LGHTNOVELBOOK Chapter 2271: 1027, Han Muye, admit your mistake to this king.
Chapter 2271: 1027, Han Muye, admit your mistake to this king.
At the beginning of heaven and earth, there was the birth of thunder and lightning.
Thunder embodies the authority of heaven and earth, and is the crux of all things.
Whether it be Zhao Pingjiang or Han Muye, their control and cultivation of the power of thunder and lightning had already reached its zenith.
The next step would be, unless stepping into that ancestral source of thunder, transforming into the realm of creators.
However, both of them were still far from that level of comprehension regarding the Way of Thunderclap.
In the void, the divine bull collided with the three bodies of thunder and lightning.
Within a hundred-zhang radius, endless lightning was transforming into worlds being born and extinguished.
Han Muye and Zhao Pingjiang faced each other and watched as the heaven and earth in front of them continuously gathered and vanished.
This was the birth and death of the Dao, the confrontation between their comprehension of the Way of the Thunderclap and the control of their own origin power.
Any cultivators below the Divine Realm who stepped into this domain would surely be torn apart by these two bolts of lightning.
Even a Divine Realm Expert would not dare face such thunder and lightning head-on.
The intertwining golden lightning made it seem as if the surrounding heaven and earth could no longer bear it.
Zhao Pingjiang’s face was solemn as he uttered a low hum, raising his hand and thrusting his three-pointed, double-edged Long Weapon towards Han Muye.
As the guardian of this Continent Domain, he could not allow this heaven and earth to collapse.
If the lightning were to escape, everything within a radius of billions of miles would turn to ash.
Han Muye’s expression remained calm as he reached out his hand.
He did not draw his sword but instead released a bolt of lightning.
However, when this lightning appeared, Zhao Pingjiang’s expression changed.
Within this lightning, there was a trace of pale white and strands of black.
The gray-white lightning surged with power, clearly possessing that ancestral source force!
That was the Apex of the Origin, the rebirth of thunderclap!
“How is this possible…” Zhao Pingjiang uttered a low cry, his attempt to retract the Long Weapon was too late.
That lightning enveloped his weapon, twisted it, and it directly shattered.
His divine weapon that had lasted countless years was just like that, directly fragmented!
Zhao Pingjiang’s face turned pale as he stepped backward.
Han Muye pressed down with his palm, and all the lightning before him was held in place.
The lightning that Zhao Pingjiang had cultivated was also suppressed by him, raging in its place.
The fusion of the two kinds of lightning power erupted in golden divine light from Han Muye’s eyes.
He directly devoured Zhao Pingjiang’s lightning, turning it into his own origin power!
For a Divine Realm Expert who had cultivated the Way of the Thunderclap for his entire life, the power contained within his thunder and lightning was grandiose, even beyond what Han Muye himself had ever possessed.
This comprehension of thunder and lightning combined with his own Lightning Dao power caused lightning to surge all over his body.
Behind him, a pair of lightning wings spread out, obscuring the sky.
Above his head, a phantom of a long horn floated in the void.
The divine bull stood before him, slightly bowing its head.
“How could this be, the thunderclap reborn, Divine Realm perfected…” Zhao Pingjiang’s eyes widened as he looked at Han Muye in front of him.
This was the realm he had pursued for countless years, that perfection of Sacred Realm Power, but he had always been one step short.
In the whole Great Pantheon Plane, those who could reach that step were few and far between.
He had not expected that Han Muye before him had already perfected the Way of the Thunderclap.
But he was clearly a sword cultivator…
“Boom!”
Zhao Pingjiang’s figure crashed onto the plaza below, his expression grave.
Han Muye swiftly followed him down.
“Cease—”
In the void, a shout of command echoed.
Rows of golden-armored military formations rose up, countless pillars of blood essence combined to form the phantoms of golden-armored generals charging towards Han Muye.
This was the power of the Heaven Suppressing Guard’s battle formation.
Even knowing it was impossible to stop a Divine Realm Expert, the Heaven Suppressing Guard’s army still faced him head-on.
Looking at the layers of military formation, Han Muye raised his hand.
“Buzz—”
A blue Heavenly Seal descended, covering the sky.
The golden characters inscribed beneath the seal shone with a light that fused with the golden light of all the Heaven Suppressing Guards.
“Heaven Suppressing Guard, heed the seal as an order.”
Han Muye cried out loud.
All military formations instantly halted in their tracks.
The Heaven-Stabilizing Seal!
The golden-armored generals in front of the military formations all turned to look at Han Muye.
“Greetings, Commander!”
A chorus of salutes rose up.
The Heaven Suppressing Guard are not subject to any outside command, only to the supreme rule of the three Heaven-Stabilizing Seals.
That’s the protocol.
Now that Han Muye had the Heaven-Stabilizing Seal, he could control all of the Heaven Suppressing Guards in the city.
Han Muye waved his hand, the Heaven-Stabilizing Seal retracted, and his figure passed through the military formations, descending onto the square.
“Thud—”
One after another, figures crashed to the ground.
All were those high and mighty Dominions, along with four experts of the Void-breaking Realm.
So many of the top experts from the Wuling Continent lay on the square at this moment, like bound pigs, thrown down without any power to resist.
They tried to stand, but the sword light enveloping them prevented them from even getting up.
“Marquis Su Ming, what exactly do you intend to do?”
Zhao Pingjiang’s hand trembled as he took a deep breath and spoke in a low voice, “I acknowledge that you are strong enough, but you must realize, this concerns the dignity of the Immortal Dynasty.”
Dignity.
The majesty of the Immortal Dynasty is built upon the countless experts it upholds.
The Immortal Dynasty aided the Great Pantheon Plane in devouring who knows how many other Planes, ultimately triggering a feedback from the Origin, and then cultivating countless more experts.
This is the rise of a major Plane.
“Fine, I’ll grant the Immortal Dynasty its dignity.”
Han Muye raised his hand, and all the sword lights retracted.
The Dominions and guardian commanders of the Void-breaking Realm struggled to their feet, utterly disheveled.
No one dared to look at Han Muye.
The authority of a Divine Realm Expert made them all fearful.
Han Muye’s body’s lightning receded, and he flung out an identity token, speaking indifferently, “I want to exchange these ten billion military exploits, no problem, right?”
His words caused the four standing experts of the Void-breaking Realm to change their expressions.
“Marquis Su Ming, the Wuling Continent doesn’t have—”
Before the leading expert of the Void-breaking Realm could finish, Zhao Pingjiang interrupted, “No problem.”
…
A day later, Han Muye left with the resources that Zhao Pingjiang managed to scrape together from the Wulingzhou Prefecture.
Watching him leave, everyone breathed a sigh of relief.
“Duke of Pingjiang, isn’t Marquis Su Ming a bit excessive in stripping the city clean of resources?”
“Indeed, he didn’t consider the Immortal Dynasty at all.”
Several Dominions looked at Zhao Pingjiang with indignation plastered on their faces.
Even if Han Muye was a Divine Realm Expert, he should have given them some respect.
Oppressing them outright, what was the meaning of this?
“Duke, there are still seven Dominions being suppressed under Cloud Void Mountain.”
An old Void-breaking Realm expert said to Zhao Pingjiang in a low voice.
Zhao Pingjiang shook his head.
With his hands behind his back, he looked up to the sky.
“With such powerful beings, what does it matter if they don’t show the Immortal Dynasty any face?”
“How many Divine Realm Experts in the world truly respect the Immortal Dynasty?”
Curiosity flickering across his face, Zhao Pingjiang murmured softly, “But it’s about time for the Immortal Dynasty to make a move.”
“Zhao Puxin brought this upon himself, and he needs to settle it.”
“If he withstands this ordeal, Marquis Su Ming will become the true Marquis Su Ming.”
“And if he doesn’t, well…”
…
Han Muye’s flight through the void came to a stop.
Before him, a mass of bluish-gray clouds appeared abruptly, sealing off all the space around him.
“I concede, I underestimated you.”
“Zhao Jing acted rashly to demand the merit token and the Heaven-Stabilizing Seal from you, which is why I have executed him.”
“Han Muye, acknowledge your mistake to me, kneel outside the Royal City Hall of Hunting Succession for ten thousand years, and you can still be your Marquis Su Ming, how about that?”