"This Ten Thousand Li Sword will likely require millions of sword cultivators to join forces."
Everyone speculated, and countless people watched as that three-foot-long sword cleaved down.
The sky full of Heavenly Demonic Beasts was swept away by the sword light, with Fourth-grade Heavenly Pearls falling like rain.
The Heavenly Pearls glowed brilliantly, like stars, but no one was greedy enough to collect them.
Who would dare?
The vast myriad of Heavenly Demonic Beasts couldn't last a Hundred Breaths before Han Muye's sword light.
After a Hundred Breaths, the sky was eerily empty, with only a few scattered Heavenly Demonic Beasts left, all shivering and turning tail to flee.
Han Muye did not pursue these fleeing Heavenly Demonic Beasts but instead turned to look at the pastures below.
The sword light in his hand slowly dissipated.
Everyone followed his gaze towards the direction of the pasture.
"Begin the hunt," Han Muye said indifferently.
The hunt.