Maximum Comprehension: Taking Care of Swords In A Sword Pavilion

Chapter 2194: 950, Battle of Conquering the Heavens, stepping out of Pantheon!
 

Han Muye’s palm strike, to the onlookers, seemed nothing out of the ordinary.

It was merely a gesture, a raising hand and moving foot. How much force could it carry?

Could such a palm withstand a punch powerful enough to obliterate the Dao?

But to the man who threw the punch, this palm made his whole body tremble uncontrollably.

This was not merely a palm strike, it was as if heaven and earth were colliding!

A single palm contained the power of heaven and earth, something beyond the capabilities of Dao Realm cultivators.

Above the Dao Realm, lies the Primordial Realm!

The seemingly calm and collected person before him was actually a Primordial Realm cultivator!

“Bang—”

Fist met palm, and a faint sound echoed.

The burly man trembled all over, as if bearing the weight of tens of thousands, his legs unable to support him, he fell to his knees before Han Muye.

“Although you couldn’t withstand my palm, you’ve at least shown such great respect.” Han Muye revealed a slight smile on his face, reached out, and patted the big man’s shoulder, “What’s your name?”

The big man was stunned for a moment, then hurriedly bowed deeply, “I, the humble Zhang Cheng, have seen big brother.”

Han Muye smiled and shook his head, walking forward.

The crowd around him hurriedly cleared a path.

Having established his dominance with a palm, no one dared to face Han Muye directly anymore.

“Big brother, I will arrange accommodations for you.”

“Quick, vacate the best quarters.”

Zhang Cheng shouted from behind, following closely behind.

Seven or eight cultivators dressed in martial robes quickly followed suit.

An old man with unkempt hair, who was standing by, squinted his eyes as he watched the direction Han Muye was leaving.

“Extreme Dao Realm? Or is it Primordial Realm?”

“If it’s really the Primordial Realm, then he must be someone aiming to use the merits of the Death-defying Camp to join the Heaven-Stabilizing Guards.”

He murmured softly, a faint power of qi and blood swirling around him.

“Master Lu, what cultivation does this guy have, that even Zhang Cheng could not withstand a single palm?” a skinny young man moved closer and asked the old man in a low voice.

The old man shook his head, his mouth curving into a grin, “Who cares what his cultivation is, surviving long in the Death-defying Camp is what really counts.”

This remark brought faint smiles to the faces of those around.

Yet as everyone’s gaze turned towards Han Muye, there was a flicker of shrewdness in their eyes.

In the Death-defying Camp, aligning with the strong could also mean a longer life.

…

The grand tent Zhang Cheng found for Han Muye was not small, supported by the furs of mutated beasts and shone with luster.

Zhang Cheng also introduced Han Muye to the Death-defying Camp and the surroundings of this station.

This camp in the Shenhe Prefecture of the Wuling Continent was the military station for the Battle of Heaven, housing ten million soldiers in total.

Out of these ten million, eight million were cultivators from various sects, but most had low cultivation levels. Not many were from the Primordial Realm, and those in the Qiankun Realm were even fewer.

Among the remaining two million soldiers, a hundred thousand were military guards, maintaining order in the camp as well as overseeing battles, and sometimes they also partook in battle.

The Death-defying Camp consisted of one million five hundred thousand people.

The remaining five hundred thousand were the town Sky Guards.

Most in the Death-defying Camp were from different sects who had erred, alongside those who willingly came to vie for military exploits.

“To become a Town Sky Guard, one way is to have great potential and receive the Order of the Town Sky, becoming a Reserve Town Sky Guard; another way is through decisive military merits as a Soldier of a Hundred Battles, achieving the rank of a Town Sky Guard.”

Looking at Han Muye, Zhang Cheng’s eyes revealed a hint of depth.

For a Primordial Realm cultivator to enter the Death-defying Camp and not aim to become a Town Sky Guard, no one would believe it.

“What if someone has both the Order of the Town Sky and the decisive merits of a hundred battles?” Han Muye asked calmly.

Zhang Cheng’s eyes sparkled.

Such words from Han Muye couldn’t possibly be unintentional.

Could it be that he possesses the Order of the Town Sky?

“Big brother, those who hold the Order of the Town Sky and survive a hundred battles decisively can become a Central Capital Commander of the Town Sky Guards,”

“With sufficient military merits accumulated, one might even become an Army Officer.”

Zhang Cheng took a deep breath, speaking softly, “Not to mention the fact that an Army Officer of the Town Sky Guards can command three thousand Town Sky Guards, having the power to sweep a region alone, just having the opportunity to assemble an army of a million is what countless people yearn for.”

The right to assemble an army.

The armies in the Battle of Heaven are temporarily assembled and disbanded after the battle.

At that time, the status of a Town Sky Guard allows the recruitment of soldiers.

These soldiers, survivors of the war, all possess absolute combat strength.

Only a Town Sky Guard Colonel has the qualification to assemble an army.

However, becoming a Town Sky Guard Colonel is no simple matter.

According to Zhang Cheng, out of the one million five hundred thousand from the Death-defying Camp, no more than a hundred thousand would survive to leave.

Among those hundred thousand, even fewer than a hundred could become Town Sky Guards.n/o/vel/b//in dot c//om

Among those hundred, at most two would become Colonels.

From nearly a million people, only about one becomes a Town Sky Guard Colonel.

Compared to those five hundred thousand Town Sky Guards, such a ratio is unimaginably low.

“Town Sky Guards are mainly selected from the military guards, as well as recruited from major sects; our Battle of Heaven military camp produces far too few,”

Zhang Cheng nodded regretfully.

In cooperation with the major sects, ordinary cultivators hardly have a chance for promotion.

Even if these ten million soldiers were nearly wiped out, only a few would become Town Sky Guards.

Even the chance to become a common military guard was not available.

Zhang Cheng left, and Han Muye rested in the camp, not concerning himself with external affairs.

The camp of the All-Encompassing Sword Sect was managed by Zhang Mingyuan and others.

He only needed to continuously hone his cultivation abilities, invoking his own power.

Ten days later, the heaven and earth roared.

“Big brother, the Death-defying Camp is marching!”

Outside the tent, Zhang Cheng’s voice was heard.

Han Muye walked out of the tent and saw over a hundred men in black armor, standing respectfully.

These men all followed Zhang Cheng, and now they all obeyed Han Muye’s command.

Han Muye nodded and looked into the distance.

A pillar of light pierced the sky, intertwined with streaks of golden divine light.

A gateway appeared within a radius of a hundred miles.

Outside the gateway was the heaven and earth outside the Pantheon Plane.

“Battle for the Heaven —”

A long howl sounded from afar.

The sound shook heaven and earth, clearly belonging to an expert with heaven-reaching cultivation abilities.

“Life and Death Realm.”

Han Muye whispered.

“Battle for the Heaven —”

Countless voices converged into a frenzied torrent that vibrated the mountains and rivers.

The origin power of heaven and earth turned into a whirlwind, scattering all the surrounding clouds.

The power of heaven and earth in the Pantheon Plane was stirring, drawing endless origin power.

Every Battle for the Heaven was meant to increase the power of heaven and earth in the Pantheon Plane.

This was the great trend propelled by heaven and earth.

The struggle between heaven and earth was enshrined in battle.

Military formations charged into the large array, enveloped by the pillar of light, then disappeared into the gateway.

“Let’s go.”

Han Muye spoke indifferently, empty-handed, and quickly ran forward.

Zhang Cheng and the others hurriedly followed.

Behind them, Master Lu smiled and waved his hand, with hundreds closely following.

The team charged into the pillar of light and disappeared in the Pantheon Plane.

Around them, tens of thousands of such teams of a hundred vanished.

…

Han Muye’s figure appeared in a gray-blue heaven and earth, the surrounding mountains and rivers were similar to the Pantheon Plane, but the numbers were vast and reached into the clouds.

“This is the Great Origin Plane.” Followed by Han Muye, Zhang Cheng’s body glimmered with layers of golden light, uncontrollably transforming into a thirty-meter tall giant.

Behind him, the bodies of thousands of cultivators that landed on this place also solidified into thirty-meter giants.

Golden light enveloped Han Muye as well, yet his body did not change in the slightest.

“I am Mao Dahe from the White Stone Sect, with Extreme Path Peak Cultivation.”

“Those willing to follow, come.”

Not far away, a giant thirty meters tall called out.

A crowd of cultivators gathered towards that direction.

In the Death-defying Camp, the Extreme Path Realm was considered highly skilled.

Within a hundred breaths, a thousand people gathered there, creating a formidable presence.

The thirty-meter tall giant in golden armor looked in the direction of Han Muye and his group, a cold smirk appearing on his face.

“Hmph, don’t blame me for not saving you when you get crushed later.”

This remark made the gathering cultivators show a smile on their faces.

Stepping into another plane without following the strong or grouping together for warmth was akin to seeking death.

Zhang Cheng looked back at his followers; among these hundred-or-so people, some had flickering gazes, showing signs of retreating.

Han Muye’s eyes swept forward, and he said indifferently, “Let’s go.”

As his words fell, he took a step forward.

“Boom—”

With that step, his body instantly expanded a hundred meters.

He took another step.

The surrounding heaven and earth trembled.

Everyone looked up, eyes wide, gazing at this giant who obliterated the sun!

A thousand meters!

“Qiankun Realm, huh…”

“How is it possible, how could such a realm enter the Death-defying Camp…”

A series of stunned whispers arose.

Han Muye took another step.

“Boom—”

Within tens of thousands of miles, heaven and earth trembled, mountains and rivers collapsed!

Ten thousand meters!