Seeing the lightning in Han Muye's hand, the Spirit Sword Golden Immortal smiled.
"I knew you couldn't sit still."
He grinned and said, "You were the one who gave me the Heaven-Shattering Divine Lightning in the hands of the Immortal Lord Zi Yu and the others, right?"
He stroked his beard and muttered unhappily, "These guys really know how to take advantage of others."
As he spoke, he suddenly looked up at Han Muye.
Surprise flashed across his eyes. He stared at Han Muye and lowered his voice. "You even schemed against them?"
Hearing his words, Han Muye chuckled and nodded. "If you don't count these mighty figures, how can you call it playing a big game?"
Even including the five guardian Immortal Lords?
How big of a game was this?
The expression of the Spirit Sword Golden Immortal slowly turned solemn. He held the wine gourd and stared at Han Muye. "Tell me, how do we play?"
The matter was simple. Hunting.
