Han Muye also had a faint sense of sword intent that gathered and solidified.

This is inside the dam, where spiritual energy and soul power are blocked. Even if he faces a peak power, Han Muye is not afraid of a fight.

With his divine beast domination clone and his swordsmanship skills, he is still capable of fighting against such a powerful person.

In the void, the atmosphere suddenly became solemn.

A trace of violent energy intertwined, and the chaotic power in the dam began to vibrate.

It seems that just one spark can set this whole world on fire.

After a while.

The expression on Marquis Zhenyang's face slowly changed from cold and stern to peaceful, and the aura on his body also dissipated.

"Yes, you are very cautious."

Marquis Zhenyang looked at Han Muye and spoke softly.

Han Muye's aura was steady and he didn't speak.

In front of an ancient divine court warlord, no matter how cautious you are, it is right to be cautious.

"You have seen the God Emperor's sword before, so you don't care about it, right?"

"In that case, I tell you that as long as you send the sword and the prince to Wenqu, your Tianxuan will be invincible."

Looking at Han Muye, Marquis Zhenyang narrowed his eyes with a glimmer of light.

"Behind the Guyun Galaxy is the army that Uncle Cao Yi was in charge of back then."

"Cao Yi is in the Guyun Galaxy."

Cao Yi, the uncle of the state, is the uncle of the prince Shenting.

If the prince is in Tianxuan, Cao Yi's army will certainly ensure Tianxuan's safety.

Although Han Muye could only see a corner of the ancient cloud galaxy's power, it was already very powerful.

If Guyun Galaxy supports Tianxuan World, it may really change the situation of the Taoist struggle.

After Zhenyang Hou finished speaking, he stared at Han Muye.

Han Muye looked solemn and pondered for a long time before whispering: "Do you really mean what the Marquis said?"

Marquis Zhenyang nodded and solemnly said: "Seriously."

Borrow the power of Gu Yun Galaxy?

Have thought about it before.

Han Muye's spiritual thoughts moved slightly, and he spoke again: "Master Hou, since the prince is living in the Guyun Galaxy, why doesn't uncle Cao Yiguo look for him personally?"

"With my uncle's power, is it not difficult to support the crown prince?"

The Guyun Galaxy has always had great power, but it did not have a great cause.

They often cross the dam to attack the place where the ancient gods fell, just to restore the glory of the divine court.

If the prince is here, why bother to attack? Just support the prince directly.

Hearing Han Muye's words, Marquis Zhenyang smiled softly: "If the prince was found so easily, he would have been killed by those people in the three days of Xianyuan World."

Raising his hand, a black long sword appeared in his palm.

Marquis Zhenyang handed the long sword to Han Muye: "With this sword, whenever you meet the prince, you will feel it."

Seeing Han Muye looking at him, Marquis Zhenyang said softly: "The cause and effect of heaven are hard to find, but I think you can find him."

Things in this world are all about chance.

Han Muye is a man of great luck.

Han Muye's eyes fell on the black sword.

Xuanyang Sword.

He had seen the appearance of this sword since he was at the Jiuxuan Mountain Sword Pavilion.

In Tianxuan World, everyone in Xuanyang Guard carries this sword.

The spiritual patterns incorporated into this sword were drawn by Wen Xiang himself and can discern people's hearts.

Perhaps, it’s not just about discerning people’s hearts, but also discerning people?

Reaching out and taking the sword, Han Muye nodded and said, "Okay, I will do my best to find the prince and take him back to Tianxuan."

Marquis Zhenyang chuckled and turned to look into the distance: "We are all old, and this world is yours after all."

"If the Divine Court is rebuilt, you will be able to guarantee it."

Han Muye didn't care about the credit for the protection.

However, if this prince can save Tianxuan and ensure that Tianxuan wins in the Taoist struggle, then that is what he wants.

Watching Han Muye leave, the smile on Marquis Zhenyang's face faded and he said calmly: "Listen carefully, from now on you will put all your thoughts and power on him."

The green hills beneath his feet shook, as if in response.

When they left Qingshan thousands of miles away, Han Mu's head felt solemn.

It was impossible for him to believe everything that Marquis Zhenyang said.

Did Marquis Zhenyang really want to find the prince to rebuild the divine court, or was he looking for the prince to enter the land of Taoism and be sacrificed?

He kept walking, raised his hand, and a black sword appeared in his palm.

Xuanyang Sword.

This Xuanyang Sword may contain the answer you need.

Without coercing his spiritual thoughts, Han Muye directly poured the sword energy into it.

If Marquis Zhenyang had other thoughts, he must have tampered with the sword and penetrated it with his spiritual thoughts. If there was a trap, Han Muye would suffer.

Sword energy, a loss is a loss.

The sword energy entered the sword body, and Han Muye's body shook slightly.

This Xuanyang Sword turned out to be an immortal treasure-level sword.

The whole body of the sword is made of Xuanyang gold marrow, and it took 120,000 kilograms of Xuanyang gold marrow to refine this sword.

Although this sword was refined in this world, it also used methods from the fairy world, and many of the spiritual materials were brought from the fairy world by the God Emperor.

This is the sword that the God Emperor made for himself.

However, the God Emperor did not wear this sword, and the sword was always hidden in the Divine Court.

Later, the divine court collapsed and the sword was taken away by Marquis Zhenyang.

In the picture, going around and around, the sword is basically in the dam.

No secrets?

A smile appeared on Han Muye's face.

There is no secret, that is the greatest secret.

The ancient powers have many means, and it is normal to tamper with the memory in the sword.

But as long as it is tampered with, there will be traces.

These traces cannot be seen by outsiders, but they are visible to him, Han Muye.

With his full level of understanding, as long as he carefully examines it, he will definitely be able to see through the mystery.

Running among the dams, Han Muye kept searching for the tampered images in the long sword. The sword energy turned into sword intent, and then a trace of immortal energy was poured into the sword body.

"Buzz——"

There was a shaking sound, and the scene in the sword body was completely different!

"Your Majesty, leave quickly, those rebellious ministers have already attacked the Divine Court!" A loud shout came from the magnificent hall.

"Haha, let's go?"

"I am the God Emperor, how could I abandon the Divine Court?"

The voice was deep and deep, with a hint of sadness and loneliness.

There is no figure visible in the picture, but you can guess that it is the God Emperor.

"Du Quan, can I trust you?"

In the main hall, a voice sounded.

"Your Majesty, I will never give up even if I die!" Marquis Zhenyang's voice was firm and filled with sadness.

"Okay, you will protect the prince and go to his uncle. If I fall, you will support the prince and rebuild the divine court."

An eighty-nine-year-old boy wearing a bright yellow robe was brought to the Marquis of Zhenyang, who was wearing black armor. The Xuanyang Sword was tied behind the boy's back.

This chapter is not finished yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content! Zhenyang Hou led a team of guards to rush out of the divine court, and was pursued by all parties. He fought his way out and finally left.
To be continued...