Maximum Comprehension: Taking Care of Swords In A Sword Pavilion

The foreign race individuals connected to the attack trembled in their bodies, and then blood spurted.

With a single blow, three hundred thousand from the foreign race were all severely injured!

The power of one man had fought horizontally against three hundred thousand from the foreign race!

This scene, which seldom occurred before the start of the Contend of Ten Thousand Realms when the powerful beings hadn’t been drawn away, now unfolded before everyone’s eyes.

The sight made everyone’s eyes widen in disbelief.

How could such a powerful being appear in the Lingxiao Domain?

With such strength, who could contend with him?

Above Han Muye’s head, the figure of an Ancient Giant Crocodile, a hundred thousand zhang tall, materialized, and then its tail swept across with a single strike.

The moment this Ancient Giant Crocodile appeared, the entire heaven and earth began to shake, and endless rays of Flowing Light sparkled.

Once again, just like the last time, all beings within the Lingxiao Domain began to tremble in fear.

This was because the bloodline power was too strong, suppressing the power of the entire Continent Domain.

“Boom—”

The age-old Fortified Mountain in the Lingxiao Domain was directly smashed to pieces.

The confusing power between heaven and earth, those illusions that led people astray, all vanished.

The entire range of mountains crumbled.

Over a hundred thousand cultivators in the Lingxiao Domain who had been scattered amongst the mountains all rose into the air and gathered together.

Chen Shaodong’s entire body trembled, his face pale.

He had pondered how strong Han Muye might be.

He felt that as long as Han Muye could display the power he showed on Lingxiao Peak that day, it would be enough to rescue Elder Gu Yue and the others.

He had long thought that saving Elder Gu Yue and a few elite disciples from various sects would count as a victory in this rescue mission.

But he never expected Han Muye’s strength to completely exceed his imagination.

It wasn’t that he had never seen powerful beings before.

Being the young sect master of the Lingxiao Sword Sect, his father and the top-notch elders of his clan were among the world’s mightiest, at the realm of Immortal Venerable, revered in the Sword Dao.

But the power shown by those Sword Venerables, when compared to Han Muye, Elder Han before him, seemed as fragile as candles in the wind.

Chen Shaodong dared not ponder what this person in front of him came to the Lingxiao Domain for.

“Can you handle the rest?” Han Muye’s blood essence slowly receded as he turned his head to look at Chen Shaodong.

This blow had dissipated much of the Dragon Crocodile’s murderous aura; returning to his seclusion to refine it would surely yield considerable improvements.

Han Muye could now feel a qualitative transformation in his physical body—a change he had never experienced before.

Could this be the leap in levels?

Chen Shaodong nodded, took a step forward, and looked at Zhu Lie and Gu Yue: “Elders, please quickly take care of the invading enemies.”

The three hundred thousand from the foreign race had basically lost their combat strength; even if there were a few who slipped through the net, they were now scared out of their wits.

If not now, when else should they reap the spoils of their victory?

Gu Yue and Zhu Lie exchanged a look, bowed slightly, and then led the intermediate Sword Sect disciples, along with the cultivators from the Sect of the Jade Dao and the Soaring Cloud Taoist Sect, rushing toward the escaping foreign race.

Even if they had not been severely injured by Han Muye’s strike, these members of the foreign race no longer had the guts to make a move.

What’s more, most of them were already seriously injured.

When the three hundred thousand foreign race had the advantage, they could unite; but now, they were each fleeing for their lives.

Without the battle formation strength, these foreign race members became nothing more than harvestable crops.

Han Muye could sense, as life after life was extinguished, a subtle change occurring within this continent’s domain.

In the void, specks of golden light began to converge.

Was this the nascent form of the Heavenly Demonic Beasts that contained the Myriad Realms Heavenly Beads?

The Heavenly Demonic Beasts are born from countless beings that carry the intent of heaven and earth from the Ten Thousand Domains.

It’s not completely about killing; at the very least, one must gather all the forces in a Continent Domain, which could then induce a change in the heavenly and earthly powers of that domain, allowing the Heavenly Beads to coalesce and give birth to the Heavenly Demonic Beasts.

After that, slay the Heavenly Demonic Beast, benefit the Continent Domain, and collect the Heavenly Beads.

If that’s the case, is it possible to obtain the Heavenly Beads ahead of time and advance the Continent Domain?

Having such a conjecture, it’s worth a try.

Standing in place, he waited until Chen Shaodong and the others returned to his side, each of them now bearing an extra trace of a murderous aura.

It was not only a murderous aura but also a hint of the entwinement of the power of heaven and earth.

This was the favor of the power of heaven and earth, an acknowledgment of this slaughter.

Of the three hundred thousand from the foreign race, less than half managed to escape.

The rest were either slain or surrendered.

For instance, the highly cultivated Daqinei, whose powers had already been imprisoned.

“Speak, what secrets do you have that can be traded for your life?” Chen Shaodong looked at Daqinei and spoke in a deep voice.

He was originally prepared to kill Daqinei on the spot.

But the other party said they had a secret of utmost importance and wanted to exchange this secret for their life.

If it were just Chen Shaodong, or the previous Lingxiao Sword Sect, he wouldn’t care about whatever secret it was.

But with Han Muye present, a secret might very well mean an opportunity.

Daqinei’s gaze shifted towards Han Muye, his body shuddering as he whispered, “Actually, it’s about enhancing Continent Domain’s power and quickly cultivating Heavenly Beads.”

Quickly cultivating Heavenly Beads.

His words piqued Han Muye’s interest.

Seeing Han Muye turn to look at him, Daqinei hesitated no further and eagerly divulged his race’s secrets regarding the Heavenly Beads.

In fact, it was similar to what Han Muye had thought, yet there was some difference.

The Contend of Ten Thousand Realms involved various Continent Domain elites fighting each other; all that fell or were damaged ultimately converged Between Heaven and Earth and transformed into Heavenly Beads.

But such Heavenly Beads were actually limited in number, and moreover, took a very long time to form.

Daqinei’s race had participated in the Contend of Ten Thousand Realms several times, with previous powerful beings conducting various experiments.

In the end, they discovered the optimal method to cultivate Heavenly Beads.

Control a domain, then annex other Continent Domains.

Not ascension, but annexation.

Ascension allows the Continent Domain’s power to reach the next level, but that’s only the bare minimum.

Annexation, on the other hand, maximizes the power of the Continent Domain when it reaches the next level.

If too much power from the annexed Continent Domains is accumulated during the process, it will all convert into Heavenly Beads.

Among Daqinei’s predecessors, one fortunate individual managed to annex two territories at once.

When the time came for ascension, all the excess power turned into Heavenly Demonic Beasts.

Once these Heavenly Demonic Beasts were slain, that particular Continent Domain saw an addition of a million Heavenly Beads.

Even if they were the lowest grade, these million Heavenly Beads allowed many elites below the Immortal Lords to break through.

That time, Daqinei’s predecessor ultimately obtained unimaginable opportunities in the Contend of Ten Thousand Realms and upon returning to their own universe, ascended along with heaven and earth to become a Transcendent Powerhouse.

Annexing Continent Domains to nurture Heavenly Demonic Beasts was, in essence, similar to what Han Muye had thought.

“How do you annex other Continent Domains?” Han Muye asked.

This was the crux of the matter.

Even though the void surrounding this Continent Domain wasn’t very stable and a strong being like Han Muye could easily break it open.

But even if it was broken open, there was nothing but dark void beyond this world of heaven and earth.

For the Contend of Ten Thousand Realms, one needed to wait for the power of heaven and earth to condense before ascending within the Continent Domain.

Only then would the next layer of heaven and earth become apparent.

After a moment of contemplation, Daqinei spoke softly, “When a Continent Domain becomes unified, it’s possible to sense the scattered inheritances within the surrounding domains.”

To sense the scattered inheritances and then integrate with them.

Chen Shaodong’s expression subtly changed.

In the Lingxiao Domain, cultivators either ascended to another level’s Continent Domain because their cultivation abilities were sufficient, or they stayed in the Lingxiao Domain.

There was no reason for cultivators from the Lingxiao Domain to be scattered in the same level’s Continent Domains.

To annex other same-level Continent Domains, wouldn’t one need to sense them using foreign cultivators?

Gazing at Han Muye, then turning to Daqinei, Chen Shaodong’s expression shifted.

With Han Muye commanding the Lingxiao Domain, even if the annexed domain belonged to Daqinei’s own race, what would that matter?

With their esteemed First Offering present, no domain or race could possibly annex the Lingxiao Domain.

Daqinei also understood this, which is why he now looked troubled.

Looking at Daqinei before him, Han Muye said indifferently, “Are you willing to stay in the Lingxiao Domain and contribute to the unification of this domain for the Lingxiao Sword Sect?”

To contribute to the unification of this domain?

If he did not contribute, he would likely have to leave his life behind, wouldn’t he?

Daqinei bowed deeply, “I am willing to serve my master.”

He was quite straightforward.

Turning his head to look at Chen Shaodong, Han Muye then said indifferently, “Your Sword Dao cultivation is still weak.”

“After returning to Lingxiao Peak, visit me every three days.”

Sword Dao is weak.

Meet every three days.

If Chen Shaodong did not understand the implication, he would not be able to command the Lingxiao Sword Sect after the departure of the sect’s stronger cultivators.

“Chen Shaodong thanks the master for your cultivation!” Without hesitation, Chen Shaodong knelt on one knee.

After all, he would have died if Han Muye hadn’t intervened just now.

“Good, in acknowledgment of your gesture, I’ll give you a gift.” Han Muye waved his hand, and a piece of sage-level armor flew down.

“You should know what this is, shouldn’t you?”