Maximum Comprehension: Taking Care of Swords In A Sword Pavilion

 

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“Boom—”

Between heaven and earth, the Origin was reshaped, the winds and fires, clouds and thunders, the five elements were assessed!

“Everyone, the Origin needs control, the world needs order. Whether the Primordial World can truly break free from the devouring of the Great Pantheon Plane still requires the participation of your power.”

Han Muye took a step forward, his body radiating divine light.

He grasped the sword in his hand and flew onto the altar in front of him.

By now, the power of the Great Pantheon Altar had been activated, and even Han Muye’s power could not fully suppress it.

He swung his three-foot-long sword, merging all its power with his own, invoking the Primordial Power around him to converge and oppose each other.

Still not enough.

“Fire.” Zhu Rong let out a low shout, and the golden-armored general behind him turned into a swath of golden flames that covered the sky and then dissipated between heaven and earth.

A Lineage Origin, returning to the cosmos!

The Origin Force of the Primordial Plane’s fire source vibrated, pouring into the three-foot-long sword in Han Muye’s hand.

Zhu Rong, the Overlord of the Fire Lineage, offered all his Origin Force, infusing it into the three-foot-long sword in Han Muye’s hand, which was also his Lineage Origin Body.

Devoid of the Origin Force, Zhu Rong turned pale, his figure falling.

“Senior Brother Han, Gonggong is willing to lend you a helping hand.” Gonggong’s loud shout echoed as his form dissipated into endless vapors, charging towards the three-foot-long sword in Han Muye’s hand.

He himself had already been formed by Han Muye from the power of the Water Lineage, and now revealing his Origin, he directly disintegrated between heaven and earth.

With the boost of both Water and Fire Force, Han Muye’s sword hand pressed down even heavier.

“Hehe, since the Primordial World is now our world, then becoming a part of the Origin is also worth it,” Kunpeng laughed heartily, his body stretching thousands of miles, crashing into the altar, turning into the light of wind and thunder, merging with the sword in Han Muye’s hand.

At this moment, the souls of the divine beasts from the depths of the Wooden Pagoda Lake did not hesitate to rush forward, offering their own Origin Force. R̃ἁ𝐍Ȱ𝐁ĘS

The Azure Dragon and the phoenixes, having received Lineage Origin Bodies, exchanged glances and dissipated, charging towards the three-foot-long sword in Han Muye’s hand.

At this moment, Han Muye’s True Spirit form became the vessel for all Origin Forces of the Primordial World, constantly converging, becoming immeasurably heavy, pressing down towards the altar below.

The altar trembled, its divine light starting to feel resistance.

Han Muye’s hand with the sword pressed down slowly, unwavering despite the endless forces that tried to block it.

The sword light, resolute in its advancement.

In this moment, the sword in his hand was not his alone.

This sword represented all the forces of the strongest creatures in the Primordial Universe, in the Primordial Plane.

“Boom—”

The long sword pierced through everything, stabbing atop the altar.

The divine light on the altar could not resist the long sword, and was directly penetrated by the ten-thousand-foot-long blade.

The divine light on the altar turned into chains, locking the sword body.

The long sword suppressed the Great Pantheon Altar, and the power of the altar sealed the sword.

In the final moments of the receding absorption force from the Great Pantheon Plane, it swelled, directly pulling the three-foot-long sword in Han Muye’s hand into it, disappearing into the illusory space.

The altar turned to ash, its surface marred with criss-crossing cracks.

Han Muye’s form slowly condensed from ten-thousand feet, to a thousand feet, to a hundred feet, and then to nine feet.

Falling onto the altar, Han Muye’s face showed a trace of complexity.

In the instant when the altar’s backlash power was sealing his body, he divided his soul, leaving only a sliver in his original body, while the rest were all concentrated in his current incarnation.

The original body, endowed with his own cultivation abilities, plus the boost from the Origin Force of countless divine beasts of the Primordial World, was sealed and turned into an ordinary sword, falling into the Great Pantheon Plane.

His current incarnation, having invoked the Origin Force of the Primordial Plane, had already blended with the Primordial Power.

Now, if he completely refined his own power, he could return to the peak of this form.

Ahead, although the Great Pantheon Altar was already shattered to its limit, there was still a faint trace of Origin devouring power emitting from it.

Han Muye slowly took a seated position, releasing his own Origin Force, suppressing the entire altar.

“Senior Brother Han.”

“Elder Brother.”

“Master Han.”

“Divine-level Master Han.”

One figure after another landed, looking towards Han Muye.

Han Muye’s aura vibrated slowly, his gaze sweeping over them.

“Have Huang Six summon Huang Zhihu back from the Canaan Universe, and start by sweeping the Primordial Plane with a great army,” ordered Han Muye, his voice carrying an undeniable authority.

Endowed with the power of heaven and earth, and the convergence of his own Origin Force, he now possessed the strongest Origin Force in the Primordial World.

“Zhu Rong, build the Divine Court of the Fire Source, using the Primordial World’s Origin as a totem, all divine and mutated beasts to serve the Divine Court.”

“From today onward, as the Primordial Plane reunites, engulfing all worlds, any who do not comply with the order shall be put to death without exception.”

Commands were issued, and the life force around Han Muye surged.

This was a scene where blood essence and Origin power were continuously refined, triggering mystical phenomena in the surrounding heaven and earth.

Above Wooden Pagoda Lake, the water shimmered, and the Great Pantheon Altar slowly sank to the lake’s bottom.

In the Desolate Wilderness, the remaining divine beasts slowly dispersed, and the human army gathered.

After a hundred years, with the aid of various powerful figures, a Divine Court dominated by the human race was established in the entire Desolate Wilderness.

Many of the reincarnated beast souls had already become strong warriors among the human race, responsible for leading armies and guarding territories.

Due to the convergence of Origin, more and more divine beasts appeared, and the Divine Court had formed eighteen divine beast cavalry troops.

Each cavalry troop consisted of a hundred thousand warriors.

This was an army formed with divine beasts as mounts, and the combat strength of each troop was so great that even Origin Overlords could be shaken.

The Sword Caretaker of these eighteen cavalries was none other than Huang Zhihu, who had returned from the Canaan Universe.

Upon her return from the Canaan Universe, using the War Armor Puppets that Han Muye provided, she built the combat power of three legions.

The first force was the Nine Mystic Sword Sect’s three million sword cultivators, each with cultivation abilities of at least the Immortal Lord realm, and many of the Immortal Venerable realm.

Armed with Origin Sword Artifacts refined within the Desolate Wilderness, these sword cultivators had overwhelming combat strength and were the strongest legion under Huang Zhihu’s command.

The second legion was the five million War Armor Puppet soldiers, founded on the basis of Desolate Wilderness and Universe-level soldiers and armors, with such immense power that even the divine beasts of the Desolate Wilderness dared not confront them directly.

The third force was the Desolate Wilderness’s divine beast cavalry.

The Divine Court of the Fire Source was also founded on these three potent forces to suppress the entire Desolate Wilderness.

Over three hundred years, the primordial world continually absorbed various worlds, expanding its territory ever more vastly, while its origin power grew increasingly strong.

Worlds that nurtured Immortal Deities, once devoured by the Desolate Wilderness, saw their cultivators’ combat strength suppressed to the utmost limit.

An Immortal Realm expert could only manage Sword Flight.

In a place like the Desolate Wilderness with such stable Origin, the combat strength of cultivators from other worlds was truly negligible.

However, if they were submissive, cultivating in the Desolate Wilderness and experiencing the augmentation of Origin power, truly mastering the power of heaven and earth, it was utterly incomparable to the previous frail and illusory spiritual strength.

There was no one who didn’t wish to cultivate in a world imbued with Origin power.

Naturally, this excluded the Divine Realm.

The Heavenly Cycle Divine World and the Heavenly Cycle Battlefield behind it.

The Divine Realm, which had estranged itself from the Desolate Wilderness, could never have imagined the Desolate Wilderness would re-transform into a Plane.

Now, they could only become the opposition to the Desolate Wilderness.

The origin power of the Desolate Wilderness wouldn’t accept them; those treacherous divine beasts only had the possibility of being devoured by the Origin of the Desolate Wilderness.

As the Desolate Wilderness’s armies waged war, the Heavenly Cycle Divine World and the Heavenly Cycle Battlefield behind it both amassed their armies, retreating step by step.

Han Muye did not concern himself with these.

In these past centuries, he sat entrenched at the Great Pantheon Altar, proficiently controlling his incarnations.

The power of the Great Pantheon Avatar was so immense that, with the strength of his soul, it took time to adapt.

Fortunately, as his Origin not only condensed but also was slowly refined, his control over power became increasingly precise.

Alchemy, refining weapons, sword cultivation.

Embodying the robust body tempering of the Great Pantheon Plane’s giant avatar, he precisely manipulated the rough and formidable body, continuously honing and re-practicing every technique his main body mastered.

Practicing with the delicacy of a giant holding a needle, he achieved a meticulous understanding of body strength, Origin control, and even the functioning of his soul.

This also brought him to a pivotal understanding and control of the Plane Force of the Great Pantheon, as well as the Origin power, reaching an unprecedented level of mastery.

Han Muye felt that had this incarnation invaded the Desolate Wilderness back then, there would have been no chance of resistance.

Five hundred years.

Han Muye, who was seated on the altar, opened his eyes.

At his movement, he stepped off Wooden Pagoda Lake.

“Senior Brother Han, Lord Zhihu’s forces have surrounded the Divine Source Heavenly Palace of the Heavenly Cycle Divine World, requesting your presence.”

A golden-armored Han Muye stood by the edge of Wooden Pagoda Lake, speaking in a clear voice.

Divine Source Heavenly Palace, it’s time to settle matters!

A golden light flashed in Han Muye’s eyes, and he pointed a finger.

“Boom—”

A golden passageway appeared in front of him.

Spatial passageway!

In the Origin-stable Desolate Wilderness, a spatial passageway was torn open directly with a single gesture from Han Muye!

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