1324 How Strong Is He?! (4)

When the power of the Nether River re-converged, Han Muye could see another trace of power quietly surging in Huang Six’s body.

The reciprocation of the power of heaven and earth, the bestowal of luck.

The world of cultivation was really strange.

Han Muye looked up above his head.

A purplish-red halo emitting golden light seemed to be blinding.

He shook his head with a bitter smile.

It was no wonder that so many Immortal Lords were extremely kind to him when he was in the Fuyu Immortal World.

Who would be unkind to such vibrant luck?

They had thought he had some special qualities.

No, his good fortune was his special quality.

Without looking at how Huang Lao Liu was fighting fiercely, Han Muye focused his attention on the golden sails scattered ahead.

At this moment, he could sense the changes in the Soul Power on the sails.

Gathering souls.

Condensing souls.

This power seemed to be similar to the power of the divine path?

The Divine Rankings?

It was not that.

Thinking of the Divine Ranking List, Han Muye suddenly remembered the golden-armored warriors he had seen in the short sword earlier.

Those massive golden-armored figures had surges of divine power on them.

Not just divine power.

Or rather, at the end of cultivation, would one inevitably be touched by the divine path?

Then what was the god clan?

Han Muye felt as if he was about to see through the fog, but he couldn’t quite grasp it.

It was probably because his level was not high enough.

For example, the power of the calamity was not something he could study now.

Even if he had already grasped a trace of it, he did not dare to analyze it deeply.

Unknowingly, the fleet had been traveling for dozens of days.

According to Qu Qian and the other elders who were presiding over the Nether River Boat, this trip through the Chaotic Killing Reef was the smoothest and easiest in thousands of years.

It was unknown if it was luck or Huang Six’s strength, but there were no real difficult battles along the way.

Han Muye didn’t go to the ninth floor to observe anymore. Instead, he meditated and comprehended the power of laws in his cabin.

Even if he could comprehend one-billionth of this level of power, it would be greatly beneficial to his future cultivation.

“Boom—”

The ship shook, and Han Muye woke up from his meditative state. He raised his hand and dispersed the array light around him. With a move, he appeared outside the cabin.

As soon as he left the cabin, he frowned.

What was imprinted in his eyes was clearly a grayish-black mixed with a pale aura.

It was deathly silent and dull.

This was not a place governed by the power of the Nether River.

The golden light barrier outside the fleet was smashed by the black fist imprints, as if it would shatter at any moment.

Not far ahead, Huang Six rode the Bone-Eating Beast in the Black Demon Armor and stuck close to the Nether River Boat. He waved the two war spears in his hands and sent the pale beast flying.

These beasts had wolf heads and were covered in black scales. They looked like bones and had immense strength.

Its black claws and teeth had blood-red eyes, and each of its bodies was 100 feet long. Its long tail swayed, causing waves and blood to surge.

The main reason was that there were especially many of them, densely packed, blocking the waterway ahead.

The 18 Nether River Boats had already stopped, their sails half lowered.

In Han Muye’s eyes, he could see intertwining forces tearing at each other in front of him.

The Nether River’s power seemed to be under siege, retreating in defeat.

He quickly stepped into the cabin on the ninth floor. Qu Qian and the others were all there.

However, at this moment, everyone’s expressions became more and more solemn as they stared at the void ahead.

They could not see those auras, but they could also feel the suppression between heaven and earth.

As ferrymen of the Nether River, their connection to the Nether River seemed to be cut off.

This made them uneasy.

“Why did you deviate from the course?” Han Muye looked at Qu Qian and asked in a low voice.

His words stunned Qu Qian and the other Guardian Elder.

“Off course? There’s no way in or out of the Holy City. We’re all following the guidance of the Nether River Boat…” Qu Qian whispered and turned to look at the sail in front of him.

Han Muye looked up and saw that the golden stream of light on the sail had dimmed significantly.

This was the result of being suppressed by forces outside the Nether River.

The Nether River’s power was weakened?

Who could do this?

Han Muye looked at the various auras interweaving in the void in front of him, his expression slightly solemn.

In a battle of such strength, one could die if they were not careful.

“Boom—”

A 1,000-feet-long skeleton snake sprang out of the water. Its long body swayed, and its long tail smashed fiercely towards the bow of the ship.

Huang Six shouted in a low voice. Luo Ren and the others on the bow of the ship flew up and collided with the bone snake’s body with their weapons.

There was a loud explosion, and shattered bones flew down. Their bodies were also knocked back to the deck.

Huang Six, who had pulled himself out, shouted and flew up. He stabbed the giant snake’s head on both sides with his spears and twisted it off.

With another advanced shout, he flung the snake’s head out with both guns and landed on the deck.

Instantly, the Nether River Boat was filled with cheers.

“Fellow Daoist Zhenxiong is indeed powerful,” Qu Qian muttered, but his expression did not look much better.

Only the ferrymen above the ninth floor knew that the fleet had chosen the wrong route and what awaited them.

The chaotic battle did not stop. It was difficult for the 18 Nether River Boats to advance. The guarding Elders on each ship communicated and had no choice but to alternate between the ships to break through the obstruction with a buffer space.

This gave Huang Six and the cultivators on the ship more time to catch their breath.

Huang Six did not mind, but most of the people on the ship were cultivators who had lost their combat strength. He was already relieved to be able to cultivate for a while longer.

When Han Muye came to the deck from the nine-story cabin, Huang Six and the others were finding places to rest and recuperate.

Feng Yi and Patriarch Tao Ran had previously refined many pills. Now that they took them out, they immediately caused a commotion as many people clamored for them.

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