Chapter 1112 - 1112 'Deity Roll Call'! (2)

1112 ‘Deity Roll Call’! (2)

“The Essence Demon Sect had already dispatched several experts to Guanyue City. However, they laid an ambush halfway on your way back to Yunlan City, Your Excellency,”

Qitutian reported while glancing at Han Muye.

Han Muye’s sword strike in Guanyue City made those strong cultivators from the Essence Demon Sect hesitant to make a move.

This was the advantage of strength.

As long as one’s strength was formidable enough, no one dared to do something provocative.

Han Muye had chosen to take over the city because of this consideration.

Firstly, by defeating the City Lord of Guanyue City, he could gain control over the large city and secure more resources for Yunlan City.

Secondly, by defeating the City Lord, he could make a name for himself as Invincible Han, the Peerless Sword Immortal, after conquering an 80,000-mile-long journey.

Now, both of these goals had been achieved.

However, Han Muye knew that he needed to prepare for more challenges.

Defeating the City Lord was only the first step to gaining recognition. To firmly establish his reputation, he had to face several more battles.

“Essence Demon Sect, very well,” Han Muye said in a low voice, his eyes revealing depth and excitement rather than fear.

Not only was he not afraid of such a large sect as an enemy, but he was also excited.

Sword cultivators were like this.

Only powerful enemies could ignite their fervor and passion.

While other forces were still observing, as long as Han Muye could overcome the Essence Demon Sect’s interception, he would be able to safely return to Yunlan City.

With a wave of his hand, Qi Tutian left the hall. Three dark golden tokens appeared in Han Muye’s palm.

The token was simple and ancient, and the intertwined immortal patterns on it were profound.

“Patrol the heavens, battle the heavens, and slay the gods.”

“When it’s time to borrow power, it’s better to borrow it.”

“Isn’t this how sects operate?”

With a light chuckle, Han Muye pointed to one of the tokens, and golden rays of light appeared, shimmering on its surface.

After a moment, a golden, illusory script coalesced on the token.

“Let’s go.”

—-

The Peerless Sword Immortal, Invincible Han of Yunlan City, after killing the City Lord of Guanyue City and staying in Guanyue City for half a month, returned to Yunlan City.

When he came, he was alone, advancing with just a single sword.

But when he returned, there was a vast procession of carriages and horses following behind him, stretching as far as the eye could see.

After a thorough search of Guanyue City, Zhang Baichou and others used threats and temptations to relocate nearly half of the city’s businesses and families to Yunlan City.

Among those who accompanied Han Muye to Yunlan City, only 30 percent were from Guanyue City.

Together with the city guards that he had subjugated, a total of nearly 100,000 people headed towards Yunlan City in a grand manner.

100,000 immortals and mortals surrounded by immortal light soared into the sky.

This spectacle intrigued many people.

“The rise of Yunlan City seems inevitable,” someone standing on the barren plain said softly.

“For countless years, Yunteng Wasteland has been without any ripples. Now, with the turmoil in the Immortal Domain, the rise of Yunlan City might just be the beginning.

“Sometimes, taking the first step means taking the lead in every subsequent step.

If Yunlan City can truly capitalize on this momentum, it will become a desirable place,” another person nodded, his eyes gleaming with profound wisdom.

“Let’s not rush to conclusions. Invincible Han still has many challenges to face,” someone else said, hesitating as they looked ahead.

“The Essence Demon Sect? Yes, that’s indeed a powerful force.”

Since the Essence Demon Sect was a demonic sect, they would undoubtedly act according to their demonic style

If their 100,000 troops were killed without recovering their reputation, they wouldn’t be worthy of being called a demonic sect.

Although there was no news in Guanyue City, there were many rumors outside the city.

The experts of the Essence Demon Sect had already arrived, waiting for Invincible Han halfway.

“Do you think Invincible Han intentionally led the large group to move forward, knowing that the Essence Denon Dao Sect would ambush them halfway?” someone furrowed their brows and asked softly.

No one knew the answer to this question.

In theory, Yunlan Sword Immortal could have directly flown back to Yunlan City with his sword, covering the 80,000 miles in just half a day.

But now, he was leading so many cultivators towards Yunlan City

To him, this was a burden.

“It depends on whether he can make it back to Yunlan City alive.”

Surviving the journey back to Yunlan City.

That was what many people were thinking.

As long as Invincible Han could cross the wilderness and return to Yunlan City, relying on the city’s defensive strength, he could firmly establish his position in the Yunteng Wasteland and become a prominent figure in the region.

The return journey to Yunlan City was not slow.

They covered a distance of 20,000 miles in one day.

Three consecutive days passed, leaving only 20,000 miles before reaching Yunlan City. Just when all the cultivators who followed Han Muye let out a sigh of relief, the people from the Essence Demon Sect finally appeared.

There were only four of them.

Four figures, each wearing dark green robes, stood in front of the grand path, blocking the way.

“Invincible Han, you should know why we’re here.”

The thin Daoist in the lead Daoist spoke first, his gaze falling on Han Muye behind him as he said calmly, “The lives of these 100,000 people rest on your shoulders.”

As his voice fell, black streams of light rose within a hundred miles.

And faint red halos began to converge.

“I spent a lot of effort to set up a resentful array here to gather the resentment of the 100,000 Dao Soldiers of my Essence Demon Sect that you killed.

“These 100,000 people will be refined into Dao Soldier puppets for me. You can return to Yunlan City alone.

“Or, you die, and they can leave.”

Within a hundred miles, resentment gathered.

Several of the powerful Heavenly Immortals among the 100,000 cultivators who had followed Han Muye soared into the air and struck the resentment with their immortal light.

“Boom!”

However, the resentment just rolled and swallowed the power of their immortal light.

Even the power of the Heavenly Immortals couldn’t disperse the resentment.

“If the Resentment Array could be broken like this, my reputation as a Prime Demon and Demon Slayer would have long dissipated in the wasteland.” The thin Daoist smiled and looked at Han Muye.

“I’ll give you 10 breaths to consider.

“You can try to see if your Thunderbolt Light can break through the resentment.”

When Han Muye killed these 100,000 troops, he had used the power of Thunderbolt Light.

The Thunderbolt Light was one of the strongest forces in the world, capable of annihilating illusions.

Resentment belonged to the power of illusions and should be vulnerable to Thunderbolt Light..

“Resentment Array? This is a well-known array formation of the Essence Demon Sect.” Sun Jihu, who had been following Han Muye, had a solemn expression.

“This guy’s name is Tu Rensi. He’s skilled in setting up killing formations and is well-known as a grandmaster of formations in the wasteland.”

Sun Jihu stared at the smiling Tu Rensi and spoke in a low voice.

Han Muye nodded, his gaze falling on the surging resentment, but he didn’t make a move.

“They died because of the lightning. If I use lightning again today, this Resentment Array will probably only really be activated, right?” Han Muye’s words made the expressions of the four people opposite him change.

The Resentment Array attracted the resentment of 100,000 dead people, so it was not really strong.

However, Han Muye was the source of this grievance. If he used lightning to break through the resentment, it would trigger an abnormal change in the resentment, making it genuinely troublesome.

From then on, whether he was cultivating or fighting, he would unknowingly be entangled and affected by the resentment.

This was the scheme of the Essence Demon Sect.

Unfortunately, Han Muye didn’t fall for their trap; instead, he saw through their intentions with just a few words.

“Besides, do you think those who dare to ambush me here would only have this one trick up their sleeves?”

Han Muye’s gaze moved beyond the four experts of the Essence Demon Sect and landed ahead. “Isn’t Senior Void Refinement going to show himself?”

Void Refinement!

The Essence Demon Sect actually sent a Void Refinement Heaven Immortal expert!

“Hehe, indeed worthy of the name Peerless Sword Immortal. Your keen perception is truly impressive,” a voice echoed in the void ahead, and then a young man dressed in a blue robe with a black longsword on his back stepped out.

“To be renowned for the way of the sword is also quite rare,” the young man looked at the sword case on Han Muye’s back, shaking his head with a tinge of regret.

“Unfortunately, you shouldn’t have taken my Essence Demon Sect lightly.”

With that, the young man unsheathed his sword.

A chilling aura shot out, piercing through the distance.

“Remember, it was Zhan Tianming from the Essence Demon Sect who killed you, Invincible Han!”

The voice and the sword arrived together, aiming straight for the space between Han Muye’s eyebrows.

This sword strike was incredibly fast, leaving behind numerous illusory afterimages.

“Zhan Tianming?

“Good sword technique.”

Han Muye murmured softly, his gaze fixed on the sword’s edge, yet he still didn’t make a move.

However, a green sword edge appeared on his forehead.

“Clang—”

The two swords collided, and the sword edge conjured by Han Muye disappeared, while Zhan Tianming’s sword was knocked back.

He raised his hand and gripped the sword, but before he could make another move, he heard Han Muye’s voice.

“Choosing to set up a formation of resentment and then suppressing with sword techniques was a mistake.”

Zhan Tianming looked up and saw golden light shimmering on Han Muye.

A faint voice sounded.

“How many years has it been since I conferred the title of deity with the Great Spirit?

“Then let’s do it again.”

As soon as he finished speaking, the golden Great Spirit turned into a long scroll.

‘Deity Roll Call’!