938, Junior Brother Han's way of the sword is truly as profound as the ocean.

Before everyone, Han Muye held a three-foot-long sword with a dull gray edge, dragging the sword as he walked forward.

He was heading toward the valley ahead!

That was the path to the sealed area underground, a route that led to the endless gathering place of demon beasts!

Upon entering the valley, there would be no more suppression by the power of the Great Pantheon Plane, but neither would there be the protection of the power of heaven and earth's Origin.

To step into the land swarming with demon beasts, let alone Han Muye, a cultivator of only the Prime Origin Realm, even those of the Life and Death Realm or Heavenly Secret Realm would not be able to return alive without a powerful being leading the expedition.

"Han Muye, what are you doing!" Wang Zhenhai roared softly, gripping his sword tightly, his eyes widened, ready to step forward and stop Han Muye.