“Is this Xiang Liuyun so incompetent? He can’t even defeat this Han Muye!’ Several people scolded in front of the Divine Source Heavenly Palace’s light curtain.
How could an Immortal Venerable be so incompetent? “Submit?” Xiang Liuyun gritted his teeth and retreated.
“You’re not worthy! ”
His body moved, and he flashed backward.
Han Muye’s strength was too strange. He was not an Immortal Venerable, but his control over flames was especially strange.
Had this person also comprehended the rules of fire, perhaps even surpassing him?
Seeing Xiang Liuyun retreat quickly, Han Muye smiled.
He raised his hand and suddenly threw out the flames in his palm.
“Boom—”
The flame’s speed was extremely fast, swung from the left, landing on a 50-mile mountain peak 300 miles away.
The figure standing in the arena trembled. He raised his hand with all his might and stabbed out with the spear in his hand.
The spear collided with the flames, and the flames scattered.
The arena shook and collapsed. Then, a light barrier rose.
The light shield covered the mountains and peaks where Han Muye and the others were.
Xiang Liuyun, who had already rushed beyond the mountains, slammed into the light shield, a trace of confusion flashing across his face.
On the other side, Immortal Lord Zhu Min of the Heavenly Dao Sect, holding a long spear, and more than a hundred Immortal Lords behind him, stared intently at Han Muye.
When three platforms collided, a light shield appeared. Either submit or fight to the death.
Turning slowly, Xiang Liuyun looked at Immortal Lord Zhu Min.
They came from the Divine Realm together, so even though they were not from the same sect, they were still familiar with each other.
“Let’s join forces.” Xiang Liuyun spoke softly.
Immortal Lord Zhu Min nodded, took a deep breath, and pointed his spear at
Han Muye.
Han Muye nodded and raised his hand.
“Left flank, suppress, right flank, full attack.”
As he spoke, thousands of Immortal Lords split into two groups, flying forward, and streams of immortal light crashed down.
Han Muye stood in place, loudly saying, “Hit them hard, keep hitting until they submit!”
Han Muye smiled, but it made Xiang Liuyun’s heart sink.
“If they refuse to submit, today you will witness the slaughter of an Immortal Venerable.
“I’ll hold the fort for you. They won’t turn the tide..”