1272 Immortal Burial City (4)
The methods of Yunlan Sword Immortal were truly coveted by many.

Perhaps no elite disciple of any sect would be willing to give up on this opportunity?

The trade proposed by Immortal Burial City this time could benefit both the strong members of various sects and the elite disciples.

If any sect refused, they would probably be criticized.

“We don’t know about other sects,” the Sect Master of the Sword Sect finally smiled and said softly, “but my Mystic Spirit Sword Sect supports it.”

His words made everyone chuckle.

After all, Yunlan Sword Immortal was a disciple of their Sword Sect.

Even though Yunlan Sword Immortal now controlled Yunlan City and Immortal Burial City, and seemed to have the capital to stand on his own, the incense situation was still ongoing, wasn’t it?

In the cultivation world, it was not about sentiment but about interests, and sentiment could be turned into interests.

With the relationship between the Sword Sect and Yunlan Sword Immortal, it was mutually beneficial.

“This time Yunlan has sent so many treasures, should we also show our support?” an Immortal Lord asked.

Among those treasures, there were some that he could use, and it wouldn’t be good for the younger generation to take them for free.

The others looked at each other but hesitated for a moment.

Yunlan Sword Immortal seemed incredibly wealthy and lacked nothing.

“I remember that Yunlan Sword Immortal has control over a Nine Essence Tower, right?”

“Why don’t we give him all the other Nine Essence Tower hidden in the sect, as for whether he can gather them, it depends on his luck,” a Daoist in a green robe suggested.

The Nine Essence Tower, this treasure was said to become a supreme treasure when all nine essences merged, but unfortunately, it had long since scattered, and merging them was almost impossible.

“Don’t say that, with his luck, it’s really possible for the nine essences to reunite,” a white-robed elder said with a smile.

At the head of the table, the Sect Master of the Sword Sect nodded and said softly, “Our Sect Master once said that he could be a backup.”

As his words fell, the hall fell silent.

Backup.

The position of the backup Sect Master of the Sword Sect.

This was a matter that concerned the entire Sword Sect.

“Hehe, fortunately, there is still time, at least wait for them to participate in the Heavenly Prodigy Battle three hundred years from now and earn the qualification for the Grand Meeting.”

The sect master of Sword Sect said with a smile.

“Speaking of the Grand Meeting, if Yunlan can sweep the Heavenly Prodigy Battle three hundred years from now and become the leader of the Heavenly Prodigies, and then lead our Fuyu Immortal Realm Heavenly Prodigies to battle in the Grand Meeting, is there a chance—”

The eyes of the Immortal Lord who spoke flickered as he said in a deep voice, “For a place in the top 100?”

Top 100!

His words caused a gasp in the hall.

“Top 100, the opportunity of an Immortal Venerable. Hehe, the competition of the myriad worlds is difficult…” Although the person who spoke sighed, his eyes were clearly filled with anticipation.

“What we discussed today must not be spread to outsiders.” The voice of the sect master of Sword Sect came from the seat of honor.

Everyone stood up and bowed.

What happened today was related to the future. Once outsiders made preparations, it would be a huge trouble.

Meetings of Immortal Lords like the Sword Sect were held in all major sects of the Fuyu Immortal Realm.

A few days later, the news from various sects converged, unanimously agreeing to support Immortal Burial City in launching the war between the two realms.

The various large sects began to recruit disciples to participate in the trial.

As for the reason for the trial, it was under the pretext of competing for control of the Immortal Ascension Platform.

Of course, only the upper echelons of the various sects knew that the control of the Immortal Ascension Platform had been given to the Immortal Burial City.

This was a hierarchy.

When Han Muyu entered the Immortal Realm, he was poor and weak.

He was powerless to rescue his friends and relatives in the mortal world.

Over the years, he had fought continuously and unconsciously built up a great power, rising through cultivation and levels.

Finally, today, with the help of Immortal Burial City, he had the qualifications to control the Immortal Ascension Platform.

Such an experience was incredibly miraculous even for himself.

Three months later, the first batch of elites from the various sects entered the Immortal Burial City.

In their memories, Immortal Burial City was a dilapidated, ancient, and blood-soaked city.

But when they stepped into Immortal Burial City this time, they were all stunned.

The city walls were tall and white, with lush greenery everywhere, sprawling city towers, wide and straight streets…

Was this the Immortal Burial City?

Furthermore, the golden-armored puppets on the city walls formed a continuous line, almost endless. The entire city was filled with the aura of divinity and immortality.

This was not an Immortal Burial City; this was an Immortal Dao Holy City…

After entering the city, the cultivators who had resided there previously were no longer scattered.

This was because the power of the city’s great array had caused changes in their positions.

This change was beneficial to cultivators.

Various attributes of cultivation power gathered in different places, and everyone could feel the surging power within their bodies.

This power also interacted with each other, allowing them to practice much faster than before. When needed, they could return the favor to the great array.

No one could refuse a cultivation speed 10 times faster than before.

Han Muyu did not personally receive the elite members of various sects.

No one knew that he was the City Lord of the Immortal Burial City.
Rumor had it that the Immortal Burial City was still controlled by five Guardian Elders.

Within half a year, nearly a million experts from the cultivation world arrived one after another. Then, escorted by a million puppets, they stepped into the Zhenyuan Immortal World.

The six Immortal Lords of the Zhenyuan Immortal World also led the 10 million cultivators of the Zhenyuan Immortal World back to their own world.

In the first battle after returning to the Zhenyuan Immortal World, a cultivator dressed in black took the lead and shattered the formation of the God Clan with a single strike of divine thunder, causing the God Clan to scatter and flee.

No one knew who this powerful cultivator was.

Elite members from all sides were speculating that this person was probably the guardian of Immortal Burial City, the God-Slaying Battle Puppets.