Chapter 2076: 863, Divine Source Heavenly Palace’s battleship
 

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“Boom——”

Between heaven and earth, gathering and dispersing clouds.

The divine light on the gold-armored general’s body exploded, seemingly intending to ensnare the surrounding heaven and earth within a net.

Peak of the Heavenly Immortal realm!

Such power was no longer something ordinary cultivators could withstand.

Guo Lang and Gu Chengming standing in front of Han Muye glanced at each other and their figures shrank back.

Zhao Minghe and the others also had solemn expressions on their faces as they tightened the sword array, protecting Han Muye in the center.

“Hmph, the people from the Outer Realm harbor unending malice,” said the Daoist from the Xu Jue lineage, as shadows flickered around him.

These shadows, some holding long spears, some gripping three-foot-long swords, and others bending long bows to full crescents, solidified into Puppet Fighters.

When Han Muye left the Tiger Spirit Ruins Realm, he had left the knowledge of Puppet Fighters to Xu Jue, never expecting him to have fully mastered it.

This Xu Jue’s Artifact Refining Talent was truly extraordinary.

These Puppet Fighters weren’t particularly powerful, but they possessed Human Immortal Combat Power.

With so many Puppet Fighters around, the complexions of the generals in golden armor darkened.

The leading general let out a cold snort, no longer hesitant, and with a wave of his hand, the battle formation surged forward like a tide.

The Puppet Fighters at the forefront charged out, their weapons dancing, causing the surrounding void to explode.

“Boom——”

The force of the impact was like rolling waves, with countless figures constantly crisscrossing.

Guo Lang and Gu Chengming held onto their long swords, protecting what was before them.

Ten miles away, even the Human Immortal realm expert from the Mo Chu was forced to retreat.

Han Muye’s gaze was fixed on what was ahead.

At that moment, Sister Mu Wan, or rather Princess Mo Yue, had already disappeared into the crowd.

Encounters and partings.

If he were truly an ordinary mortal, then this meeting would be their last goodbye, wouldn’t it?

Watching the increasingly intense battle up ahead, and the incessant tide-like battle formation striking, a chill emerged from the depths of Han Muye’s eyes, as if from the bottom of a ten-thousand-zhang ancient well.

The Divine Source Heavenly Palace had done too much.

“Boom——”

A Puppet Fighter was shattered in front of the battle formation.

The disciple from the Lingxiao Heavenly Palace turned pale, retreating a step.

“Submit, or perish.” The general in golden armor holding the long spear pointed it forward, the condensed fierce battle intent bursting forth.

All the battle intent combined with the powers of the battle formation behind him, transforming into a golden tiger.

The tiger pounced, smashing the Puppet Fighters to pieces.

The disciple from the Lingxiao Heavenly Palace went limp, retreating in defeat.

They couldn’t hold back.

Neither the Human Immortal realm expert from Mo Chu nor Guo Lang and Zhao Minghe, who stood in front of Han Muye, could conceal their extremely grave expressions.

If even the mighty from the Lingxiao Heavenly Palace couldn’t resist these golden-armored battle formations, then the situation today was doomed to failure.

“Submit or perish?” Just then, a voice rang out.

“The Divine Source Heavenly Palace has indeed been the Overlords of the Divine Realm for too long, not even aware of their own strength anymore.”

As the voice faded, Han Muye stepped forward with his sword in hand.

With one step he covered vast distances, his sword lightly swinging.

“Boom——”

Brilliant sword light shone, transforming into a collapsing snow mountain, tumbling down mightily.

This was his sword strike, full of power, fusing his own Sword Dao with the power of heaven and earth, cumulating for thousands of miles, all for the might of this single stroke.

In the beginning, the sword light was just a mountain peak crumbling, like a rolling avalanche, but in the next instant, it was like the collapse of heaven and earth itself, forming a tens of thousands of zhang long curtain of bright light falling down.

Before this magnificent and formidable power, no one could withstand, no one dared to withstand.

“Boom——”

The golden-armored battle formation directly disintegrated with this strike into nothingness.

Countless souls scattered.

In front of the battle formation, the generals in golden armor’s bodies completely shattered, leaving only a dim soul fluttering around.

“You, who are you!” Anger and fear seeped through the soul.

It was clear that the individual before them who annihilated everyone with a single sword strike was an outsider from the Outer Realm.

An outsider daring to oppose the Divine Source Heavenly Palace, wasn’t this courting death?

“Since you know of the Divine Source Heavenly Palace yet still dare to act, you truly do not know the meaning of death!”

The shadow was about to disperse, but at that moment it focused its gaze on Han Muye, its eyes showing ferocity.

“Go back and report that I will visit the Divine Source Heavenly Palace,” the voice of Han Muye rang out, turning that soul’s shock into astonishment.

Around them, the lights of souls scattered like fireworks, with many powers of qi and blood dissipating as well.

Between heaven and earth, the thunderous sounds of impact vibrated.

This was due to an overwhelming shock of Origin Force, causing even heaven and earth to react.

“Brother Han, to think you were this strong…”

Watching Han Muye standing with his sword, Zhao Minghe murmured, a look of relief mixed with a hint of disappointment appeared on his face.

Had he been protecting Han Muye all this way? With Brother Han so powerful, did he need any protection?

Ahead, Gu Chengming turned his head to look at Guo Lang.

“Did you know all along?”

This question made Guo Lang grin, but he remained silent, not having the time to argue with Gu Chengming.

The essence embedded in Han Muye’s previous sword complemented his own sword intent perfectly.

With such sword intent, he would undoubtedly be able to make further progress.

He could feel that the Senior Brother Han had deliberately shown this sword intent to guide him on his path forward.

“This is… Sword Dao…” the disciple from Lingxiao Heavenly Palace got up, looking around, murmuring to himself.

His gaze landed on Han Muye, and suddenly his eyes widened, his whole body trembling.

Han Muye turned to look at him.

That glance made the disciple unable to remain on his feet, weakening his legs, and he knelt on the ground.

In the distance, the Immortal who was protecting the heirs of the Mo Chu Imperial Clan staggered, disbelieving the scene before him.

He didn’t dare to believe that there was someone who could make a disciple of Lingxiao Heavenly Palace kneel with just a look.

Was there really such a person in the world?

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