Han Muye Enters the Imperial City

The fist collided with the long sword. The huge force shook and then turned into thousands of vibrations.

Every time the sword vibrated, its power would decrease a little.

Han Muye's eyes shone coldly.

What Deity King? His Sword Dao cultivation is only so-so!

Attaining the Dao through incense and leaving their dojo, their combat strength would be inferior to that of Confucian cultivators.

Moreover, these so-called Deity Kings did not cultivate their own temperaments.

Of the 18 Deity Kings, only five of them were truly powerful.

The others were just for show.

"Boom!"

The sword shattered, and Han Muye took a step back.

"Divine Dao methods are nothing much," Han Muye shouted coldly, his battle intent surging like a tide.

Now, with the power of the divine beast, Baxia, his body could carry an entire world. This powerhouse from the No Resentment Realm could not take him down!