The ear-piercing roaring sound directly caused the two practitioners not far away to tremble, and then their bodies exploded.
Zhao Yu and the disciples of the Jiange behind him looked solemn and turned the sword light into a light curtain, wrapping their bodies.
Above the light curtain, ripples could be seen flashing, and what caused the ripples was a skull that was so thin that it was difficult to see with the naked eye.
This is a divine soul attack. If it were not blocked by the light shield, these skulls would pass through the body and bite the divine soul directly.
Although the light shield blocked the attack of the soul, Zhao Yu and the others were spending a lot of money. Looking at the endless worms around them, a trace of despair flashed in their hearts.
In addition, although those practitioners also had means to block the attacks of the spirits, they were obviously more panicked.
Some people are on the verge of collapse.
"Buzz——"
Around Mu Wan, a light blue aura rose.
This spiritual light just swirled slightly and swallowed up all the shadows rushing towards her.
As the shadow was swallowed up, the light cyan aura became more vivid.
Han Muye's eyes lit up.
Surprise flashed across Mu Wan's face: "Senior brother, it seems that Chaowian likes these spirits very much."
The green aura is the grass whip.
Just now, Qian Cao Whip conveyed his desire to Mu Wan.
"Perhaps this is an opportunity to catch the grass." Han Muye said with a smile.
Mu Wan nodded, raised her hand a little, and the light cyan light flew out, turning into a ten-foot arc of light.
The ten-foot space suddenly became clear.
Those worms screamed, all showing fear.
"Ding--"
The aperture continued to expand, and the original light color turned into dark green, with green leaves emerging outside the aperture.
Catch the grass whip.
This green light is the grass whip.
The aperture rapidly expanded from ten feet to a hundred feet to a thousand feet.
All the worms shrouded in the aperture struggled and slowly disappeared into nothingness.
At this time, visible to the naked eye, the aperture carries the devouring power, absorbing the light gray power into it.
This power is the divine soul.
Swallowing the soul, the grass whip is recovering rapidly.
The power to seize the opportunity to seal the town and raise the Immortal Platform has been exhausted.
At this time, the power of these souls has just been replenished.
When the aperture enveloped the high platform, the high platform shook, as if something extremely terrible had happened.
"boom--"
A jade-white conch emerged, and then the conch turned into a shadow.
But as soon as the virtual shadow appeared, it was shrouded in a circle of light.
The jade conch vibrated and spit out streams of black light.
Hitting the aperture, the aperture trembled and seemed about to break.
Mu Wan's face turned pale as she used the grass whip.
Han Muye snorted coldly, and in the sword box behind his back, thousands of long swords were instantly unsheathed.
"Canglang——"
The sword light turned into a torrent, shattering all those black streams of light.
Not a single stream of light could escape, they were all shattered into pieces under one sword strike.
"Amazing……"
Looking at this sword, Zhao Yu whispered.
Those Jiange disciples and other remaining practitioners all had shocked expressions on their faces.
These black streams of light reveal the power of the soul, and each one has the appearance of a heavenly spirit that has left the body.
Han Muye's sword can actually cut through the heaven realm with every sword light, and it can even break through the power of the soul.
"hiss--"
The jade conch shook, and an angry roar came from it.
A shadow appeared.
This phantom looks like the white-robed Taoist from before.
It's just that at this time, the Taoist lacked the calmness and calmness of a major swordsman, and instead had a tyrannical expression on his face.
The Taoist held a long sword, and with a movement of his body, he appeared hundreds of feet in front of Han Muye.
The long sword has a flowing light, and the sword moves are exactly the same as before on the high platform.
It's just that this sword light now reveals the magnificent sword intention, causing the surrounding halo and soul to intertwine.
Zhao Yu's figure moved and landed in front of the shadow.
The disciples of Jiange followed closely behind, unsheathing their long swords.
"when--"
The long swords clashed, and Zhao Yu flew out.
"careful!"
"This swordsmanship——"
Zhao Yucai shouted out, and the disciples of the Jiange Hall had already been sent flying.
The practitioners in the distance all retreated in panic, fearing that they would be implicated.
After picking up the disciples of Feijian Pavilion, the white-clothed Taoist drew his long sword and headed towards Han Muye.
"That's it?"
Han Muye shook his head.
"The void has its form."
"In the end, it is swallowing the soul, but it is impossible to really swallow the feeling."
Han Muye raised his hand, and the sword light in his hand flashed. The sword light was exactly the same as when the Taoist was practicing on the high platform.
This is the swordsmanship of Taoist Yuluo!
This is the inheritance everyone is looking for!
At some point, Han Muye had already obtained this inheritance.
"when--"
The two sword lights collided, and the Taoist's sword instantly shattered, and even his figure was shaken away, retreating towards the rear.
But the Taoist stepped back, with a smile on his face.
"Haha, not bad, not bad."
good?
What's good?
Zhao Yu and others watched blankly as the Taoist form turned into nothingness.
Someone turned to look at Han Muye, surprise flashing across his face.
Did you just realize this swordsmanship?
Is there really anyone in the world who can learn swordsmanship just by watching a drill?
This understanding is simply terrifying.
Han Muye looked solemn and bowed towards the place where the Taoist disappeared.
This is the last tribute to an ancient swordsman.
"Buzz——"
He drew the sword in his hand, and all the sword light that originally surrounded the jade conch suddenly fell down and crashed into the jade conch.
The jade conch vibrated and shattered.
Countless illusory lights and shadows flew around, were enveloped by the halo of light, and were then inhaled.
The grass whip grew rapidly and turned into a tree branch thousands of feet tall.
The branches are green and the leaves are spreading.
The moment the wooden branch appeared, a green light flashed through Mu Wan's eyes, and she had the same aura as the wooden branch.
Han Muye looked back, but he didn't sense where the aura came from.
The branches of the Tongtian tree fell to the ground, activating the power of the shrouded soul.
The gray-black worms dissipated one after another, and the shadows slowly disappeared.
Practitioners in robes, mortals in cloth, and various creatures appeared one after another, bowed to the branches, and then disappeared completely.
These are the souls devoured by the jade snail and controlled by the imprisoned creatures.
Although they had actually fallen and died long ago, they were controlled and could not escape.
At this time, they were truly freed.
"Senior brother, can they come back?" Mu Wan looked at these dissipated creatures, and finally knew where the sadness she felt when she saw the scenery disappearing thousands of years ago came from.
The passing of all life brings with it a sad feeling.
"They will come back again." Han Muye nodded.
The path to transcendence of the Endless Heavenly Lord is their path to return.
After traveling through the hell in the endless sea, they will reappear in the form of another life.
This is the detachment of the Infinite God.
Watching the figure disappear in front of him, Han Muye gained more understanding.
No wonder the Inexhaustible Heavenly Lord can transcend with this.
This is a road that travels through time and space, connecting the past and the future.
At this time, Han Muye was a little jealous.
But think about it, in this world, only the Endless Heavenly Lord sitting on the Endless Sea can embark on this road.
Moreover, for the sake of his own transcendence, the Endless Heavenly Lord gave up his ascension to the immortal world.
"I, I'm still alive..."
"Oh my god, purgatory, that secret place is simply purgatory!"
Hundreds of figures appeared, all of them trembling and pale.
Many people had their spirits collapsed and stood there muttering to themselves.
It has only been a quarter of an hour since these people stepped into the high platform and were sucked into the jade conch.
But there used to be nearly a thousand people, but now there are less than 300 left, and among these 300 people, probably less than 100 are still conscious and able to continue practicing.
A treasure hunt in a secret place was so damaged.
This isn't a treasure hunt, it's a death hunt.
This secret place is simply a trap.
"boom--"
The branches of the Tongtian tree soar into the sky, turning into thousands of feet, and are still expanding, giving the feeling of becoming a big tree in the sky.
The power emanating from it also began to increase rapidly.
At this time, the power on the branches had exceeded that when Han Muye obtained it before.
Han Muye's eyes fell on Mu Wan, who looked confused.
There is a mysterious aura condensed on her body.
On Mu Wan's forehead, a light red flower shadow appeared.
"Junior sister?" Han Muye called in a low voice.
"Ah, senior brother," Mu Wan smiled and turned her head and said softly: "This is a piece of memory passed on to me, and there are also some methods of practice in it."
No wonder.
It seems that this is Mu Wan's good fortune.
When Han Muye turned his head again, he didn't notice the reluctance and complexity in Mu Wan's eyes.
"Buzz——"
The branches of the sky-reaching tree that turned into a hundred thousand feet finally stopped growing, and green leaves fell down one by one, wrapping the entire star.
When all the green leaves and wooden branches disappeared, there was already a trace of life on the stars.
"The Heart of the Star is still alive and has a chance to be reborn," Han Muye said softly.
Mu Wan nodded, raised her hand, and a two-foot-long wooden branch fell from her palm.
This is what it really looks like to catch a straw.
It's just a piece of wood.
"Brother, tell me, do they have souls in these worlds?"
"If so, what were they thinking?"
Mu Wan held the wooden branch and asked softly.
The soul of the world?
Han Muye nodded and said: "The soul of the world should be the way of heaven, right?"
"What Tiandao is thinking can only be understood by reaching the same level of cultivation."
The way of heaven is the way of heaven, but it is not the soul.
But it is possible to say that this world has its own soul.
It's just that his cultivation has not reached that level, so Han Muye is not sure.
The entire star returned to deathly silence, with only a hint of restrained vitality slowly brewing.
Han Muye spread out his hands, with a small jade snail in his palm.
With a flash of inspiration, several long swords and many spiritual materials appeared.
These are the treasures carried by the practitioners swallowed by the jade snail.
"Brother Zhao, please divide these things." Han Muye said with a wave of his hand, pushing the sword and spiritual materials in front of Zhao Yu and others.
These were originally earned by him alone, but Han Muye was willing to share them with Zhao Yu and others.
He has no shortage of treasures, and what he and Mu Wan gained from this trip is huge.
Zhao Yu and others looked at each other and raised their hands to collect all the treasures.
Without stopping, everyone flew away directly.
As for the practitioners who originally came with them, most of them were killed or injured, and not even a hair was lost.
But those who survived could not complain.
He survived because of Han Muye's actions.
Otherwise, their lives will be lost here.
"Who is that person? The disciples of the Sword Pavilion are accompanying him to protect him. His swordsmanship is superb, and even the great sword cultivators of ancient times cannot match him?" A sword cultivator who survived by chance said in a low voice as he watched Han Muye and the others leave.
"Jiange is a major sect in the Heaven Realm after all, and it has a profound foundation..." Someone sighed softly.
Without the people in Jiange, they would definitely lose their lives this time.
"Let's go, the world of Xianyuan has changed dramatically. Maybe this is an opportunity. If you can join Jiange, you will definitely get unexpected opportunities."
The spiritual light left one after another, and the stars returned to tranquility.
Perhaps countless years later, this star can wake up again and become a bright world.
…
Leaving Xingchen, Han Muye and Mu Wan said goodbye to Zhao Yu and others, and left in a flying boat.
They want to go back to Medicine Valley.
Zhao Yu and others watched Fei Zhou leave, then turned around and headed towards Jiange.
On this trip, although they had not found out Han Muye's identity yet, they saw Han Muye's swordsmanship.
Such characters are rare even in Jiange.
"Senior Brother Zhao Yu, is this Young Master Han really from the land of Dao Conflict?" Walking through the void, a disciple of Jiange couldn't help but speak out.
With such methods and such cultivation and combat power, even the direct descendants of the three-day sect can only do this.
"Yes, given his age and cultivation, I'm afraid even Bai Yuming, the first direct descendant of Jiange, is not as good as him." A disciple spoke in a low voice with a flash of light in his eyes.
Zhao Yu shook his head.
He is also confused now.
Fortunately, his confusion did not last long.
When they flew back to the Heaven Realm, everyone was stunned by messages one after another.
Countless elites from the Heaven Realm return!
Most of the elites who participated in the Taoist War had returned from the land of the Taoist War.
Participating in Taoist battles allows these elites to further their cultivation and combat power, and almost everyone gets a chance.
In addition, the treasures obtained by opening the Shenting Treasure House can enhance the strength of one's own sect.
And with the return of these elites, Han Muye's identity was also revealed.
Tian Xuan Han Xiang.
Kill Tianzun with sword!
The power of one person can turn the tide and lay the chance for a great victory in the Taoist struggle.
One person leveraged the general trend of this world, attracted the Guyun Galaxy to integrate, formed an alliance with the spirit-armored demon clan, and broke the seal of Xiantai.
Han Muye's name, in the mouths of these elites, is on par with those powerful men who sit in this world.
When many elites mention Han Muye's name, they respectfully address him as Prime Minister Han, and they must respect him.
Is there really such a person in the world?
The most important thing is that now that the world is undergoing great changes, with the power of cultivation like Han Muye and Tian Xuan behind him, wouldn't it mean that they would be invincible in the world?
All the sects in the entire Shangtian Territory were in panic.
On the other side, it was revealed that Han Muye had already arrived at the Shangtian Domain layout, entered the Medicine Valley, and used a seven-story sword tower to frighten all parties.
This person has been here for three days, is he really just here for his Taoist companion?
How could such a person only have personal relationships?
Where is this powerful man who may annex the Heaven Realm now, and what is his relationship with Jiange?
At this moment, everyone in the Upper Heaven Territory was looking for Han Muye.
Countless people’s eyes fell on Medicine Valley.
Han Muye left the seven-story sword tower behind and will definitely return.
At this moment, how to deal with this powerful man has become a difficult problem facing all sects.
The dam collapsed, the Guyun galaxy merged, and the three-day power ascended. Should we establish another great enemy like Han Muye, or form an alliance with him?
But to form an alliance, you also need to understand this person’s thoughts, right?
Jiange, what is the relationship between Jiange and this person?
Yaogu, what plans does this guy have for Yaogu?
One hundred thousand miles away from the sword pavilion, before Zhao Yu's sword arrived, a stream of light flew down.
"Junior Brother Zhao Yu, Master is looking for you."
Fifty thousand miles away from the sword pavilion, another sword light arrived.
"Quickly go, the deacons and elders are looking for you."
Ten thousand miles away from the sword pavilion, a sword light directly enveloped Zhao Yu.
"Elder Su is looking for you, go to the Hall of Ten Thousand Swords."
When they entered the Jiange Mountain Gate, a sword light enveloped them again.
"Are you Zhao Yu? Come to the sect's meeting hall, the sect elders are waiting for you."
The sect’s meeting hall.
That is a place only elders are qualified to go.
Zhao Yu took a deep breath with a wry smile on his face.