Ten thousand years is only a flash for the Creator Strong.

Han Muye used this 10,000 years to consolidate his cultivation and condense his sword power.

For him, the improvement of his cultivation power is no longer something that time can solve.

It's Mu Wan, Huang Lao Liu, and these close people who have traveled all the way from the flood wilderness, he can help improve their cultivation and combat power.

Even Mu Wan, who was not good at cultivation and fighting, Han Muye also used the life force of the creator level to gather her cultivation to the top of the void and the half-step divine realm.

This is the limit of the main force of creation.

Can break through the void and go straight to the god realm, that is the way of all god realms, and it is not something that outsiders can help.

Just like Han Muye's own way, it's not someone else who can help.

In fact, from the beginning of the severance of the connection with the flood famine, everyone thought that Han Muye, who had become the creator, would not be able to return to their former senior brother Han, Master Han.

When Han Muye announced that he was going to step into the Ten Thousand Souls Divine Abyss, for the first time, Huang Zhihu did not say that he wanted to follow.

Xiang Lingshuang and the other sword cultivators did not speak.

"Senior brother, take care."

Mu Wan had a calm expression on her face and spoke softly.

Cultivating to such a state as they are, they are almost immortal, and what they ask for and think will be the eternal land after all.

If it doesn't fall, the others will one day go after the Eternal Heavens.

If he fell or could not advance in this life, he would not be qualified to walk with Han Muye again.

"Master Han, take care."

"Father-in-law, take care."

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All Souls Abyss.

It is said to be a place where the gods can easily fall when they arrive.

The Void Land sank until it was infinitely deep, before a black crack could be seen.

Above the rift, all the Origin Power was imprisoned, and it seemed to be devoured.

There was not a single sign of life in this crack for hundreds of millions of miles, not even a stone.

No living being, no power, can survive above this abyss.

A cyan wooden boat stopped on the shore of the abyss.

Eighteen figures of various shapes stepped out of the wooden boat.

"This Shenyuan deity has been here twice, the first time was when he was at the peak of the Divine Realm, he was stopped by a Ten Thousand Spirits Black Tiger and almost died inside." It was an old man in black armor who spoke.

"The second time, I was already the creator and wanted to step into the Eternal Heaven Domain, but I was chased and killed by the Sky Devouring Divine Beast, and I returned in embarrassment."

The old man showed a wry smile on his face, raised his hand, and a gray aura circulated on his arm.

The wound of the tarsal bone is the invasion of the forces of death.

For a strong person at the creator level, this is not a serious injury, but this creator has kept it because he wants to remember this injury.

"Ten Thousand Soul Heavenly Beasts, Heaven Devouring Divine Beasts, and Divine Heavenly Holy Beasts, the Ten Thousand Spirits Divine Abyss should be formed by the power of the Eternal Heavenly Domain, otherwise it would be impossible for such a powerful divine beast to exist." On the other side of the voice was a green-robed Taoist man, his eyes shining brightly.

These eighteen are all Creator level powerhouses, and each of them is the pinnacle of a cultivation.

It's just that even if it's at the creator level, I don't dare to say that I can keep moving forward in the abyss.

The species in the Divine Abyss are different from other places, and their tolerance for the power of life and death is extremely strong, and moreover, the Divine Abyss suppresses the origin and suppresses the power of life and death.

Here, the combat power that the creator can exert is a little stronger than that of the divine realm.

This is also one of the reasons why the Creator is reluctant to set foot in the Abyss when it is not necessary.

They would rather arrange for the Divine Realm to come here, and they would not want to come by themselves.

"Ladies and gentlemen, the Gate of Eternity is at the bottom of the abyss, no matter who arrives first, we will communicate there and anchor our position."

Han Muye's Dao Divine Light scattered in his hand, and his gaze turned to the others: "That Origin Creation Lord should be about to be unable to suppress the invasion of the Divine End, so you'd better not do anything with him." ”

"Being able to pull the coffin with nine Futian Holy Dragons, my identity is not simple."

The Creators looked at each other, nodded, and stepped out of the wooden boat, falling towards the abyss below.

Han Muye glanced back at the dazzling world behind him, took a deep breath, and without hesitation, stepped straight into the abyss.

He is here to seek endless eternity!

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The body fell, and Han Muye could feel the weight of hundreds of millions of layers of heaven and earth.

If you don't reach the Divine Realm, the moment you enter the Divine Abyss, you will be crushed by this power.

As it sank, the surrounding Origin Power began to dissipate.

In other words, at the bottom of the Divine Abyss, the Origin Struggle is to consume one's own cultivation.

There is no god realm where the creator is willing to spend his cultivation on this.

"Space?"

Continuing to sink, Han Muye whispered in his mouth.

After the origin power dissipated, he felt the change in the power of the space around him.

"No, it's dimensional!"

There was a sparkle in his eyes.

The dimensions here are already a little different from the previous void.

The Divine Abyss is a crack in the position of a higher dimension, slightly overlapping with this dimension!

The existence of this crack is most likely due to the collapse of the Eternal Heaven Domain.

"Upper Dimension, Real World, Eternal Land......"

The divine light in Han Muye's eyes could no longer be concealed.

……

It didn't take long for his feet to stomp on a solid ground.

Looking at the darkness around him, Han Muye took a deep breath, held the long sword in his hand, and walked forward slowly.

In the boundless abyss of all souls, the loneliness of this heaven and earth is more terrifying than imagined.

The dissipation of the origin and the suppression of the power of life and death make all the strong people move forward only by instinct.

At this time, Han Muye was holding a simple long sword, and the sword body flowed with a faint brilliance, reflecting the surrounding heaven and earth.

His gaze was as deep as the sea, staring into the unknown abyss ahead.

"Roar—"

A roar shook his whole body, and his face showed joy.

Shaking his head with a wry smile, once upon a time, the roar of a strange beast could make him feel cordial?

As soon as his body moved, Han Muye, who was holding a long sword, had already stepped over the sky.

Ahead, a monster with a huge body, covered in hard scale armor, and eyes shining with cunning and cruelty, crept.

"Candlestick?"

Han Muye whispered.

This is a strange beast that is not too strong in the abyss, but it is extremely fierce and full of malice towards intruders.

Seeing Han Muye, this candle yin beast opened its bloody mouth, and a foul smell came to its nose, as if it was provoking Han Muye's bottom line.

Han Muye's eyes narrowed slightly, he felt the threat from the candle yin, but he didn't flinch.

It's just a beast, that's it.

He smiled indifferently, and the long sword in his hand instantly bloomed with brilliant light, turning into a streamer of light and slashing towards the candle yin.

The sword qi was vertical and horizontal, cutting through the void, and the candle yin scale armor was easily cut, and blood splattered everywhere.

If it is outside the Divine Abyss, this sword can directly cut through a plane.

But at this time, the power of this sword was suppressed to the limit, and it didn't kill Candle Yin.

Candle Yin, who was almost broken open by a sword, let out a terrible roar, and the scale armor of his whole body suddenly exploded, turning into countless sharp fragments and shooting towards Han Muye.

Han Muye's body was agile, and at the same time, he swung his sword like rain, and the sword flashed, shattering those scale armor fragments one by one.

At this moment, he seemed to have returned to the time when he was still a small sword cultivator, and every sword revealed piety.

"Boom-"

A long golden tail fell from the sky.

Han Muye's figure retreated, and the candle yin body was smashed into pulp.

"Divine Beast ......"

Han Muye raised his head and pointed forward with his long sword.