Huang Zhenxiong's Might (3)

The stone that Han Muye had transformed into looked up, and the greenish-gray color on his body turned golden.

A huge demon dragon flew down and stood in front of Han Muye's Crimson Sky Yellow Dragon, like a 10,000-foot mountain.

"You're Han Muye?" The Demon Dragon spoke in human language.

This voice first stunned everyone in front of the light screen, then their eyes widened.

This was the soul incarnation of a formidable Immortal Venerable!

Only the soul of an Immortal Venerable could speak without being controlled by the Dao of the primordial world, defying the laws of the heavens and the earth.

"Truly, the Divine Source Heavenly Palace doesn't even care about their dignity…" Someone muttered with a cold expression.

First, he turned Han Muye into an earthworm, then let the Immortal Venerable intercept him.

How much of a bully was this?

Didn't an ordinary immortal cultivator want to step into the Divine Realm?