Chapter 1249 - 1249 Leaving the City, Breaking the Refinement Immortal Array
1249 Leaving the City, Breaking the Refinement Immortal Array
Seeing the lightning in Han Muye’s hand, the Spirit Sword Golden Immortal smiled.
“I knew you couldn’t sit still.”
He grinned and said, “You were the one who gave me the Heaven-Shattering Divine Lightning in the hands of the Immortal Lord Zi Yu and the others, right?”
He stroked his beard and muttered unhappily, “These guys really know how to take advantage of others.”
As he spoke, he suddenly looked up at Han Muye.
Surprise flashed across his eyes. He stared at Han Muye and lowered his voice. “You even schemed against them?”
Hearing his words, Han Muye chuckled and nodded. “If you don’t count these mighty figures, how can you call it playing a big game?”
Even including the five guardian Immortal Lords?
How big of a game was this?
The expression of the Spirit Sword Golden Immortal slowly turned solemn. He held the wine gourd and stared at Han Muye. “Tell me, how do we play?”
The matter was simple. Hunting.
Hunting those God Clan members.
Not all the God Clan were gathered in formation.
In the distant void outside the city, there were still many lone God Clan members.
Moreover, half of the Immortal Burial City was located in the God Realm. Once they left the city, they would be in the Divine Realm.
Han Muye’s plan was to leave the city.
They passed through the encircling battle formation and hunted the God Clan in the distance. At the same time, they contacted other worlds.
Whether it was the God Realm or the Immortal Realm, they could be connected from the void outside the Immortal Burial City.
As long as they found some allies, they might be able to surround and kill the God Clan army outside the city.
“This plan is good, but it’s not that easy.” Golden Immortal Spirit Sword calculated and looked into the distance. He said softly, “To leave the city to hunt, one has to have superb concealment methods and the ability to kill the Gods.”
There were many cultivators of the Shen clan outside the city. Even ordinary Shen clansmen had extraordinary strength.
In terms of absolute strength, the Immortal Burial City was at a disadvantage.
The difference in strength was huge.
If not for the God-slaying Puppet Fighter and the power of the array, the Immortal Burial City would not have been able to resist the God Clan.
“Of course.” Han Muye nodded and said.
According to his plan, he would organize a group of experts to leave the city within two years and then scatter them outside the city to hunt everywhere.
As for him and a few Immortal Lord experts, they went to other worlds at critical moments to hunt down the experts of the god race.
They were really playing it big.
“What do you think?” Spirit Sword Golden Immortal turned to look at the sky behind him.
“Yes.” A faint voice sounded.
“Count me in.” A loud laugh came.
“I’ll go.”
“That’s interesting.”
“Sure.”
The five guardian Immortal Lords immediately expressed their agreement.
Spirit Sword Golden Immortal grinned.
“All right, kid, go get prepared.”
Han Muye nodded, cupped his hands towards the sky before flying away.
After he disappeared, Immortal Lord Zi Yu and the others stepped out of the void.
“This guy is really troublesome. He took a divine lightning and immediately caused trouble.”
Although Demon King Tu Tian said that, he was smiling.
The others also had pleased expressions on their faces.
“After this kid came, the Immortal Burial City became much more lively.” Immortal Lord Tie He’s tense face revealed a rare smile.
“Indeed, your Mystic Spirit Sword Sect finally sent a talented individual,” Immortal Lord Hu Yuan nodded and said seriously.
Everyone turned to look at Immortal Lord Zi yu.
The implication of these words was that Immortal Lord Zi Yu was not a talented individual.
Spirit Sword Golden Immortal laughed heartily, then his figure moved and turned into an Immortal light, disappearing from sight.
The others also dispersed.
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Han Muye didn’t go back to the camp directly; instead, he headed for the central city tower.
Outside the city tower, there were immortal cultivators with stalls everywhere.
Recently, due to the smooth progress of the battles outside the city, many people had made gains, and trading within the city had become quite lively.
Han Muye walked up to a middle-aged Daoist wearing a grayish-black robe and a jade-colored hair crown.
The Daoist was sitting cross-legged with several long swords and some other weapons placed in front of him, varying in size.
These weapons were of good quality, and one of the long swords was even a top-grade spiritual treasure.
“How much for this sword?”
Han Muye pointed to the sword sealed with a golden talisman.
The Daoist looked up at him and raised an eyebrow slightly.
“Yunlan Sword Immortal?”
The others around him also turned their heads.
“It’s really Yunlan Sword Immortal!”
Han Muye could only smile and nod.
Although he had not been in the Immortal Burial City for long and had spent most of his time in seclusion, his image had already spread throughout the city.
Three battles, three victories, had directly shattered the myth of the invincible God Clan.
Such a legendary figure had not appeared in the Immortal Burial City for countless millennia.
Almost all the cultivators in the city had searched for Han Muye’s image to see if this guy had formidable powers.
For cultivators, finding a phantom image projection was not a difficult task.
So, at this moment, Han Muye was easily recognized by the people around him.
“Do you want to buy this sword, Sword Immortal?” The Daoist stood up, smiled, and wrapped up a few swords. Then he said, “If the Sword Immortal wants it, just name your price.”
Han Muye took the sword, examined it closely, and then looked up, “Are these all newly crafted?”
Upon hearing his question, a hint of pride appeared on the Daoist’s face, “My Chu Yuan Tribe has always been skilled in crafting weapons.
“If it weren’t for the shortage of materials, we could even craft large-scale war equipment.”
Chu Yuan Tribe.
This tribe in the Immortal Burial City was the descendant of a great figure from ancient times. Over time, it had grown into a clan with millions of members.
They inherited the art of weapon forging from that great figure and were known for crafting treasures.
In the Immortal Burial City, being able to forge weapons was a minimum requirement for self-preservation.
“I’m very interested in your clan’s weapon forging.” Han Muye’s words made the Daoist’s eyes light up.