Maximum Comprehension: Taking Care of Swords In A Sword Pavilion

Chapter 2230: 986, Snow Cloud Valley
 

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Huang Six had Bloodstones in his hands.

But those Bloodstones were far inferior compared to the one Han Muye had just produced.

The origin power contained within this Bloodstone was one hundred thousand times that of Huang Six’s Bloodstones!

This vast and profound origin power left Huang Six utterly dumbfounded.

“You should heal your wounds first.”

“The forces behind the Eight-Armed Demon God are significant; they will soon trace us here.”

Han Muye did not explain the level of this Pantheon Stone.

This was a Life and Death Pantheon Stone, left behind by a slain entity from the Life and Death Realm.

The origin power contained within the stone was roughly equivalent to Huang Six’s cultivation levels.

That is to say, all the power Huang Six had cultivated throughout his life was comparable to the power contained in this stone.

Han Muye did not reveal these details to Huang Six, fearing it might waver his Dao core.

For cultivators from lower planes, it is only upon entering an Upper Plane that they find what they have pursued for countless years is but a dream.

Their past accumulations are basically worthless in the higher planes.

Many cultivators ultimately choose to return to their own plane because they cannot persist in the higher planes.

Looking at the Bloodstone in his palm, Huang Six’s expression changed, and he finally cracked a smile, “Alright, I’ll take your stuff, as if feasting at the expense of a rich family.”

He never stood on ceremony with Han Muye.

After all, he had sold his life to this brother-in-arms countless times.

Clenching the Bloodstone, a bloody glow enveloped Huang Six, transforming into a cocoon of light.

Red forces interweaved, wrapping around his body as countless blood threads infused into him, healing all of his previous injuries.

This was the might of the Origin Force; the Essence of Life and Death was the only thing beyond breaking.

“Boom——”

Endless whirlwinds stirred around Huang Six.

This was the result of his cultivation becoming stable, and the surge of origin power beginning to climb.

Huang Six’s cultivation had been suppressed by the Origin Force, unable to show its true strength, but now, with this Pantheon Stone from the Life and Death Realm, he could finally elevate.

Han Muye raised his hand, and a Qiankun Bead fell.

This was not a Qiankun Bead he had condensed himself but attained from defeating a cultivator from the Qiankun Realm.

This Qiankun Bead had condensed some of the essence of heaven and earth and gathered some materials, but it had not yet transformed into a Qiankun World.

Such a Qiankun Bead was suitable for Huang Six to refine.

As the Qiankun Bead landed on the cocoon of light, Huang Six opened his eyes revealing a look of joy.

He laughed heartily, drawing the blood glow to swallow the Qiankun Bead.

All the origin forces within the Qiankun World trembled and then became dyed by the red Flowing Light.

Han Muye withdrew a few steps and released a few blood-red stones.

“He Yangsun, you guys should refine the Pantheon Stone first.”

After saying this, his figure shifted, and he had vanished from his original location.

He Yangsun and the others held the Bloodstones in their hands with bittersweet smiles on their faces.

Each Bloodstone was beyond their reach before.

What they had earned from each deal was vastly different in level compared to these Bloodstones.

“Back in the Galaxy Universe, Senior Brother Han always brought us surprises. Looking at it now, that’s truly the case,”

“As long as Senior Brother Han is here, there’s nothing he can’t overcome,” He Yangsun whispered with emotion.

The cultivators who had accompanied him all nodded in agreement.

The Primordial Plane suppressed and devoured the Azure Heaven Plane, and as the Galaxy Universe merged with the Desolate Wilderness, the various forces established by Han Muye were now being consolidated under Huang Zhihu’s leadership.

The Nine Mystic Sword Sect was the name of the combined force.

Han Muye was the sect master of the Nine Mystic Sword Sect.

Huang Zhihu held the position of the acting sect master, overseeing all affairs.

The Nine Mystic Sword Sect had now become the ruler of the Primordial Plane, controlling the entire wilderness.

From the growth of the Primordial Plane to the suppression and devouring of the Azure Heaven Plane, along with the alliances and conflicts among the various surrounding plane forces, it was all orchestrated by Huang Zhihu.

Huang Zhihu had made a promise to Han Muye’s true body upon its departure: to guard the Primordial Plane well on his behalf.

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In the station, the God-Slaying Puppet Fighter accompanying Han Muye recounted everything that happened after Han Muye left.

In the Desolate Wilderness, the Nine Mystic Sword Sect had already become the absolute dominion force.

Whether it was Huang Zhihu or others, with the Plane Force’s blessing, their cultivation abilities increased rapidly, and their strength became even more formidable.

The combination of the sword array and divine beast power waged war on the Azure Heaven Plane, crushing their opponents in battle.

But the Primordial Plane’s origin was weak; had it not been for the pressure borne by Han Muye’s incarnate form, the Primordial origin could no longer have sustained itself.

Huang Zhihu and his troops led a great army that, on the one hand, seized origin from the Azure Heaven Plane, and on the other, spread out everywhere, entering other planes to trade or cultivate, seeking to replenish the Primordial Plane.

“Supporting an entire Plane is indeed too difficult…” the God-Slaying Puppet Fighter murmured softly.

What he referred to was not only Han Muye alone supporting a Plane but also how Huang Zhihu and his fellows were supporting the Desolate Wilderness.Nôv(el)B\\jnn

He originally had no desire to join in the struggles between factions; yet, he later came out and joined Huang Six and others in trading across various planes.

“Zhao Chen and the rest went to the nearer planes, while Huang Six led He Yangsun and their group to this Mengjia Plane, seeking to exchange for more resources to bring back.”

All of the Nine Mystic Sword Sect’s trades with the outside world were conducted under the name of Jujin Trading Company, which Zhao Chen and others, who had initially established in the cultivation world, were still in charge of.

A trace of emotion crossed Han Muye’s face.

Those who had followed him in those days could now stand on their own and dominate in their own right.

These fellows all had a future they once dared not even dream of.

“Boom—”

In the distance, a hundred-meter-tall Demon God descended.

“Where are the ants from Jujin Trading Company? Come out and meet your death!”

The booming voice echoed throughout.

One after another, Demon God figures fell from the sky.

In Snow Cloud Valley, several figures flew out, attempting to block these Demon Gods, but they were sent flying with a single blow.

“Ants, are you seeking death?”

“You dare to interfere in the affairs of the Crimson Heaven Demon Sect?”

The Demon Gods roared with anger, driving the clouds between heaven and earth into turmoil, with origin power transforming into whirlwinds.

The figures who had wished to charge out hesitated upon hearing the name of the Crimson Heaven Demon Sect and retreated.

Several divine senses intermingled, and an old man in a green robe, wielding a wooden staff, rose into the air and said loudly, “Fellow cultivators from the Crimson Heaven Demon Sect, Snow Cloud Valley is a gathering place for partial cultivators, all of whom have come here to make a living. We hope you can spare us.”

“If we hand over the people from Jujin Trading Company, you can deal with them as you see fit, alright?”

“To show our sincerity, we can offer a treasure worth three hundred high-grade Mengjia Divine Stones.”

The old man’s Qi and Blood Origin Power surged, clearly marking him as a strong Life and Death Realm expert.

Such cultivation levels were rare among the top experts in Deer Blood City.

Snow Cloud Valley, being a gathering place for cultivators from all over, naturally also had strong entities in charge.

So-called partial cultivators were just cultivators who didn’t wish to be governed.

After the old man finished speaking, several figures flew out behind him, each one exuding a weighty presence.

Snow Cloud Valley had the strength to fight a war.

“Fine, you have 15 minutes,” said the leading Demon God, whose body transformed into a tall man with eight arms covered in black demonic patterns, clad in iron armor and wielding swords and long spears. He shouted loudly.

The elder from Snow Cloud Valley nodded, flinging out a wooden box the size of a palm, before descending swiftly.

With just a few steps, he had already reached the spot where Han Muye and the God-Slaying Puppet Fighter were located.

The God-Slaying Puppet Fighter blocked his way.

Within the camp, the cultivators who had come from the Primordial Plane were all watching Han Muye and the God-Slaying Puppet Fighter with palpable tension.

“You’ve heard it as well; having offended the Crimson Heaven Demon Sect, we in Snow Cloud Valley can’t protect you.”

“The hundred Mengjia Divine Stones given initially are not enough to compensate for our losses today.”

“You go meet with those from the Crimson Heaven Demon Sect yourselves, and leave all your goods behind.”

The elder holding the wooden staff swept his gaze over them, gave Han Muye a glance, and shook his head, “You’re unlikely to return alive anyway, so leave these goods with Snow Cloud Valley.”

Taking advantage of someone else’s trouble.

That’s what partial cultivators do.