“Zhang Chenyang, follow me and lead 10,000 Jin clansmen to stay and obstruct the enemy.
“We have to prevent those humans from attacking the army and reduce their chances of entering the third level of the secret ground.”
The Golden Crow True Spirit on Han Muye’s body rose and advanced.
Shang Zhenyu cupped fists and Zhang Chenyang nodded heavily.
“Leave all the ninth-level Essence Spirits behind. Those below the eighth-level will follow Shang Zhenyu into the second-level secret ground first! ”
With that, Han Muye turned to look at Shang Zhenyu and lowered his voice. “The second floor might encounter the human army.
“Zhang Yu might have already died.”
If Zhang Yu had died, the second level would face a challenge with 20,000 human troops and two human True Spirits. Shang Zhenyu leading 50,000 troops would have to fight them and qualify to enter the next level, making it difficult.
“Don’t worry.” Shang Zhenyu nodded, his face flashing with a blazing light, “l promise to complete the mission.”
The 50,000-strong army quickly gathered, and the ninth-level Essence Spirit powerhouses stayed behind.
Zhang Chenyang and Han Muye stood side by side.
In front of the mountain peak, the human army had already rushed over.
Han Muye let out a low shout. The Primordial Chaos Armor on his body shone, and his body transformed into a thousand-foot-long golden-armored general.
The Golden Crow True Spirit attached itself to the golden armor and condensed into a flaming cloak. The longsword in its hand appeared and condensed with the True Spirit Bone.
The golden-armored warrior took a step forward and slashed down with his sword.
At this moment, no sword move could compare to this pure slash.
If it was outside the Ruins Realm, an Immortal Realm could be directly cut in half.
In the sky above the human battle formation, the body of the general that had also gathered was slashed into pieces.
The four True Spirit Realm experts had no choice but to fly up, their weapons colliding with Han Muye’s sword.
“Boom—”
Thousands of golden lights shattered.
Endless proficiency light flashed.
The sword in Han Muye’s hand carried the power to topple mountains and overturn seas as it slashed through the world in front of him.
Although the human army and the four True Spirits were barely able to block this sword, it also caused the morale of the army to instantly plummet.
Han Muye shouted loudly.
It was not that he had not killed before.
On the contrary, he could condense the Slaughter Sword and once controlled monstrous killing power.
At this moment, he no longer held back. He slashed with the longsword in his hand, and every strike caused space to tremble.
Zhang Chenyang and the 10,000-strong army behind him followed closely behind and attacked the human battle formation with all their might.