Maximum Comprehension: Taking Care of Swords In A Sword Pavilion

Chapter 2091: 870, Origin divine patterns, Overlord power!_2
“It’s chaos now, everywhere is in chaos, otherwise I wouldn’t have come flying here, only to be ambushed by those guys.”

“I suspect that behind the Viper, there is a power that knows very well about my Divine Bird Bi Fang tribe.” Divine Bird Bi Fang’s words were heavy.

Understand?

If they understand, what they would intend to do is attempt to devour the origin divine patterns of divine beasts.

It seems that there will be a large-scale battle among divine beasts in the Desolate Wilderness hereafter.

It’s uncertain whether the divine beast overlords returning to Kunwu will make an appearance.

“Boom—”

In the distance, flames soared.

That was Zhu Rong.

Zhu Rong’s flames surged around him, intertwining and drawing upon the surrounding power of heaven and earth in turmoil.

“Eh, this guy is not bad,” Divine Bird Bi Fang muttered softly as he watched the divine flames on Zhu Rong.

“Not just ‘not bad’, this bloodline power clearly still has a large potential for enhancement, and the combat strength is extremely strong,” Flying Cloud Beast added more objectively.

From being previously dissatisfied with Han Muye to now appraising Zhu Rong, it was clear that Divine Bird Bi Fang was a proud creature.

Up ahead, Zhu Rong wielded a long spear, integrating the power of heaven and earth he triggered with his own bloodline flame into one. Adorned with a golden flame armor, he knocked away the figures of three divine beasts.

These three divine beasts were not true complete bloodline divine beasts, but their bloodline power was no less than that of the Black Tiger Demon.

Now, perched on the back of Black Tiger Demon, Zhu Rong’s power was united with that of the Black Tiger Demon. The spear techniques his long spear displayed added a new strength, continuing to strike relentlessly.

The three divine beasts couldn’t withstand it.

“This is the human race, ah…” Divine Bird Bi Fang muttered softly, flapping its one leg a few times.

Being a divine beast of the Desolate Wilderness, it naturally held contempt for the human race.

But all powerful divine beasts knew the human race had great potential.

“Roar—”

A divine beast resembling a minotaur was flung to the ground, its head raised in a long, mournful cry.

This sound altered the divine light in the eyes of both Divine Bird Bi Fang and Flying Cloud Beast.

“This is the bloodline power of the Heaven-Devouring Demon Bull tribe!”

Flying Cloud Beast exclaimed in a low voice.

On Divine Bird Bi Fang, the weight of the bloodline and flame power flashed, turning into a fiery tornado.

“You all go first, I’ll deal with the strong ones from the Heaven-Devouring Demon Bull tribe.”

It turned its head to look at Han Muye, its divine sense conveying the message.

The Heaven-Devouring Demon Bull tribe was known for its strong bloodline power and had many divine beasts among them.

The most terrifying thing was the tribe was gregarious, migrating in numbers that could reach tens of thousands.

When tens of thousands of divine and half-divine beast tribes launched an attack, not just Divine Bird Bi Fang, even a few more of him could not withstand it.

This Heaven-Devouring Demon Bull was rare among those ordinary bloodline power attacks on upper bloodline divine beast tribes.

More crucial was the characteristics of the Heaven-Devouring Demon Bull – bloodthirsty, berserk, frantically mad.

Once the tribe launched an onslaught, it was a fight to the death.

“Boom—”

“Moo—”

“Moo—”

In the distance, smoke and dust slowly rose.

Amidst Rolling Clouds, an immense power gathered and ascended.

A mad aura surged.

Zhu Rong also felt this gathering of power, holding his long spear as he flew into the sky, his expression solemn.

On Divine Bird Bi Fang, an intensely fierce fiery tornado vibrated.

“You all quickly leave.”

“Don’t stay here.”

Seeing that Han Muye had yet to move, Divine Bird Bi Fang bellowed, “This is the Desolate Wilderness, don’t you understand?”

“This is the Desolate Wilderness!”

The current Desolate Wilderness no longer had rules or the bindings of Heavenly Dao.

Whether it was someone or some tribal faction, acts were solely based on their whims.

There was no longer any power that could constrain the various forces.

“From when the Overlords of the Desolate Wilderness left, the Desolate Wilderness had already become a land of disorder,” Han Muye murmured, his eyes shimmering faintly.

“Overlords, heh, the Desolate Wilderness has long since collapsed into the Ancient Desolate Ruins,” Divine Bird Bi Fang’s voice carried a trace of madness.

“Ancient Desolate Ruins, how could there possibly be Overlords?”

The Ancient Desolate Ruins, there are no Overlords!

The divine light in Han Muye’s eyes shone bright as stars.

He could sense that there were Overlords in the Desolate Wilderness, and not just one.

But Divine Bird Bi Fang had stated there were no Overlords in the Desolate Wilderness.

How could this be?

“No Overlords?” Han Muye’s gaze swept across the sky.

His eyes seemed to directly penetrate the illusions of the Ancient Desolate Ruins.

Overlords are in the Desolate Wilderness.

There are no Overlords in the Ancient Desolate Ruins.

This wasn’t a contradiction.

The Primordial Overlords have always existed, yet they never entered the Ruins Realm.

They support this very Ruins Realm!

How could there be no Overlords in the Primordial times?

“No wonder the Divine Source Heavenly Palace dares to stir up the Primordial storms.”

“Because those Overlords, they too wish for the reappearance of the Primordial era!”

This is the essence!

Only the power of Overlord level can influence the future of the Primordial world!

Since Han Muye had entered the Ancient Desolate Ruins, his enemies, his opponents, were never ordinary divine beasts.

His enemies, his opponents, were those hidden Overlords of the Ancient Desolate world!

When he realized this, between heaven and earth, streaks of golden Flowing Light pressed down directly towards him.

The power of heaven and earth surged and pressed down!

It wasn’t that heaven and earth were suppressing him, but rather his realization triggered the response of the power of heaven and earth.

The heavens and the earth recognized his true strength, so they shared the burdens of carrying heaven and earth with him.

This responsibility was not only an immense force pressing down on him but also an enhancement from the power of heaven and earth.

“How, how is this possible…”

Turning his head to look at Han Muye, the Divine Bird Bi Fang trembled all over.

At this moment, its bloodline power was actually trembling.

What kind of bloodline could make the bloodline power of a Divine Bird Bi Fang tremble?

Overlord Level?

But there are no more Overlords in the Primordial world…

“Boom—”

A layer of pale golden armor appeared on Han Muye’s body.

This was the power to withstand the force of heaven and earth, the power between heaven and earth that supports heaven and earth.

Only possessing this layer of armor represented being endowed with the enhancement of the power of heaven and earth.

“This is the true Primordial Battle Armor.”

Only now did Han Muye understand the true meaning of the Primordial Battle Armor.

It was not about possessing Primordial combat strength, but about supporting the Primordial world.

In this way, the tens of thousands of Primordial Battle Armors that he had collected were actually still lacking the final tempering.

Supporting the glory of the Primordial heaven and earth!

This glory could only be borne by the beings within the Primordial or the successors of bloodline power within the Primordial.

Outside Han Muye’s body, a black Primordial Battle Armor appeared.

The moment this armor appeared, countless golden divine patterns crisscrossed and were deeply engraved on the surface of the armor.

The power emanating from within the armor merged with the previously seen golden ethereal armor, transforming into a pale golden divine light enveloped armor.

This is the true Primordial Battle Armor.

The armor carries the Primordial Power while also enhancing it.

With this armor, even the top-tier beings of the universe would not be his match in the Primordial world.

“Who exactly is this guy…” Bi Fang lowered its head, trembling as if it couldn’t stand.

Han Muye, donning the Primordial Battle Armor, took a step and a long spear appeared in his hand.

As the spear thrust out, a gleam that wasn’t there before on the spear tip surged, turning into endless flames rolling forth.

Golden Crow Divine Flame Power.

This time the Flame Power did not burst or surge vigorously but condensed into a massive divine pattern.

Origin divine patterns!

When this divine pattern is held in the hands of a being, it signifies that this being has control over this attribute within the Primordial world.

Fiery power.

All fire-veined divine beasts must bow before this divine pattern!

In the entire Primordial world, only the few top-tier existence of Fire-type divine beast clans and a few Overlords with fire attributes possess such capability.

“Brother Han, so powerful…” Watching the divine pattern unleashed by Han Muye, Zhu Rong’s body trembled, his body’s Flame Power was uncontrollable, shaking along.

Not just him, but also Bi Fang beside him, Flying Cloud Beast, and even the fire-veined demon beasts and divine beasts within ten thousand miles had their Flame Power out of control.

“Fire.” Han Muye murmured.

This voice was his own, yet it seemed like a whisper between heaven and earth.

The golden-red divine pattern fell towards the ground below.

In front of the oncoming Heaven-Devouring Demon Bull, a wall of fire rose.

This fire wall seemed thin and weak.

Yet, in front of this fire wall, all the Heaven-Devouring Demon Bulls trembled on all fours.

All the Demon Bulls were retreating.

A smile appeared on Han Muye’s face.

“It turns out, the frenzy of the Heaven-Devouring Demon Bull was all a facade…”

Creating the illusion of madness, making all the divine beast tribes unwilling to face them head-on.

But now, this illusion was pierced, and those Heaven-Devouring Demon Bulls, capable of defying the heavens in battle, no longer had their fundamental strength.

“Perhaps, you can choose to submit.”

Han Muye’s voice sent the Heaven-Devouring Demon Bull tribes retreating.