Lord Zhou, The Divine Court Has Already Perished (3)

Because it was an immortal formation.

A formation passed down from the Immortal World.

Han Muye stood in front of the stone wall, with a faint green immortal aura enveloping his body.

Daoist Dayan flew to his side and carefully looked around.

Han Muye was deducing the formation, and he couldn't be disturbed.

Over the years, Han Muye's comprehension and talent had already convinced Daoist Dayan.

He felt that those days when he followed Han Muye were carefree and happy.

The key was that the treasure hunt was what truly made him unable to give up.

Immortal patterns. Han Muye opened his eyes, and a hint of a smile appeared in them.

He had seen immortal patterns before.

During the refining process of the Divine Emperor's Sword, he had seen many immortal patterns.

The immortal formation in front of him was also based on immortal patterns.

That made it easy, he thought.