Maximum Comprehension: Taking Care of Swords In A Sword Pavilion

1248 Heaven-Shattering Divine Lightning, Kui Divine Power! (5)

But Han Muye really reached out.

His fingers pointed at the runes on the lightning ball.

The runes shattered, and the lightning turned into a torrent, crashing into the body of the Kui.

As long as it was the power of the lightning Dao, the ancient divine beast Kui that controlled lightning could absorb it.

However, the power contained in this Heaven-Shattering Divine Lightning was too great, so great that Han Muye’s Kui phantom could absorb less than 100,000th of the power.

“No wonder this divine lightning can harm an Immortal Venerable.”

Han Muye murmured softly as he felt the surging power in the divine lightning.

Such a magnificent power could truly shatter a world in an instant.

“How did the Heavenly Radiance Sect refine such a powerful treasure?”

Watching the lightning continuously swallowed by the Kui, a hint of surprise appeared on Han Muye’s face.

Such a treasure was not something that even Immortal Venerables could easily create.

What could the strongest Immortal Lord of the Heavenly Radiance Sect use to refine this divine lightning?

If the secret of this treasure could be unlocked, wouldn’t there be a chance to mass-produce it?

As his gaze landed on the shattered runes of the Heaven-Shattering Divine Lightning, Han Muye reached out and grabbed them.

“Boom—”

Lightning and immortal light exploded, and flashes of lightning and golden flowing light shattered.

The stream of light triggered by the lightning enveloped Han Muye.

He closed his eyes, and images kept flashing in his mind.

In a vast world, the stars were level with the ground, and there were hundreds of thousands of bodies flashing through it.

Those were all divine beasts!

They were super divine beasts that only survived in the ancient prehistoric era. Many of them had already gone extinct and only had inherited bloodlines!

Desolate Wilderness!

This was the Primordial World!

Or rather, this was a fragment of the Primordial World.

This divine lightning came from the Primordial World.

There was a fragment of the Primordial World in the hands of the Heavenly Shine school.

Holding the shattered runes tightly, Han Muye suppressed the shock in his heart.

The primordial divine beast, Kui!

This divine lightning actually came from a Kui that had survived since the Primordial Era!

The body of this divine beast, which had survived the era of competition among the Myriad Realms, was already damaged, and its divine soul was dormant.

But its body was incredibly powerful, especially the lightning power it could harness, which could transform into divine lightning.

The Heavenly Radiance Sect absorbed power from this divine beast to stabilize their sect.

This Heaven-Shattering Divine Lightning was the divine power of the ancient divine beast, Kui!

“Buzz!”

With this realization, the ball of divine lightning enveloped by the phantom of the Kui began to quickly shatter and turn into lightning.

“Divine power, Myriad Transformation Lightning!”

Comprehending a divine power!

The power of his bloodline divine power returned to its roots, and the Kui behind Han Muye began to tremble before rapidly expanding.

His muscles and bones were strong, and his body seemed to be made of gold and bronze. His two horns soared into the sky, and his eyes flickered with golden light.

It looked no different from the divine beast Kui in the Primordial World.

A huge power of lightning circulated in Han Muye’s body like a flood.

His bloodline power also began to increase after the Kui returned to its ancestry.

The Baxia bloodline that was dormant in the deepest part of his body also showed signs of atavism.

Opening his eyes, Han Muye looked pleasantly surprised.

A single divine lightning allowed his Kui bloodline to revert to its ancestor. The power of his bloodline increased, and his combat strength increased by countless times.

“Heavenly Shine School, Kui. Looks like I have to make a trip there if I have the chance.”

If he could awaken the slumbering divine beast, he would be a powerhouse who could rival an Immortal Reverent.

Even if he could not awaken it, even if he approached it personally and felt the exuberant power of the Primordial World, it would definitely be a huge opportunity.

It took Han Muye more than a month to digest a divine lightning.

After refining the entire divine lightning, his Kui phantom slowly fell asleep.

To completely refine the divine lightning and master this divine power, it would probably take thousands of years.

“Buzz!”

Raising his hand, Han Muye’s palm held a faint golden lightning sphere.

Divine Power, Myriad Transformations Divine Lightning.

This divine lightning might be thousands of times weaker than the Heaven-Shattering Divine Lightning, but it was a divine power that he controlled himself.

With this divine power, he could mass-produce countless divine lightning.

Perhaps one divine lightning might not be very powerful, but 10, 100 of them would be a force to be reckoned with.

What about 1,000 or 10,000?

A gleam of excitement shone in his eyes as Han Muye generated one divine lightning after another around him.

These divine crystals were the main source of power for creating divine lightning and were on the same level as the Primordial World.

His entire body flashed with golden light as he absorbed the divinity and turned it into golden divine lightning.

Three days later, Han Muye, with a faint glow of lightning on his body, walked out of his tent.

Even if the phantom of his Kui bloodline was dormant, he still radiated the aura of lightning.

His divine power remained undiminished.

“Big brother, you’re finally out.”

Zhao Chen walked forward with a bitter expression and lowered his body. “We lost another 20 billion.”

During the month that Han Muye had been in seclusion, the other sword cultivators had continued to fight on the city walls against the gods as usual.

The daily consumption really made Zhao Chen’s heart ache.

In this way, he understood why the cultivators in the Immortal Burial City were so poor. Despite having control over so many resources, they were unable to use them freely.

They simply couldn’t afford it.

Zhao Chen calculated how much they had lost, and Han Muye looked towards the distant sky.

“I’ll go have a chat with Senior Spirit Sword.”

He waved his hand and disappeared in a flash.

Zhao Chen stood there with his mouth open and his fingers still outstretched.

“Sigh, he’s just carefree,” he shook his head and muttered, “I’m the only one worrying about everything.

“Sigh, it hurts to see you lose spiritual rocks…”

…

Flying to the top of a shattered hall, Han Muye took out a wine gourd.

A golden light flashed, and a gray-robed Spirit Sword Immortal flew over.

“This wine is excellent.”

After taking a long sip from the gourd in Han Muye’s hand, Spirit Sword Golden Immortal turned to look at Han Muye.

“This wine probably isn’t free, is it?”

Han Muye nodded, looked at him, and said softly, “Senior, are you interested in making a big move?”

Spirit Sword Golden Immortal licked the wine on his lips and reached out to stroke his messy beard. His gaze landed on Han Muye. “How big?”

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“Very big.” Han Muye’s palm had a faint golden lightning glow.