Chapter 2117: Heavenly Source Sacred Assembly 2


    “Senior Brother Han, the Chongyun Tianque tribe and the Jiuli Human Tribe Ritual Master havee for the Heavenly Source Sacred Assembly in the Vast Wilderness Hintend.”


    Zhu Rong looked at Han Muye, his face showing a trace of solemnity.


    “Is it the Heavenly Source Sacred Assembly where an Overlord emerges every million years?” Han Muye nodded, his gaze sweeping towards the two below.


    “So, is the Chongyun Tianque tribe aiming to produce another Overlord this time?”


    Chongyun Tianque isn’t strong among the Flying Bird Tribe, but with two Overlords in their ranks, they wield considerable power Across the Great Deste.


    If they could produce another Overlord this time, it would truly be a golden era for the Chongyun Tianque tribe.


    However, with their tribe’s strength, the chance of achieving Overlord status in the sacred assembly was very slim.


    This was also the reason why the Chongyun Tianque came here.


    “Senior Brother Han, you can just call me Yun Ling.” At this moment, the Overlord from the Chongyun Tianque tribe, the young girl who had fought a great battle with Han Muye at Bu Taishan, was extremely respectful.


    This was the respect brought about by strength.<div>


    Whether it was Han Muye or Zhu Rong, or even the entire Wastnd Human Race, they now possessed the strength that none of the divine beast tribes dared to underestimate.


    “My Chongyun Tianque tribe wishes to form an alliance with zing Prairie City.” Yun Ling looked at Zhu Rong, then turned her gaze to Han Muye.


    “We hope that zing Prairie City will participate in the sacred assembly.”


    Upon hearing Yun Ling’s words, a gleam shined in Zhu Rong’s eyes.


    The Heavenly Source Sacred Assembly, to obtain the Origin of Heaven and Earth, and step into the Overlord Level—such a pinnacle sacred assembly only urs once in a million years in the Great Deste.


    Such an opportunity had nevere to the Wastnd Human Race.


    If he could lead the Human Tribe of the Vast Wilderness to participate in such a sacred assembly, it would be an unparalleled honor for him, Zhu Rong.


    Zhu Rong turned his head to look at Han Muye.


    Han Muye’s expression had not changed; he just turned to look at the elder from Jiuli City.


    “May I know the purpose of Jiuli City’s envoy’s visit, also for this sacred assembly?”


    Upon hearing Han Muye’s question, the white-bearded elder nodded, his face smiling as he presented a light golden scroll to Han Muye.


    Han Muye epted the scroll, a trace of depth shing in his eyes.


    It was something from the Divine Source Heavenly Pce.


    This was a conscription scroll for attacking the Great Deste, written with divine patterns.


    Anyone willing to join the attack on the Ancient Deste Ruins Realm could follow the guidance detailed in this scroll, gather at the designated location, then be part of the assault on the Great Deste.


    By signing the contract and breaking through the Great Deste, one could use the transformation method of the Origin to leave the Ruins Realm and go on to cultivate in the Divine Realm.


    “This is a conscription scroll from the Divine Source Heavenly Pce. Numerous divine beasts in the Great Deste have already journeyed there; they have personally verified it, and it’s not fake.”


    “This time, the Divine Source Heavenly Pce, using the million-year sacred assembly, intends to gather a vast army from the Great Deste to enter the Ancient Deste Ruins Realm.”


    The elder from Jiuli City looked serious as he watched Han Muye.n/?/vel/b//in dot c//om<div>


    “Mr. Han, you should be the one mentioned in themunication from the Divine Source Heavenly Pce, the one who specifically opposes them, right?”


    The elder’s face bore a smile.


    Han Muye’s gaze shifted to the elder, his soul’s strength shed, and then he nodded.


    The elder in front of him also originated from beyond the Ancient Deste Ruins Realm.<div>


    Those who could enter the Ancient Deste Ruins Realm were at least of the Immortal Venerable realm; once inside, their strength would be suppressed, and their lives would indeed be miserable.


    Many of the human race cities within the Vast Wilderness Hintend were constructed with participation from individuals from outside the Ancient Deste Ruins.


    Yet, in thends ravaged by divine beasts, the strength of these humans was still too weak.


    Even this Immortal Venerable realm elder, in the Great Deste, could only barely fight a lower-tier divine beast.


    Especially now that the power of heaven and earth had be even more stable, the suppression was stronger.


    “Thanks to Mr. Han’s and zing Prairie City’s help, my friends and I have significantly improved in strength,” said the elder, seemingly aware of Han Muye’s thoughts, a smile on his face as he drew out a long saber.


    This was zing Prairie City’s signature weapon, the best-selling weapon in the Great Deste, selling tens of thousands every day.


    However, the saber in the elder’s hand was no ordinary long saber; the divine patterns on it were personally engraved by Han Muye.


    This saber, outside the Great Deste, would be a top-tier true weapon, one of the highest-grade divine weapons with stable Origin.


    The integration of divine patterns and a stable weapon’s Origin could produce such a saber.


    “I, Zhuo Lang, achieved the Immortal Venerable status neen Quantum Tribtions ago;ter, due to offending a powerful being in the Heavenly Cycle Battlefield, I had to flee to the Ancient Deste Ruins.”


    “All these years, most of the cultivators who havee here were those who could no longer survive in the Heavenly Cycle Battlefield or the Divine Realm,” Zhuo Lang Immortal Venerable spoke with a hint of emotion.


    While the Great Deste was wonderful, arriving here meant it was difficult to leave again; coupled with the suppression of Origin power,cking the previous strength tomand the wind and rain, it was indeed tough for an Immortal Venerable.<div>


    Han Muye reached out to take the long saber from Zhuo Lang Immortal Venerable’s hand, gently waved it, and a faint spiritual light quietly covered it.


    “This saber is indeed refined by my hand, capable of battling divine beasts in the hands of an Immortal Venerable.”


    “It seems that you are indeed allies of Kunpeng,” Han Muye said as he handed back the saber and looked towards Zhuo Lang Immortal Venerable.


    His words made Zhuo Lang Immortal Venerable stiffen, then he showed a bitter smile.


    “We are hardly qualified to be allies of Kunpeng.”


    As he said this, he looked at Han Muye, his eyes emitting a brilliant light.


    “This humble one is curious, who exactly are you, to even have Kunpeng as your ally?”


    “And those methods that change the ancient wilds, this humble one has really never seen them before.”


    Not having seen them, that’s normal.


    Bing a Daoist before the 19 Quantum Tribtions, then entering the Ancient Deste Ruins, it was natural not to have seen these weapon refining and alchemy methods.


    “If the Immortal Venerable leaves the Ruins Realm, perhaps you would know the name of Han Muye,” Han Muye said with a calm expression.


    “And you would understand why the Divine Source Heavenly Pce dares not confront me directly.”


    The Divine Source Heavenly Pce dares not confront directly!<div>


    This shocked Zhuo Lang Immortal Venerable to the core.


    Not being chased and forced by the Divine Source Heavenly Pce, but making the Divine Source Heavenly Pce dare not confront directly!


    Outside the Ruins Realm, has such a person really emerged?


    “Is your visit actually to probe my details?” Han Muye asked indifferently, hands behind his back.


    The matters outside the wastnd rte to and do not rte to the wastnd.


    Within the wastnd, only matters of the wastnd are discussed.


    “Of course not for this,” Zhuo Lang Immortal Venerable shook his head, taking back the saber given by Han Muye, “We havee to help with forming an alliance with zing Prairie City.”


    An alliance?


    Zhu Rong looked towards Han Muye.


    Jiuli City is among therge cities in the wilds, with at least three billion tribespeople.


    If such a tribe could ally with the wastnd, it would be the first step for the Wastnd Human Race to prate into the hintend of the vast wilderness.


    “What would you have us pay?” Han Muye seemed unconcerned about the alliance, his expression somewhat cold.


    Zhuo Lang Immortal Venerable seemed to have anticipated this, nodding, “It’s simple, we want zing Prairie City to help us at the Heavenly Source Sacred Assembly so Jiuli City can have a chance to achieve an Overlord status.”<div>


    At the past Heavenly Source Sacred Assemblies, at most only seven or eight Overlords were made, each backed by a powerful tribe.


    The human race has never achieved an Overlord position at a Heavenly Source Sacred Assembly.


    Having finished speaking, Zhuo Lang Immortal Venerable looked at Han Muye.


    Zhu Rong’s face showed eagerness.


    “Senior Brother Han…”


    Han Muye waved his hand, then turned to look ahead, “Our Wastnd Human Tribe will participate in the Sacred Assembly, and we will do our utmost to help the human race and the Chongyun Tianque Tribe during this time.”


    “However, you also know that zing Prairie City has many allies, and ultimately who bes an Overlord will depend on your efforts.”


    Having many allies.


    The words of Han Muye made Zhuo Lang Immortal Venerable pause, disappointment fleeting across his face.


    Chongyun Tianque, however, nodded understandingly.


    She was aware of the power controlled by Han Muye, almost all the flying beasts and divine beasts within the vast wilderness were allies of zing Prairie City.


    “Good, as long as zing Prairie City participates in the Sacred Assembly, our Jiuli City will form the alliance,” Zhuo Lang Immortal Venerable said as he left, leaving behind this promise.


    After sending the two away, Zhu Rong returned to Han Muye.


    “Senior Brother Han, this is a great opportunity for the human race to rise,” Zhu Rong said solemnly, looking at Han Muye.


    Just one or two Overlord level powerhouses would dramatically change the standing of the human race in the vast wilderness.


    Zhu Rong was born in the vast wilderness and understood the rules there well.


    Strength reigns supreme.


    A tribe with an Overlord is the strongest in the world, respected by all.


    “Do you think Jiuli City really wants to form an alliance with zing Prairie City?” Han Muye shook his head.


    He had already seen some imagery within that long saber.


    “They are our enemies after all…”