Maximum Comprehension: Taking Care of Swords In A Sword Pavilion Chapter 2270: 1026. Bolt of Lightning Becomes the Way, Sacred Realm Venerable

Chapter 2270: 1026. Bolt of Lightning Becomes the Way, Sacred Realm Venerable

It had arrived.

A swath of sword light swept across the sky, its fierce energy spanning the heavens.

Although separated by countless miles, that chilling killing intent seemed already locked in.

That sword was headed straight for the Golden Palace of the Protectorate!

“Marquis Su Ming of Weiyuan has arrived, we, the officials of the Golden Palace of the Protectorate, must greet him,”

The Green-robed Old Man at the head stood up, his figure moved, creating a phantom image.

This phantom image shattered the s.p.a.ce around it, making the world around it seem illusory.

Void Breaker Realm!

Another three similarly phantom figures followed, disappearing with a flash.

At least four powerful beings in the Void Breaker Realm.

It’s only natural for the Golden Palace of a Continent to have such strong beings.

This is the Great Pantheon Plane, one of the strongest planes in the world.

“Boom——”

Following behind the four Void Breakers were nearly thirty Dominion Realm experts, each one of them stirring up the origin power as they surged towards the sky.

In an instant, the entire area of the Wulingzhou Prefecture, all the large cities within ten thousand miles where cultivators resided, directly manifested countless streams of divine light, which condensed into phantoms of golden-armored generals.

Heaven Suppressing Guard.

This was the battle formation of the Heaven Suppressing Guard.

In that s.p.a.cious hall, seeing the divine light swirling in the sky, Zhao Jing, wearing his pale face, his eyes gleamed with hatred.

“Hmph, Han Muye, since you’ve come seeking death, you can’t blame this Marquis,”

“Take your Heaven-Stabilizing Seal and your head back; the elder will surely be happier.”

With a move of his body, his luxurious robes s.h.i.+vered, and he flew out of the great hall, heading towards the soaring sword light.

Midair, he could feel the fierceness of that sword light.

But what of it, could Han Muye alone suppress all the strong cultivators of Wuling Continent?

There are such powerful beings in the world, but Han Muye is unlikely to be one of them.

“Boom——”

Between heaven and earth, the sound of booming echoed.

All the cultivators in the city of the prefecture looked up.

In the sky, Han Muye, who was controlling the sword light, didn’t stop. He headed straight towards the figures coming towards him.

“Officials of the Wuling Continent’s Golden Palace, no need to be so polite,”

“This Marquis has merely come to take what belongs to him.”

His voice boomed like thunder, stirring the clouds between heaven and earth, causing the sword light to suddenly s.h.i.+ne brightly.

The first four Void Breaker Realm cultivators halted their movements and collided with the oncoming sword light.

Their figures stopped, their eyes widened.

The pressure from that origin power smashed all the surging blood essence and origin power within the guardians of the Golden Hall!

The Void-breaking Power could not resist that three-foot-long sword by a fraction!

The four figures were enveloped by the sword light, and within it, strands of sword intent formed chains that locked onto their bodies, dragging them backward.

More than thirty Dominion Realm bodies fell, seeing this scene, all were dumbstruck.

These were the Void Breaker Realm, yet they were being suppressed just like that?

“Too polite,” said Han Muye’s voice.

With a casual wave, countless sword lights pressed down directly towards the heads of more than thirty Dominion Realm experts.

“Block it!”

“So ferocious!”

Shouts rang out, all the Dominion Realm experts conjured golden armor on their bodies, transforming into towering golden-armored generals, and punched towards the coming light.

But as soon as their fist imprints appeared, the sword light had already shattered their golden armored bodies.

Dominion Realm is strong, capable of controlling origin power, condensing their own unique source of origin, able to control the Great Dao of Heaven and Earth.

But even the strongest Dominion Realm is nothing in front of Sacred Realm power.

Their condensed origin was like a clay puppet in front of the G.o.d of Swordsmans.h.i.+p.

“Bang——”

One by one, their golden armors shattered, more than thirty Dominion Realm cultivators were wrapped in sword light, dragged under that huge sword, sweeping across the sky.

Marquis Yunmo Zhao Jing, who had rushed over, was stunned at this scene.

Was the entire Golden Palace of the Protectorate wiped out like this?

Without even a real fight, were they suppressed like that?

Han Muye didn’t even look at the trembling Zhao Jing, his figure shook, and his three-foot-long sword fell towards the large city in front.

The layers of defense arrays above the layered city seemed like thin paper, easily torn apart by the sword light.

“Is that Marquis Su Ming?”

“What is he trying to do!”

“Those being suppressed are the guardians of the Golden Hall!”

Below, countless cries of alarm arose.

The oppressive force triggered by the three-foot-long sword made it impossible for anyone to look up.

“Marquis Su Ming of Weiyuan, that was excessive,” said a majestic voice coming from the direction of the Golden Palace.

In mid-air, a look of excitement appeared on the face of Zhao Jing.

“It’s a royal family elder, the esteemed ancestor Zhao Pingjiang, guardian of the Wuling Continent!”

“This person is a Great Sacred Realm Cultivator, a Duke of the Immortal Dynasty!”

In the void, before Han Muye’s three-foot-long sword, a figure emerged.

Dressed in a green Daoist robe, hair tied up, covered all over in layers of golden divine light.

White-haired and bearded, behind him flickered the flashes of myriad sabers.

A three-p.r.o.nged two-bladed long sabre floated alongside the Daoist.

“Sacred Realm!”

“That’s the Great Sacred Realm Cultivator, guardian of the Wuling Continent!”

“It’s Duke Zhao of Pingjiang!”

Throughout the city, cries of astonishment arose as everyone watched the two figures collide.

Zhao Pingjiang extended a finger, pointing directly at Han Muye’s three-foot-long sword.

The three-p.r.o.nged two-bladed long saber behind him flew out, transforming into a sky-supporting weapon, blocking before Han Muye’s sword.

An intensely surging divine light exploded, bearing billions of bolts of thunder, striking at Han Muye’s sword.

Each bolt of thunder alone could shatter the body of a cultivator beneath the cycle of reincarnation.

The entire heaven and earth were suppressed by the lightning.

Those in the Void-breaking Realm who were pressured by Han Muye’s sword light, along with more than thirty in the Dominance Realm, all became rigid.

Connected to the distant sky, Zhao Jing too was enveloped in that lightning and fell with a pained expression.

Han Muye looked indifferently at the divine weapon, the three-p.r.o.nged two-bladed sabre, coming straight at him.

A strike from a Divine Realm Expert.

Clearly, this powerful being, a Great Sacred Realm Cultivator who guarded one of the Continent Domains, was not akin to those from the outer realm.

The infinite Divine force and the origin power of heaven and earth contained in just this one strike could directly disperse the origin of an ordinary Sacred Realm cultivator.

No wonder the Great Pantheon Plane had become one of the strongest planes in the world; its powerhouses were indeed extraordinary.

The one before him was merely a Sacred Realm guardian of the Wuling Continent, and yet there were untold numbers above him in cultivation and combat strength throughout the entire Pantheon Plane.

Seeing the long weapon in advance, Han Muye also raised his hand.

“Boom—”

Similarly, billions of bolts of thunder fell!

He did not use the Power of the Sword Path but instead wielded the power of thunder!

His Way of the Thunderclap was also of the Divine Realm!

As Han Muye’s lightning power collided with Duke Zhao’s lightning, his eyes widened.

Perhaps he hadn’t expected Han Muye to possess such proficiency in the path of thunder!

“Good, mastery of thunder has reached the Divine Realm, Venerable Marquis Su Ming, you’ve truly made this old man look at you anew!”

Zhao Pingjiang laughed heartily, and three thunderous figures appeared around him.

He waved a hand, and the three figures rushed toward Han Muye.

“Heaven and earth move.”

“Life and death calamity.”

“Life of All Things.”

“Let this Immortal Sovereign see just how much control you really have over the Way of the Thunderclap!”

One bolt for heaven and earth to move.

One bolt for life and death.

One bolt for all things to live.

A confrontation between Divine Realms, a struggle of the origin powers of the Way of the Thunderclap.

Han Muye smiled as he watched the three thunderous figures approach.

At his side, the body of a divine bull manifested.

“The Way remains.”

“The Way vanishes.”

“Eternal life.”

Han Muye’s voice resounded as the thunderous body of the divine bull charged forward.