Han Muye always thought that beyond the realm of heaven, he would be an immortal without birth or death.
Those great practitioners who transcend the ordinary and become saints are immortals.
He thought that he only needed to take one step further to achieve enlightenment and become an immortal.
Until he saw the image of the god general's long sword.
Immortal light surrounded him, and he cut it down with one sword.
Sage, Taoist ancestor, deity.
All the lives that Han Muye thought were extraordinary were trembling under this sword.
"Stab-"
With one sword strike, a deity filled with aura soaring to the sky and surrounded by criss-crossing avenues was cut into two pieces by the sword's light.
The man holding a long sword is wearing a robe surrounded by five dragons and a jade dragon crown on his head.
The sword was stained with blood and slowly pointed forward.
"Tell me, who else wants to die?"
For a moment, all the strong men retreated and did not dare to speak.
It turns out that the gap between immortals and mortals is like a chasm!
The long sword was returned to its sheath, and the lazy voice came up again: "Let's break up. Wouldn't it be nice to let this God-Emperor finish this term of guarding properly?"
"Practice well. The fairy world is a world you can't imagine."
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This memory impressed the general, and even if he fell into the dam, he would not forget it at all.
The sword that killed Tianzun also made Han Muye narrow his eyes.
As a swordsman, he is naturally sensitive to swordsmanship.
But with the sword that the God Emperor used to kill Tianzun, he could not sense the origin of its power at all.
It was as if this sword directly tore through space and cut off time.
time!
This sword must be a way to control time.
wrong.
Judging from the actions of the God Emperor, it seemed that they were not that advanced. Instead, it was the sword that had unimaginable power.
An immortal sword must be an immortal sword.
The memory scenes in the long sword flowed, and Han Muye saw the treasure house of Shenting guarded by the god general, with countless treasures shining brightly.
There are also various precious spiritual materials and elixirs, each worth hundreds of millions.
There are piles of top-quality spiritual stones, and there are also fairy stones that exude the aura of fairy spirits.
This should be the richest place in the world, right?
Even though Han Muye had extraordinary experience, he almost lost his mind in front of this treasure house.
Who can see so many treasures and not be moved?
The scene changed and suddenly became turbulent.
The world was shattered, and buildings collapsed layer by layer.
"Bold and rebellious, you are looking for death -" the God Emperor's lazy voice turned into rage, and the sound of roaring and sword whistling could be heard.
The secret of the fall of the divine court!
Han Muye stared at the picture intently, not missing any detail.
Unfortunately, from the beginning to the end, the only thing this god general could do was to activate the formation of the treasure house, then grab some scattered treasures and run to a corner.
The whole process was trembling.
It was a battle of supreme power, and just the dissipation of power made his legs weak and unable to control himself.
"boom--"
The formation in the treasure house collapsed, and countless treasures were wrapped in the remaining power of the formation, divided into millions of parts, and scattered into the surrounding void.
At this moment, the entire divine court began to turn into a whirlpool.
Han Muye saw the God Emperor wearing a five-dragon robe being thrown off the throne by a big hand.
The long sword that could cut off time broke, and a section of the sword flew out of the divine court.
In the sky, cracks appeared, and deities and saints flew into the cracks uncontrollably.
"Fengtian——"
In the void, the owner of those big hands shouted loudly.
The broken sky began to be locked by dense spiritual light.
"Bold ant, dare to disobey the will of the fairy world."
"Next time the Ascension Platform opens, all living creatures in this world will be killed."
In the sky, a bloody war spear pierced the body of the owner of the big hand.
The owner of the big hand took the war gun and fled away.
At this point, all the scenes about the battle in the divine court disappeared, and the memory of the divine general began to be confused.
"It turns out that the divine court collapsed and the will of the immortal world was shattered, leaving the great monks of the ancient times with nothing to rely on."
"If there hadn't been a dam to protect them, they would have gone crazy and their souls would have been shattered."
No wonder the dam is protecting these ancient relics.
Without the protection of the dam, a god like this general will collapse directly because his soul has no way to rely on.
"So, during a Dao dispute, if one side loses the battle, the Dao will also collapse?" Han Muye's expression turned solemn.
Before, he took it for granted.
He believed that in a Taoist struggle, the winner would be determined by the score, and the loser would survive as long as he surrendered.
At this point, even if he survives, he will die due to the collapse of the avenue.
It turns out that the struggle between Taoism and Taoism really never ends.
Unless, before the real decisive battle in the Dao dispute, directly crush the opponent with Dao and let the other party's Dao become your own.
This is a hundred times harder than defeating the opponent in a Taoist dispute.
"If I'm not mistaken, the owner of those big hands..." Han Muye's eyes flashed.
Those big hands once cut off the branches of the Tongtian tree.
This person should be the person behind the rebellion against the Divine Court.
Above the divine court is the fairyland.
It is the fairy world that resists with its big hand.
Once in a hundred thousand years, the Immortal Ascension Platform is opened, and all the saints of Tianzun Daozu ascend to the immortal world, but there is no news of their return.
No one knows where the Immortal Realm is and how those powerful people live and die.
"Perhaps, someone knows."
Han Muye let go of the long knife in his hand and took a deep breath.
He looked into the depths of the embankment of nothingness.
There is only one person in this world who knows about the Immortal Realm, and that is the God Emperor who guarded the Divine Court in those days.
The fairy sword in his hand knows the secrets of the fairy world.
After the fairy sword was broken, most of it crashed with the divine court, but there was still a fragment of the sword that flew away.
If you find this severed sword, you can unlock the secret of the fairy world!
"Master, it's made, it's made." Taoist Dayan looked excited, holding several storage bags, and shouted happily around Han Muye.
Even if the treasures of the divine generals were looted by all parties in the dam, the remaining treasures far exceeded Taoist Dayan's imagination.
Just looking at Han Muye's indifferent expression, Taoist Dayan was a little discouraged.
With so many treasures, this was the time when his wealth was at its richest.
He didn't know that Han Muye saw the treasure house of the Divine Court in the memory of the Divine General.
Compared to an entire treasure house, this little thing is just a drop in the bucket.
"Let's go, let's get out of the embankment first."
Han Muye spoke softly, and then walked forward slowly.
He walked slowly, looking in all directions.
In this place where neither spiritual thoughts nor magic can show its power, one can only rely on eyes to observe.
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With a roar, a ten-foot-tall black tiger with a long tail and covered in black armor rushed towards Han Muye.
Han Muye punched out and his whole body was shaken.
The tiger retreated, and he couldn't help but take a few steps back.
The physical strength is comparable!
He has the body of a divine beast. How many creatures in the world can have the same strength as him?
Narrowing his eyes, Han Muye stared at the black-armored tiger in front of him.
The tiger's eyes flashed with brutality, its teeth bared, and it slowly approached.
"Exotic beasts, strange beasts."
Han Muye word by word, staring closely at the tiger.
This mutated tiger must be of the Qiongqi bloodline, one of the four ancient ferocious beasts, to have the strength to fight against the overlord.
"Roar--"
The tiger flew towards Han Muye, its mouth wide open, and its claws flashed with a cold light.
Han Muye's figure remained unchanged, he took one step forward and met him with a fierce punch.
If it is a real tiger, the forward lunge is fake, but the long tail slash is real.
But this is not a tiger in front of us, but a Qiongqi, so we must use the same methods to deal with ferocious beasts to resist it.
The poor are still evil, and their claws and claws can tear the heaven and the earth apart.
Han Muye punched out, and the powerful energy of his blood turned into a strong wind, blocking Qiongqi's body.
The Gangfeng turned into Ba Xia's phantom, and there were sharp thorns on the back of the armor, which hit Qiong Qi.
"Bang——"
Baxia's phantom shattered, Han Muye took a step back, Qiongqi's body retreated continuously, and he bared his teeth.
Such strong physical strength.
Han Muye shouted and flew forward.
This time he didn't punch with all his strength, but moved his body, landed beside Qiongqi, and slapped him horizontally.
As soon as the shadow of his palm came down, his figure had already lightly rotated behind Qiongqi and kicked him hard on the butt.
Qiongqi roared, and just as he turned around, Han Muye flew up and hit his neck with his elbow.
speed.
In the previous confrontation, Han Muye had discovered that Qiongqi's strength was overwhelming, but his speed was one point slower than his own.
One point is enough.
"Snapped--"
"Snapped--"
"Snapped--"
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Han Muye was rising and falling around Qiongqi, his fists and kicks coming down.
Qiongqi roared crazily, his eyes red, but there was nothing he could do.
It couldn't capture Han Muye's figure at all.
"Roar--"
Qiongqi, whose black armor was shattered and black blood was dripping, roared wildly, and a bloody demonic light appeared around him.
Han Muye paused and stood where he was.
Qiongqi struck down hard with his claw, as if he was going to tear Han Muye's body into pieces.
Looking at the claw coming down, Han Muye did not move, but raised his hand and held it lightly with his palm.
"Buzz——"
A long dark golden horn appeared in his hand.
Kui horns.
He has the horns and the power of blood given by the strange beast Kui Niu, but he doesn't use them much.
After all, for him, having a domineering body is enough.
"boom--"
Qiongqi's sharp claws hit Kui Niu's horns, and the lightning wrapped Qiongqi's body.
The broken black scales on Qiongqi's body turned into nothingness, and its originally painful expression turned into confusion.
The blood color in his eyes slowly receded, and behind him, a pair of fleshy wings slowly unfolded.
This is what ancient Qiongqi looked like!
"His Majesty..."
Qiongqi lowered his head and roared, and the old voice was transmitted through his soul.
Han Muye narrowed his eyes and stared at the changes in Qiongqi's body.
As expected, the chaotic power in the dam can be eliminated.
Kui Niu's natal thunder can dispel this chaotic power.
"boom--"
Han Muye punched out again, hitting Qiong Qi in the chest.
The power of thunder and lightning wrapped around his fist made Qiongqi tremble, but there was surprise in his eyes.
Looking away from Han Muye, Qiongqi glanced around.
"It's been so many years since I took a closer look at this world. It's so clear..."
Its eyes were now clear, no longer as violent and confused as before.
Its body slowly turned into nothingness, and then condensed into an old man with a white beard wearing a gray robe and disheveled hair.
The bodies of ancient mythical beasts are too powerful and cannot be transformed into anything other than phantom.
"Boy, the ancestor of your Overlord clan and I are brothers."
Looking at Han Muye, Qiongqi grinned and said, "You don't even have a heavenly monument, but you can have such strength. It's pretty good."
After speaking, he raised his hand and waved, and the illusory fog in front of him was torn open, revealing a path.
"Let's go and sit at my place."
After saying that, Qiongqi strode forward.
Han Muye followed, and Taoist Dayan looked around cautiously. Then he looked back and saw that the path in the mist was almost disappearing, so he quickly followed.
After traveling for half an hour, Qiongqi stopped at the foot of a towering cliff.
"It's a bit messy, haha."
Qiongqi spoke a little embarrassedly.
More than just chaos, this place is like a doghouse.
The skeletons of various giant beasts, shimmering spiritual materials, and some broken armor...
Han Muye knew that the ancient creatures in the dam were extremely unclear due to the influence of chaotic power.
Qiongqi was just following his instinct and killing everywhere.
Raising his hand to sweep, Qiongqi swept out a piece of flat bluestone, which then flew onto it.
Han Muye moved and sat down opposite him.
Taoist Dayan looked around, his eyes lit up, and he quietly went towards the place where the light was flashing.
Qiongqi didn't seem to see it, and didn't seem to care. He just raised his eyes and looked at Han Muye: "Little friend, where did you come from? Is Shenting still there?"
Obviously Qiongqi has also met practitioners outside the dam and knows something about the dam.
It's just that he was confused and couldn't remember many things clearly.
"The Divine Court must have been destroyed." Han Muye shook his head.
He probably talked about the dike, everything inside and outside the dike, and also told where he came from.
The Immortal Source Realm of the Nine Heavens and Earth, the place where the ancient gods fell, the Ancient Cloud Galaxy, and the wilderness have long been shattered, and the ancient mythical beasts have almost disappeared...
Qiongqi listened quietly, the expression on his face constantly changing.
When he heard Han Muye say that the wilderness was still there and that many mythical beasts had awakened, he let out a long sigh.
"Back then, I was a powerful force in the Divine Court in the Wilderness Land, but I didn't want to, but I ended up like this."
"I'm afraid there aren't many of those old guys left."
Han Muye nodded, looked at Qiongqi, and whispered: "Senior, what was the reason for the collapse of the Divine Court?"
The collapse of the divine court was the main reason for the formation of the dam, and also the reason why the practice world here became what it is today.
"Shenting..." A trace of fear flashed across Qiongqi's face.
"Who wants to be enslaved forever and have their descendants controlled for all generations?" Qiongqi looked forward and whispered softly.
Turning to look at Han Muye, Qiongqi said softly: "If one day, you are forced to go to a place where you have no idea of the future and dangers, will you be willing?"
Han Muye shook his head.
He knew that Qiongqi was talking about going to the Immortal Platform and heading to the Immortal Realm.
"It seems you know some secrets of the immortal world." Seeing Han Muye's expression, Qiongqi said.
In ancient times, a great power came from the immortal world and ruled the world of cultivation here.
The Divine Court was established, and the Immortal Ascension Platform was built. The strongest creatures in this area could go to the Immortal Realm through the Immortal Ascension Platform.
It is said that the fairy world is a real world of cultivation, in which there is a method of true immortality and immortality.
This is the path of great transcendence, far beyond the level of the great world of cultivation here.
The inheritance of the immortal world is spread in this world, and it is indeed far more advanced than the crude cultivation methods in this world.
For a time, countless powerful people from this world rushed to the fairy world.
The Immortal Platform opens once every 100,000 years, and every time, strong men from all sides have to fight to gain the opportunity to ascend to immortality.
One hundred thousand years, one million years.
Later, there were fewer and fewer top experts in this world, and the requirements for ascending to the Immortal Platform were gradually lowered. Heavenly Lords, Taoist Patriarchs, and even saints could all enter the Immortal Realm.
However, in the past few million years, those powerful seniors who entered the immortal world have never turned back, not even leaving a single word behind.
"Then everyone started to get suspicious."
"No one dares to climb Sendai anymore."
Qiongqi's eyes flashed with fear and hatred.
"Then, the fairy world came down with punishment."
