Maximum Comprehension: Taking Care of Swords In A Sword Pavilion

Chapter 2044: 847, A sword spans the sky, and even heaven and earth cannot tilt.

Chapter 2044: 847, A sword spans the sky, and even heaven and earth cannot tilt.
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Such surging and immense power had not yet burst forth, but it had already stirred the power of heaven and earth.

If these Heavenly Demonic Beasts were to rush into the Arena of Strife, they could directly seize the Origin Force and then kill those elites from the Ten Thousand Domains.

This was to be the ultimate fate of the Contend of Ten Thousand Realms.

But Han Muye intended to change this situation with his own strength.

He raised his great sword.

The heaviest sword in the world blocked the void.

In that moment, Han Muye squinted his eyes.

In front of him, it seemed as if a mountain range appeared, with towers dotting its surface.

“Give me a chance, I have high comprehension,”

Standing in front of the Nine Mystic Sword Sect’s gate, he pleaded in a low voice.

The scene before him swiftly transformed into countless streaks of sword light.

“Welcome the elder’s return to Nine Mystic.”

Countless disciples shouted loudly as the bells of Nine Mystic Mountain rang six times.

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Gripping his three-foot-long sword, a torrent of battle intent surged within Han Muye.

At this moment, just like when he first held a sword, the passion of his younger days pulsed vigorously within him.

Having grasped the sword, it was time to move forward.

With one step, a short sword materialized in his left hand.

The short sword was nothing but an illusory streak of sword light.

Great sword in the right hand, short sword in the left, he slashed with each step, just as in the past.

In the void, the interweaving sword lights formed a dense pattern, as countless Heavenly Beads fell.

The Supreme First-Class Heavenly Demon Beast retreated in panic, escaping back through the crack.

The First-Rank Heavenly Demon Beasts that failed to escape were split in two by the sword light.

A First-grade Heavenly Bead came into his hand.

Upon acquiring the Heavenly Bead, he shattered it directly.

The enormous Origin Force poured into his body.

Fighting to sustain the fight.

Below, wave after wave of sword arrays surged forward.

“Void Sword Immortal!”

“Salutations, Sword Immortal, and greetings to Mr. Xu Zhi. The disciples of Nine Mystic have come to assist in the battle,”

All disciples held their swords in salute and shouted out loud.

Han Muye nodded slightly and slowly closed his eyes.

Origin Force churned around him.

He intended to seize this moment to refine the Origin Force.

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Temple of Ten Thousand Gods, Trading Hall.

To be precise, it was the auction space.

At this moment, the hundred thousand seats were already packed full.

This was the three hundredth opening of the auction space of the Temple of Ten Thousand Gods.

Once a year, making it 300 years since the last opening of the auction space.

In these 300 years, the auction space had sold one thing only.

Heavenly Beads.

A set of a thousand Level four Heavenly Beads.

A set of a hundred Third Grade Heavenly Beads.

Each auction featured at least ten Second-grade Heavenly Beads.

Unknown in which auction a First-grade Heavenly Bead would appear.

And now, the object of fierce competition was a Beyond First-Rate Heavenly Bead.

To vie for this Beyond First-Rate Heavenly Bead, several hundred forces had already pushed the price to twenty Universe-level Treasures, along with various Primordial Chaos Battle Puppets and Immortal Treasure Materials.

The price had reached a deadlock.

Such an array of treasures represented a tremendous cost for any side involved.

But no side was willing to back down.

This Beyond First-Rate Heavenly Bead represented the chance to create an Overlord-level Powerhouse.

For such apex fighters, all resources were external possessions, while only their own Power Cultivation was what truly mattered.

“Sky-Mechanics City Lord, continuing to raise the price is meaningless,”

A black-robed elder stood up, his gaze settling on Qu Zhengjia who was standing onstage.

“We know you’re channeling resources to the Myriad Domains Battleground to aid them in defending that place, acquiring more opportunities, and Heavenly Beads.”

“But as you see, we can’t commit higher-level treasures for Heavenly Beads anymore.”

His words caused all the powerful beings seated in the hall to nod in agreement.

In the past 300 years, too many resources had been channeled to the Arena of Strife.

Although the acquired Heavenly Beads were plentiful, and more and more powerful beings were created, such an approach strained the resources of all parties involved.

More newly risen powerful beings lacked sufficient resources and treasures.

Everyone turned their eyes to the high platform.

The Contend of Ten Thousand Realms had been going on for over 300 years, and the treasures obtained had surpassed any previous events.

However, unlike before, the treasures were not brought back by the elites of each force but were exchanged through auctions, one after the other.

After 300 auctions, many forces no longer had the wealth to bear the cost.

But how could they bear to not possess such treasures?

“I understand,”

Qu Zhengjia’s voice rang out from the high platform.

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He raised his hand, and a spectral star map materialized before him.

“In the Martial Ling Heavenly Domain, within the Nine Rings Celestial Realm, there lies a Cloud Jade Gold Marrow Mine.”

The voice of Qu Zhengjia was filled with endless temptation.

His gaze swept around.

By this time, everyone had already stood up.

Cloud Jade Gold Marrow, a name that none present would find unfamiliar.

“The exact location will be provided to you all as a bonus.”

“Cloud Jade Gold Marrow, the optimal substitute for refining Universe-level, Primordial-grade treasures.”

“Presumably, the Gold Marrow of an entire star domain would be sufficient, wouldn’t it?”

The Gold Marrow mine of an entire star domain.

It was a treasure that would drive all factions throughout the Ten Thousand Domains insane.

“Sky-Mechanics City Lord, if such treasures exist, why don’t you mine them yourselves?”

A tall figure with dual horns protruding from his head rose to his feet, looking at Qu Zhengjia.

Treasures tempt the heart.

But one must have the life to obtain treasures.

This kind of treasure, not mined by Heaven’s Secret City themselves but instead offered to others, could there be some hidden motive?

The old man’s words caused everyone to look up, their attention focusing on Qu Zhengjia.

“It is a treasure sealed by the Nine Mysteries Peak Master, and our line of Heaven’s Secret City may not use it,” said Qu Zhengjia, his voice resounding.

“Moreover, the means to unlock it must be found by you all yourselves.”

Qu Zhengjia waved his hand, sending the Beyond First Rank Heavenly Bead in front of the cultivator who had made the highest offer.

Then, the entire auction space began to waver, turning illusory, vibrating, and ultimately dissolving into nothingness.

As everyone left, they all bore a trace of astonishment on their faces.

They had all received the information about the Gold Marrow vein.

“Nine Rings Celestial Realm, it seems I must make a trip there.”

“Hehe, how could I not partake in such an opportunity?”

Countless powerhouses quietly departed, heading into the void.

By that time, Qu Zhengjia had already delivered the auction proceeds to Han Muye.

It was done through the Trading Hall.

In the Trading Hall of Nine Mysteries City, Han Muye collected all the spiritual materials and battle puppets.

“Master Han, why would you share the Gold Marrow Mine deposits with others?”

Looking at Han Muye, Qu Zhengjia spoke in a low voice.

How much would a star domain’s mine yield?

How much Gold Marrow could be mined from such abundant deposits?

“Gold Marrow is nothing special; what I desire is their united effort,” Han Muye said indifferently, tucking away all the treasures.

“When they can join forces against a common enemy, then, it will be time for them to contend together against the Heavenly Demonic Beasts.”

As Han Muye’s voice faded away, so too did his figure.

Qu Zhengjia, who was left standing there, first blinked in surprise, then his eyes widened.

“To contend against Heavenly Demonic Beasts…”

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The Myriad Domains Battleground.

Above the sky, a dense weave of cracks crisscrossed one another.

On the other side of these cracks were the Heavenly Demonic Beasts.

Before the rifts, rows of battle puppets, along with sword cultivators and cultivators from various factions, were all cooperating in an orderly manner, fully committed to slaying the Heavenly Demonic Beasts that surged in.

Not a single Heavenly Demon Beast was allowed to enter the Myriad Domains Battleground.

What came through instead were Heavenly Beads.

Now, in the Myriad Domains Battleground, Heavenly Beads below level four were basically ignored, left to fall to the ground and dissipate their Origin Power away.

Only Heavenly Beads of level four and above were being collected.

The vast number of Heavenly Demonic Beasts slain had drawn in so much Origin Force that the Myriad Domains Battleground became more stable by the day.

This was both a good and a bad thing.

The good thing was that the realm had solidified, suppressing the power; Heavenly Demonic Beasts entering this realm had their destructive force greatly diminished.

Thus, the realm would not shatter.

The downside, however, was that if the realm did not shatter and revert to the Ten Thousand Domains, all beings within it would be slaughtered.

No one could escape.

That’s why all cultivators were now resisting the Heavenly Demonic Beasts with all their might.

Not because they wanted to, but because they had no other choice.

“Boom—”

From within a rift, a First-Rank Heavenly Demon Beast charged out, knocking aside the cultivators who were defending against it.

In the next instant, a three-foot-long sword slashed down, shattering the First-Rank Heavenly Demon Beast to pieces.

Huang Zhihu raised her hand to collect the First-grade Heavenly Bead, then turned and left.

At a distance, a youth controlling a battle puppet smirked, “It’s said that Gongsun Ming, the lord of Wanling Palace, had the intention to form a Dao pair with Miss Huang Zhihu, but he was frightened off by just one of her sword moves.”

“He would change his path upon seeing her anywhere.”

The crowd turned to look and, indeed, they saw several battle puppets driven by golden light retreating into the distance.

“Boom—”

Far off in the sky, a golden radiance was shining, and a sword light bright enough to pierce through heaven and earth lit up.

“It’s Master Han, he has made his move,” someone said.

“Seems like it’s another Supreme First-Class Heavenly Demon Beast.”