Chapter 491 - 491 Sword Venerable Yuan Tian and Wen Mosheng Arrive, So Many Beauties

491 Sword Venerable Yuan Tian and Wen Mosheng Arrive, So Many Beauties

For a moment, the low-level demons and the Heaven Realm demons were all confused, and their eyes revealed their feelings of despair and powerlessness.

Can it be that the Desolate Wilderness is unable to escape the fate of being enslaved and devoured in the end?

Han Muye’s gaze landed on the ground.

At this moment, the Desolate Wilderness seemed so weak and helpless.

The path of cultivation was truly arduous. Even a world would have times like this.

“Ang—”

A high-pitched roar came from the ground.

The figure of a giant white elephant appeared.

Xiang Lingshuang.

At this moment, Xiang Lingshuang’s body turned into a million-foot-long phantom. It had a long nose and four legs. Its body was jade-white, and its long tusks shone with a jade-colored light.

Ancient Mammoth Divine Beast.

The divine beast flew down and used its back to support Baxia’s falling body.

Unfortunately, compared to Baxia’s huge body, the giant elephant was pitifully small.

The giant elephant roared.

One by one, the elephant clansmen rushed to the Desolate Wilderness and landed beside the giant elephant. Together, they supported Baxia’s body with all their might.

Not enough.

No matter how many elephants there were, it was not enough.

On the ground, figures rushed out.

A huge bear that was 10,000 feet tall, a flood dragon that could turn into 10,000 feet, and a huge bird that was 10,000 feet tall when it spread its wings…

Many demons with ancient bloodlines rushed out and landed under Baxia’s body to support him.

The downward slide of the Desolate Wilderness was stopped.

“There is great fear in life-and-death struggles. If one is dominated by this fear, it will lead to despair.

“If you can overcome fear and have light in your heart, that is faith.

“Only with faith can we move forward.”

In Han Muye’s divine treasure, the power of his soul turned from golden to golden purple, as if it had condensed into the same color as the People’s Will.

However, this was not the aura of hope. This was a transformation of the power of the soul.

His soul power was extremely strong. It was at a bottleneck until this moment when it thoroughly improved.

“Let there be light.”

Han Muye spoke calmly.

A gentle light illuminated the sky above the Desolate Wilderness.

Under this light, everything in the world emitted vitality.

His words carried the law.

The Dao was natural.

“Wind.”

Han Muye spoke again.

A gentle breeze blew, holding up the Desolate Wilderness and slowly moving forward.

Light and wind.

The light shone on everything, and the wind brought about a moving world.

It was alive.

After leaving the Desolate Galaxy for countless years, this dilapidated Desolate Wilderness had come to life.

New life.

At this moment, this world had its own Heavenly Dao.

It was not the broken power from back then, nor was it the substitute control of the Kui’s soul.

This Heavenly Dao was activated after Han Muye’s soul power sublimated.

This Heavenly Dao was the motivation for the demons in this world to risk their lives.

This Heavenly Dao was the desire of living beings for life.

“Boom!”

Bolts of lightning descended from the sky.

This was a baptism of heaven and earth, as well as a test of strength.

If this new Heavenly Dao could not withstand the void lightning, then this world would eventually be shattered to pieces by the lightning.

All the living beings on it would also die.

A faint light screen rose from the Desolate Wilderness.

This was the sky that belonged to this world.

“Boom!”

The lightning struck the sky, causing the newly born light screen to tremble as if it was about to be torn apart.

On the ground, all living beings raised their heads and looked at the trembling light screen.

In the distance, greed appeared in the eyes of the two Spiritual Armored Demon Clan experts who had stopped in their tracks. They roared and transformed into huge demon bodies as they rushed over.

A new world, a new Heavenly Dao. This was a supreme delicacy for demons.

Taking advantage of the lightning tribulation to devour this Heavenly Dao, even if they could not immediately become extraordinary, they could still have the foundation to achieve the Great Dao.

These two Spiritual Armored Demons were beings that surpassed the Heaven Realm. Their cultivation levels had already fused with a trace of the power of the Great Dao.

Their cultivation was the accumulation of the power of the Great Dao.

A new world was currently undergoing tribulation and had weak strength. Wasn’t this a delicious meal?

Even if Han Muye had intimidated them with a single strike, the two demons could not care less now.

They flew over, bringing with them endless astral winds.

Han Muye turned and looked at the charging demons.

The power of his soul surged, causing the power of the Heavenly Dao to tremble slightly.

At this moment, as long as he combined his soul with this Heavenly Dao and transcended the lightning tribulation together, he would be able to live forever and be as old as the world.

Longevity.

Becoming a Sage.

Spiritual light circulated around Han Muye.

However, his soul power did not waver at all.

If his soul really fused with this new Heavenly Dao, then even if he exchanged it for absolute strength, he would never be able to escape in the future, right?

“Not bad. I thought you’d go back to your old ways.”

A voice sounded behind Han Muye.

Han Muye turned around and saw a black-robed sword cultivator with a resolute face and arrogant eyes.

Although he did not see a sword, Han Muye knew that this was a sword cultivator.

Because he knew him.

“Sword Venerable Yuan Tian.”

The person who came was the great sword cultivator who suppressed the Western Frontier and dominated the Heavenly Mystic Central Continent.

Sword Venerable Yuan Tian.

Sword Venerable Yuan Tian looked at Han Muye and chuckled. “I thought you would be more respectful to me after obtaining my inheritance.”

Indeed, Han Muye had obtained Sword Venerable Yuan Tian’s sword technique, the Heavenly Cycle Sword Formation, and those sword pills.

These were all the inheritances of Sword Venerable Yuan Tian.

Han Muye raised his hand and bowed. “Greetings, Sword Venerable Yuan Tian.”

“A junior sword cultivator?” Sword Venerable Yuan Tian laughed. “Alright, we sword cultivators only cultivate sooner or later. Why are there so many broken rules?”

Speaking of this, he grinned. “I’m relieved.”

Relieved?

“Boom!”

In the distance, a pillar of light that pierced through the Extinction Sea exploded, and the power of space spread wantonly.

The bodies of the demons that were there shattered as they were enveloped by golden spiritual light.

“Steady.”

A faint voice sounded. The spiritual light turned into golden words and smashed the demonic qi and blood light formed by the demons into the Desolate Wilderness.

With the sealing of this power, the power of the Heavenly Dao in the Desolate Wilderness instantly increased.

“Minister Wen?”

Han Muye looked at the figure that suppressed the demons.

He wore a green robe and held an ink brush in his hand.

“This guy had already planned for the Spiritual Armored Demons to annex the Desolate Wilderness and set up a trap in the void.

“Right now, on the other side of the spatial passageway, there’s probably a massacre of the Mystic Sun Guards and the Red Flame Army.”

Sword Venerable Yuan Tian looked at Wen Mosheng who was slowly walking over. He shook his head and said, “If it were me, there wouldn’t be so much trouble. It would only take one strike.”

Han Muye couldn’t be bothered with him.

Why didn’t you come earlier?

He turned to look at Wen Mosheng.

Wen Mosheng was not in the Heavenly Mystic World. So was he plotting against the Spiritual Armored Demons?

“You built the White Deer Mountain Academy, shared my Confucianist People’s Will, broke through the heavenly barrier of the Central Continent, and damaged the fortunes of our Central Continent.”

Wen Mosheng whizzed past the charging Spiritual Armored Demons and landed in front of Han Muye.

“Are you going to inherit my legacy or fight with me for the Absolute Sage position?”

The moment he was stared at by Wen Mosheng, Han Muye felt his mind tremble. The Sword of the Soul in his divine treasure seemed to be about to explode.

He could not mobilize the sword intent in his Qi Sea at all.

The suppression of the power of the Great Dao!

This kind of pure will of the great path really made one feel powerless and defeated.

Sword Venerable Yuan Tian stood at the side and frowned. A sword light rose from his body.

However, before he could attack, the sword light of Han Muye’s soul rushed into the sky and transformed into a Heaven-Slaying Sword.

Using the sword as a brush, golden words floated.

‘A thousand miles of ice, ten thousand miles of snow.’

In the void, there was no Heavenly Dao. The power of the spirit transformed into the Great Dao, causing the void to tremble. Tens of thousands of miles of land instantly froze.

Even the lightning in the void was frozen and slowed down countless times.

Sword Venerable Yuan Tian looked at Han Muye strangely.

On the other side, Wen Mosheng raised his eyebrows and moved the ink brush in his hand.

‘The mountains are winding and undulating, dancing like silver snakes; the hills on the plateau are continuous, like white elephants.’

In the void, dragon snakes rose from the ground, and all things surged.

The lightning that filled the sky was attracted over and collided with the two confused demons, tearing them apart.

“I want to compete with the lord of heaven…”

Han Muye muttered, and the sword light behind him exploded.

The ink brush in Wen Mosheng’s hand scattered black plum blossoms in front of him.

The plum blossoms in front of Wen Mosheng instantly turned into a bewitching blood-red when the poem ‘Red Makeup, Exceptionally Enchanting’ appeared.

“Qingyu…” Wen Mosheng’s eyes revealed a trace of confusion. Then it turned into determination. He raised his hand and swept the ink brush, scattering all the plum blossoms.

But before the plum blossoms could gather again, Han Muye’s next line suddenly appeared.

‘There are so many beauties in the world, attracting countless heroes to bow down…’

The ink brush in Wen Mosheng’s hand exploded. The sword light on Sword Venerable Yuan Tian’s body rose and filled half of the sky!

The entire world evolved into the power of mountains and rivers.

Illusory mountains and rivers kept appearing in the void.

The new Heavenly Dao in the Desolate Wilderness below let out a joyous cry.

He guided the momentum into the world, and countless snowflakes fell in the Desolate Wilderness.

These snowflakes carried spiritual energy.

They were silvery and enchanting.

The thunder had long dissipated, and the Spiritual Armored Demons that were chasing them had long disappeared.

Wen Mosheng looked at the broken ink brush in his hand and muttered. Sword Venerable Yuan Tian’s eyes were filled with fighting spirit.

All the soul power on Han Muye’s body slowly converged.

“What about the back?”

Wen Mosheng raised his head. His voice was a little hoarse.

Han Muye shook his head.

Wen Mosheng let out a long laugh and looked at the desolate ruins below.

“Alright, when this world fuses with the Heaven Mystic World in the future, I’ll wait for your poem.”

After saying that, he looked at Sword Venerable Yuan Tian. His body shook and turned into a green halo that dissipated.

After Wen Mosheng left, Sword Venerable Yuan Tian’s fighting spirit dissipated and he turned around.

“Kid, are you prepared to drift in the void with this world, or are you going back to the Heavenly Mystic World?”

At this point, he paused and said, “Why don’t you follow me to the Immortal Source World?”

To the Immortal Source World?

Drifting in the void?

Han Muye said, “Senior, I’d better return to the Heavenly Mystic World.”

Heavenly Mystic, Western Frontier, Nine Mystic Sword Sect.

At this moment, Han Muye yearned for a peaceful life in the Sword Pavilion.

The higher one’s cultivation level was, the less freedom one would have.

It was better to be a sword caretaker.

“Return to Heavenly Mystic?”

Sword Venerable Yuan Tian nodded and said, “Although your soul power is extraordinary, your cultivation and physical body are not compatible. Gathering your power in the Heavenly Mystic World is a good choice.

“However, the Heavenly Dao of the Heavenly Mystic World is already entangled with Wen Mosheng. If he uses the Heavenly Dao to become a sage, you won’t have a chance.

“Do you want to fight him?”

Fight?

Be a Sage trapped in a world?

If Han Muye really wanted to become such a Sage, he had the chance to fuse with the new Heavenly Dao in the Desolate Wilderness earlier.

“The world is so big. Shouldn’t I go traveling like Senior?” Han Muye looked at Sword Venerable Yuan Tian and smiled.

Sword Venerable Yuan Tian laughed and his expression turned serious. “Then you have to think of a way to suppress your Confucian power. Otherwise, you will subconsciously compete with Wen Mosheng.”

After saying that, he looked at the desolate ruins below and said, “Do you need my help in this world?”

If he helped, he would be tainted by karma.

To these Peak Nascent Soul Realm cultivators, they had to repay this karma in the future.

Han Muye shook his head and immediately flew down.

When he stepped on the ground, his soul immediately collided with the ground.

Through the deep ground, his soul penetrated Baxia’s body below.

“Roar—”

The divine beast, Baxia, which had been silent and motionless, raised its head and let out a long howl. Its huge four legs slowly raised.

His spirit entered Baxia and walked with the world.

Sword Venerable Yuan Tian stood in the void and watched as Baxia crashed into the rift and disappeared into the void.

“Good lad. Interesting.

“I’ll wait for you in the Immortal Source World.”