Invite the spirit-armored demon clan to come to the practice world.
He also wants to let the innocent souls in the endless sea explode.
Each of these two things is an evil deed that brings ruin to all living beings in the spiritual world, and is a disaster that causes countless practitioners to perish.
Only truly evil people, those who are truly enemies of the spiritual world, would do this kind of thing.
But Han Muye, the successor to the God Emperor, the number one person in this world, and the person responsible for the future of the entire cultivation world, did it all.
And he did it so calmly.
Bai Zeyu frowned slightly but did not speak.
His cultivation and identity did not qualify him to criticize Han Muye.
"So some things can only be seen clearly from that position." Ancestor Bai Ze glanced at Bai Zeyu and said softly.
"What Sword Master Makino needs to consider is the prosperity of the entire practice world. Only by maintaining constant external enemies and continuous hard work can we ensure that strong people emerge in large numbers."
"A comfortable life cannot create a strong person."
A strong person can achieve success only by going through hardships and hardships.
It is absolutely impossible to cultivate truly strong people just by accumulating resources.
Bai Zeyu nodded. He knew that what his ancestor said was right, but from his perspective, he felt uncomfortable.
Han Muye did not explain.
No need to explain.
He has his reasons for doing these things.
Unknowingly, he was no longer the little sword cultivator in Xijiang back then.
He is the Sword Ancestor of Makino, the master of the Sword Pavilion, the Prime Minister of the Tianxuan Kingdom, and the Supreme Elder of the Yuling Dao Sect.
Every word, action, and decision he makes is related to the life and death of countless practitioners in the world of spiritual practice.
If he were still the young monk from Western Xinjiang, Han Muye would choose to devote more resources to pave the way for more practitioners.
But now, he won't.
Instead, he needs to create more difficulties for the spiritual world.
Only the strong who fight their way out can be unafraid of any challenge.
Standing in today's realm, many things that are unreasonable in the spiritual world feel reasonable.
For example, why the spirit-armored demon clan had not been wiped out back then? For example, even though the divine court was high, there were still constant wars everywhere.
Also, why are the low-level disciples of each sect so exhausted, and the lives of countless low-level practitioners will be lost on the road of cultivation.
Use the lives of countless low-level practitioners to pave the way for the strong.
Perhaps, this is cold-blooded.
But now when Han Muye made such a decision, he no longer had any troubles in his heart.
"boom--"
With a swing of the sword, the town where auras were intertwined was directly split into tens of thousands of cracks.
Han Muye's sword was unsheathed, and Jia Wu's eyes narrowed and the corners of his eyes trembled slightly.
Ancestor Bai Ze looked solemn, and the golden light flashed in his eyes.
With one sword, the powerful seal of the city was broken.
Han Muye's swordsmanship has reached this level!
One after another, the spirit-armored demon clan figures rushed out and were stunned when they saw Han Muye and others in front of them.
Shui Yue'er flew up and landed in front of the old man wearing black scale armor.
She bowed her hands and whispered.
The old man's expression changed, and he turned around to look at the crack that was cut open by a sword. Then he nodded and stood aside carefully.
"Let's go."
Han Muye's eyes fell on the spirit-armored demon clan, looked at Jia Wu, and said calmly: "The spirit-armored demon clan needs restraint."
Jia Wu nodded, moved, and rushed into the crack in the void.
Han Muye flew into it.
Ancestor Bai Ze turned back to look at Bai Zeyu and Shui Yue'er.
Bai Zeyu and Shui Yue'er looked at each other with complicated expressions on their faces and bowed to Ancestor Bai Ze.
"Haha, I have been practicing for countless thousands of years, and I have long looked down upon the honor and disgrace of life and death."
"This life is enough to be free."
Ancestor Bai Ze waved his hand, and a golden spirit bead flew out from his palm and landed in front of Bai Zeyu.
This bead is agile, with mysterious power flashing on it.
As long as your eyes fall on the beads, you will feel dizzy, and your mind will seem to be absorbed by them.
"This is the inherited treasure of my Bai Ze clan. Remember, don't look at what you shouldn't see, and don't talk about what you can't say." Ancestor Bai Ze showed a trace of reluctance in his eyes, smiled slightly, turned around and stepped in crack.
Bai Zeyu stretched out his hand to hold the bead, and a halo of light flashed around his body. When he opened his hand, there was no bead left, only a trace of a closed eye in the palm of his hand.
"boom--"
Ahead, there was a roar and vibration in the void.
Shui Yue'er reached out and held Bai Zeyu's arm.
The spirit-armored monsters not far away raised their heads and looked at the void where the halo exploded.
At this time, the world behind the void has been directly suppressed by the dark atmosphere.
Behind Jia Wu, who was dressed in black robes, a shadow of a hundred feet appeared.
On the black crown, there are seven round mirrors with flashing black halos.
Black light.
The dark atmosphere is revealed from these seven round mirrors, imprisoning the entire world.
"Let me see where these little miscellaneous fish are hiding." Ancestor Bai Ze took a step forward, his eyes bursting with golden light.
The golden light penetrates the darkness and shines straight ahead, seemingly penetrating the entire world.
"found it."
He whispered, and then a long golden arrow appeared in front of him and shot straight away.
Han Muye flashed and followed the arrow.
"boom--"
In the sky, thunder flashed.
That was the wrath of heaven in this world, bringing down thunder and calamity.
The lightning gathered into a dragon and hit the seven round mirrors on the crown behind Jia Wu.
But before the thunder dragon descended, Han Muye in front had already drawn his sword.
"Stab-"
A sword.
The sword slashed down from the sky, triggering the surrounding spiritual energy to turn into sword light, blasting the thunder dragon into countless pieces.
The thunderclouds in the sky were still twisting and converging. Suddenly, a body of a Kui Niu appeared behind Han Muye. It raised its head to the sky and roared, swallowing all the thunder in the sky in one mouthful.
The inheritance of the Kui Niu bloodline is no weaker than the inheritance of the Baxia beast.
Han Muye has rarely used this inheritance because Baxia has been refined with his real body, making his power more solid.
Now that Ba Xia's physical strength is no longer used, he will use Kui Niu. On the one hand, he will become more familiar with the fighting methods, and on the other hand, it will be more useful against the thunder of heaven.
Swallowing the lightning in one gulp, the Kui Niu behind Han Muye was covered in lightning and turned into a golden armor draped around his body.
Breaking through the thunder, Han Muye followed the long arrow in front of him. The huge Kui Niu phantom turned into gold, and his body was covered with thunder and golden armor.
Whenever thunder and lightning gather in the sky, the Kui Niu will roar up to the sky and engulf it.
Swallowing the lightning, triggering the interweaving of electricity and light all over the body, one impact directly broke the shackles of heaven and earth.
"Stab-"
Han Muye thrust out his sword, and the green sword light pierced the vast blue sea below.
Under the calm sea water, there was a sudden turmoil.
Streams of blood spurted up from under the sea like a spring.
"Roar--"
A spirit-armored monster rushed out of the water, its body dripping with blood and streaked with long sword wounds.
This is a great demon that is thousands of feet long, and its energy and blood have condensed into a semi-saint.
The water vapor was stirred up, and the waves on the sea turned into thousands of phantoms, crashing towards Han Muye.
But before these phantoms could take off, a sword light exploded from below the water, shattering the big demon and all the phantoms.
Kui Niu roared wildly, absorbing all the energy and blood power and refining it with lightning.
Around Han Muye, layers of bloody battle armor emerged.
Standing on the top of the vast water, Han Muye pointed his sword forward.
This side of the world has been imprisoned by the gloomy energy of the Endless Heavenly Lord. At this time, those who can escape the imprisonment are the real great demons, or at least the existences that transcend the heavenly realm.
Ahead, figures appeared one after another.
"Buzz——"
The void shook, and spiritual thoughts came one after another.
Some spiritual thoughts convey anger, some convey questions, and some convey doubts.
"We, the spirit-armored demon clan, have no grudges against you, right? Why do you want to come to my spiritual-armored demon clan's base to massacre?"
The figure of a huge black demon flashed and turned into a big man in black armor, standing hundreds of feet in front of Han Muye and shouted in a low voice.
His eyes fell on the phantom of Kui Niu behind Han Muye, and he said solemnly: "The ancient Kui Niu bloodline, the spiritual energy cultivation method, seems to have come from a pastoral place in the fairy world."
Neither the fairy world nor the divine world practices spiritual energy, only the lower world is the spiritual energy world.
This world, like Han Muye and the others, belongs to the lower world.
The big man turned his gaze to Han Muye, looked at the sword light on his body, and narrowed his eyes.
"The way of sword is really strong."
"Are you going to invade this world?"
Opening his mouth, the big man sneered: "If you know my spirit-armored monster clan, you should know that the place where my spirit-armored monster clan lives will not leave any resources for you."
The spirit-armored demon clan has been in such a bad state that not even a blade of grass can grow.
It is precisely because of this that the cultivation world will make every effort to expel the spirit-armored demon clan.
"boom--"
Jia Wu broke through the void and landed beside Han Muye.
Following closely behind him was a white robe stretched out on his body, his eyes glowing with golden white.
Be it Bai Ze or Jia Wu, they all have frightening power in their bodies.
The big man in black armor took a step back slightly and looked at them warily.
"You are not qualified to talk to us yet." Han Muye shook his head, looking beyond the black-armored man to the gray world in the distance.
"You are the king of the spirit-armored demon clan in this world, right?"
King.
The complexion of the big man in black armor changed, and he turned around to see a figure walking slowly in the void.
Wearing a white long skirt, there are three green lotus flowers on the corners of the skirt.
The lotus seemed to be opening and closing, and every move seemed like the disillusionment of a world.
The black hair is tied high and fastened with a light green bead.
There is fairy light surging on this bead, and every time it flashes, it carries the power to tear the surrounding void.
This female cultivator has an extremely beautiful appearance and a breathtaking charm.
The eyebrows are picturesque, and the eyes are filled with seven-color halo.
The slight movement of the colorful aura in those eyes seemed to be able to melt people's hearts.
"Two fellow Taoists, why do you want to come to our Yunshui Star Territory?"
Gazing across Han Muye and Jia Wu, the female cultivator bowed slightly and said, "Shui Ling has met these two fellow Taoists."
The king of the spirit-armored demon clan has a heavenly cultivation, and the green lotus and green beads he carries with him are all at least the level of immortal treasures.
This kind of powerful person can run rampant in a large world and can indeed suppress the luck of the spirit-armored demon clan.
"Shui Ling, what a good name." Jia Wu chuckled and turned to look at Han Muye who was standing aside.
Coming here is an invitation from Han Muye, and it is also a fulfillment of a promise. All arrangements are made by Han Muye.
This time, he just needs to take action when he needs to take action.
The cultivation strength of the Shui Ling in front of him is not bad. It is not easy to be able to see his identity at a glance and say the words "two fellow Taoists".
Also, if you don't have enough strength, it is impossible to suppress a star world and become the king of the spirit-armored demon clan.
"I'm here to make a deal with you, the spirit-armored demon clan."
Han Muye spoke calmly.
"Deal?" Shui Ling originally thought that Jia Wu was the one in charge, but he didn't expect that the person speaking was the sword cultivator in front of him who seemed to be at a lower level.
It was only she who spoke, and the look on her face had changed.
Ahead, Han Muye suddenly thrust out his sword.
"boom--"
The void within a hundred feet was shattered.
Cracks in the void appeared one after another.
The three green lotuses at Shui Ling's feet flew out and turned into three light shields.
But the light shield condensed by these three immortal treasures could not block Han Muye's sword light.
The three light shields shattered instantly.
Shui Ling's expression changed, and just as she was about to retreat, she felt a chill on her back. She slowly turned around, and saw a long sword floating behind her back three inches outside her neck.
The sword approaching silently is not the most terrifying thing.
It's not the most terrifying thing for the long sword to cut through three barriers.
For Shui Ling, the long sword was already three inches away, and his own protective treasure, the blue spirit bead, showed no reaction at all.
This is an immortal treasure, a most powerful treasure that can even defeat the powerful Tianzun. Why can't it block this sword or even react at all?
"Good swordsmanship." Colorful light shone in his eyes, and a trace of blush flashed on Shui Ling's face.
Forced to see through this sword, her energy and blood flowed back.
"There are still people in the mortal world who can control the power of time to this extent. It's amazing."
This sword looked right in front of me, but it was fixed at three breaths ago.
The protective treasure can protect you from enemies in front of you, but it cannot protect you from enemies in the past.
How to block the attack three breaths ago?
A sword cuts through the space.
A sword flew down the long river of time, going back three breaths.
Is this kind of swordsmanship possible in the mortal world?
Even in the fairy world, these methods are also top-notch, right?
Shui Ling's gaze returned to Han Muye.
He said he was here to negotiate a deal, but first he was shocked by his swordsmanship.
"Fellow Taoist, I wonder if we can still have a good discussion about this business?"
Is this business still fair?
How to negotiate a business held with a sword?
Han Muye's expression remained unchanged, the long sword was sheathed instantly, and the shattered void in front of him recovered, as if he had never used this sword before.
This sword really didn’t come out!
It was only at this moment that Shui Lingfang's eyes widened.
Even the ancestors Jia Wu and Bai Ze on the side turned their heads, with a trace of fear flashing in their eyes.
From beginning to end, Han Muye did not draw his sword.
He just used his extremely powerful sword power to stimulate the space backlash in this world, and then broke through the long river of time, sweeping away a hundred feet of space around Shui Ling's body.
What Shui Ling experienced was an illusion in the long river of time.
If she really wanted to fight to the death, she would have been drowned in the river of time just a moment ago, with no chance of coming back!
This is the terror of controlling the power of time and space!
You don't even know how and when the other party will take action.
"I want your tribe to breed in the world I control, but you must not squeeze the living space of the creatures in it."
Han Muye looked at Shui Ling and spoke calmly.
Hearing this, a smile appeared on Shui Ling's face. She gently shook off the green lotus from the corner of her skirt and reached out to touch the green bead on her head.
"Fellow Taoist, you are not the first person to say this."
"Tell me, what price can you pay, or in other words, what price can you offer?"
The habits of the spirit-armored demon clan determine that it is very suitable to be used as a whetstone.
Without top experts, this clan will not be truly feared by other worlds.
For countless years, great powers from many worlds have come to lure the spirit-armored demon clan.
Obviously, Shui Ling has experienced too much, and even Han Muye's method of controlling time and space cannot make him shrink back.
Business is business.
"Two roads, you choose."
"First, a fairy treasure."
Han Muye looked ahead and spoke softly.
Immortal treasure.
This gesture is not too small.
Even if Shui Ling already has two fairy treasures in her hands, it doesn't mean she doesn't need them.
Han Muye directly offered a price for the fairy treasure, which made her eyes light up.
But she didn't say yes, and still stared at Han Muye.
"The second way, we will go to a world and we can take you with us."
Go to a world.
Just a world?
Shui Ling glanced at Han Muye, and then looked at Jia Wu.
"If I hadn't done some research on the power of the soul, I might have only chosen the first option."
A smile appeared on Shui Ling's face, and a hint of desire flashed.
"For strong men like you, you definitely don't want to step into the spiritual world through the Ascension Platform and waste a thousand years in the Spirit Transformation Pond."
"So, the place you are going to must be directly connected to the Immortal Realm."
At this moment, Shui Ling no longer had the supreme mystery before, and his face was full of longing.
"take me."
…
Eighty million spirit-armored demon clans of various cultivation levels were arranged to go to Han Muye's world.
After getting there, you need to follow the command and control of Shui Yue'er and Bai Zeyu.
These 80 million spirit-armored monsters cannot truly kill in an orderly manner, and can only exist as whetstones in the world of practice.
Shui Ling personally took out a token containing the power of his bloodline and handed it to the old man who led the 80 million ethnic group. The old man would then pass it on to Shui Yue'er.
Afterwards, Han Muye, Jia Wu, Ancestor Bai Ze and Shui Yue'er, who was wearing a set of cyan armor, left quietly.
There are barriers connecting this world to many worlds, and you can travel through them as long as they are broken.
The four of them traveled through more than thirty cosmic star fields and fought with many powerful people. It was not until three years later that they stopped in an empty star field.
"The timeline here is the same as the timeline of our Yuantian Star Territory, and it is also far away from the corresponding Ascension Platform."
Han Muye looked into the void around him, and a series of spiritual lights flashed around his body, turning into stars.
Each of these stars is the heart of a star, the original power of a star world.
Only such a powerful force can set up a great formation that can traverse the world of immortality.
Based on thirty-six stars, pieces of top-quality spiritual stones flashed out.
Before the formation was activated, the water spirit on the side was already smacking his lips.
What's this guy's net worth?
"Buzz——"
Spiritual lights intersected in the vast formation.
At this moment, light began to flash over the entire formation, and the space was torn apart.
A black, gray void appeared.
"Senior, after breaking through this void, I will step into the fairyland with you, but I will not stay long."
Turning to look at Jia Wu, Han Muye said loudly: "One year in the fairy world is a hundred years in the mortal world."
"The Immortal Ascension Platform in our Yuantian Star Territory will be opened in three thousand years. For the Immortal World, it is only thirty years."
"I will leave at Shengxiandai."
Han Muye put so much effort into cultivating strong men just so that he could be used one day.
Naturally, he would not go to the fairyland so quietly.
Besides, Mu Wan and the others were still here, so he would not go to the fairy world alone.
Just by turning on the teleportation array, he still had to take a look at the fairy world.
"Haha, you just worry too much."
"It's better to go to the Immortal Platform." Jia Wu shook his head and said with a chuckle.
Ascending Immortal Platform Spiritual Transformation Pond, within a thousand years, all mundane things can be lost. For a practitioner like Han Muye, this is actually a good thing.
"Let's go." Han Muye raised his hand, and the large array of light beams instantly broke through the void.
He took a step forward and disappeared into the void.
Ancestor Jia Wu and Bai Ze had the same expression on their faces, took a deep breath, and stepped out.
Shui Ling's eyes flashed with halo: "Immortal world, I'm here..."
"boom--"
When Han Muye stepped into the solid space, thunder fell above his head.
Countless lightning turned into chains and crashed down directly.
"The creatures from the lower world sneak into the immortal world and are punished to mine in the Bitter Immortal Realm for ten thousand years!"
With a loud shout, cyan fairy light and thunder and lightning chains intertwined around him.
Han Mu's ambition moved and he let the lightning lock him.
Behind him, Jia Wu and Bai Ze's ancestors flew away in two directions, and the spiritual light all over their bodies quickly transformed into green light fairy energy.
"Boy Han, take care of yourself!" Jia Wu's voice came, and the person had disappeared.
This is the fairy world, and he has no intention of helping Han Muye.
Besides, he didn't believe that Han Muye would be captured so easily.
The water spirit that just fell in also flickered, protected by fairy light, and disappeared.
"I ran away three stowaways and caught one. This is a good mission."
"See if there's any oil or water."
A figure landed in front of Han Muye and grabbed at the hem of his clothes.
Only the big man in black armor stretched out his hand, and then retracted his hand with a murmur.
A golden stream of light shone on Han Muye's body, turning into a golden sword.
"It turns out that he is the master of the Xuanling Sword Sect. You should have told me earlier that he is one of our own."
"Young man, let me untie you, sir."
The place Han Muye specially chose to sneak into the fairy world was originally the territory under the rule of the Xuanling Sword Sect.
And he had the token of the Xuanling Sword Sect's Xantian Hall Master in his hand, and he also had the inheritance. As soon as the protective sword light appeared, he was naturally recognized as a disciple of the Xuanling Sword Sect.
"Let's go, take me to see the guarding senior brother." After unchaining and adjusting his clothes, Han Muye clasped his hands behind his back and spoke loudly with the sword light flashing on his body.
The big man in black armor hurriedly bowed his body, raised his hand to wave a long cyan sword, then landed on the sword and led him to fly away in front.
Han Muye took a step forward, sword light entwining under his feet.
Only then did he raise his head, take a deep breath, and look at the world.
This is the fairyland!
