Chapter 2274: 1030, let the Immortal Sovereign devour this Great Pantheon Plane.
Chapter 2274: 1030, let the Immortal Sovereign devour this Great Pantheon Plane.
A three-foot-long sword spanned across the sky, its edge adorned with intertwined flashing bolts of lightning.
As the sword light moved, billions of lightning bolts surged from the void, covering the heavens and the earth.
The lightning power collided with the golden palm above the sky, causing the whole world to start shaking.
This sword could slay deities!
“Boom—”
An explosion of endless lightning engulfed the entire imperial city, making the sky above the city teem with dragon-like flashes of lightning.
The stars scattered across the sky turned to ash before this lightning.
This strike made the origin power between the heaven and the earth tremble.
“This person’s Way of the Thunderclap has reached the pinnacle of the Divine Realm!”
“Using the sword to command lightning, his sword cultivation abilities are not inferior to the Way of the Thunderclap!”
Within the imperial city, several low exclamations arose.
In front of palaces, countless figures appeared, looking up at the lightning in the sky with solemnity in their eyes.
The golden palm shattered, and the Cloud Assembled God-King’s eyes darkened, his body retreating uncontrollably.
The strength of Han Muye’s sword light had surpassed his expectations.
He channeled the origin power of heaven and earth with the power of the city’s array, yet he could not withstand Han Muye’s single sword.
When had such a Sword Dao Sage ever appeared in the world?
“Han Muye, do you truly disregard the Great Pantheon Plane, disregard the Imperial Dynasty?”
The Cloud Assembled God-King steadied his form, looking up and shouting.
If it wasn’t for the golden light screen reassembling above the heavens, he wouldn’t dare face Han Muye directly.
But if he were to retreat just like that, could he still maintain his dignity?
“Disregard the imperial city?” Han Muye raised his hand, and the shattered three-foot-long sword reassembled.
“You, Cloud Assembled, are not worthy to represent the imperial city, nor to represent the Immortal Dynasty!”
Han Muye’s voice resonated above the sky, and once again, the sword light dazzled.
That sword light made the Cloud Assembled God-King feel a chill run through his body.
“Kill!”
As if his spirit was shaken, he couldn’t help but utter a low shout, raising his hand as streaks of golden light rose.
Heaven Suppressing Guard.
This was the army of the Heaven Suppressing Guard.
Holding the Heaven-Stabilizing Seal, the Cloud Assembled God-King was authorized to summon the entire Heaven Suppressing Guard of the Immortal Dynasty.
Within the ranks of the Heaven Suppressing Guard, at least five Divine Realm experts revealed their forms.
With the Divine Realm leading, invoking the power of the military formation, the space for thousands of miles trembled.
Five towering golden armored figures appeared, stepping forward with weapons in their hands smashing down directly at Han Muye.
“Defend—”
Huang Zhihu shouted, with sword light appearing on her body.
All the sword cultivators behind her took to the air in formation, their sword lights merging together to block the force of the battle formation wielded by the five Divine Realm experts.
Even though the sword array seemed on the verge of collapse, it was evident to everyone that this sword array indeed blocked the formation controlled by the five Divine Realm experts of the Heaven Suppressing Guard.
Han Muye’s eyes narrowed, the green Heaven-Stabilizing Seal floating in his hand.
“If the Heaven Suppressing Guard does not recognize the Heaven-Stabilizing Seal, then there’s no need for it to exist.”
Han Muye’s voice rang out, then he took a step forward.
At that moment, the thunder light on his body dissipated, leaving only a faint sword light.
This scene seemed to outsiders as an admission that he couldn’t break through the barriers of the imperial city and had thrown in the towel.
Yet the moment Han Muye retracted the thunder light power, within the imperial city, at least two vast powers surged.
“I once cultivated a sword, forming it from 10,000 swords becoming one.”
“With this sword, breaking the grand momentum of the imperial city of the Immortal Dynasty on the Great Pantheon Plane is sufficient.”
Han Muye’s voice sounded, and a sword light emerged in his hand.
Not a single sword light, but ten thousand sword lights.
Not ten thousand sword lights, but tens of millions of sword lights!
Endless sword lights converged, forming a terrifying long sword!
No sooner had the sword appeared than several Divine Realm experts in the city below felt their auras surge uncontrollably as they took to the air.
“Be careful, this sword is extremely powerful!”
“This is the Sword Path Divine Realm!”
“His combat strength actually makes my soul tremble!”
Sounds of low exclamations arose, revealing at least thirty Divine Realm figures.
At this moment, the sword light in Han Muye’s hand had already solidified.
“This sword, named Ancestral Return of 10,000 Swords,” Han Muye whispered.
At this moment, he seemed to be back on Nine Mystic Mountain.
He seemed to be in the Scripture Pavilion, reading the ancient books left by Elder Mo Yuan, where myriad sword lights became one.
“Ten thousand swords, Ancestral Return.”
Sword light rose, sword light fell.
Billions of stars, obscuring the sun!
That billion points of brilliance condensed into a single line, directly breaking through the barriers of heaven and earth below, shattering all the grand arrays of the imperial city.
Sword light split the heavens and the earth, then fell on the Cloud Assembled God-King’s head, crashing down.
The Cloud Assembled God-King tried to flee but couldn’t withstand this sword, his body directly shattered.
The sword light continued forward, falling in the imperial city.
At least three thousand miles of mountains and rivers were shattered, countless palaces were split open by a single sword.
The treasures housed within those palaces, all turned to ash under this single sword!
One divine realm expert after another tried to block the sword light but was instead sent flying by the impact.
This sword light, no one could withstand.
“It’s over.”
A voice rose from within the imperial city.
A figure in white robes wearing a golden crown appeared before the sword light, raising his hand to point.
The kilometers-long sword light was finally stopped.
At the elder’s fingertip, the sword light, like a snuffed-out candle, directly shattered.
“With your sword cultivation abilities, you ought to have been nurtured within the Great Pantheon Plane.”
“Unfortunately, you should not have ignored the Immortal Dynasty, violating its Majesty.”
The elder withdrew his finger, his gaze turning towards Han Muye.
Merely this look caused the world in front of Han Muye to collapse.
The sword array behind him exploded with a thunderous roar, all the sword cultivators, including Huang Zhihu, were all forced to retreat, spitting blood.
If not for those five Heaven Suppressing Guards divine realm experts, who were bound at the moment, as the sword array shattered, all the sword cultivators would have turned to dust.
“Creator?”
Han Muye took a deep breath, his body emitting an endless divine light.
In his hand, a black and white sword appeared.
As this sword was revealed, the elder in white robes narrowed his eyes.
“Power of Creation?”
“No, this is…”
Han Muye gave no time for the elder to reflect, as his long sword had already thrust forward.
The sword light turned into a grayish-blue color, with black and white flowing lights colliding, then the sword edge appeared right in front of the elder in white robes.
The white-robed elder’s expression grew serious as he raised his hand, holding a golden-red lotus.
“Clang—”
The golden-red lotus was directly shattered and devoured by the black and white sword light, then the sword light continued unstoppably, crashing towards the elder’s head.
“This is God-Ending!”
The white-robed elder’s expression turned to fear, his figure retreating backward.
The power of God-Ending, he dared not touch!
“Arrogance.”
On the other side, a golden-armored black-bearded Daoist stepped forward, his hand holding a golden battle spear directed at the black and white sword light.
“Bang—”
The sword light shattered, the intertwining black and white colors forming a shadow at the spot.
The golden-armored Daoist pointed his long spear toward Han Muye, shouting loudly, “Daring to employ the power of God-Ending, today you’ve chosen a path to death.”
Upon his spearhead, a burst of golden light erupted.
Yet before he could strike, both he and the elder in white robes behind him drastically changed their expressions.
In the place where Han Muye’s sword had just fallen, where the Cloud Assembled God-King had collapsed, layers of black mist appeared.
That mist, unexpectedly, was also the power of God-Ending!
“This Immortal Sovereign has slumbered for countless years, and you all in Great Pantheon Plane wouldn’t even yield this bit of God-Ending?”
A voice arose from within that mist.
“Since it’s so, let this Great Pantheon Plane be devoured by this sovereign…”