Maximum Comprehension: Taking Care of Swords In A Sword Pavilion

Chapter 2196: 952, Tiger Spirit Child pays respects to Master
 

Countless bolts of lightning transformed into a vast sea spanning thousands of miles.

The origin power of heaven and earth shattered in the face of these bolts, dispersing into endless Flowing Light in all directions!

The bolt of lightning that had previously plummeted towards Han Muye’s head held no power in this sea of lightning and was instantly devoured.

Since his time in the primordial world, Han Muye had already mastered the thunder and lightning of heaven and earth, his cultivation abilities in the Lightning Dao had returned to its ancestry, possessing the bloodline of the divine bull.

That was the origin of the thunder and lightning of one plane of existence.

Han Muye had once administered heavenly punishments through his own Lightning Dao.

In the Great Pantheon Plane or other planes alike, due to the overwhelming power of heaven and earth, the beings within these planes had only a rudimentary control over such a power as thunder and lightning.

Only in the primordial world could the power of the Great Dao return to the origin and through Dao cultivators be transformed into Supreme Divine Powers.

“Hum—”

Countless bolts of lightning fell, and the sea of lightning within tens of thousands of miles boiled over.

Mountains and rivers crumbled before the thunder, and all living things melted away within it.

The figure holding the golden staff revealed a face of horror, eyes widening.

“You, are you the master of lightning…”

Muttering under his breath, the towering figure’s body interwoven with lightning bowed to Han Muye, then knelt.

“Your subordinate, Sang Lin, pays respects to Master.”

As he spoke, the lightning upon him dissipated, allowing the sea of lightning controlled by Han Muye to devour his body.

In the midst of the lightning, his body trembled and dissolved into nothingness.

But in the next instant, golden light gathered upon him, condensing into an ethereal body.

Dressed in a golden robe, holding a golden staff, his form was also that of the human race.

This was summoned by the thunder power of Han Muye, and this Giant Origin Clan member named Sang Lin had become one of Han Muye’s followers.

He had submitted himself to Han Muye’s Way of the Thunderclap.

This was the terrifying aspect of fighting for the origin. Once one’s spirit was captured by the other, they no longer had their own Dao affiliation and could only submit.

“Hum—”

In the distance, a bolt of lightning surged from between heaven and earth, enveloping the body of a black hundred-yard tiger.

When the tremor of the thunder subsided, the tiger had transformed into a three-hundred-yard-tall spear-wielding general.

“Tiger Spirit Child pays respects to Master.”

The general bowed to Han Muye and then stepped forward, landing in front of Han Muye.

Han Muye nodded. His hundred-yard-tall figure dissipated and transformed into a nine-foot human form, landing on the shoulder of Tiger Spirit Child.

Tiger Spirit Child rushed forward, stirring the Qiankun World behind Han Muye to gather the shattered mountains and rivers, collecting the bodies of the mutated beasts killed into the Qiankun World.

With Tiger Spirit Child transformed into human form, more creatures around survived the thunder tribulation and also transformed into human forms.

These mutated beasts, once transformed into human forms, rushed in front of Han Muye and bowed deeply.

The thunder of heaven and earth could obliterate the origin, but it could also purify the origin.

Those willing to submit, willing to accept the Dao within the thunder, had the opportunity to survive the thunder tribulation, transform into human forms, and then surge with power, their origins elevated.

This kind of elevation in origin power could increase their strength by more than tenfold.

Most importantly, once their origin was elevated, they had more chances to step into higher levels, a benefit no one could afford to refuse.

One after another, figures flew and landed in front of Han Muye. Sang Lin, holding the golden staff, also transformed into a nine-foot figure, holding the staff and standing not far in front of Han Muye.

The lightning power on his body merged with the power of the Thunder Sea, assisting Han Muye in controlling the power within the sea of lightning, eliminating the need for Han Muye to control the thunder himself.

Zhang Cheng and other cultivators of the Death-defying Camp followed behind Han Muye, their surroundings rippling with lightning power, their faces full of excitement.

Han Muye’s strength far surpassed their imaginations.

Such thunder was not something they could experience, and had they followed Han Muye, they would not have survived a moment in this sea of lightning.

Given the current situation, it truly seemed possible that they might endure the upcoming battles in the Death-defying Camp and earn their battle honors.

Furthermore, they stood a chance to achieve the once-unimaginable honor of battle, possibly even ascending to the respected rank of the Heaven Suppressing Guard.

“Master Lu, what do you think? Unexpected, isn’t it?” Zhang Cheng turned his head to look at Lu Renfeng nearby.

Lu Renfeng didn’t speak but a smile appeared on his face, with a gleam in his eyes that he could hardly suppress.

Not only that, but his body no longer seemed hunched over.

“Boom——”

Between heaven and earth in the distance, a three-foot-long saber descended.

The long saber shattered a bolt of lightning and then struck down a mutated beast that had just transformed and had not yet recovered its strength.

“Haha, to think there are so many mutated beasts to reap in this place!” A loud laugh followed as a hundred-zhang-tall man in a gray robe descended.

This great man bore the mark of a cultivator from the Great Pantheon Plane.

Looking towards Han Muye and his group, the man’s gaze fell on the three-hundred-zhang-tall figure of the Tiger Spirit Child.

“Such a powerful mutated beast.”

He couldn’t see through the cultivation abilities of Han Muye and Sang Lin, mistaking the Tiger Spirit Child as the strongest here.

“People from the Death-defying Camp?” Looking again at Zhang Cheng and the others below, seeing the markings on them, the great man sneered, “Scram, this place is mine.”

As his words fell, he already took a step forward, his long saber slashing down once more.

This stroke once again killed a mutated beast that was about to take human form, its body vibrating in the thunder and becoming rigid.

After delivering this blow, he turned his head and aimed another attack towards Zhang Cheng and his group.

“Kill.” The Tiger Spirit Child let out a low shout, and suddenly thrust out his long spear.

“Boom——”

The force of this spear drew the howl of the surrounding heaven and earth, shaking numerous sources of origin power as if they were directly shattered.

The saber-wielding great man’s face changed dramatically, his saber’s light surged trying to block the Tiger Spirit Child’s spear.

Unfortunately, his strength was nowhere near enough in front of the Tiger Spirit Child, and under the pressure of the spear, his body burst apart.

Han Muye’s gaze swept over, his expression indifferent as he pointed towards the towering peaks ahead.

“Let’s go.”

The Tiger Spirit Child stepped forward, racing along the way.

This pace was even faster than Han Muye’s previous ten-thousand-zhang form, with Zhang Cheng and the others behind him needing to exert their full effort to keep up.

Elsewhere, Sang Lin was swinging his golden staff, continuously reinforcing the Lightning Sea, allowing it to spread outwards.

Wherever the Lightning Sea flooded, that part of heaven and earth would be refined.

After running for a hundred thousand li, they refined a hundred thousand li of heaven and earth, and most of the living beings were taken into Han Muye’s Qiankun World, with only a few passing through the heavenly tribulation, then transforming into human forms and settling aside.

Three days later, the mutated beasts that had transformed into human forms behind Han Muye numbered one thousand and three hundred, the highest among them possessing a cultivation level parallel to the Tiger Spirit Child, at the peak of the Prime Origin Realm, able to converse with their three-hundred-zhang bodies.

The rest were all at the Prime Origin Realm.

Those not at the Prime Origin Realm had already perished before the thunder.

Zhang Cheng and the others were picking up Pantheon stones until their hands were weak.

“Buzz——”

A faint divine light trembled in front of Han Muye.

A dazzling golden radiance shone from above him, shaking his body and vanishing from the spot.

A blue longsword emerged on the shoulders of the Tiger Spirit Child.

The appearance of the longsword instantly transformed the surrounding ten-thousand li of heaven and earth directly into the Sword Prison.

The endless sword light was sprinkled, intertwining with the thunderclouds.

Elsewhere, a billion li away between heaven and earth, the figure of Han Muye appeared, next to the solemn-looking Zhang Mingyuan.

He had instantly switched places with his original body.

“Members of the Nine Five Two Eight Camp, I give you ten breaths to consider, if you do not submit, we will exterminate you.”

“This is the Great Origin Plane, and you wouldn’t want to die here and have your bodies turn into Pantheon stones, would you?”