Not entering the Imperial City!
Yunduan looked at Han Muye with her big eyes, not knowing how to answer for a moment.
From the time she went to the Western Frontier to invite Han Muye to the Central Continent, Han Muye had shocked her too much.
She could not guess what Han Muye was doing at all.
At this moment, she felt like a fool.
Could it be that the gap between them was really that big?
In front of the Yunduan, Han Muye flew up and unsheathed the sword on his back.
The sword light was bright and clear, illuminating the sky.
It intertwined with the golden pillar of light in his eyes, and the world was clear.
"Boom!"
Han Muye swung his sword, and a crack appeared in the sky.
A golden staircase appeared in midair and descended.
"I know that many of you are not dedicated to the Heavenly Mystic Realm." Han Muye's words made many great cultivators' expressions change.
