Maximum Comprehension: Taking Care of Swords In A Sword Pavilion Chapter 838 - 838 Awakening of the Divine Beast in the Desolate Wilderness (2)

Chapter 838 - 838 Awakening of the Divine Beast in the Desolate Wilderness (2)

838 Awakening of the Divine Beast in the Desolate Wilderness (2)

The moment these strange beasts and divine beasts woke up, the power of the Heavenly Dao in the Desolate Wilderness condensed and turned into the phantom of a black tiger.

The black tiger looked at Han Muye with excitement in its eyes.

The Heavenly Dao of the Desolate Wilderness was created by Han Muye.

Facing Han Muye, the Heavenly Dao was filled with endless admiration.

If Han Muye had not nurtured this Heavenly Dao, how could the wilderness have returned to the Heavenly Mystic World?

Han Muye raised his hand and gently stroked the void, as if he was stroking the top of the black tiger’s head.

“Let’s go home.”

Turning around, Han Muye strode out.

He did not even look at the sage of the Immortal Spirit World who was frozen in midair.

The demonic light interweaving above the Desolate Wilderness was already so powerful that even the world could not suppress it.

Even the Dao Ancestors who witnessed the battle had no choice but to suppress the world with all their might. They did not have the time to pay attention to this place, let alone a few small sages.

The 30 million-strong army retreated, and the sages and Heaven Realm experts retreated.

Countless experts from the Immortal Spirit World watched helplessly as Han Muye led the wilderness towards the Heavenly Mystic Realm.

Who would dare to stop him?

A sage?

A Dao Ancestor?

Or was it a Divine Venerable?

No one could stop so many Desolate Wilderness beasts.

Back then, several Divine Venerables had attacked the Desolation at the same time.

“This child, Prime Minister Han, is amazing…” Finally, the power of the world’s destruction was suppressed. A Dao Ancestor whispered.

“So it turns out that his trump card has always been here.” Someone said with a light sigh.

Whether it was gathering Heaven Realm experts or roaming the immortal world, it was not his goal.

Han Muye’s ultimate goal was to bring the wilderness back to Heavenly Mystic.

If he did not come, Lu Yang and his army would not be able to return even if they took another hundred years.

“Since there are so many trump cards in the Desolate Wilderness, why didn’t he come directly?” Someone asked in puzzlement.

“That’s right. This Dao Ancestor has already met quite a few old acquaintances. Back then, we had quite a few dealings,” someone replied.

“Is it to subdue those 10,000 Heaven Realm experts? It’s just Heaven Realm, it can’t be…”

…

No one knew why Han Muye had gone through so much trouble.

Everyone could only see that from the beginning until now, Han Muye had traversed the Heavenly Mystic Realm, plundered the Immortal Spirit World, refined an immortal treasure, and then led the wilderness and ten million troops back.

It was as if everything was within his calculation.

The army did not stop until they reached a million miles into the Land of Profound Heavens. Countless troops of the Profound Heavens formed a line.

Han Muye raised his hand, and a purple-gold alms bowl appeared in the sky.

The alms bowl turned into a thousand-mile-long spiritual light that floated indefinitely.

“Minister Han, aren’t you bringing this treasure back to the Heavenly Mystic World?” Seeing that Han Muye had left the immortal treasure alms bowl here, Gongsun Shu asked in a low voice.

Han Muye nodded. “This immortal treasure is far from being formed. It will take at least decades to refine.”

“Furthermore, this treasure requires a large amount of energy to be injected into it. If it stays here, it can continuously devour the experts of the Immortal Spirit World.”

How could an immortal treasure be refined in a few days?

Previously, Han Muye had only used s.h.i.+ Ming’s power to unleash less than 10% of the combat strength of an immortal treasure to intimidate the other party.

In any case, no one knew how powerful immortal treasures were.

“Mountain Elder, aren’t you afraid that this treasure will be seized by the experts of the Immortal Spirit World?” Dongfang Shu asked in confusion.

This was an Immortal Artifact!

Hearing his words, Han Muye chuckled and said, “This treasure has Master s.h.i.+ Ming as its artifact spirit. Master can do whatever he wants.”

The Dharma treasures in Han Muye’s hands, Daoist Dayan and Zhao Yunlong, had their own intelligence. They did not need him to do anything.

How could such a precious treasure be controlled by someone else?

It could only be said that if someone controlled it, the power of the Immortal Treasure would be stronger.

Now that Han Muye had placed this treasure here, it could be used as an army.

The power of this treasure could stop the combined forces of several sages.

When the million-strong army refined it, the power of the immortal treasure would truly be revealed.

“Senior Brother, this is the Ten Thousand Demons Token.” Xiang Lingshuang, who was tall and strong, strode over with two swords on his back. He held the Ten Thousand Demons Token in both hands and bowed to Han Muye.

Han Muye took the Ten Thousand Demons Token and patted Xiang Lingshuang’s arm.

“Kid, you’ve grown up.”

At this moment, Xiang Lingshuang was no longer the little brat of the Elephant Clan who did not even dare to kill back then. Instead, he had become a decisive and powerful cultivator.

He led the Desolate Wilderness back to the Heavenly Mystic, surviving all kinds of dangers along the way.

When Han Muye said that he had grown up, Xiang Lingshuang’s eyes turned red.

This made Han Muye laugh.

“Granduncle, why didn’t you destroy the Immortal Spirit Army in one battle?” Lu Yang looked at the divine beasts and strange beasts that were s.h.i.+ning with demonic light on the Desolate Wilderness and asked in a low voice.

With the help of these divine beasts, they could completely wipe out an army of tens of millions of immortal spirits in a single battle and even kill their sage experts.

In this way, the Dao compet.i.tion was almost over.

Lu Yang’s words made the others nod.

Han Muye smiled but said nothing.

Qian Yiming, who was standing at the side, had a glint in his eyes. He glanced at Han Muye and then at the wilderness.

“Minister Han, those newly awakened ancient divine beasts probably don’t have much combat strength, right?”

They did not have much combat strength.

His words stunned everyone.

The demonic qi soared for thousands of miles. The demonic beasts that covered the sky did not have any combat strength?

“That’s right.” Han Muye nodded and chuckled. “If these seniors really recover their strength, I don’t mind flattening the Immortal Spirit World in one battle.”

In fact, the great demons and divine beasts in the Desolate Wilderness had yet to recover their strength!

Everything that happened before was just a bluff!