Maximum Comprehension: Taking Care of Swords In A Sword Pavilion

Chapter 1817: Divine Realm, Arrival of a Visitor

This attack was accompanied by a whistling sound and a mass of black clouds.

This strike imprisoned the surrounding sky and void, rendering them unable to break free.

Han Muye’s figure was also trapped.

This was a special divine ability possessed by divine beasts, capable of suppressing the rules of the void and earth.

This was the manifestation of worldly power.

Even those with the Primordial Chaos battle armor could only wait to die at this moment.

Even a powerful exotic beast of the Primordial Chaos level couldn’t break through such rule power.

Only rules could break rules.

Back then, the divine beasts and experts of the Primordial Chaos Universe looked down on the cultivators of the Galaxy Universe and other universes because, in their view, no one could surpass the Primordial Chaos heritage in terms of rules.

Looking up at the black tail descending, a golden light flashed in Han Muye’s eyes.

Imprisoned?

Who could imprison him at the level of rules?

Unless it was a universal-level powerhouse, no one could surpass him in controlling the rules.

It was just a divine beast.

“Boom”

The Qi and blood in Han Muye’s body converged into a golden pillar of light. It shook and broke through all the imprisoning power.

He raised his hand and struck out with a fist.

Lightning flashed and intertwined in the fist shadows, turning into a chain that locked the long black tail.

Opening his palm, the qi and blood on Han Muye’s body condensed into a set of red armor.

On the red armor, layers of blood light surged.

This was the power of the Blood Demon Formation that suppressed the power of the dragon crocodile back then.

Without the constraint of this array’s power, the dragon crocodile’s strength might have directly shattered the surrounding world.

The forces of the two layers of blood-colored armor intertwined, turning into a vast force.

Grasping the chain in his hand, Han Muye swung it out.

The chain, with the black tail and the body beyond it, directly shattered the rocks in front of it.

At this moment, the figure behind the long tail appeared.

A huge long-tailed scorpion with golden light in its pincers and blood-colored eyes.

“Yunlu Blood Scorpion, this fellow is extremely savage.” In the distance, the Golden Bird muttered as it watched a divine beast being flung away.

“Haha, that guy may be tough in appearance, but his strength is weakened, relying entirely on divine power.”

There was mockery in Chaos’ voice.

Lacking strength, and happening to encounter the powerful Han Muye.

Wasn’t this hitting a steel plate head-on?

As Han Muye, who had flung away the Blood Scorpion, moved, he had already stepped on the horn of the Heaven Wielding Hou’s horn.

The originally towering figure of the Heaven Wielding Hou was now less than 10,000 feet tall. Its body condensed like golden flames, and the horn on its head emitted a dazzling golden light, with mysterious spiritual patterns intertwining.

The fierce and violent look in the Heaven Wielding Hou’s eyes had disappeared, replaced by a hint of wisdom.

Around it, lightning constantly struck, as if forging continuously.

The Heaven Wielding Hou, which had originally rejected the power of the Tribulation Lightning, now enjoyed this power.

Although the lightning was painful, it could also make its body more solid and stronger.

Who didn’t want to be stronger?

As long as it could become stronger, it could give up or trade some things.

For example, at this moment, Han Muye was stepping on the horn on the Heaven Wielding Hou’s head. This was a provocation and an insult to it.

However, it didn’t fling Han Muye away.

Because at this moment, it could feel the lightning on Han Muye’s body constantly pounding its own body.

It couldn’t bear to give up this tempering.

In fact, when it looked up at Han Muye, , there was a hint of pleading in its eyes.

Being beaten so miserably, yet still trying to please.

This divine beast had some spirituality indeed.

Han Muye pressed his palm down.

Streams of golden light enveloped the Heaven Wielding Hou and it raised its head to look towards the distance.

A group of divine-level powerhouses, along with He Yangsun and Feng Jiutian, blocked the mighty Frost Heavenly Wolf.

No matter how this divine beast attacked, it couldn’t break through the blockade.

On the other side, the God-Slaying Battle Puppet resisted the Golden Bull, constantly colliding, with the Vast Heaven Golden Crow flapping its wings above the bull’s head, emitting flames.

The strength of the God-Slaying Battle Puppet was slightly inferior to the powerful fire-type Golden Bull.

But with the assistance of the Vast Heaven Golden Crow, it managed to suppress the Golden Bull.

As a result, all three divine beasts were finding it difficult to sustain themselves and were on the verge of defeat.

Meanwhile, the Blood Scorpion on the other side hadn’t recovered yet.

The divine-level cultivators who were originally watching had stopped waiting and all rushed towards the battlefield.

Opportunities to hunt divine beasts like this were rare.

Those divine-level powerhouses controlled the battle puppets, surrounding the Frost Heavenly Wolf.

The battle puppets transformed into 10,000-foot golden armors, each strike causing the void to tremble.

Five Primordial Chaos battle puppets stood in the forefront, each strike forcing the Frost Heavenly Wolf to retreat.

Although divine beasts were strong, they couldn’t withstand so many divine-level powerhouses, along with the joint efforts of the Primordial Chaos battle puppets.

“Bang!”

A golden battle axe struck down, ruthlessly chopping at the Frost Heavenly Wolf’s head, severing one of its black ears.

The black Heavenly Wolf, whose ear had been cut off, roared in pain.

Around its body, countless powers of frost collided, freezing the heavens and the earth.

Ice crystals appeared, spreading towards the surrounding heavens and earth.

These ice crystals froze the void and chaotic rocks into a mass.

Those divine-level powerhouses had to retreat.

The cold qi was too strong; their battle puppets and armors couldn’t withstand it.

If their physical bodies were touched, they would shatter instantly.

“Slaughter”