Maximum Comprehension: Taking Care of Swords In A Sword Pavilion

The gate above the sky also widened.

One by one, the Supreme First-Class Heavenly Demon Beasts and First-Rank Heavenly Demon Beasts began rushing into the light column.

“To complete the Great Dao is worth any peril,” said a black-robed elder with a long laugh, as he leaped toward the altar.

The other powerful beings from various universes no longer hesitated and followed suit.

Their figures dashed onto the altar, then into the golden light column.

In the light column, Flowing Light infused their bodies, rapidly perfecting the aura of each cultivator with incomplete Origin Rules.

This enhancement in power brought a look of surprise to everyone’s faces.

“Haha, so this is what replenishing the Great Dao Origin feels like.”

“Truly a heavenly opportunity, a chance that one might not get in a lifetime.”

“Thirty-eight million years, and today, this Immortal Sovereign finally steps into the Overlord Realm.”

…

Aside from those thirty thousand elites of the Ten Thousand Domains aligned in a battle formation under Huang Zhihu’s command, there were about a hundred thousand others from the Myriad Universes who felt far from reaching that level and hesitated immensely, leaving only Han Muye standing on the altar.

All the elites in the battle formation turned their heads to look at Huang Zhihu.

Orders must be followed.

At this moment, they acted as one. If they were to contest for the opportunity, it would come at Huang Zhihu’s command.

Huang Zhihu’s expression remained calm as he looked toward Han Muye up ahead.

The gaze of the Azure Dragon atop the stone pillar also fell on Han Muye.

“Boy, why aren’t you going?”

The voice of the Azure Dragon resounded.

Han Muye looked up, his expression serene, and softly said, “The so-called opportunities are just the blessings, resources, and potential accumulated previously, given at the right time.”

“All opportunities require something of equal value in exchange.”

Looking at the golden light column, Han Muye gently shook his head.

He didn’t think he had anything of equivalent value to exchange for the perfected rules.

Even if he had, why should he use it?

His cultivation abilities had already reached this level.

Moreover, if the Path to the Heavens were truly so miraculous, why were so many top divine beasts and powerful beings still bound here?

Didn’t they know to seize such an opportunity?

Han Muye’s words made the countless powerful beings on the stone pillars lower their heads to look at him.

“Hehe, maintaining one’s true nature in the face of such an opportunity is indeed rare,” the voice of a phoenix arose, with a hint of emotion.

Maintaining true nature.

Han Muye raised his head to look at the golden Heaven-Opening Sword Gate.

“Boom—”

Outside the altar, countless figures appeared.

Ten Wings.

Twelve Wings.

Four arms, three eyes.

Warriors of the Canan Tribe.

Each one was a top-tier warrior of the Canan Tribe.

But at this moment, these Canan Tribe warriors did not bother the scattered Heavenly Demonic Beasts nor did they attack the powerful beings from various universes outside the altar.

They hesitated not at all as they rushed towards the golden light column atop the altar.

Suddenly, the Flowing Light inside the light column became even more radiant.

At that moment, all the portals above the sky opened up, akin to a deluge of golden light pouring downward.

“Ah, these guys, too greedy,” a voice sounded from atop the altar.

Too greedy.

What does it mean?

Those who entered the light column, their cultivation abilities continually rising, all wore puzzled expressions.

“Hmph, only cowards would be too scared to come, right?” In the light column, an elder whose aura had already reached the Overlord Level sneered coldly.

Would you give up such an opportunity just because of potential dangers?

Isn’t every opportunity fought for?

Despite their indifferent expressions within the light column, the powerful beings secretly rejoiced.

“Not right!”

Suddenly, a voice resounded within the light column, filled with endless panic.

Everyone turned their heads, and what they saw was the first elder who had rushed into the light column.

By now, his aura had perfected, the power of the Great Dao surging.

But his complexion was deathly pale.

“The Great Dao seems perfected, but it lacks real cohesion…” he lifted his head to look towards the Heaven Gate above.

“Do I really want to step through the Heaven Gate?”

As he spoke, he flew towards the light gate above.

His body got closer and closer to the Heaven Gate.

But his speed slowed down evermore, his complexion growing increasingly pale.

“Not right!”

“A powerful force is gathering inside this Heaven Gate!”

“Heavenly Tribulation!”

In everyone’s eyes, a squad holding broad-bladed swords emerged from within the Heaven Gate.

These golden-armored figures appeared like Puppet Fighters, expressionless and a hundred feet tall.

As they watched the elder rushing toward the light gate, one golden-armored general raised his hand, his palm’s broad blade chopping down.

A bolt of golden lightning was drawn by the broad blade, smashing towards the elder’s body.

“Boom―”

The lightning struck the old man’s body, eliciting a painful scream from him.

This strike also turned the faces of many cultivators deathly pale.

It wasn’t that the strike was incredibly powerful, but rather the perfected power that emanated from the lightning.

Lightning perfected.

Such Lightning Dao power, who could withstand it?

Even a true Overlord would likely struggle to resist such lightning, right?

“Is that the Heaven Gate Guardian of the Azure Heaven Plane?” Han Muye narrowed his eyes.

A sharp light shone in his eyes.

He had seen this figure in the memories of the altar.

Those guardians were not real people but Puppet Fighters.

Puppet Fighters beyond Universe level.

Such was a refining technique entirely different from that in the Galaxy Universe.

Of course, beyond Universe level, it wasn’t a method that stepped into the Artifact Refining Forbidden Zone.

From the altar’s memories, Han Muye felt that the refining of this Heaven Gate Guardian was meant to fuse with the Great Dao of the Azure Heaven Plane.

It was suppression at the level of the Great Dao.

His gaze turned to the figures in those light columns.

These powerful beings, augmented by the Heaven-reaching Light Column, were no match before the Heaven Gate Guardian.

“Boom―”

The second blade of light fell.

The already fully vitalized old man gritted his teeth and sacrificed a Universe-level Treasure.

However, this Universe-level Treasure could only hold off the blade of light for ten breaths before it shattered loudly.

The lightning in the blade of light struck down again.

The old man’s body, now utterly unable to withstand the lightning, slowly showed cracks.

“No wonder, I really can’t bear it…”

The old man, looking at the cracks on his body, murmured softly, then his body suddenly collapsed.

From within his body, Heavenly Beads in golden color appeared.

Heavenly Beads.

Origin Force condensed into Heavenly Beads!

Once one stepped into this Heaven-reaching Light Column, all their Great Dao Origin would also be transformed into the power operation Rules of the Azure Heaven Plane at the time of augmentation.

Heavenly Beads.

No matter what creature you are, once you collapse, you will condense into Heavenly Beads.

This kind of predation among beings is simply cruel to the point of terror!

These are the Rules of the Azure Heaven Plane.

All beings are Heavenly Beads.

As long as one cultivates, there will ultimately come a time when they turn into Heavenly Beads.

“Those are the Rules of the Azure Heaven Plane,” said the Defiant Dragon, looking up, a trace of fear in his eyes.

“Different levels of power, different understandings,” nodded the phoenix, “Survival of the fittest.”

True survival of the fittest, much like the Desolate Wilderness of ancient times.

Could it be that at such levels of cultivation strength, it really is just the law of the jungle?

Han Muye shook his head.

In fact, at any level, it’s the survival of the fittest.

It’s just that in the Azure Heaven Plane, the Rules are more direct, unlike other Planes where it’s somewhat concealed.

“Run!”

Within the light column, a voice rang out.

A powerful being, radiant with golden light, no longer charged toward the portal above but flew out of the light column.

However, the moment he rushed out of the light column, a golden light lit up on the altar.

A golden chain appeared, binding him, and then a rising stone pillar tied him down.

This scene left everyone inside the light column stunned.

“Do you understand now?”

On the stone pillar, someone whispered.

“Either rush through the Heaven Gate, stepping into the Azure Heaven Plane.”

“Or be killed by the Heaven Gate Guardian.”

“Or, become a sacrificial offering for this altar.”

There is no fourth way out.

Inside the light column, those elites, originally jubilant due to the infusion of origin, now had pale faces.

“Charge!”

Dozens of voices rushed toward the portal in the sky.

“Escape!”

More figures rushed out of the light column.

The others were just watching.

Unfortunately, in the Rules, there were no exceptions.

In the sky above, outside the portal, bolts of lightning shone.

Heavenly Beads appeared.

All were Beyond First-Rate Heavenly Beads.

On the altar, several stone pillars emerged.

Without exceptions.

“Tsk, this batch, it’s rather briskly reaped,” a voice emerged from within the portal.

A youth in a jade-colored robe, wearing golden light on his head, and with white hair and brows reaching his temples, walked slowly with his hands behind his back.

He reached out his hand to grab the scattered Heavenly Beads.

Harvesting.