These days, whether it was Han Muye displaying his unparalleled swordsmanship or the incredibly powerful physical strength of Huang Zhenxiong, both left a deep impression.
These two were truly talented individuals.
Even the phantoms in the Heavenly Cycle Battlefield were anticipating the collision between these two.
However, the current scene left people somewhat dissatisfied.
If it weren’t for the deliberate arrangement of the Divine Source Heavenly Palace, the combination of Han Muye and Huang Zhenxiong would have been the most spectacular and powerful in this Grand Summit.
“How about I just concede?” Han Muye looked at Huang Zhenxiong and spoke loudly.
Concede?
If Han Muye conceded at this moment, not only would all the bets on him be cleared, but the odds of a trillion divine crystals would no longer exist.
Outside the Divine Source Heavenly Palace’s light screen, the mood among the strong was complex.
On one hand, they hoped Han Muye would withdraw directly to preserve the wealth of their Divine Source Heavenly Palace.
On the other hand, they even more hoped that Huang Zhenxiong would take action and kill Han Muye to dispel the hatred in their hearts.
“Concede?”
Huang Zhenxiong glared, shouting loudly, “You think I can’t afford to lose?”
He couldn’t afford to lose…
Perhaps Huang Zhenxiong could afford to lose, but the Divine Source Heavenly Palace might not.
Many people had a strange feeling in their hearts.
What would happen if Huang Zhenxiong lost?
Would the Divine Source Heavenly Palace really offer up all those trillion divine crystals in resources?
Could they afford to lose?
“In that case, let’s settle the victory or defeat with one battle.” Han Muye chuckled, and a long sword appeared in his hand.
The gleaming sword thrust forward.
Before Huang Zhenxiong could attack, several figures descended and stood in front of Han Muye.
Peak Immortal Lords.
All of them were peak Immortal Lords.
The five peak Immortal Lord experts blocked Han Muye’s sword light.
“Clang—
The long sword recoiled.
But at the moment the long sword flew, sword lights shot out from the sheath behind Han Muye.
Countless sword lights converged, forming a golden sword that thundered down below.
“Boom—n
A sword that spanned a thousand miles, shattering mountains and rivers!
Between heaven and earth, the sword light illuminated everything!
This mighty sword made the cultivators outside the light screen change their expressions.