Invite the spirit-armored demon clan to come to the practice world.

And let the innocent souls in the endless sea explode.

Each of these two things is an evil deed that brings disaster to all living beings in the spiritual world, and is a disaster that causes countless practitioners to perish.

Only truly evil people, those who are truly enemies of the spiritual world, would do this kind of thing.

But Han Muye, the successor to the God Emperor, the number one person in this world, and the person responsible for the future of the entire spiritual world, did it all.

And he did it so calmly.

Bai Zeyu frowned slightly but did not speak.

His cultivation and identity did not qualify him to criticize Han Muye.

"So there are some things that can only be seen clearly from that position." Ancestor Bai Ze glanced at Bai Zeyu and said softly.

"What Swordsman Makino needs to consider is the prosperity of the entire practice world. Only by maintaining constant external enemies and continuous hard work can we ensure that strong people emerge in large numbers."

"A comfortable life cannot create a strong person."

A strong person can achieve success only after going through hardships and hardships.

It is absolutely impossible to cultivate truly strong people just by accumulating resources.

Bai Zeyu nodded. He knew that what his ancestor said was right, but he just felt uncomfortable from his perspective.

Han Muye did not explain.

No need to explain.

He has his reasons for doing these things.

Unknowingly, he was no longer the little swordsman in Xijiang back then.

He is the Sword Ancestor of Makino, the master of the Sword Pavilion, the Prime Minister of the Tianxuan Kingdom, and the Supreme Elder of the Yuling Dao Sect.

His words, deeds, and decisions are all related to the life and death of countless practitioners in the spiritual world.

If he were still the young monk from Western Xinjiang, Han Muye would choose to devote more resources to pave the way for more practitioners.

But now, he won't.

Instead, he needs to create more difficulties for the spiritual world.

Only the strong who fight their way out can be unafraid of any challenge.

Standing in today's realm, many things that are unreasonable in the spiritual world feel reasonable.

For example, why the spirit-armored demon clan had not been wiped out back then? For example, even though the divine court was high, there were still constant wars everywhere.

Also, why are the low-level disciples of each sect so exhausted, and the lives of countless low-level practitioners will be lost on the road of cultivation.

Use the lives of countless low-level practitioners to pave the way for the strong.

Perhaps, this is very cold-blooded.

But now when Han Muye made such a decision, he no longer had any trouble in his heart.

"boom--"

With a swing of the sword, the town where auras were intertwined was directly split into cracks.

Han Muye's sword was unsheathed, and Jia Wu on the side narrowed his eyes and trembled slightly.

Ancestor Bai Ze looked solemn, and the golden light flashed in his eyes.

With one sword, the powerful seal of the city was broken.

Han Muye's swordsmanship has reached this level!

One after another, the spirit-armored demon clan figures rushed out and were stunned when they saw Han Muye and others in front of them.

Shui Yue'er flew up and landed in front of the old man wearing black scale armor.

She bowed her hands and whispered.

The old man's expression changed, and he turned around to look at the crack that was cut open by a sword. Then he nodded and stood aside carefully.

"Let's go."

Han Muye's eyes fell on the spirit-armored demon clan, looked at Jia Wu, and said calmly: "The spirit-armored demon clan needs a restraint."

Jia Wu nodded, moved, and rushed into the crack in the void.

Han Muye flew into it.

Ancestor Bai Ze turned back to look at Bai Zeyu and Shui Yue'er.

Bai Zeyu and Shui Yue'er looked at each other with complicated expressions on their faces and bowed to Ancestor Bai Ze.

"Haha, I have been practicing for countless thousands of years, and I have long looked down upon the honor and disgrace of life and death."

"This life is enough to be free."

Ancestor Bai Ze waved his hand, and a golden spiritual bead flew out of his palm and landed in front of Bai Zeyu.

This bead is agile, with mysterious power flashing on it.

As long as your eyes fall on the beads, you will feel dizzy and your mind will seem to be absorbed by them.

"This is the inherited treasure of my Bai Ze clan. Remember, don't look at what you shouldn't see, and don't talk about what you can't say." Ancestor Bai Ze showed a trace of reluctance in his eyes, smiled slightly, turned around and stepped in.

crack.

Bai Zeyu stretched out his hand to hold the bead, and a halo of light flashed around his body. When he opened his hand, there was no bead left, only a trace of a closed eye in the palm of his hand.

"boom--"

Ahead, there was a roar and vibration in the void.

Shui Yue'er reached out and held Bai Zeyu's arm.

The spirit-armored monsters not far away raised their heads and looked at the void where the halo exploded.

At this time, the world behind the void has been directly suppressed by the dark atmosphere.

Behind Jia Wu, who was dressed in black robes, a shadow of a hundred feet appeared.

On the black crown, there are seven round mirrors with flashing black halos.

black light.

The dark atmosphere is revealed from these seven round mirrors, imprisoning the entire world.

"Let me see where these little miscellaneous fish are hiding." Ancestor Bai Ze stepped forward, his eyes bursting with golden light.

The golden light penetrates the darkness and shines straight ahead, seemingly penetrating the entire world.

"found it."

He whispered, and then a long golden arrow appeared in front of him and shot straight away.

Han Muye flashed and followed the arrow.

"boom--"

In the sky, thunder flashed.

That was the wrath of heaven in this world, bringing down thunder and calamity.

The lightning gathered into a dragon and hit the seven round mirrors on the crown behind Jia Wu.

But before the thunder dragon descended, Han Muye in front had already drawn his sword.

"Stab-"

A sword.

The sword slashed down from the sky, triggering the surrounding spiritual energy to turn into sword lights, blasting the thunder dragon into countless pieces.

The thunderclouds in the sky were still twisting and converging. Suddenly, a body of a Kui Niu appeared behind Han Muye. It raised its head to the sky and roared, swallowing up all the thunder in the sky in one mouthful.

The inheritance of Kui Niu’s bloodline is no weaker than the inheritance of the Baxia beast.

Han Muye has rarely used this inheritance all this time, because Ba Xia has been refined with his true body and his power has become more solid.

Now that Ba Xia's physical strength is no longer used, he will use Kui Niu. On the one hand, he will become more familiar with the fighting methods, and on the other hand, it will be more useful against the thunder of heaven.

Swallowing the lightning in one gulp, the Kui Niu behind Han Muye was covered in lightning and turned into a golden armor draped around his body.

Breaking through the thunder, Han Muye followed the long arrow in front of him. The huge Kui Niu phantom turned into gold, and his body was covered with thunder and golden armor shining.

This chapter is not finished yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content! Every time the thunder and light in the sky gather, the Kui Niu roars up to the sky and engulfs it.

Swallowing the lightning, triggering the interweaving of electricity and light all over the body, one impact directly broke the shackles of heaven and earth.

"Stab-"

Han Muye thrust out his sword, and the green sword light pierced the vast blue sea below.

Under the calm sea water, there was a sudden turmoil.

Streams of blood spurted up from under the sea like a spring.
To be continued...