989 Subduing the Great Demon in the Imperial Medicine Garden (3)

Han Muye held the identity token given to him by Murong Zheng in his hand, and the golden majestic aura merged with the spiritual energy, forming a golden silhouette.

With a heavenly jade crown on his head, wearing a golden robe, and a sword at his waist, he gazed straight ahead.

When the phantom appeared, the entire Left Imperial Capital shook, and countless divine sense power gathered.

Xia Zhenhu and others bowed and clasped their fists, and the tiger silhouette formed by the convergence of a thousand soldiers slowly lowered its head.

“Now what?”

“I want to open the Imperial Medicine Garden. Do you agree?”

Han Muye looked ahead and said calmly.

The spiritual light in the light formation of the Imperial Medicine Garden flickered, indicating the surging power of the great demons within.

“The return of the Divine Emperor, Your Majesty, it’s Your Majesty…” Some voices were filled with endless nostalgia and sighed.

“What does His Majesty have to do with us?” A voice sounded indifferent.

“The master of the Divine Court, we should submit to him.”

“Submit to what? Let him use us for alchemy?”

“How could that be? We have already transformed into demons. According to the rules of the Divine Court, demon spirits cannot be used for alchemy.”

…

There were noisy voices coming from the Imperial Medicine Garden, with constant debates among the great demons.

The light formation surged, but it did not open.

Han Muye stood in place, shook his head, and said, “I’ll give you 15 minutes.”

He couldn’t be blocked by the Imperial Medicine Garden.

As the inheritor of the Divine Emperor, if he couldn’t even enter an Imperial Medicinal Garden and couldn’t subdue it, then how could he go on to claim the remaining abandoned sites of the Divine Court?

The respect Xia Zhenhu and the others showed him mainly stemmed from their reverence for the Divine Emperor’s inheritance.

But that was far from enough. This kind of respect had no power to support it; it was like water without roots.

A quarter of an hour went by.

Han Muye’s voice echoed, causing a slight pause in the voices within the light formation.

“15 minutes? This array has been at a standstill for more than 15 minutes.”

“Your Majesty’s granting us a quarter of an hour is already merciful. Under the heavens, there is no place that is not ruled by a king…”

“The Divine Court is gone!”

The Divine Court was gone.

That was the fundamental truth.

Everyone knew that the Divine Court had already fallen, and now they were facing a person who possessed the Divine Emperor’s inheritance but whose true identity was still unknown.

Why should they hand over their lives and fortunes to someone like him?

In the cultivation world, strength spoke for itself!

“15 minutes have passed.”

Han Muye spoke softly.

“Buzz!”

Huang Zhihu Took a step forward, unsheathing her long sword. Behind her, the sword cultivators transformed their long swords into a single beam of light, forming a towering sword that filled the sky.

As long as Han Muye gave the command, this long sword would descend without hesitation.

The Royal Emblem Chart in Brother Six’s hand appeared again.

Gao Xiao Xuan raised the mountains and rivers brush in his hand.

Xia Zhenhu and the others exchanged glances, taking a step forward as the spiritual energy around them condensed into a single entity.

They only awaited the order.

Everyone’s gaze fell on Han Muye.

Han Muye did not raise his hand but took a step forward. Golden spiritual light emanated from his back, colliding with the light formation.

The light formation trembled and immediately dissipated.

Green light permeated the surroundings, transforming into towering trees.

The scenery of the entire Imperial Medicine Garden appeared.

“A hundred-foot-tall Green Ginseng?”

“A thousand-layer Lingzhi turned into a grand demon?”

“Green Jade Spirit Bamboo, 10,000 feet tall, growing one inch every 10 years. How many years did it take to reach this size…?”

As they looked at the abundance of spiritual herbs before their eyes, Li Qingshi and the others were stunned.

They had speculated that this place would be filled with spiritual and immortal herbs, but they couldn’t imagine that the herbs here would grow to such an extent.

Could this still be considered medicine?

“Your Majesty—”

A voice exclaimed from within the garden, transforming into a phantom and rushing toward Han Muye, wanting to pay respects.

However, there were more who retreated, obstructed, and even roared, wanting to attack.

The phantom of a towering 10,000-foot tree directly crashed into Han Muye, and the countless green leaves transformed into long swords, stabbing at Han Muye’s phantom.

The power of this wooden force was a hundred times stronger than the previous Lone Wood Sword!

The green leaf long swords tore through the void, each possessing the power of a Heaven Realm sword cultivator.

The strength of the giant tree itself was like a mountain. If it collided, even a star would be shattered.

The power of this grand demon was at least at the peak of the Dao Ancestor realm. Even a Heavenly Venerable would find it difficult to subdue it!

Huang Zhihu gripped the sword in her hand tightly, waiting for Han Muye’s command.

Xia Zhenhu and the others’ eyes lit up as they looked at Han Muye’s thousand-foot-long phantom.

A great demon that could fight a Heavenly Venerable. Could this inheritor of the Divine Emperor suppress him?

Since he dared to come to the Royal Medicinal Garden, what means did he possess?

Within the Imperial Medicine Garden, divine senses were also probing.

Everyone stared intently at Han Muye.

Han Muye opened his hand.

He clenched his fist gently.

“Boom!”

Endless lightning came from the void and enveloped the huge tree.

The lightning came too quickly, and the giant tree collided with the lightning, causing a sense of shattering throughout its entire body.

All the scattered sword lights were imprisoned by the lightning, which transformed into chains, immobilizing all the long swords and slowly dissolving them.

The lightning continued to descend, forming a pool of thunder.

The lightning pool surged, and an illusory cauldron that was 10,000 feet tall appeared.

using thunder as the foundation, the alchemy cauldron manifested!

At this moment, the alchemists behind widened their eyes.

Apart from Li Qing, who had long known that Han Muye’s alchemy attainments were unparalleled, the other Elders of the Medicine Valley looked confused.

Wasn’t Han Muye a sword cultivator?

Did he know alchemy?

No, it was not just alchemy. This 100,000-foot cauldron could not be transformed unless one’s alchemy cultivation was extremely profound.

Any trace of obstruction would instantly crumble, how could it appear so smooth and flawless like this?

As soon as the cauldron was completed, the huge tree wrapped in it let out a painful roar.

The power of lightning was the most tyrannical in the world.

Whether humans or demons, the most difficult thing to withstand was lightning.

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