Maximum Comprehension: Taking Care of Swords In A Sword Pavilion

Chapter 2039: 845. Reunion with the Water Goblin, Han Muye’s Path to Overlord

The clear sword light turned into a fine line, slashing across the neck of the Supreme First-Class Heavenly Demon Beast that was in pursuit.

What a sword light this was!

It disregarded space.

It disregarded time.

All Origin and Rules before this sword light were like a scrap of waste paper.

The sword light shot out from Han Muye’s hand and took only one ten-thousandth of a breath to sever the neck of that Supreme First-Class demon beast.

The sword light returned to Han Muye’s hand, and the figure swinging the Four-Armed Long Saber slowly dissipated, turning into a golden bead radiating golden-red flames.

A Beyond First-Rate Heavenly Bead!

Such a bead of this level had seemingly not yet appeared in the Contend of Ten Thousand Realms.

Han Muye called the bead to his hand with a wave.

Upon holding the Heavenly Bead, he immediately felt an overwhelming power surge within it.

Origin!

This time, he could clearly feel the power of the Origin.

Compared to eighth-grade and ninth-grade Heavenly Beads, the Origin contained within this Beyond First-Rate Heavenly Bead was dense beyond measure—a countless multitude of times richer.

The bead was interweaved with at least a hundred kinds of Origin energies, interlocking and condensed.

The Origin within this bead could be infinitely useful even to a top expert like Han Muye.

Grasping the golden bead, Han Muye’s expression was not one of joy but rather tinged with solemnity.

With the power of a Supreme First-Class Heavenly Demon Beast, it would be difficult even for Universe-level Overlords to kill it.

If it hadn’t been for that sword light, to kill this Heavenly Demon Beast, Han Muye would have needed to grind it down over an extended period.

And he would have had to ensure that the Heavenly Demon Beast couldn’t escape.

For the vast majority of top experts, facing a Supreme First-Class Heavenly Demon Beast, they wouldn’t dare to confront it head-on, instead preferring to flee.

“Goodness, this kid’s strength is so immense…” the Defiant Dragon murmured in a low voice, his mouth twitching slightly.

A moment ago, he was still engaging in combat and challenging with the way of the sword.

What a waste of a fight.

His gaze fell on the sword light in Han Muye’s hand.

He frowned slightly, smacked his lips, and muttered, “This sword light… how does it have the power to reverse space-time…”

At this moment, the three Supreme First-Class Heavenly Demon Beasts all turned back to look at Han Muye.

With one of their own killed and its Heavenly Bead taken, they naturally felt threatened.

When they looked at Han Muye again, the killing intent in their eyes was almost tangible.

“Roar—”

The two Supreme First-Class Heavenly Demon Beasts lunged at Han Muye, shattering all space in front of them.

Innumerable saber lights slashed apart the giant rocks and stars in front of them, aiming at Han Muye.

“Woo—”

As space was torn apart, it made a mourning sound, and the void where Han Muye stood kept sinking amidst the interlaced Flowing Lights.

They weren’t directly trying to kill Han Muye, but instead were sealing the space.

This technique was similar to what was used to trap the Defiant Dragon earlier, but it was much more sophisticated.

This myriad of saber lights shredded the void, isolating the space where Han Muye was.

Without sufficient spatial power, without adequate control over time, faced with such a situation, one could only watch helplessly as the universe collapsed and eventually be suppressed in the deepest recesses of space-time.

“Kill.”

Han Muye did not hesitate; he stepped forward, a black long sword appeared in his hand, its entire length etched with divine patterns.

The True Spirit Sword, with over a hundred divine patterns, was a Universe-level combat weapon.

In this void, the power of this Universe-level combat weapon finally erupted fully.

Over a hundred and thirty divine patterns turned into more than a hundred rules, stabilizing the void.

The power of the two Supreme First-Class Heavenly Demon Beasts had already exceeded the limit this space could bear.

Even if they could stabilize this space with their own power, it would only last for an instant.

In Han Muye’s hand, a greyish-green power merged with the sword light.

At once, a murky wave of power surged within the sword light.

“Hiss—Quantum Tribulation; this guy is insane!” the Defiant Dragon shuddered and cried out in a low voice.

The sole Heavenly Demon Beast guarding the cage raised its head, its eyes revealing a hint of fear.

The power of the calamity was seemingly a power that all creatures feared.

“Boom—”

When the power of the calamity was infused into the sword body, and Han Muye stabbed out without any reservation, the entire void instantly fluctuated.

Ten Thousand Li Sword Qi glittered silver, illuminating everything, and all the previously segmented spaces began to conglomerate anew.

This sword could clearly pierce through the void of the universe and penetrate any spatial obstruction.

Spaces that weren’t on the same plane were all penetrated by this sword.

Disregard space; what I see is where my sword reaches!

Endless sword light; boundless heaven and earth.

At this moment, nothing could block this sword light.

The two Supreme First-Class Heavenly Demon Beasts retreated as if they’d seen a ghost, but still, the sword light caught up with them, leaving behind deep wounds.

In the end, the disgraced Heavenly Demon Beast dragged the cage and fled freely.

Holding a long sword of Ten Thousand Li Sword Light in his hand, Han Muye’s figure shifted, and with a slash, he split open the void, pursuing ahead.

If an outsider had witnessed this scene, they would be terrified out of their wits.

Three Heavenly Demon Beasts, Supreme First-Class Heavenly Demon Beasts, were actually fleeing from a sword cultivator.

“Madman, an absolute madman…” the Defiant Dragon murmured to himself, and as he looked at Han Muye, a different kind of complexity crossed his eyes.

Han Muye, alone with his sword, followed closely behind the three Supreme First-Class Heavenly Demon Beasts.

But within this void of chaotic and overlapping spaces, one slow step, one wrong move, could mean a difference of millions of miles.

After a few flashes, not only had he not closed the distance with the three Supreme First-Class Heavenly Demon Beasts, but it had also grown even further.

“They can’t kill me; they want to use the power of us Overlords, the divine beast power, as the foundation to seal the Chaotic Stream Sky Abyss.”

“Your strength is still insufficient.”

The Defiant Dragon’s voice came through.

Han Muye stopped in his tracks.

Any more pursuit, and he would lose them anyway.