Chapter 1562 - 1562: Reversing Baxia’s Bloodline and Devouring the Dragon Crocodile! (2)
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As these people left, immortal light rose from below. The experts of the Blood Battle Sect, the Sword Sect, the Heavenly Radiance Sect, and other Fuyu Immortal World sects stepped into the Immortal Burial City.
It was obvious that these people were previously blocked at their own doorstep and couldn’t come up at all.
Since the rise of the Fuyu Immortal World from the Immortal Burial City, its strength has become stronger, forming alliances with many immortal realms and conquering several immortal realms.
Unfortunately, since the last time the Cloud Mist Dao Sect was manipulated by the divine realm, almost leading to the downfall of the entire Burial Immortal Realm, and the direct split of the Dao Sect, the overall strength of the Burial Immortal Realm has decreased significantly.
This time, they could only rely on the Immortal Burial City to resist the attack of the powerful Immortal World.
“Yunlan Sword Immortal.
On the city wall of the Immortal Burial City, someone exclaimed.
Everyone turned around and saw Han Muye standing on the deck of a flying ship with a calm expression.
The G.o.d-slaying Battle Puppet had returned to the deck.
Xu Wei, who was standing on top of the Immortal Burial Citys city wall, had a touch of emotion on his face. He smiled and said, “If you don’t come back soon, this city will be lost.”
Hearing his words, Han Muye laughed.
“They are not qualified to cause the loss of Immortal Burial City under your governance. ”
Han Muye was not praising him.
At this time, the power in the city had not been used to its full extent. The immortal lords and various powerful artifacts had not been deployed.
Obviously, Xu Wei intended to use the power of the Immortal Burial City to slowly wear down the opponent’s strength.
In the absence of absolute powerhouses, this method was quite prudent.
Xu Wei also laughed out loud.
Currently, there were more than 20 Immortal Lord powerhouses in the
Immortal Burial City.
Previously, Immortal Lord Ziyu, Demon King Tutian, and the others were all Elders in the city. Coupled with the group of Immortal Lords from the Tonghe Immortal World, there were already several elders.
In the entire Fuyu Immortal World, no sect had as many Immortal Lord powerhouses as them.
Including the three Immortal Lords presiding over Yunlan City and the seven Immortal Lords of the Dripping Blood Cliff, Han Muye’s Immortal Lord strength in the Fuyu Immortal World had reached 30.
Such a huge force could already dominate the entire Fuyu Immortal World.
When Han Muye returned to the Immortal Burial City, the Sect Master of the Sword Sect, Zhang Guangyuan, the First Elder of the Yunlan Dao Sect, Immortal Lord Yu Chen, and the others came to meet him.
Although these former overlords of the Fuyu Immortal World would not lower their heads in front of Han Muye now, they were on equal footing.
This was the cultivation world. Strength was respected.
Han Muye did not interact much with the various factions. He only decided on the elite meeting and then entered the hall to enter seclusion.
Although he was in seclusion, he was actually taking stock of his cultivation, strength, and resources.
Now, his cultivation level had already reached the peak of the Immortal Lord Realm. However, if he wanted to step into the Immortal Venerable Realm, he still had to fuse the laws of this world.
This was only a realm.
To Han Muye, true strength had never been a cultivation realm.
His physical strength had been refined by the Great Desolate World and was already unimaginably powerful, comparable to a divine beast.
And that was before he merged with the dragon crocodile body at the Dripping
Blood Cliff.
Apart from his physical strength, Han Muye’s Sword Dao cultivation had already surpa.s.sed his realm.
There was probably no expert who cultivated the Sword Dao in the world who could compare to him.
From the memories of various inherited swords, Han Muye could no longer find an expert that caught his eye.
The Sword Dao was invincible.
He could now use three Primordial Spirit Swords.
His soul power had reached a level equivalent to an Immortal Venerable.
Controlling Kunwu, ruling the Great Desolate, and being nurtured by
thousands of swords, his soul power was constantly improving.
In this world, even Immortal Venerables didn’t have the opportunity to refine their souls like him.
The fusion of the three divine swords, the unity of Sword Dao and soul power, the combination of the intent to kill and the power of the bloodline.
Han Muye didn’t know how powerful he could ultimately unleash.
If these levels of power were not enough, he also had control over four rules, and dozens of scattered rule powers.
Most importantly, he still had the power of tribulation.
The green aura of the tribulation circulated, as if it could destroy the world.
In the many years of cultivating in the Ruins Realm, Han Muye had already resolved the power of the tribulation.
In this world, even if someone was powerful, it was difficult to control the power of the tribulation.
His ability to possess this trace of tribulation power was purely coincidental.
But this trace of tribulation power could be his trump card.
“Good boy, the power of tribulation, you are really a monster.” Seeing the green aura in Han Muye’s hand, the Golden Bird started squawking again.
Surprisingly, although this Golden Bird was noisy, it was also one of Han Muye’s trump cards.
Together with this True Spirit Bone Sword, which condensed a hundred True Spirits and divine patterns, Han Muye was already looking forward to whether his strength could contend with the strongest forces in the divine realm.
Throwing the Golden Bird aside, Han Muye raised his hand, and golden light flashed before him, surrounded by immortal light.
Divine crystals, immortal Spirit Stones, and most of the Desolate Pearls and Heavenly Abyss Pearls were left for Mu Wan, Huang Zhihu, and the others.
However, over the years, the profits from Yunlan City and the Immortal Burial City that reached his hands were ma.s.sive.
Quant.i.ty no longer mattered.
The acc.u.mulation of billions was not something that could be measured by quant.i.ty.
These riches were enviable even for any Immortal Venerable.
Especially the transactions of the Immortal Burial City, unknown to outsiders.
Who could have expected that behind the Immortal Burial City, there were countless exchanges with the various realms in the entire Heavenly Cycle World?
Various materials and treasures circulated in the Immortal Burial City, ultimately becoming the wealth of the city.
Precious treasures that were hard to find in the Immortal Realm were easily accessible in the Immortal Burial City.
There were also bloodline beads sent from the Dripping Blood Cliff, numbering in the millions.
Bloodline beads were urgently needed in the divine realm, as treasures to suppress the body of the dragon crocodile.
These treasures were universally accepted in the divine realm.
In addition to various wealth, those immortal treasures and supreme treasures, each one could attract the compet.i.tion of Immortal Lord powerhouses..