Maximum Comprehension: Taking Care of Swords In A Sword Pavilion

Submit to the human in front of him?

The leading Heaven-Devouring Demon Bull roared, its voice filled with boundless brutality.

The body of this Heaven-Devouring Demon Bull began to swell from its original thirty feet to nearly three hundred feet, almost mountainous in size.

This was pure bloodline power surging and condensing.

Outside its body, a giant shadow of ten thousand feet emerged.

A bloodthirsty, frenzied shadow, with dark demonic light flickering on its twin horns.

“Boom—”

The Heaven-Devouring Demon Bull charged toward the thin wall of flames ahead.

Han Muye watched this scene with a calm expression.

This was the wisest choice.

Since the image of a frenzied clan was shattered, it was time to display real strength.

As long as the strength was sufficient, it could still intimidate all directions.

What of the Origin Power of Fire? It did not mean submission was mandatory in the face of this power.

In the Desolate Wilderness, speaking with bloodline power and Origin was common, but it did not mean one could not defy the odds.

The Heaven-Devouring Demon Bull Clan was accustomed to defying the heavens!

“Boom—”

The wall of flames shook as it was struck by the giant shadow of the Heaven-Devouring Demon Bull, constantly vibrating.

But just as these vibrations barely started, they shattered the shadow of the Heaven-Devouring Demon Bull.

The bull that hit the wall of fire broke inch by inch, its mouth and nostrils gushing with blood.

“Bang—”

A king among the Heaven-Devouring Demon Bull clan, with the qualifications to challenge high-tier Divine Beasts, was directly killed.

The scattered bloodline power solidified into blocks of golden light Bloodstone.

A pair of sky-reaching horns fell to the ground, along with scattered black hide and pristine white long bones…

If these items were not collected, in countless years, they would give birth to various levels of spiritual materials.

This is the foundation of the never-ending life in the Desolate Wilderness.

“The origin power of heaven and earth is too strong…”

Divine Bird Bi Fang watched the fire wall shattering the demon bull with a soft whisper.

As a fire manipulator himself, his flames were mere candles compared to this wall.

Beside him, the Flying Cloud Beast’s eyes sparkled with divine light.

“His comprehension of the fiery power is unmatched by any I have seen.”

Firery power.

A thought struck Divine Bird Bi Fang.

Not far away, Zhu Rong clenched his fists.

Intense flames ascended from him, seemingly in response to the wall of fire, as if he was learning, challenging, and comprehending.

Divine Bird Bi Fang saw the flames on Zhu Rong’s body, too.

He could only marvel; the human race’s talent for learning was incredibly strong.

In the Desolate Wilderness, the physical strength of the human race might be the weakest, but their learning talent has always been among the top of all creatures.

Perhaps this was why those top clans in the Desolate Wilderness always subtly suppressed the human race, and the divine beast tribes harvested the humans’ faith?

The methods of the totem beasts were actually subtly restricting the progress of the human race. Whether Ritual Masters or Divine Pattern Masters, they all received power from the divine beasts.

How could the divine patterns set by those divine beasts be as strong as the Great Dao of Heaven and Earth?

The Great Dao Divine Pattern that Han Muye had just activated was many times more powerful than the one inscribed by the totem beast on the altar.

“Boom—”

The land between heaven and earth trembled again.

Countless flames of divine light ascended.

The fall of the Heaven-Devouring Demon Bull did not quell the power of the Heavenly Dao on the fire wall. Instead, it activated the attributes of the Fire Vein Origin within it.

Flame was just like that, able to keep burning and ascending as long as there was sufficient fuel.

At this moment, the soul and part of the bloodline power of a Heaven-Devouring Demon Bull became the fuel for this wall of flames.

The wall of flames seemed to have its own consciousness, as it pushed forward towards the ranks of the Heaven-Devouring Demon Bulls.

“I’ll give you one more chance, submit, or turn to ash.”

Han Muye’s voice rang out again, cold as frost.

This was the natural detachment that emanates after merging with the Origin Power of heaven and earth.

In the face of the Heavenly Dao, there was no emotion towards living beings.

“Roar—”

Some Heaven-Devouring Demon Bulls crazily slammed into the fire wall.

Others disregarded their own kind and fled.

Still others hesitated and slowly knelt down on all fours.

Those that hit the fire wall were, without exception, shattered.

The fleeing ones were few in number to escape successfully.

Because the speed of the fire wall’s spread was extremely fast.

Only those who quietly submitted were blackened by the flames, but at least they were unharmed.

“Boom—”

The divine patterns of the flames that crashed to the ground dissipated.

The wall of fire swept across ten thousand miles of earth and then scattered into golden red Fire Beads, rolling across the Wasteland, some falling into the soil, others bouncing on green stones.

This was the Origin Force of the Fiery Power of heaven and earth.

Of course, these gathered Origins were just the superficial part, the slight dispersals.

The real Origin had already returned to heaven and earth.

And because of the extermination of the Heaven-Devouring Demon Bull clan, the returned Origin was much more abundant than the one extracted from heaven and earth.

As the fire wall dissipated, the Primordial power carried by Han Muye also receded.

His Gold-Red Battle Armor was retracted, and the Primordial Battle Armor transformed into a piece of armor.

Only at this moment did all the confinements and suppressions in the surrounding ten thousand miles of heaven and earth seem as if they had never occurred.

Han Muye’s gaze turned toward the distant sky.

Just now, he had sensed the Overlord Level power of those who carried the Desolate, but these powerful beings had not shown themselves.

“Zhu Rong, have your people come and clean up the battlefield.”

“Take these submissive Heaven-Devouring Demon Bulls back with you.”

After speaking, Han Muye moved, turning directly into a flame and dissipated.

Zhu Rong looked at everything before him, his face showing excitement.

Hundreds of submissive Heaven-Devouring Demon Bulls, although none were at the divine beasts level, at least dozens of them were as strong as those Lower-tier Divine Beasts.