1307 Nether River Ferrymen (3)
With the power of the Immortal Source World, it was very difficult to completely swallow this connection with the Immortal World.
It would take time.
Han Muye was in no hurry.
He only wanted to let the cultivators of the Immortal Source World experience the cruelty of the Immortal World battles in advance.
Turning around, he quietly left the battlefield and entered the already stable Immortal Worldly Array.
He returned to the Immortal Source World and went straight to the Nine Mystic Sword Pavilion.
After the battle against the Immortal Lords, he had accumulated and consolidated enough strength.
His soul was already at the Zenith Heaven Realm.
His body had long surpassed the Golden Immortal realm and was firmly in the intermediate Zenith Heaven realm.
The strongest was actually his Sword Dao cultivation.
This kind of comprehension had already reached a level that he did not even dare to imagine.
However, because of the division of his two primordial spirits, his cultivation had become his shortcoming.
Otherwise, his cultivation would have long broken through the Void Transformation Realm and entered the Golden Immortal realm.
For a whole decade, Han Muye hadn’t stepped out of the Sword Pavilion.
Apart from Mu Wan and Yunjin occasionally visiting, the rest of the time was spent studying swordsmanship with Mo Yuan.
After mastering the Return of 10,000 Swords, even heaven and earth became his swords.
When his swordsmanship reached the pinnacle, every step was a scene.
Ten years later, Mo Yuan left with a long laugh.
Han Muye also walked out of the Nine Mystic Sword Pavilion.
Outside the Sword Pavilion, he met someone he had not seen for a long time.
Bai Suzhen, who was wearing a green robe, exuded a hint of demonic aura.
“Sword Ancestor Muye.” Bai Suzhen looked at Han Muye and bowed slightly with a complicated expression.
Han Muye smiled and waved his hand, saying softly, “Why does Storeowner Bai appear so distant from me?”
He pointed to the familiar faces in the Sword Pavilion behind him, “You can see that many of the people here in my Sword Pavilion are acquaintances, and Storeowner Bai should recognize most of them.”
Bai Suzhen nodded.
She had already met Huang Six and Lin Shen before.
It was because of these old acquaintances that she had waited for some time.
“Since Han Senior Brother cherishes old friendships, I’ll be straightforward.” Bai Suzhen sighed lightly and handed a black jade plaque to Han Muye.
“My father was lost in the Nether River.”
The Nether River?
Han Muye took the jade plaque and stared at the blood-red patterns on it, scenes of illusions appearing before him.
In the abyss of heaven and earth, there were shadow fiends and demons.
The Nether River was the source and end of the power of death in the world.
The Nether River was beneath the Endless Sea.
That was a world that belonged to the shadow demonic cultivators.
Immortal Venerable Minghe.
Han Muye understood.
The Nether River was the place where Immortal Venerable Minghe had fallen. It was the manifestation of the Venerable’s legacy.
He did not expect Minghe’s message to appear in front of him.
Wasn’t He Qi, who was connected to the Immortal Realm, here for the Nether River?
“When did Senior Li Mu lose his life in the Nether River?”
Han Muye held the jade token and asked.
Bai Suzhen sighed softly and recounted her father’s experiences.
Although the Heavenly Mystic World experts didn’t admit it, they had to admit that there was an insurmountable mountain in the world of cultivation that couldn’t be moved.
That mountain was Han Muye.
Sword Ancestor Muye.
Such an expert who dominated the past and present made the cultivators who were in the same world as him unable to raise their heads.
Li Mubai had thought this way since he started from the Western Frontier.
Later on, he had also been looking for ways to increase his strength.
Over the years, his cultivation had indeed increased a lot.
According to Bai Suzhen, Li Mubai had already cultivated to the Half-Sage realm.
Demonic Half-Sage.
His cultivation was already formidable.
However, compared to Han Muye, it was really too inferior.
A hundred years ago, Han Muye returned and raised the level of the entire Immortal Source World to the Immortal World.
This was a huge blow to Li Mubai.
The jade plaque in Han Muye’s hand was related to Li Mubai and was a treasure that could sense his current situation.
From the intermittent vibrations transmitted by the jade plaque, it seemed that Li Mubai was in a very bad situation.
Judging from the vibration of the intermittent power transmitted from the jade token, Li Mubai was probably in a bad state.
“Do you want me to go to the Nether River?” Han Muye asked, holding the jade pendant.
Bai Suzhen whispered, “I don’t have anything else to offer, so I can only shamelessly ask for your help.”
Perhaps only Han Muye had a chance to enter the Nether River and rescue Li Mubai.
Other powerful figures might be able to do it, but Bai Suzhen was powerless to persuade them.
Han Muye was an old friend after all.
“Alright.” Han Muye agreed decisively.
Bai Suzhen didn’t leave, and when Mu Wan arrived, they greeted each other with joy.
Mu Wan, Jin Yuan, and Bai Suzhen were currently in the Heavenly Mystic World, mainly researching various pills with Jiang Ming. They lived carefree lives.
Mu Wan and Bai Suzhen were also extremely emotional when they talked about the Nine Mystic Mountain.
Han Muye, on the other hand, found Huang Six.
“To the Nether River?” Huang Six shook his head.
“I’ve heard of that place. It’s the most chaotic place in the world. All kinds of fiendish demons run rampant there.”
“I’m not interested in that place.”
Huang Six looked at Han Muye and widened his eyes. “Why are you going there?”
“You don’t cultivate the demonic path.”
“If you go there, you’ll probably be surrounded.”
Han Muye nodded and said, “So I’ll ask Sixth Brother if he’s willing to go.”
“Just because of Li Mubai?” Huang Six frowned and said, “Although Shopkeeper Bai has some relationship with us, it’s not worth it for you to go to the River Styx for this.”
Han Muye took out the blood-red mist he had obtained from He Qu’s battle spear.
The place where the Immortal Venerable Minghe fell.
The legacy of an Immortal Venerable.
Huang Six chuckled, “I knew there must be a great benefit that could tempt you.”
He rubbed his chin, nodded and said, “Okay, I’ll go with you.”
—-
The Nether River was located beneath the Endless Sea.
They didn’t actually have to dive into the Endless sea, but rather, they had to penetrate the deep heavens and earth beneath it.
They would tear open the heavens and earth using a secret technique, and then use an object imbued with the power of the Nether River as a guide to enter the domain of the Nether River.
1307 Nether River Ferrymen (3)
With the power of the Immortal Source World, it was very difficult to completely swallow this connection with the Immortal World.
It would take time.
Han Muye was in no hurry.
He only wanted to let the cultivators of the Immortal Source World experience the cruelty of the Immortal World battles in advance.
Turning around, he quietly left the battlefield and entered the already stable Immortal Worldly Array.
He returned to the Immortal Source World and went straight to the Nine Mystic Sword Pavilion.
After the battle against the Immortal Lords, he had accumulated and consolidated enough strength.
His soul was already at the Zenith Heaven Realm.
His body had long surpassed the Golden Immortal realm and was firmly in the intermediate Zenith Heaven realm.
The strongest was actually his Sword Dao cultivation.
This kind of comprehension had already reached a level that he did not even dare to imagine.
However, because of the division of his two primordial spirits, his cultivation had become his shortcoming.
Otherwise, his cultivation would have long broken through the Void Transformation Realm and entered the Golden Immortal realm.
For a whole decade, Han Muye hadn’t stepped out of the Sword Pavilion.
Apart from Mu Wan and Yunjin occasionally visiting, the rest of the time was spent studying swordsmanship with Mo Yuan.
After mastering the Return of 10,000 Swords, even heaven and earth became his swords.
When his swordsmanship reached the pinnacle, every step was a scene.
Ten years later, Mo Yuan left with a long laugh.
Han Muye also walked out of the Nine Mystic Sword Pavilion.
Outside the Sword Pavilion, he met someone he had not seen for a long time.
Bai Suzhen, who was wearing a green robe, exuded a hint of demonic aura.
“Sword Ancestor Muye.” Bai Suzhen looked at Han Muye and bowed slightly with a complicated expression.
Han Muye smiled and waved his hand, saying softly, “Why does Storeowner Bai appear so distant from me?”
He pointed to the familiar faces in the Sword Pavilion behind him, “You can see that many of the people here in my Sword Pavilion are acquaintances, and Storeowner Bai should recognize most of them.”
Bai Suzhen nodded.
She had already met Huang Six and Lin Shen before.
It was because of these old acquaintances that she had waited for some time.
“Since Han Senior Brother cherishes old friendships, I’ll be straightforward.” Bai Suzhen sighed lightly and handed a black jade plaque to Han Muye.
“My father was lost in the Nether River.”
The Nether River?
Han Muye took the jade plaque and stared at the blood-red patterns on it, scenes of illusions appearing before him.
In the abyss of heaven and earth, there were shadow fiends and demons.
The Nether River was the source and end of the power of death in the world.
The Nether River was beneath the Endless Sea.
That was a world that belonged to the shadow demonic cultivators.
Immortal Venerable Minghe.
Han Muye understood.
The Nether River was the place where Immortal Venerable Minghe had fallen. It was the manifestation of the Venerable’s legacy.
He did not expect Minghe’s message to appear in front of him.
Wasn’t He Qi, who was connected to the Immortal Realm, here for the Nether River?
“When did Senior Li Mu lose his life in the Nether River?”
Han Muye held the jade token and asked.
Bai Suzhen sighed softly and recounted her father’s experiences.
Although the Heavenly Mystic World experts didn’t admit it, they had to admit that there was an insurmountable mountain in the world of cultivation that couldn’t be moved.
That mountain was Han Muye.
Sword Ancestor Muye.
Such an expert who dominated the past and present made the cultivators who were in the same world as him unable to raise their heads.
Li Mubai had thought this way since he started from the Western Frontier.
Later on, he had also been looking for ways to increase his strength.
Over the years, his cultivation had indeed increased a lot.
According to Bai Suzhen, Li Mubai had already cultivated to the Half-Sage realm.
Demonic Half-Sage.
His cultivation was already formidable.
However, compared to Han Muye, it was really too inferior.
A hundred years ago, Han Muye returned and raised the level of the entire Immortal Source World to the Immortal World.
This was a huge blow to Li Mubai.
The jade plaque in Han Muye’s hand was related to Li Mubai and was a treasure that could sense his current situation.
From the intermittent vibrations transmitted by the jade plaque, it seemed that Li Mubai was in a very bad situation.
Judging from the vibration of the intermittent power transmitted from the jade token, Li Mubai was probably in a bad state.
“Do you want me to go to the Nether River?” Han Muye asked, holding the jade pendant.
Bai Suzhen whispered, “I don’t have anything else to offer, so I can only shamelessly ask for your help.”
Perhaps only Han Muye had a chance to enter the Nether River and rescue Li Mubai.
Other powerful figures might be able to do it, but Bai Suzhen was powerless to persuade them.
Han Muye was an old friend after all.
“Alright.” Han Muye agreed decisively.
Bai Suzhen didn’t leave, and when Mu Wan arrived, they greeted each other with joy.
Mu Wan, Jin Yuan, and Bai Suzhen were currently in the Heavenly Mystic World, mainly researching various pills with Jiang Ming. They lived carefree lives.
Mu Wan and Bai Suzhen were also extremely emotional when they talked about the Nine Mystic Mountain.
Han Muye, on the other hand, found Huang Six.
“To the Nether River?” Huang Six shook his head.
“I’ve heard of that place. It’s the most chaotic place in the world. All kinds of fiendish demons run rampant there.”
“I’m not interested in that place.”
Huang Six looked at Han Muye and widened his eyes. “Why are you going there?”
“You don’t cultivate the demonic path.”
“If you go there, you’ll probably be surrounded.”
Han Muye nodded and said, “So I’ll ask Sixth Brother if he’s willing to go.”
“Just because of Li Mubai?” Huang Six frowned and said, “Although Shopkeeper Bai has some relationship with us, it’s not worth it for you to go to the River Styx for this.”
Han Muye took out the blood-red mist he had obtained from He Qu’s battle spear.
The place where the Immortal Venerable Minghe fell.
The legacy of an Immortal Venerable.
Huang Six chuckled, “I knew there must be a great benefit that could tempt you.”
He rubbed his chin, nodded and said, “Okay, I’ll go with you.”
—-
The Nether River was located beneath the Endless Sea.
They didn’t actually have to dive into the Endless sea, but rather, they had to penetrate the deep heavens and earth beneath it.
They would tear open the heavens and earth using a secret technique, and then use an object imbued with the power of the Nether River as a guide to enter the domain of the Nether River.
