Sect displayed a hint of astonishment on his face as he turned to look in the direction outside the city.

“In my Immortal Burial City, how many years has it been since such a valiant youngster appeared?” Immortal Lord Tie He of the Blood Battle Sect flashed a trace of admiration in his eyes.

The Blood Battle Sect had always pursued the concept of invincible battles. Han Muye’s fierce demeanor suited Immortal Lord Tie He’s disposition.

On the city wall ahead, all the cultivators stationed there were closely watching the sword in Han Muye’s hand.

“Is this guy really that formidable?”

“He wants to slay a god the moment he arrives. Where did this ferocious person come from?”

“God slaying…”

“Boom—”

The sword light crossed tens of thousands of feet and directly landed in front of the god who held a long saber.

He didn’t care about the Immortal Slaying Emissary or the Dark Demon Beast. With a sword in hand, he aimed to slay only one god!

The intensity of the sword light made people close their eyes.

This strike Han Muye unleashed completely outshone all other sources of light.

There was brilliance in his heart, and divine light in his sword.

The godly expert holding the long blade showed surprise on his face as he lifted his blade.

In the gloomy void, blood-colored and golden lights flickered.

This saber beam emitted a deadly aura, summoning 10 eerie bone dragons that clashed against Han Muye’s sword light.

As a godly expert who had guarded outside the Immortal Burial City for thousands of years, he had hunted and killed countless cultivators. He knew what to do on a day like today.

If a sword cultivator who dared to step out of the city wall to fight was allowed to return alive, it would greatly affect the morale of the frontline troops.

“Kill!”

The 10 ancient dragons exploded, entangling the sword light and concealing it beneath their might.

The light outside the city wall merely flickered and then fell silent.

Just like that.

The godly expert with the long blade chuckled.

Let them see the light and then let the light disappear.

On the city wall, all the cultivators felt a sinking feeling in their hearts.

As expected.
Slaying a god was not that easy…

Around Han Muye, 10 illusory figures had already closed in.

A 100-foot-tall Immortal Slaying Emissary holding a sledgehammer raised it and smashed down.

But Han Muye didn’t even blink.

He raised his hand and formed a sword gesture with his fingertips.

“Boom—”

The 10 bone dragons exploded!

The sword light they had surrounded transformed into myriad strands, instantly enveloping the godly expert who held the long saber!

Trap Sword!

This was formed by his Primordial Spirit Sword. He knew how powerful his sword was.

Not to mention the ten bone dragons that had gathered in a hurry, even a hundred of them would not be able to withstand it.

His sword had light.

He held his sword and walked forward.

“Boom—”

The sledgehammer that came crashing down was blocked by a long sword.

Bai Yue Sword Immortal Bai Tu, was not known for overwhelming might, but his sword was long enough.

He blocked the massive hammer, redirecting it to the side.

Three strands of sword light shone, encircling the 10 illusory figures.

Three Sword Immortals stood before Han Muye, obstructing the space.

Wind Spirit Sword Immortal, Su Jiufeng, stood beside Han Muye, and 10 sword lights spun around him.

He was the fastest, able to offer the best protection to Han Muye.

Sword formation.

In just an instant, the tide of battle turned.

It was as if he was surrounded by an impenetrable fortress.

The godly expert, however, was trapped by the sword light.

“Slay the gods.”

Han Muye said softly.

“Slay the gods!” Several Sword Immortals shouted loudly, and the sword light blazed even brighter.

“Kill the gods!” A loud shout came from the top of the city wall.

There was an uncontrollable excitement in his voice.

“God Slaying!”

Countless cheers sounded in the intermediate city.

In the former Immortal Burial City, whenever the city wall was burning, experts would attack and kill the celestials to intimidate them.

At that time, the entire city was cheering.

How long had it been since he had seen such a scene?

“God Slaying…” A voice that sounded like metal rubbing against each other sounded.

Spirit Sword Golden Immortal.

“I really want to slay God.” The sword light on the Immortal Lord Zi Yu’s body converged into a dense beam, and his eyes revealed a crystalline light that pierced through space.

“God Slaying? Is he also a member of my God Slaying Hall?” Immortal Monarch Yu He whispered softly.

God Slaying Hall.

The other Immortal Lords were slightly stunned.

“Is he going to complete the ancient ritual of the God Slaying Hall and slay the gods to enter the hall?” The Heaven-Trampling Demon King slowly turned his head and widened his eyes.

There were legends about the Hall of God Slaying. Only those who truly slew a god could be considered part of the Hall.

By killing gods and spilling divine blood, one would forever stand in opposition to the gods.

Such people were true members of the God Slaying Hall, free from the possibility of betrayal.

In the entire Fuyu Immortal Realm, the God Slaying Hall was not only in the Sword Sect, but the people there were not exclusively sword cultivators.

However, how many people had truly slain gods now?

The new initiates of the God Slaying Hall only needed sufficient cultivation and potential.

But as for actually slaying gods, it had long become a legend.

“Kill—”

In front, Han Muye, who was forming a sword technique, suddenly shouted loudly.

The intense sword light spun, grinding and killing the gods trapped in it.

Visible to the naked eye, their divine nature was dissipating.

It was truly a god-slaying technique!

At this moment, everyone in front of him was stunned.

Everyone silently watched this scene unfold.

“Arrogant.”

A voice sounded in the void, and a magnificent saber beam slashed down at Han Muye.

This saber beam was even more magnificent than the one that had slashed through the heavens and earth before!

At the very least, it wasn’t an ordinary Zenith Heaven cultivator; this was the work of a Zenith Heaven Golden Immortal.

This slash was likely unstoppable.