1204 Heaven Immortal Demon King Xiang Tian Dies (4)
He fused the nine ancient bloodline powers into one and transformed them into a powerful bloodline.

Azure Dragon bloodline.

He extracted the Azure Dragon bloodline from Golden Immortal Ye Ming.

As long as this item was fused into the cauldron, the bloodline in the cauldron would complete the fusion and turn into a powerful bloodline pill.

Swallowing this pill would grant the bloodline power, allowing one to directly step into the Golden Immortal realm and be constantly nurtured, then transcending the Zenith Heaven and surpassing the Immortal Lord realms. There would be no limit.

As long as the bloodline power was integrated.

Furthermore, other bloodlines could be integrated in the future, continuously improving and replacing it.

The use of this bloodline power was unique to the divine realm and was also the source of the primordial bloodline being extracted.

Heaven Immortal Demon King Xiang Tian had been searching for sufficiently powerful bloodlines.

Seeing Han Muye walk forward with the blood bead in his hand, Zhou Sheng widened his eyes and muttered, “Seriously, this opportunity is really given to him…”

Chen Zhulong opened his mouth but didn’t say anything.

Wasn’t the opportunity delivered to Han Muye?

Among these three individuals, only Han Muye understood alchemy.

The blood bead in Han Muye’s hand floated quietly.

He looked at the cauldron in front of him, the cauldron shimmering with a faint light, gently trembling.

As long as he pressed down the blood bead, he wouldn’t need to do anything further.

This was truly an opportunity delivered into his own hands.

“Opportunity?”

Han Muye spoke softly, his eyes deep.

“Everyone desires such opportunities, but it might not necessarily be for me…”

“Bang!”

Reject the opportunity; destroy this opportunity!

“Buzz!”

The cauldron shook as if it was about to shatter with a single strike. The golden flames below the cauldron swayed unsteadily.

“Kid, you’re really ruthless…” A voice sounded in Han Muye’s ear.

Han Muye’s expression did not change. He only whispered, “Immortal Demon King Hun Tian?”

Immortal Demon King Hun Tian had the phoenix bloodline and was a divine beast with mastery over the power of flames.

The voice fell silent for a moment, then sighed, “Impressive, I’ve hidden so deeply, yet you managed to find me.

“Let me ask you, are you really willing to help the demons?”

Helping the demons was what Han Muye had been doing since his time in Yunlan City.

The contract talismans and the cooperation with the Zhulong Trading Company were all to help the demon creatures.

Han Muye nodded slightly, looking at the cauldron without moving.

On top of the cauldron, the faint light reassembled, becoming more condensed.

“Good, remember your original intention,” the voice of Immortal Demon King Hun Tian paused for a moment, then said softly, “I’ll leave that little fellow to you.

“The experts from all sides have already arrived. There’s not much I can do. The rest depends on you.”

As soon as Immortal Demon King Hun Tian finished speaking, golden light shone on the cauldron in front of Han Muye, and golden flames wrapped around it.

A stream of golden-red blood poured into the cauldron.

The faint light within the cauldron instantly transformed into a kaleidoscope of nine colors!

The converging nine-colored lights solidified into a golden blood bead.

Just at this moment, Han Muye suddenly reached out his hand and struck the cauldron fiercely again!

“Bang!”

The nine-colored light instantly shattered, turning into countless drops of blood that scattered.

“How dare you!”

“Stop!”

Voices rang out from the surrounding void.

Powerful individuals radiating immortal light descended.

There were Daoist sects, demons, and sword cultivators.

Han Muye’s gaze swept across, and a smile appeared on his face.

“I knew it. If the Head of the Zhantian Hall could make it, why wouldn’t the experts from other sects be here?”

All these people were the experts from various sects who had gathered to besiege Heaven Immortal Demon King Xiang Tian this time.

Li Yun arrived, so of course they had as well.

However, seeing that Han Muye was about to refine the pill, they weren’t in a hurry to take action.

They would wait until the pill was refined before making their move to seize them.

“Hmph, refine the bloodline power into the cauldron and produce the pill,” a Daoist in a black robe looked at Han Muye and snorted.

Beside him, a golden-armored cultivator holding a blood-red spear pointed it at Han Muye, “Kid, you have a hundred seconds. Attack.”

Zhou Sheng and Chen Zhulong moved, positioning themselves in front of Han Muye.

“Daoist of the Blood Battle Sect, Tao Renhe, do you think our Sword Sect is afraid of you?” Zhou Sheng shouted coldly, his body radiating sword light.

The golden-armored cultivator across from them remained silent. A Daoist beside him, who carried a long sword on his back, frowned and said softly, “Junior Brother Zhou Sheng, don’t be rash. This matter is not insignificant.”

The Daoist took a step forward and looked at Zhou Sheng. “With the activation of this bloodline pill, the power of the Longevity Puppet in the Burial Immortal City can increase again.”

The Burial Immortal City was one of the forbidden grounds of the Fuyu Immortal Realm.

There were also arrangements made by Immortal Lord Cang Yun back then.
This setup was a powerful puppet.

Longevity should actually be a myriad of beasts.

This puppet was inherited from the divine realm and was based on the primordial beast bloodlines, able to unleash the power of a mid-stage Immortal Lord Realm.

Without an Immortal Venerable taking action, this puppet could roam unchecked.

It stood guard over the Immortal Burial City, burying countless foreign enemies.

However, the operation of this puppet required tremendous consumption, and the resources supplied by various sects were precious.

This time, they were focusing on the Bitter Immortal Realm, all for the sake of this treasure pill that could enhance the Longevity Puppet.

“Senior figures, you might be mistaken.” Han Muye looked at the experts from various sects on the opposite side, his expression calm as he spoke loudly.

Mistaken?

Everyone was puzzled.

“The Immortal Lord powerhouse who came from the divine realm has already been killed by our Sword Sect’s Senior Zhu Ming. His divine soul has fallen, leaving only remnants. He intends to resurrect and possess someone.

“As for the so-called bloodline divine pill in this cauldron, it doesn’t exist at all.” Han Muye’s gaze swept around, and he said softly, “It’s the legacy left behind by Senior Zhu Ming of our Sword Sect…”