Chapter 1407 - 1407 A Thousand Years, Meeting the Immortal Venerable Again (3)

Within this sword lay unimaginable power!

Such a sword immortal was an extremely powerful existence even beyond the realm!

Demon King Yun Tian opened his mouth, but he could not make a sound.

The blue sword light directly shattered his divine incarnation.

Then the sword light lightly picked up the peak spiritual treasure long whip and then pierced through the body of the Wind Spirit Bird.

Raising his hand, he grabbed the Wind Spirit Bird’s long claw and dragged it away.

Demon King Yun Tian, the number one expert in the Three Spirit Mountains, could not withstand a single strike from Han Muye!

How strong was the fifth head of the Stone Heaven Stronghold?

There were exclamations around the spirit pool!

Countless demons fled.

The figures who landed on the green lotus also retreated warily.

Demon King Qing Fu turned around and fled. Demon King Shi Zheng laughed loudly. The white tiger phantom behind him pounced forward and blocked his body. His claws slapped down.

“Bang!”

Demon King Qing Fu’s wings were shattered, and his body fell into the water immediately. A huge fiery red lotus flower rose, and six golden pearls shone in the lotus flower.

A Golden Immortal had six pearls?

A Golden Immortal expert had only exchanged for six pearls?

How dark.

Han Muye landed beside the spirit pool.

Demon King Shi Zheng, who had killed the Demon King Qing Fu, also put away the golden pearl and landed in front of Han Muye.

“Brother, are you leaving this world?” Demon King Shi Zheng looked up at Han Muye.

Han Muye nodded.

His mission was complete.

Demon King Shi Zheng raised his hand, and a green tornado rose, plucking all the golden pearls from the surrounding green lotuses.

Less than a thousand.

Holding all the golden beads in his palm, he looked at Han Muye. “Brother, if your real body is here, take these beads and leave.”

“If you come again in the future, remember to come to the Three Spirits Mountain Rock Heavenly Fortress.”

“If you’re not here with your true body and have nothing to do, why don’t you stay in the Three Spirit Mountains first?”

Looking around, Shi Zheng grinned and said, “From now on, you’ll be the bandit chief.”

Stay on the Three Spirit Mountains?

He had only been in this world for a hundred years. It had not been long since he was outside the realm.

If he stayed in this world, he could find more resources.

He could also learn more about the Ruins Realm.

Moreover, Han Muye still needed an explanation from Golden Immortal Chuan Ling and the others.

After pondering for a moment, he looked at Demon King Shi Zheng and said, “Alright, I’ll stay, but the bandit chief is still you, Big Brother.”

Hearing this, Shi Zheng laughed and waved his hand. “Let’s go. We won a big battle. Let’s go drink.”

….

During the hunting battle of the three demon kings of the Three Spirit Mountains, Demon King Shi Zheng used the power of the powerful Sword Immortal Hu Yuan under him to sweep through the other two sides and kill the two demon kings, Yun Tian and Qing Fu.

After this battle, Stone Heaven Stronghold became the master of the Three Spirit Mountains.

Demon King Shi Zheng and Sword Immortal Hu Yuan controlled the entire Three Spirit Mountains.

The control of the spiritual pool on the Three Spirit Mountains belonged to Stone Heaven Stronghold.

After a little reorganization, the army of the Three Spirit Mountains spread out and began to expand their territory.

For a moment, a battle began within a million miles.

Sword Immortal Hu Yuan, who was holding a long sword, could be said to be invincible.

The fastest way to gather wealth in the world was through war.

Han Muye had obtained a lot of Heavenly Abyss Pearls and various supplies.

In a hundred years, Demon King Shi Zheng had already ruled millions of miles and had countless generals under him.

Han Muye’s identity was special, and everyone respected him greatly. His identity was almost on par with Demon King Shi Zheng.

The young men that Han Muye had trained in Stone Heaven Stronghold back then were also powerful now. They were his helpers in sweeping through the world.

Unknowingly, Han Muye became a known figure in the entire Tiger Spirit World.

Sword Immortal Hu Yuan was absolutely powerful.

Three Spirit Mountains.

In a continuous hall, Han Muye, who had transformed into a tiger, sat opposite an old man from the green-robed tiger race.

“Fellow Daoist Han’s methods are really impressive.” The old man looked at Han Muye with a sigh.

He was the Golden Immortal Chuan Ling who had split his primordial spirit into the Tiger Spirit Ruins Realm.

Now, his avatar’s cultivation level had also reached the peak of the Void Transformation Realm.

However, this was the accumulation of countless years. His incarnation had always been in this world.

All these years, with the help of their disciples, they had occupied a territory and had a small spirit pool. They could collect more than a thousand Heavenly Abyss Pearls every 500 years.

However, compared to Han Muye, his achievements were insignificant.

Now his split soul had reached the peak of virtual transformation after countless years of accumulation. However, this achievement was insignificant compared to Han Muye’s, who could amass wealth just through the spoils of war brought back by his army.

“Senior Chuan Ling, you can also submit to Demon King Shi Zheng. He’s a good person.”

Han Muye nodded.

This was the good thing about Shi Zheng. He did not reject cultivators from outside the realm.

According to him, as long as those from outside didn’t wantonly kill the living beings in this realm, he wouldn’t mind.

Golden Immortal Chuan Ling indeed had the intention to seek refuge with Han Muye.

Han Muye had agreed to let them submit to Demon King Shi Zheng, so he was naturally happy.

At least under Demon King Shi Zheng’s command, their gains would be much greater.

“Fellow Daoist Han, you know that the Demon King Yun Tian was also a disciple of the Immortal Venerable.” Golden Immortal Chuan Ling showed a trace of emotion on his face.

Who would have thought that Han Muye could easily kill Demon King Yun Tian so easily?

A Golden Immortal Demon King was killed with a single strike.

“Will his true self come to trouble me?” Han Muye squinted his eyes.

So what if he was a disciple under the Immortal Sect? He was just a Golden Immortal.

As long as it wasn’t the Immortal Venerable Chen Yuan personally taking action, Han Muye had no fear.

“Hehe, even if he comes to cause trouble, we will naturally block him,” Golden Immortal Chuan Ling said with a smile.

Under the Immortal Venerable, disciples were not a united force; instead, they were divided into many factions.

There were at least more than 10 disciples at the Immortal Venerable’s level under his command, and each of these individuals possessed their own influence.