1356 The Immortal World’s Dao Sect Rebellion, Please Return Quickly, Yunlan Sword Immortal (4)
Immortal Lord Fuxue, the sect master of the Heavenly Radiance Sect, frowned.

“Are you trying to—”

He knew what Han Muye meant.

In the secret grounds of their Heavenly Radiance Sect, there was a Kui from the Primordial Era sleeping.

Though the Kui’s divine soul had already dissipated, its physical body remained invincible and could still condense divine powers.

The Heavenly Radiance Divine Lightning from before was condensed by this Kui.

This was also their school’s greatest reliance.

The Primordial Spirit Sword in Han Muye’s hand flickered with lightning. He must be interested in the Kui.

Han Muye’s Essence Soul had fused with the power of the Kui bloodline, so outsiders could not tell.

“Fellow Daoist Fuxue, if we can’t defend Dripping Blood Cliff, our entire Fuyu Immortal World will be buried once the divine realm’s army opens the passageway,” Zhang Guangyuan whispered when he saw Immortal Lord Fuxue hesitate.

“That’s right. Daoist Fuxue, you’ve seen how the Zhenyuan Immortal World is now,” added Immortal Lord Wansha.

If they did not guard the Dripping Blood Cliff, the tragic scene of homelessness and the extinction of countless living beings would be the future of the Fuyu Immortal World.

Currently, those Immortal Lord experts in the Zhenyuan Immortal World could only rely on the Immortal Burial City. They no longer had the might of a realm’s power.

If the army of the divine realm stepped into the Fuyu Immortal World, the Heavenly Radiance Sect would also not be able to protect its secret grounds, and it would lose its current authority and prestige.

Immortal Lord Fuxue nodded and took a deep breath. “Alright, when you return, you can make a trip to our sect’s secret grounds.

“What opportunities you can obtain there will depend on your luck, but the Heavenly Radiance Sect won’t obstruct you.”

If it were someone else, Immortal Lord Fuxue wouldn’t have said such words.

They had guarded the secret grounds for countless years, and they could only obtain some divine lightning pearls from the Kui. What more could outsiders gain?

But Han Muye was different.

His luck was extraordinary!

With the assurance of the Heavenly Radiance Sect’s Sect Master, Han Muye no longer hesitated.

Within 10 days, he first went to Yunlan City.

Zuo Baichou managed this vast city in the wilderness meticulously.

It was a large city with tens of millions of cultivators, the largest city in the entire Yunteng Wasteland. It was connected to the Iron Armor War Sect and the Mystic Spirit Sword Sect. It was also the only city that maintained cooperation with the Bitter Immortal Realm.

Although the Bitter Immortal Domain had yet to be unified, the Golden Fire Demon King the dominant power.

His Phoenix Heritage, along with the support of Yunlan City, allowed him to suppress various factions in the Bitter Immortal Realm.

After leaving Yunlan City, Han Muye directly entered the Bitter Immortal Realm.

“Adoptive father,” the young man who looked to be in his twenties, Golden Fire, bowed respectfully to Han Muye.

The heavenly fire that Han Muye had given him allowed him to undergo several nirvanas, greatly advancing his cultivation.

“Hiding in the Bitter Immortal Realm is not a solution. This time, I’ll take you to the Bleeding Cliff, where you can hone your combat skills,” Han Muye patted Golden Fire’s shoulder and spoke with a smile.

“Dripping Blood Cliff!” A smile appeared on Golden Flame’s face.

Golden Fire’s face lit up with excitement. In the Bitter Immortal Realm, he couldn’t easily make big moves, and he hadn’t had a good battle in years.

The Three Great Forbidden Lands were the true places for honing.

After recruiting Golden Fire, Han Muye quietly activated the spiritual realm transmission array, bringing Han Qi, Xiang Lingshuang, and others along with him to the Immortal Burial City.

Even Mu Wan and others headed to the Immortal Burial City.

The defense of the Immortal Burial City surpassed that of the entire Furuyu Immortal Realm and served as Han Muye’s true foundation.
Xu Wei was truly accomplished.

In just a hundred years, the city had become a prosperous place and a true Immortal Dao city.

“You are my sister-in-laws, and Brother Han is impressive,” Zhao Chen said as he saw Han Muye introduce Mu Wan and Yunjin. He was glad he had given them so many gifts in the past.

Indeed, the two had a favorable impression of Zhao Chen, who was generous with his gifts.

Han Muye did not stay in the Immortal Burial City for long. Ten days later, he quietly left with a hundred people.

Among the hundred people were Golden Fire, Han Qi, Xiang Lingshuang, his direct descendants, and sword cultivators like Su Jian and Bai Tu who had fought alongside him.

The most significant characteristic they all shared was their unwavering trust in Han Muye.

To travel to the Divine Realm, he had to break through the realm and step into the Dripping Blood Cliff. Naturally, he had to choose someone he could truly trust.

In addition to bringing people, Han Muye also carried many defensive treasures.

In a hundred years, the wealth accumulated by the Immortal Burial City and Yunlan City was unimaginable.

What was the point of earning so much if they didn’t use these treasures in preparation?

So when Han Muye left, he took a staggering amount of treasures with him.

“Buzz!”

A burst of light illuminated the surroundings, and a golden pillar of light broke through the sky and transported Han Muye into the Divine Realm.

Behind him, a hundred people followed closely.

“So, this is the Divine Realm…” Golden Fire mumbled with a sense of wonder on his face.

“The Divine Realm,” Old Feng’s expression was complex, while Old Zhu murmured to himself.

They had once been promised entry into the Divine Realm by the people from within, but they were ultimately abandoned.

The other people in the group also wore entranced expressions.

Among the hundred people who had come to the Divine Realm, only a few had accompanied Han Muye on his previous visit to this place.

“Boom—”

In the distance, a resounding boom echoed, and a golden spear descended from the sky.

Han Muye’s expression remained unchanged as he reached out to activate the formation plate set in this location.

“It appears that the Dao Sect has indeed betrayed us; even this transmission array has been exposed.

“Fortunately, the position of this place isn’t entirely fixed.”

Han Muye narrowed his eyes and looked at the spear above his head. He raised his hand and waved it.

Behind him, Golden Fire, Han Qi, and Xiang Lingshuang, who held a pair of curved longswords, took to the air.