Maximum Comprehension: Taking Care of Swords In A Sword Pavilion

Chapter 1745 - 1745: A Hundred Divine Patterns Meant UniverseLevel Soldiers! (2)

Chapter 1745: A Hundred Divine Patterns Meant UniverseLevel Soldiers! (2)

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But in an instant, this saber was deflected, and the body of this battle puppet was pushed back dozens of feet away, unable to advance even a fraction.

He Yangsun didn’t make a move. He watched as the level seven battle puppet was blocked by several peers, trapped, and then exhausted of its origin stone power.

No wonder Master Han said that the ancient battle puppets and battle armor were no longer suitable for the present.

This battle puppet was strong enough but it expended too much energy to operate.

Compared to its peer of today, although it had greater destructive power, it was less agile.

Agility was the greatest difference between the two. It was also the greatest achievement of later generations in the art of refining and forging.

Later generations had much fewer spiritual materials and spiritual energy, and they no longer had the standards of ancient times.

Forging ancient-grade battle puppets and armors of the same level as those from ancient times with materials obviously inferior to those of ancient times was a progress in the art of refining.

If strength couldn’t be increased in terms of bearing and power, then efforts were directed towards agility and transformation.

This direction was not wrong.

Based on what He Yangsun knew, Master Han’s research direction was actually quite similar.

More refined, more agile, and even reaching the level of bionics.

“Bang!

Finally, the level seven battle puppet in front fell down. It was trembling and losing power.

Without needing He Yangsun to say anything, everyone naturally put away their battle puppets.

It was just a level seven battle puppet. Alliance Master He did not fancy it.

Seeing He Yangsun’s team dealing with the level seven battle puppet, those experts who followed closely behind paused slightly.

The strength of He Yangsun’s group exceeded their imagination.

He Yangsun didn’t turn around. He continued walking forward with a calm expression.

After eliminating dozens of black-armored battle puppets and ancient relics that manifested in illusory forms supporting armor and displaying their tull power, they finally arrived at a relatively intact warehouse.

It was called a warehouse because there were obvious signs of it, and the building was quite a common spacious house.

“Bang!

A level seven armor master punched the sealed 30-foot-tall greenish-black door.

The door shook slightly, shaking off a bit of dust.

The armor master who threw the punch turned red-faced and looked back.

He couldn’t break open this door.

“I’ll do it.” Obo Yang, who was wearing a green robe, flew forward. A green light in his hand transformed into a green battle armor. Then he swung a 10-foot-long saber down.

“Boom—n

The green saber beam slashed down, and the door of the warehouse in front of him exploded into pieces. A rich spiritual energy rushed out.

“Origin stones!”

“A decent grade of origin stones. This is a warehouse for origin stones!”

As the door shattered, the spiritual light in the warehouse erupted, attracting many cries.

The experts who were following behind couldn’t hold back anymore and flew over.

He Yangsun snorted coldly and turned around to look at those people.

“Snap—

Golden armor covered his body as he unsheathed his two sabers.

Behind him, the battle puppet also raised its dual sabers.

Leaping into the air, his sword light cleaved down, blocking everyone.

“Everyone, I’ll take this.”

The sword light seemed to shatter the void, and the chilling aura within made people hesitate to move forward.

A level eight powerhouse!

This young man is actually a level eight expert!

Everyone stood rooted to the ground in shock.

Many people even took a few steps back.

A smile appeared on He Yangsun’s face.

He was attacking to attract more people, not just to deter enemies.

The long sabers stirred up a gust of wind as he charged forward. Those who had already retreated had no choice but to raise their hands.

“Boom—”

Explosions sounded.

Since he had accepted the challenge, there was no need for words.

Yan Ke’er’s gaze fell on He Yangsun.

A single person wielding twin sabers, able to withstand dozens of level seven and peer-level experts under the siege of battle puppets.

This guy is really powerful.

After a moment of contemplation, the battle puppet behind her flew out and landed beside He Yangsun.

The two experts hurried to protect her.

On the other side, Xue Ning’er hesitated. She bit her lip and rushed into the warehouse ahead.

There was a huge amount of origin stones in the warehouse.

He Yangsun wasn’t interested, Yan Ke t er could do without them, but Xue Ninger and the forces behind her needed them.

She also wanted to fight alongside He Yangsun, but unfortunately, reality didn’t allow it.

Nalan Moran saw everything and rushed into the storeroom with a smile.

The quality of the origin stones here was good; taking them back could exchange for a good amount of origin coins.

As the origin stones were quickly gathered in the warehouse, He Yangsun wielded his twin sabers, unleashing his power freely outside the warehouse.

This battle attracted strong individuals from all around.

This was exactly what He Yangsun wanted.

At this moment, Han Muye was already standing outside a hall.

There was no light in the dark hall which seemed as if it was made of black iron.

Around it, the dark void seemed to be not part of this world.

“The spatial array seemed to be here but is actually located thousands of miles away.”

The Chaos golden bead muttered.

Because the Galaxy Universe had seized the power of the Heavenly Dao, its research on spatial forces was unmatched by other universe civilizations.

There was no way to forcefully attack this hall.

“If I make a move, I can suppress this spatial array for a moment, but I’m afraid that after that moment. there will be other changes.” The voice from the golden bead contained some hesitation.

“It’s a powerful force that has conquered countless universe cultivation civilizations…

The strength of the Galaxy Universe had to be acknowledged.

Unfortunately, its decline was too swift; now only the main factions like battle puppets and battle armors remained.

Han Muye’s eyes flashed with a faint halo, and after 10 breaths, he closed his eyes.

He quickly deduced in his mind.

The power and complexity of this spatial array was already extremely close to the rules.

The rules of space.

If he could slowly cultivate here, he might really be able to use the array to comprehend a bit of the rules of space, perhaps over thousands or even tens of thousands of years.

Unfortunately, Han Muye didn’t have that much time.

Nor would this array always remain here.

“Even the Black Gold Battle Puppet can’t take out the battle spear.”

Han Muye raised his hand, and a black Battle Puppet descended.

The Battle Puppet’s eyes lit up. It took a step forward and walked into the array.

The speed of the Black Gold Battle Puppet was extremely fast, and it cleverly avoided hidden traps based on traces in its memory.

Once these traps were triggered, it would provoke a backlash of spatial force.

The spatial force would erupt directly, moving the hall away.

Han Muye’s soul power attached to the battle puppet, walking into the dark hall, and finally saw a battle spear floating in front.

“Divine patterns!” Han Muye exclaimed.

The battle spear was not engraved with spiritual patterns, but divine patterns.

These divine patterns were endlessly connected to the divine patterns of the

Primordial Era.

Every divine pattern was like a living creature, constantly moving and changing.

The spear, measuring 13 feet long, gleamed with a golden cold light at its tip.

The flowing divine patterns on the spear’s shaft kept intertwining.

He had a weapon with over 99 divine patterns.

His own long sword, transformed from the true spirit bone of the Golden Crow lineage of the Primordial Era. was imbued with divine patterns.

Because there were more than a hundred divine patterns on the sword, it could not be controlled and had already sealed itself.

So, a hundred divine patterns meant Universe-level soldiers?

No wonder his own long sword couldn’t be utilized.

Such immense power would destroy the universe, so the power of the long sword had been sealed within the Primordial Universe.

“Buzz!”

The Black Gold Battle Puppet stepped forward, raising its hands to grasp the long spear.

Everything felt as if it were back in those ancient times.

The battle puppet turned around slowly.

Han Muye frowned.

The moment the battle puppet turned around, his soul lost contact with it.

The battle puppet was being controlled by the spear!

The Universe-level battle spear, bearing the imprint of residual souls, directly controlled the black-gold battle puppet.

Perhaps there was some secret method among them. Whatever the reason, the war spear was not in his hands.

“Humph!” Han Muye took a step forward.

With a Universe-level spear in front of him, how could he possibly give up?

The Chaos golden bead, transformed long ago, shimmered with golden light and turned into endless streams of light, anchoring the entire black hall.

At this moment, space trembled.

“One second!” the Golden Bead growled.

Within a hundred breaths, Han Muye had entered the hall, reaching out to grab the battle spear.

In another hundred breaths, he turned and left, rushing out of the hall.

“Buzz!”

Just as he stepped out of the hall, a black stream of light from within the hall swept towards him.

The battle spear in his hand also buzzed and shook, anchoring his body in place.

“Come out quickly!” the golden bird cried out.

The spatial forces of the hall were activated, and Han Muye was trapped in it, about to be taken away!