Chapter 2256: 1012, it seems that the Divine Venerate really hopes for my death.
Chapter 2256: 1012, it seems that the Divine Venerate really hopes for my death.
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Spatial power!
Watching Han Muye land in front of them, the four Illusory Mystics Divine Venerates stared wide-eyed, their bodies tensing.
It seemed like there was a short distance between them before, but in reality, there were countless spaces.
At this moment, the same was true for the thirty feet of void.
But for Han Muye, this thirty-foot void was as if it didn’t exist!
“How can this be…”
“Impossible, no clan in the world can surpass my Illusory Mystics Clan in the field of space, not even the Heavenly Transformation Dragon clan!”
Two of the Illusory Mystics Divine Venerates roared as their hands emitted a cyan-grey cloudlight, hurtling towards Han Muye’s chest.
.comHowever, as the cloudlight passed through the thirty-foot void, it visibly dissipated.
Thirty feet, as if it were thirty million miles distant.
“A stone’s throw feels like the other side of the world…”
The two Illusory Mystics Divine Venerates muttered from behind.
Han Muye turned the thirty feet of space before him into billions of miles away; not to mention their attacks couldn’t hurt him, but even if they wanted to escape, this thirty-foot space had become an insurmountable gulf.
“I want to know, what is the Heaven-Slaying Alliance,” Han Muye’s voice rang out again.
A faint sword light surfaced on his body.
“You won’t be able to know anything!”
The leading Illusory Mystics Divine Venerate shouted angrily, with billions of illusory lights exploding around him.
The other three Divine Venerates also stimulated their Source Energy, causing the surrounding space to shift.
The strength of the Illusory Mystics Clan, the methods of Divine Realm Experts, they had their pride.
Watching the space before him shift and change, Han Muye remained calm, raising his hand as a three-foot-long sword appeared in his palm.
This long sword was not his own sword, but one of the swords belonging to one of the two Sword Path Divine Venerables of the Sword Courtyard that he had faced earlier.
Gripping the long sword, its sword light woven together, streams of memories entered Han Muye’s mind.
The sword’s name was Fearless, forged from Sky Celestial Stone, tempered with Nine Dragons Heavenly Fire.
The sword body was three feet and five inches long, its edge half an inch thick.
Having endured lightning for eons and shaped by heavenly fire, the sword housed the power of Thunder-Fire, capable of unleashing the Heavenly Punishment Sword.
The sword’s first owner, the guardian in charge of the Rainflower Pavilion at Sword Court.
The sword’s second owner, the chief instructor of Sword Court, He Mingshuang.
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Memories surfaced one after another, appearing like a river in Han Muye’s mind.
As he perused these memories, the inheritance of Sword Court also unfolded before him.
Compared to the current two Sword Path Divine Venerates, the inheritance of Sword Court from ancient times was more majestic, more supreme, more domineering.
Each slash was enough to shake the soul, and each thrust could shatter mountains and rivers.
“Eternal Sword Platform.”
Within the memories of the sword, Han Muye saw the core of Sword Court’s inheritance, the appearance of the Eternal Sword Platform.
The Eternal Sword Platform, formed of swords.
A place with a sword cultivation inheritance that spanned billions of years.
On the azure stone steps, each step was a three-foot-long sword.
Every Sword Cultivator at Sword Court would leave their sword cultivation legacy upon those stone steps.
Whichever height one could reach on the stone platform, that’s where they would place their sword.
The Heaven Ascension steps, billions of long dragons of Sword Dao.
This Eternal Sword Platform was the accumulation of numerous years of Sword Court’s sword cultivation inheritance.
The previous owners of the sword in his hand had all stepped onto the platform, leaving behind their inheritances, as well as taking on and gaining many others.
In Han Muye’s view, the inheritance of Sword Court was rarely flashy; it was fundamentally about applying the principles of the sword.
“The Eternal Sword Platform is indeed worth seeing,” he mused.
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Brilliance flickered in his eyes as Han Muye whispered softly.
Within the three-foot-long sword, Han Muye found the existence of the Heaven-Slaying Alliance.
The Heaven-Slaying Alliance was set on severing the expansion paths of the Great Pantheon Plane and the other three super planes before engulfing their power.
In ancient times, the Wan Mountain Clan possessed the strongest physical bodies, the Illusory Mystics Other Clan ruled over countless planes with the strongest soul strength, and there were dozens of other once-prominent clans that had been forgotten in the river of time.
These forces combined to form what was known as the Heaven-Slaying Alliance.
Among them, the Sword Courtyard with immense combat strength, which had once swept across the Ten Thousand Domains before the Thirty Calamities Cycle, was always a target for the Heaven-Slaying Alliance to win over.
However, the Sword Courtyard, which owned the Eternal Sword Platform, never held the Heaven-Slaying Alliance in high regard.
This time, the Sky-Treading Clan, second only to the most elite super plane, intended to utilize the power of the Illusory Mystics Clan to seize the Void Illusion City, and the Heaven-Slaying Alliance was ready to take advantage of the situation and collaborate with the Sky-Treading Clan.
In truth, they had other ideas.
The Sky-Treading Clan was powerful but lacked many cunning strategies; if they could infiltrate and control the Sky-Treading Clan quietly, the strength of the Heaven-Slaying Alliance would become incredibly formidable.
It was precisely because of this reason that the Heaven-Slaying Alliance and the Illusory Mystics Clan provided full support to the Sky-Treading Clan, although they harbored ulterior motives.
His gaze turned towards the illusory space ahead, Han Muye shook his head gently.
Within the Heaven-Slaying Alliance, the Illusory Mystics Clan wasn’t considered very powerful; it was merely known for its clan’s special magical powers.
As for other clans within the Heaven-Slaying Alliance, indeed some had extremely strong combat strength, and there were even clans with powerful beings at the Creator Level presiding over them.
This is the Void World, where countless clans vied for dominance, and one could never truly know what forces lay hidden behind another.
“Boom—”
The void shattered, and a swath of illusion dissipated before them.
Four Divine Venerates of the Illusory Mystics Clan finally escaped.
The main reason was that Han Muye had no intention of pursuing and killing them further.
If he wanted to strike with full force, he could indeed kill one or two of the opposing Divine Venerates, but the cost to himself would also be significant.
Add to that crossing the Endless Void; there was also the risk of being ambushed by the powerful of the Heaven-Slaying Alliance.
Moreover, in his view, neither the Heaven-Slaying Alliance nor the Illusory Mystics Clan truly had a direct enmity with him.
He had no need to fight them to the death.
The reward given by the Heavenly Transformation Dragon clan was not insignificant, but it was not enough to make him fight to the death.
“Hum—”
Around him, streaks of azure sword light emerged.
It was a response from the Sword of Message Transmission in the hands of Yunjiang Divine Honor, countless quintillions of miles away.
Han Muye’s figure moved and vanished from his original location.
At this moment, Yunjiang Divine Honor and the others, who had already broken through the Dao seals, all had solemn expressions on their faces.
Before them, the space was empty, and Han Muye was nowhere to be seen; even the Sword of Message Transmission seemed unable to find Han Muye and trembled.
“Fellow Daoist Han, it can’t be that you really…” Yunjiang Divine Honor murmured softly.
“Really what?” a voice asked.
“Of course, that you truly have collapsed—” Godly Venerable Wu Yuan’s words were cut off when he suddenly widened his eyes and looked towards a spot not far behind him.
There, Han Muye, whose divine light had converged, stood in the void at an unknown time.
In the void, Cloudlight surged intensely.
“You, you’re not dead?” Godly Venerable Wu Yuan trembled, looking at Han Muye.
“It seems that Godly Venerable truly wishes for my death,” Han Muye replied with a light chuckle as he shook his head.
Godly Venerable Wu Yuan hurriedly shook his head, “How could that be, Fellow Daoist Han? With your cultivation as boundless as the heavens, it’s impossible for you to die so easily. We’ve known this all along—”
Before he could finish, Han Muye’s voice rang out again.
“I don’t know about others, but the Heaven-Slaying Alliance behind you, Godly Venerable Wu Yuan, would surely hope for my death.”
“Wouldn’t you agree, Godly Venerable?”
As his words fell, sword light flashed forth.
The black and white sword light caused Yunjiang Divine Honor and the others to close their eyes.