Chapter 1579 - Chapter 1579: Han Hundred Million, The Only Focus of the Grand Summit (3)
Chapter 1579: Han Hundred Million, The Only Focus of the Grand Summit (3)
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Indeed, if Han Muye had died, the three million divine crystals would not be returned.
“If Yunlan Sword Immortal can come back alive from the peak gathering and even win the first place in the event—” Zhu Chengs face revealed a smile.
No need to say more.
If Yunlan Sword Immortal became the champion of this Grand Summit, his reputation would probably surpass Divine Source Heavenly Palace!
Immortal Lord He Ling coughed lightly and turned to look at the light screen in front of him. He said calmly, “Watch.”
Watch.
Watch the Grand Summit, see if Yunlan Sword Immortal could win the first place in the peak gathering!
In the immortal realms and various divine sects, all eyes are now cast on the screen, watching this Yunlan Sword Immortal with a bet of billions of divine crystals, wondering what made him different.
“Boom—”
Han Muve Dunched.
The illusory wolf beasts in front of him were shattered.
Without stopping, he quickly moved forward and punched again.
The 10 illusory wolf beasts were killed, and a golden pillar of light enveloped him.
In an instant, his body was teleported to a floating platform with a radius of 10,000 feet.
The moment he arrived, a black-robed young man standing on the platform flew up.
A gust of wind was triggered and slashed at Han Muye’s head.
“The Zenith Heaven Golden Immortal Realm.” In front of the light screens, those experts could directly see the cultivation of the young man who attacked.
With such a cultivation level, he would not be able to go far in the Grand Summit.
But relatively speaking, passing through several rounds shouldn’t be a problem.
“Roar—”
Han Muye punched.
The fist shadow condensed into a thousand-foot-long beast. With a roar, it shattered the opposing fist shadow, then pressed down towards the young man who punched.
Fear appeared on the young man’s face. Just as he leaned back and took a step back, he was devoured by the golden exotic beast.
“Bang!
The young man was thrown off the high platform.
A golden light halo enveloped Han Muye.
It was a complete victory in the battle of the first level.
“Isn’t this person known as a sword immortal and has a sword case on his back? Why are his fist techniques so ferocious?”
In an Immortal Realm, an old man in a gray Daoist robe frowned and spoke.
Han Muye had a sword case on his back. He was clearly a sword cultivator.
A sword cultivator using fist techniques?
“He’s hiding his true strength,” someone whispered before the screen of light in Divine Source Heavenly Palace.
Someone’s eyes lit up as he said in a low voice, “He’s not hiding his strength.
He doesn’t need to show his strength at all.”
A Zenith Heaven cultivator could not probe Yunlan Sword Immortal’s trump card at all and could not see his true strength.
“We’ve found it!” Someone shouted and handed a jade slip to the Divine Source Heavenly Palace Master.
Similar jade slips were also present in front of screens elsewhere.
These jade slips recorded information about the elite participants, all 13,000 of them, in the Grand Summit.
“There are 356 Immortal Lords, and at least a hundred of them have profound cultivation levels.
“At least 18 of them can match up against Yunlan Sword Immortal.”
The records from various places were all calculated.
“18?” Upon hearing this, someone laughed and said, “Do you think Divine Source Heavenly Palace can only arrange for these 18 Immortal Lords to fight Yunlan Sword Immortal?
“I’m guessing that the Divine Source Heavenly Palace will probably have all 356 Immortal Lords fight Yunlan Sword Immortal!”
Someone chuckled, his eyes flashing. “It’s not like the Divine Source Heavenly Palace can’t do such a thing.”
Although the grand meeting was held in the array and was difficult to control from the outside, as the person in charge of the array, the Divine Source Heavenly Palace could slightly change the array formation.
“Boom—”
The arena in front of Han Muye collided with another arena.
“It’s Immortal Lord Le Cen from the Flying Fish Immortal World!”
“Really meeting an Immortal Lord in the second battle, and it’s the strongest wave of Immortal Lords!”
In front of countless light screens, exclamations could be heard.
Divine Source Heavenly Palace was indeed shameless.
“Yunlan Sword Immortal?” The middle-aged man in black battle armor looked at Han Muye.
On him, the light of luck, cultivated by Immortal Lord powerhouses, slowly merged. In his hand, a black war spear slowly pointed forward.
“Han 100 million, give this 100 million to me!”
With a long laugh, the spear in Immortal Lord Le Cen’s hand transformed into a black dragon that instantly blocked the entire arena.
The black dragon roared and smashed down at Han Muye’s head.
This strike was identical to the one Han Muye had used to send the Zenith Heaven Realm elite flying.
Watching the black dragon assault, Han Muye took a step forward and punched again.
Heaven Breaking FISC!
A dazzling fist shadow, with golden light turning into a momentum of breaking the sky, directly tore apart the 10,000-foot black dragon in front of him.
“Good fist techniques, fist-arts!” Someone exclaimed in front of the light screen of an immortal realm.
In the divine realm, in front of the light screen of a major body refining sect, several big men in purple robes stood up.
“This fist technique is simple. It maximises the use of strength to the extreme.
“Good fist technique. Pay attention to what he’s going to do next.”
In front of each light screen, someone was drawn in by this punch.
Han Muye shattered the black dragon transformed by the long spear with a punch, and his figure flashed, already a thousand feet in front of the opponent.
“Go to hell!” Immortal Lord Le Cen shouted, and the power of the heavens and earth was mobilized on the tip of his long spear, turning into a flying dragon with spread wings.
He himself also moved, lifting both hands.
The void vibrated, and the power of the heavens and earth turned into a cage.
After all, he was an Immortal Lord, and his use of the power of the heavens and earth had reached a profound level.
The force of 10 million catties directly slammed onto Han Muye’s shoulders.
The flying dragon flashed and stabbed at Han Muye’s chest.
The cage blocked Han Muye’s body, locking him within inches.
“Not bad, such methods are already formidable among Immortal Lords.”
“Control techniques, manipulation of the power of the heavens and earth, are all proficient. Among the younger generation in the divine realm, he is already a strong one..”