Maximum Comprehension: Taking Care of Swords In A Sword Pavilion

When heaven and earth were born, thunder was born.

Thunder is the power of heaven and earth and the mechanism of all things.

Both Zhao Pingjiang and Han Muye have mastered and practiced the power of thunder to the extreme.

The next step is to step into the ancestral source of thunder and transform into the realm of the Creator.

However, their understanding of Thunder Together is far from that level.

In the void, Kui Niu collided with three thunder bodies.

In a hundred-foot-wide space, the endless lightning turned into the birth and death of worlds.

Han Muye and Zhao Pingjiang looked at each other across from each other, watching the world in front of them continue to gather and destroy.

This is the birth and death of the Tao, and it is the confrontation between the two people's understanding of the Tao of Thunder and the original power they control.

Any cultivator under the divine realm who steps into this world will inevitably be torn apart by these two lightning bolts.

Even those in the divine realm would not dare to face such thunder.

Golden thunder and light intertwined, and the surrounding heaven and earth seemed to be unable to support it.

Zhao Pingjiang had a solemn look on his face, hummed low, raised his hand, and stabbed Han Muye with the three-pointed, two-edged weapon in his hand.

As the guard of this Fangzhou Territory, he cannot let the world collapse.

If the lightning escapes, hundreds of millions of miles around will be turned into ashes.

Han Muye looked calm and stretched out his hand.

He did not draw his sword, but it was still a bolt of lightning.

But when the lightning appeared, Zhao Pingjiang's expression changed.

There was a hint of pale white and a hint of black in this thunder light.

The power in the gray thunder light rises, clearly possessing the power of the ancestral source!

That is the peak of origin, the return of thunder!

"How is it possible..." Zhao Pingjiang whispered, and it was too late to take back the long soldier in his hand.

When the lightning wrapped around the weapon in his hand, it immediately shattered as soon as it was twisted.

The magic weapon that had been with him for countless years was just shattered into pieces!

Zhao Pingjiang turned pale and stepped back.

Han Muye pressed his palm, and all the lightning in front of him was shrouded in place.

The thunderbolt that Zhao Pingjiang cultivated was also suppressed by him and stirred in its original place.

The two thunder powers merged together, and golden divine light burst out from Han Muye's eyes.

He directly swallowed Zhao Pingjiang's thunder and turned it into his own origin!

For a god who has practiced the way of thunder all his life, the power contained in his thunder is so magnificent that even Han Muye himself has never experienced it.

This thunder perception combined with his own thunder power, making him feel surging with lightning.

Behind him, a pair of thunder wings spread out, covering the sky and the sun.

There was also an illusory long horn floating in the air above his head.

The Kui Niu body stepped in front of him, bowing its head slightly.

"How is it possible that the thunderous return to the original state and the perfection of the divine realm..." Zhao Pingjiang stared at Han Muye in front of him with wide eyes.

This is the realm he has been pursuing for countless years, the perfection of divine power, but he is always one step short of it.

In the entire Pantian plane, only a handful of people have reached that step.

Unexpectedly, Han Muye in front of him was already a thunderbolt.

But he is obviously a sword cultivator...

"Bang!"

Zhao Pingjiang's figure fell to the square below, his face solemn.

Han Muye followed closely.

"Block——"

In the void, there was a loud shout.

Golden-armored military formations rose up one after another, and countless energy and blood light beams merged together, turning into the phantoms of the golden-armored generals, and crashed towards Han Muye.

This is the battle formation power of Zhentianwei.

Even though he knew that it was impossible to stop a god, the Heaven-Suppressing Guard army still faced him head-on.

Looking at the layers of military formations, Han Muye raised his hand.

"Buzz——"

The big green seal flew down, covering the sky.

The golden writing under the big seal emits a brilliance that matches the golden light on all the Heaven-Suppressing Guards.

"Suppressing the sky guard, seeing the seal is like an order."

Han Muye shouted loudly.

All the military formations stood still.

Zhentian Seal!

The golden-armored generals in front of the military formations all looked at Han Muye.

"Meet the commander!"

A series of shouts sounded.

The Heaven-Suppressing Guard is not controlled by outsiders and only accepts the control of three Heaven-Suppressing Seals.

This is the rule.

Now, with the Heaven-Suppressing Seal in Han Muye's hand, he can control the entire city's Heaven-Suppressing Guards.

Han Muye raised his hand and withdrew the Heaven-Suppressing Seal. He passed through the military formation and landed on the square.

"Snapped--"

One after another figures fell down.

They are all the masters from above, and there are four people who are in the Void-Breaking Realm.

So many of Wulingzhou's top experts were like tied pigs, falling onto the square.

They wanted to stand up, but the sword light wrapped around their bodies, making them unable to even stand up.

"Marquis Weiyuan, what on earth are you going to do?"

Zhao Pingjiang's palms trembled, he took a deep breath and whispered: "I admit that you are strong enough, but you have to know that this is the dignity of the Immortal Dynasty."

Decent.

The majesty of the Immortal Dynasty was built up by the accumulation of countless strong men.

The Immortal Dynasty helped the Pantian plane to devour countless planes, and finally inspired the source to feed back and cultivate countless strong men.

This is the process of the rise of a large plane.

"Okay, I'll give Xian Chao dignity."

Han Muye raised his hand and retracted all the sword light.

One by one, the guardians of the Dominating Realm and the Pouring Void Realm struggled to get up, extremely embarrassed.

No one dared to look at Han Muye.

The might of the powerful men in the divine realm scared them all.

Han Muye restrained the lightning on his body, threw out an identity card, and said calmly: "I want to exchange all these tens of billions of military merits. Is there no problem?"

His words caused the expressions of the four Void-Breaking Realm experts who stood up to change.

"Marquis Weiyuan, there is no one in Wulingzhou——"

Before the person in the Po Xu Realm had finished speaking, Zhao Pingjiang had already said: "No problem."

…

One day later, Han Muye took Zhao Pingjiang and left with all the supplies Wulingzhou Prefecture had scraped together.

Seeing him leave, everyone breathed a sigh of relief.

"Pingjiang Gong, Weiyuan Marquis, is it too much to plunder the city's resources like this?"

"Yes, he doesn't take Xian Chao seriously at all."

Several master realms looked at Zhao Pingjiang with anger on their faces.

Even if Han Muye is in the divine realm, he should still give them face.

What does it mean to directly suppress them?

"My lord, there are still seven masters under Yunxu Mountain who have been suppressed."

An old man in the Breaking Void Realm looked at Zhao Pingjiang and whispered.

Zhao Pingjiang shook his head.

He clasped his hands behind his back and looked toward the sky.

"What if such a strong person doesn't give face to the Immortal Dynasty?"

"How many of the gods in this world are serious about giving face to the Immortal Dynasty?"

With a hint of curiosity on his face, Zhao Pingjiang said softly: "But it's time for the Immortal Dynasty to take action."

"The things Zhao Puxin caused by himself need to be solved by himself."

"After passing this level, Marquis Weiyuan will be the real Marquis Weiyuan."

"I can't resist it, haha..."

…

Han Muye's flying body stopped in the void.

In front of him, a blue-grey cloud suddenly arrived, locking the entire space around him.

"I admit that I despise you."

"Zhao Jing came to you without permission to ask for merit and the Heaven-Suppressing Seal. I have already killed him."

"Han Muye, admit your mistake to me and come to the imperial city to kneel down outside the Hunting Hall for ten thousand years. How about you still be your Weiyuan Marquis?" (End of Chapter)