Chapter 2273: I'm here to kill you.
Chapter 2273: I’m here to kill you.
“I’ve come to kill you.”
With a single sentence from Han Muye, the surrounding environment froze instantly.
Endless bolts of lightning were drawn from the void, with billions of lightning flashes exploding, seemingly tearing every inch of the world apart.
The illusory cloud clusters that enveloped his body shattered, transforming into a bluish-gray pillar of light.
“This lightning—it has already reached the power to break through the origin of the world, it is merely a step away from returning to the primal source!” Zhao Pingjiang, a Divine Realm Expert stationed in the Pantheon Plane, gasped from mid-air, his body trembling.
Han Muye’s command of the Way of the Thunderclap had clearly reached the most powerful level within the Divine Realm; any stronger, and he would be at the Creator Level!
If Han Muye had fought him with this level of lightning Dao power earlier, he feared that he wouldn’t have been able to withstand a single strike!
“Heh, such a powerful being, how intriguing.”
Watching the cloud clusters around Han Muye shatter, Zhao Pingjiang’s eyes sparkled with admiration.
The power of the Lightning Dao, no matter what, what Han Muye displayed was the power of the Lightning Dao.
He too cultivated the Lightning Dao, and if there truly was a Creator Level expert in the Lightning Dao emerging, then all the practitioners of the Lightning Dao in the whole Great Pantheon Plane would benefit.
The pull of that power, the upliftment of their origin, could propel their cultivation to a higher level.
“Boom—”
The cloud clusters in front of Han Muye exploded, and a bluish-gray portal appeared before him.
On the other side of the portal was a scene of dazzling splendor.
This sight widened the eyes of countless onlookers.
“That is—the Imperial City…”
“How is it possible, how can one break through the spatial barriers and enter directly into the Imperial City?”
“Even the top experts among the royal family can’t achieve this, he, how could he possibly… ”
Shouts of astonishment arose, and as everyone stared at the portal, they were momentarily dumbfounded.
The Pantheon Plane was vast beyond measure.
The Source Energy of the Pantheon Plane was unimaginably strong.
The spatial integrity of the Pantheon Plane was so solid that it was virtually unbreakable, even for those in the Divine Realm.
If the space within the Pantheon Plane were so easily shattered, how could the powerful entities traverse millions of miles, and how could various forces still have a chance to exist?
“What, what is he trying to do…”
Zhao Pingjiang was stupefied.
Not to mention the method Han Muye used to shatter the barriers of the universe, just the scene outside that portal was unthinkable.
“He, he is really going to kill the Cloud Assembled God-King!”
He truly intended to kill the Cloud Assembled God-King!
Only at this moment did everyone realize, Han Muye was not bluffing, he was truly out to kill the Cloud Assembled God-King!
Madness!
Countless cultivators looked up, watching this scene, not daring to blink.
A Divine Realm being, crossing vast expanses of space, to kill a God-King of the royal family in the Imperial City.
Such a feat had never occurred in the Pantheon Plane before.
Before everyone’s eyes, Han Muye stepped forward, already stepping into the portal.
“Father!”
In the void, a figure plummeted down.
Huang Zhihu, sword in hand, her blood essence surging turbulently.
Behind her, the figures of several sword cultivators emerged.
They were not repelled by this realm because they all donned the waist tokens of the Heaven-Stabilizing Sword Sect’s disciples.
Han Muye paused within that portal.
“Father, in times past we could not stand by your side in battle, but now,” Huang Zhihu emerged with intense battle intent, “we wish to follow Father into battle.”
Behind her, all the sword cultivators manifested sword light, their faces revealing a deep battle intent.
For so many years, they finally caught up to Senior Brother Han’s pace, finally able to see his back.
From Nine Mystic Sword Sect to Profound Heaven World, from Profound Heaven World to the nine heavens, then to the Raincover Fairy Realm, Divine Realm, and the primordial world, step by step, they could never catch up to Han Muye’s shadow.
Time and again, it was Han Muye alone who fought in the outer realm.
They didn’t go to the Galaxy Universe; they also didn’t accompany Han Muye to this Pantheon Plane.
All the limitless wonders that Han Muye experienced, they had never participated in.
They only knew, if not for Han Muye bearing the Primordial Plane, it would have already collapsed.
They knew, if not for Han Muye’s support, the entire sword Dao inheritance of the Primordial Plane would have long ceased to exist.
Han Muye turned his head towards Huang Zhihu and the sword cultivators behind her.
Some of these people he recognized, some he no longer knew.
But he could feel that shared lineage of sword cultivation.
Han Muye’s face revealed a hint of a smile.
Unaware, the sword cultivators of the Nine Mystic Sword Sect had finally grown up.
Nine Mystic represented more than just the Nine Mystic Mountain of the Western Frontier in the Profound Heaven World.
Nine Mystic stood for the Sword Dao.
That unyielding and unsubmitting Sword Dao!
“Good.”
Han Muye spoke softly and waved his hand.
The void around him instantly collapsed, turning the portal into a myriad of miles along the fracture.
Huang Zhihu and the intermediate Sword Sect disciples stepped out behind him and landed within that fracture.
“Have these people all gone mad…”
Zhao Pingjiang stood in place, feeling his entire body tremble despite being a highly skilled cultivator from the Divine Realm.
Challenging the royal family, challenging the Immortal Dynasty, how could this be possible…
…
“Boom—”
The endlessly splendid terrain, tiered Heavenly Palace.
Outside the imperial city on the Great Pantheon Plane, a golden light barrier rose.
The barrier blocked Han Muye and the sword array behind him.
“Senior Brother, let me handle this.”
Behind Han Muye, a voice sounded.
Xiang Lingshuang stepped out, holding a pair of large swords, his body shimmering with golden light.
“Boom—”
His body transformed into a war elephant as tall as the heavens, slamming into the golden barrier.
The golden barrier outside the imperial city vibrated, cracking.
But the barrier quickly reformed as if nothing had happened.
“Impudent.”
Within the imperial city, a voice resonated.
A golden chain plummeted towards the war elephant formed by Xiang Lingshuang from above.
Huang Zhihu snorted lightly, drawing his three-foot-long sword.
“Form the array.”
With a low shout, a sword array materialized.
Three thousand nine hundred streaks of sword light shone forth.
Every streak of that sword light could instantly kill even a Dominance Realm individual.
Such tremendous sword light, so bright, was unbearable to gaze upon directly.
The three thousand nine hundred streaks of sword light converged and collided with the golden chains in the sky.
The chains shattered, and the sword light chopped down, striking the golden barrier.
“Bang—”
The sword light slashed through the barrier, penetrating thousands of feet before bursting apart.
Inside the resplendent imperial city, a figure appeared.
Clad in a golden robe, wearing a golden crown, with white hair and a jade belt.
The Cloud Assembled God-King.
“Han Muye, I admit you’ve got some courage to chase after the imperial city.”
“But it’s a pity you’re too arrogant, disregarding the dignity of the Immortal Dynasty.”
With his hands behind his back, the Cloud Assembled God-King’s face showed a trace of arrogance.
“I am right here. Come and try to kill me.”
As his words fell, he raised his hand and grasped downward.
The golden barrier enveloping the imperial city trembled, transforming into a boundless giant hand pressing down towards the sword array and Han Muye.
This was the power ruling the entire Great Pantheon Plane, the gathering of the Plane’s Heavenly Dao Origin.
This force of the giant hand could instantly crush numerous planes.
Under this giant hand, the endless pressure made even those in the Dominance Realm feel their bodies might shatter.
The sword cultivators united within the array still felt their bodies trembling.
Han Muye looked up, his expression calm.
“I came here to kill you.”
As his words ended, the sword light arose!