An Investiture at the Guan Estuary, The Golden Seal Suppresses the Eight Counties (4)

At this moment, the golden-armored phantom formed by the incense offerings of the No Resentment Realm escorted thousands of cultivators to safety as they escaped from the Heavenly Mystic World.

Han Muye stood in front of the golden-armored phantom.

Without saying anything, the shadow of his fist instantly descended.

The golden-armored phantom raised its hand, and a mighty astral wind collided with Han Muye's fist.

"Boom!"

His single punch shattered the golden armored phantom.

Han Muye was confused.

Is this the power of Baxia? he wondered.

Indeed, it felt good.

Looking at the golden-armored phantom that had condensed again, Han Muye raised his fist again.

"Boom!"

"Boom!"

"Boom!"

Outside the void, explosions sounded continuously.

The Daoist cultivators who had escaped from the Heavenly Mystic World were at a loss.