"Senior Brother Han, when I succeed in the sword path, I will definitely go to the Western Frontier again." Looking at Han Muye standing outside the pillar of light, Shao Yousun's eyes were filled with fighting spirit.
Hearing his words, Han Muye smiled and nodded.
It was good to give him a thought.
"Hehe, there's no chance now. I'm afraid you won't even have the right to draw your sword in front of him the next time you come."
When the spiritual light wrapped around Shao Yousun and dissipated, Patriarch Tao Ran's voice sounded.
Han Muye could see the flash of heartache on Shao Yousun's face.
Why bother?
Han Muye shook his head and put the array disk away.
"Han Muye, I think the refinement inheritance of the Fire Source Palace is not bad."
After Han Muye put away the formation disk, Patriarch Tao Ran raised his hand and handed a sword to him.
Han Muye took the sword and sized it up.
