Maximum Comprehension: Taking Care of Swords In A Sword Pavilion

Whether it is prehistoric or great, there has never been a catastrophe.

But in later generations, when all levels of cultivation are promoted, disasters will follow.

This is the catastrophe.

"It turns out that this is how the catastrophe came..."

Han Muye's eyes were shining brightly, and he flew towards the sky.

The man raised his hand, and a golden thunderbolt descended.

Yunniu stared wide-eyed, watching the thunder that descended from Han Muye.

"Haha, I get it, I get it—"

Looking up to the sky and screaming, the golden light on Yunniu's body merged with the thunder.

This golden light is his inheritance, the power of his blood, and finally condensed into rules.

When the golden light merged with Han Muye's thunder, countless images appeared in Han Muye's mind.

This is the memory of Yunniu's practice!

These are the manifestations of the rules of Yunniu's bloodline inheritance!

The rules match Thunder, so Han Muye can see all of this.

It's not that he took the initiative to look at it, but that he needs to comprehend the traces of this rule.

Even if he doesn't practice this rule, he still has to comprehend the traces of this rule, and then hide it in the thunder calamity.

At this moment, he, Tiandao, and Yunniu are working together to create a catastrophe for the inheritance of the Yunniu group.

"Om—"

Above the sky, several figures descended.

"Feng Shishi? What's going on here?"

"Niu Datou, why do I feel that he has the breath of heaven?"

"That kid is the one chosen by Haotian and Kaiming Beast? What is he doing?"

These figures have different shapes, but the aura on their bodies is extremely strong.

Standing there at this time, directly pushes away the power of heaven and earth.

This is the appearance that one's own strength is too strong and is no longer controlled by the way of heaven.

"I don't know either." Feng Shishi shook her head depressingly.

"I know." Behind Feng Shishi, Feng Qi's eyes flickered brightly.

Feng Qi is Jin Huo, he came from later generations, of course he has seen the Heavenly Tribulation.

At this time, seeing the thunderbolts above the sky and the blood of Yunniu united, of course he understood.

"Old Ancestor, this is the combination of the power of Yunniu's bloodline and the Dao of Heaven. As long as the Dao of Heaven continues to pass on, the inheritance of the bloodline will not be cut off." Feng Qi said loudly.

In fact, as the power of heaven changes, the disadvantages of this method of inheritance will also be revealed.

For example, the Heavenly Dao power has declined to the extreme, and the Heavenly Tribulation is unable to land, or the power of the ethnic group is too weak, and there is no descendant who can undertake the Heavenly Tribulation.

But this is not considered by Feng Qi, nor is it considered by the current Han Muye.

The power of heaven and earth and the power of ethnic groups are declining, and no one can change that.

"The blood of the ethnic group is consistent with the way of heaven?" An old man with a long golden horn on his head frowned, "If that's the case, don't we have to be controlled by the way of heaven?"

They are all divine beasts, existences above the Dao of Heaven.

It is not comfortable to let them accept the control of heaven now.

"Actually, it's not impossible." Beside the one-horned old man, a middle-aged man in his forties in colorful clothes shook his head.

"Even if there is no control of heaven, we have been afraid to stay away for the sake of the inheritance of the ethnic group, but we are actually bound."

His words made the others nod.

You are not controlled by the way of heaven, but you want to control your ethnic group, right?

People come to you every day to practice and ask you about inheritance, can you leave?

"If we want to go to Kunwu, I'm afraid we can only leave the inheritance."

"According to the current changes in the power of heaven and earth in the Great Wilderness, this method may be the best." Feng Shishi's eyes flickered, and he said in a deep voice.

Go to Kunwu.

This sentence silenced everyone.

If they leave, even if they take away all the strong members of the clan, it is impossible to take away all the clansmen.

The remaining people will have their blood lineage cut off.

To awaken the bloodline, it is not enough to rely on the few inherited treasures left behind.

The previous decadent situation of the Golden Crow is proof.

Relying on the Seizing the Sun Conference, other inheritances, and the natural awakening of blood power, the end result is that the huge ethnic group continues to wither and be killed by the human race.

"boom--"

Above the sky, a thunderbolt descended.

The land that had been collapsed by Han Muye's punch before, a number of long-horned cloud bulls flew up.

Yunniu bumped into the thunderbolt, his blood was churning continuously.

In the sky, thunder continued to descend.

Thousands of miles, one hundred thousand miles!

The power of heaven and earth of one hundred thousand li was mobilized!

At this moment, the entire Great Wilderness World seemed to be shaking.

The power of heaven and earth is changing and recovering!

Below, Feng Shishi and the others stared wide-eyed.

This is something they never thought of.

The power of the wilderness has been silent for countless years and has been weakening constantly. How can it wake up?

"I see!"

The one-horned old man showed excitement on his face, and a terrifying golden light appeared in his eyes.

He looked up to the sky and laughed, and the blood on his body turned into a monstrous golden flame.

Unicorn Celestial Seal Divine Beast.

This is a kind of divine beast in charge of the flames of heaven and earth in the prehistoric era.

"Mending the sky!"

"They are mending the sky!"

"The way of heaven is not enough, we supplement it with our own way."

"In this way, the power of heaven and earth can be recovered."

Make up for it!

Feng Shishi and the others all stared wide-eyed and muttered in their mouths.

How can this be?

"Brother Xuanxi, God, hasn't the Great Wilderness been reduced to ruins?" A young man in black couldn't believe it, and whispered.

The land of ruins is the Ruins Realm.

The Great Wilderness has long since fallen, leaving only an illusory world.

"Virtuality and reality are sometimes separated by a thin line." The golden light in the eyes of the one-horned old man did not disperse, and he stared at the thunder in the sky.

"Outside people say this is the Ruins Realm."

"It's said that this is the place where the calamity will return to death."

He turned his head, looked at the crowd, and said in a deep voice: "But you also know that this is the place where the calamity is restarted."

"The next calamity will be measured, and the Great Desolation will return!" Feng Qi exclaimed.

The next calamity will be measured, and Dahuang will return to the world!

He couldn't imagine what his adoptive father was doing.

He is starting the calamity!

Above the sky, Han Muye also realized at this time.

He started the next calamity with his own hands.

It turns out that the calamity is not the reappearance of the power of breaking the heaven and the earth, but another kind of power, another kind of revival of the way of heaven.

Measuring calamity is a struggle between the forces of heaven and earth, and the breaking of heaven and earth is just an appearance.

When a kind of heavenly power sprouts and has the power to sweep the world, it is the time for the resurgence of calamities.

"boom--"

A thunderbolt fell from the sky.

This thunder is not under the control of Han Muye, it is driven out by Fang Tiandi on its own.

The moment the thunderbolt landed, the entire Great Desolate World felt it.

Countless strong men raised their heads.

Far away in the imperial capital of Xuanling Immortal Kingdom, in the imperial city, an old man wearing a blue and black robe and a golden crown showed a smile on his face.

"After waiting for so long, it's finally here..."

The old man let out a long laugh, and a blue tree crown supporting the sky emerged behind him.

Behind the canopy, there is still a faint blood-colored phantom flickering.

In the imperial city of Wanhua Immortal Dynasty, the eyes of the old man in the golden gown uniform flickered. In front of him, teams of golden armored generals bowed.

"The power of the Great Wilderness has changed, and our opportunity has come."

"This emperor once promised you that he will take you out of this world of ruins."

"You can feel it, this day is not far away!"

The old man's shouts echoed through the hall.

In the main hall, everyone bowed, cupped their fists and shouted: "Die for His Majesty—"

The sound went straight to the sky, causing the world to tremble thousands of miles away, and the golden light shrouded it.

In the depths of the wilderness, one after another hidden divine beasts, powerful strange beasts came out.

Around them, the power of heaven and earth vibrates, as if it wants to penetrate into their bodies.

Some divine beasts were silent for a moment, and slowly let go of their resistance to this power.

Some of the strange beasts changed their expressions and turned to leave.

...

In front of Han Muye, tall men in black armor fell down.

Transformation.

The Yunniu clan accepted the addition of the sky thunder, obtained the inheritance in the thunder calamity, and quickly integrated into themselves.

In this way, all the inheritance difficulties that they had been difficult to overcome for many years disappeared.

"Really, lucky..."

Looking at the transformed Yunniu clan, Feng Shishi whispered softly.

With the comprehension ability of the Yunniu clan, if they want to get enough inheritance, it may not be possible for a hundred thousand years.

Most of the cloud cattle can only do nothing for a lifetime, no different from wild animals.

Now, with the power of Heavenly Tribulation added to their bodies, opening their wisdom and inheritance, and passively accepting memory enlightenment, this entire ethnic group is actually transformed into 90% of them.

"Haha, good, good!"

In the sky, the old man Yunniu laughed and flew down.

There was a hint of envy in the eyes of those beasts of various races.

"Little brother, tell me, what do you want, as long as I have this, you can take it." The old man Yunniu turned his head to look at Han Muye and shouted.

what do you want?

Han Muye was slightly taken aback.

Just now he had read all the inherited supernatural powers and inheritance rules of the Yunniu clan.

Such a good thing is already rare, and now you still want to ask for benefits from others?

Is it a bit, too, kind?

"Ahem, senior, then I will not be polite. I heard that the treasures gathered by your Yunniu clan are not bad..."

...

Half a year had passed since Han Muye left the Yunniu clan.

At the residence of the Yunniu clan, he and the ancestor of the beasts of the Yunniu clan deduced the changes in the power of the catastrophe, and obtained many treasures.

With the addition of groups of gods and beasts from all over the place to observe, he has to induce the power of the catastrophe to show it from time to time.

Of course, every time the Heavenly Tribulation is triggered, some benefits can be obtained.

It's not worth doing for nothing, right?

When leaving the Yunniu tribe, the entire Yunniu tribe lined up to see them off.

Different from the previous thousand bull formation, now there are big men in black robes clasping their fists to send them off respectfully.

Transformation is not only the transformation of power, but also the improvement of spiritual wisdom and the comprehension of the power of heaven and earth.

In this Yunniu clan, there are hundreds of strong people in the real spirit realm alone. As long as the other clansmen have passed through the thunder calamity, they are at least at the seventh level of Yuanling.

However, they did not condense Yuan Ling and True Spirit.

Nine times of lightning calamity, their practice has changed from the traditional practice of the Great Wilderness.

Those Yunniu in the Real Spirit Realm have a faint fairy light around their bodies, and they are clearly in the peak realm of Xianjun.

Most of the other cloud cows have fairy lights of various colors on their bodies.

This is in line with the practice of later generations.

Now that Measuring Calamity has been activated, let Measuring Calamity's power to destroy the world be minimized.

If the method of cultivation in this great wilderness is connected with the outside world, Measuring Calamity will not destroy those worlds, but directly assimilate them.

However, Zhoutian God Realm is different.

What about the protoss who practice the protoss skills?

Han Muye was also very curious.

Perhaps, this is the reason why the protoss has been suppressing all worlds?

It is impossible for the strong among the protoss not to know how the calamity originated.

It's just the mystery between heaven and earth, which no one can fathom.

For thousands of years, Han Muye has been walking in the depths of the wilderness.

Feng Shishi and the others accompanied him, walking through the mythical and animal groups in the depths of the wilderness.

Regardless of the size of these ethnic groups, as long as they accept the new inheritance method, Han Muye can gain a lot.

When mobilizing the power of the Heavenly Tribulation, he could see the supernatural powers of the divine beasts inheriting the blood, and he could also see through the inheritance rules of these ethnic groups.

Analyze these rules, and then align with the power of your own comprehension.

Before he knew it, Han Muye's breath had changed.

More than five hundred years ago, Feng Shishi once fought against Han Muye.

Feng Qi was very curious about the result of this battle.

It's a pity that no matter how he asked, the ancestor didn't say anything.

From then on, Han Muye never made a move.

For thousands of years, the power of heaven in the Great Desolation has changed.

The entire sky is shining with golden light, and countless auras are intertwined.

The celestial light and the origin of heaven merge.

Immortal energy surged.

Weaken the power between heaven and earth into low-level immortal power, gather more power and turn it into the power of heaven.

Today's Great Desolation Heavenly Dao is stronger than the Heavenly Dao before it turned into the Ruins Realm.

Because there are thousands of divine beasts that integrate their own power and group power into the way of heaven.

According to the exclamation of those divine beasts left over from the prehistoric era, if they had done this in the prehistoric era, no matter how strong the enemy was, it would be impossible to break through the prehistoric world.

In the depths of the wilderness, in front of a cliff full of flames.

Han Muye stood under the cliff with a solemn expression.

On the cliff, stood an old man in a black robe.

The old man's face was indifferent, looking at Han Muye, his eyes were shining with golden light.

"I've been waiting for you for a long time."

The old man whispered softly, behind him, the golden sun rose up.

There can only be one Great Sun Golden Crow in the world, so he has remained in the depths of this wilderness, and has not appeared in the eyes of the world for countless years.

"Haotian told me that you will come."

Han Muye didn't know whether the Haotian Golden Crow said he came here or the Great Wasteland.

The more he dealt with these real strong men, the more Han Muye discovered that many mysterious secrets seemed to be in the calculations of these strong men.

Among them is his arrival.

"Have you made up your mind?" The old man looked at Han Muye and said softly, "Once the inherited power of my Jinwu clan aligns with the Dao of Heaven here, the Measuring Tribulation will really begin."

Turn on Quantity Calamity.

It turns out that this is the real key.

Han Muye didn't know.

"Boy, besides Kunwu, there are countless outsiders besieging and killing Kunwu, and Kunwu's strength is weakening."

"You must open the passage and let the strong in the wilderness go to Kunwu in order to protect Kunwu."

At this moment, a voice came from behind Han Muye.

enlightened beast.

Turning around, Han Muye saw Mu Wan wearing a moon white dress and smiling.

"Senior Brother." Mu Wan called softly, as if she had returned to Jiuxuan Mountain.

At this moment, it seems that the whole world has color.

The enlightened beast lying in Mu Wan's arms raised its head and whispered: "Girl, your heart is beating so fast, what are you thinking?"

...

The Enlightened Beast has indeed no longer activated Kunwu's power.

There is no way for the strong among Kunwu to come out.

Kunwu said it was the last treasure of Honghuang, but it was more like the last cage.

This is the cage left by those outsiders who broke the prehistoric world back then.

They waited for the beasts in Kunwu to grow, and then came to harvest.

The outsiders outside of Kunwu are not the same as the strong ones back then.

"Outside is big."

"The end of the world, none of us know where it is."

The enlightened beast whispered softly.

At the beginning, they all thought that Honghuang was the center of heaven and earth, but when the strong outsider came and shattered the glory of all the beasts, they realized that Honghuang was just like that.

"I don't know if Ren Kunwu was destroyed or if it was to protect Kunwu." Enlightened Beast looked at Han Muye and said softly, "I'll leave it to you to choose."

Opening the Calamity of Quantity allows the Great Wilderness to re-realize, allowing the ethnic groups in the Great Wilderness to rush out and go to the land of Kunwu to fight against enemies outside the realm and protect Kunwu.

It is still not to activate the calamity, let the great wilderness slowly die out, let Kunwu be broken, and let those ethnic groups in the wilderness come out.

How to choose is up to Han Muye himself.

"Kunwu, what is it like?" Han Muye asked in a low voice after pondering.

"Over there, the appearance of the wilderness is still preserved." The Enlightened Beast looked at Han Muye.

"Forget it, I will use my last strength to let you go to Kunwu to have a look."

After the words fell, his brows and eyes opened.

The golden aura directly enveloped Han Muye's body.

Han Muye trembled all over, and the scene in front of him began to change.

He seemed to walk outside a door, stretch out his hand and push the door open, and he could walk into another world.

Turning his head, he could see countless four-armed and three-eyed groups shuttling around.

They rushed to the bright world ahead and shot with all their strength.

The light mask outside the earth has been mottled that day.

Han Muye pushed open the light door and stepped into it.

The boundless breath penetrated directly into the body.

This is an atmosphere with endless vicissitudes, from ancient times.

As far as the eyes can see, blood and evil spirit intertwine, dyeing the world blood red.

Countless bones piled up like mountains.

This is Kunwu?

Didn't it mean that Kunwu is the last relic of the prehistoric world, the final destination of the beast?

Why is there only killing here?

"Roar--"

A hundred-foot-long strange beast covered in black aura was running around. Behind it, countless feet-long ants chased and killed it, wrapped its body, and finally devoured it.

In the distance, a strange beast as tall as a mountain flew up, crushed dozens of strange beasts in front of it into meatloaf, and left with a long smile.

"call out--"

A golden bird grabbed Han Muye's body with its claws, breaking his body to pieces.

All the sights in front of him disappeared.

Han Muye still stood where he was.

"This, is Kunwu?"

He spoke softly.

The enlightened beast nodded and said in a low voice, "This is Kunwu."

There was a wry smile on his face, and he looked at Han Muye: "What do you think Kunwu and Honghuang are like?"

Yes, what do you think the Great Desolation looks like?

Isn't that a world full of gods and beasts just like this?

The prehistoric world is inherently disorderly.

"What will happen if Kunwu is broken and all the beasts come out?" Han Muye looked up at the people around him.

Beside him are Feng Shishi and several mythical beasts.

"Then, it's another calamity." Feng Shishi looked at him and said aloud.

The origin of the calamity is not in one place.

In the end, who can become the real calamity, who can sweep the world, still requires a game of various forces.

"As far as I know, there are at least six calamities that are about to be opened." A voice sounded in midair.

"Royal Father." Mu Wan called softly.

In mid-air, the old man in green robe slowly descended with a smile on his face.

Emperor Qing.

Xuantian Qingdi.

"Senior is the main body of Tongtianmu, right?" Han Muye looked at Qingdi and asked aloud.

The face of the person in front of him was very familiar to Han Muye.

Tongtian Immortal Venerable.

But he is not Tongtian Immortal Venerable.

"That's right." Emperor Qing nodded, looking at Han Muye, "You should have seen the Immortal Master Tongtian."

"That's the dragon crocodile's soul grabbing, my body can only escape here to hide."

Facing the soul of the dragon crocodile, even Tongtianmu couldn't face it directly.

"Tongtian Immortal Venerable is one of the people who set off a calamity."

"The Protoss, the forces behind the Protoss, are also causing calamity."

"Dahuang, Kunwu, and the aliens who besieged Kunwu."

"Also, the deepest part of Tianyuan, the power outside that door."

Qing Emperor looked at Han Muye with envy on his face.

"You are the one who can start the calamity."

"I, Wanhua, can only seek opportunities to protect myself in the midst of calamity."

Han Muye knew that it was true to say that he was the one who started the calamity.

But Qingdi and Wanhua Xianzun can only protect themselves, that's probably not right.

I am afraid they have many backhands.

"Hehe, my girl is my precious jewel, you can't bully her." Qing Emperor turned his head to look at Mu Wan, and said with a light smile.

Mu Wan itself is the bloodline inheritance of Tongtianmu.

Back then when he was outside the Ruins Realm, in Tianxuan, Han Muye sensed the connection between Mu Wan and Tongtianmu through the power of the grass whip.

Whether it is Tongtianmu, Tongtian Immortal Venerable, or those strong men scattered everywhere, who is not arranging various means to survive the calamity?

Wasn't it the arrangement of the gods and beasts in the wasteland of the wild wasteland back then, the monster races like Xiang Lingshuang and the others?

"If I don't start the Great Desolation Calamity, in the end, I can only run for my life in the Calamity like my predecessors, right?" Han Muye looked at Emperor Qing.

The original Styx Immortal was running around during the calamity, and finally fell.

In Wanhua Tianyuan, those ruins worlds, each one is an existence that fell in the calamity.

No one dared to say that he could survive the calamity forever.

"That's right." Qing Emperor nodded.

"Then, what if I activate the Measuring Tribulation, and the Great Desolation Measuring Calamity can become the final winner?" Han Muye said softly.

Hearing his words, the old man of Golden Crow chuckled and looked up at the sky: "You will be the master of this calamity just like Haotian."

"Until the next calamity comes, or destroy, or rebirth, or, leave."

Haotian.

Han Muye looked towards the sky.

If he can activate the calamity measurement and succeed in the end, he is the master of the calamity measurement.

Then he and Haotian Jinwu can only stay one.

When the time comes, the Haotian Golden Crow will need to choose whether to be destroyed or reborn, or to leave.

Of course, it is also possible that Han Muye was destroyed, reborn, or left.

But in any case, the choice at that time was in his own hands.

Slightly closing his eyes, various scenes changed in Han Muye's mind.

Strong outsiders destroy the world.

The divine beasts in Kunwu wreak havoc on the world.

Protoss, crushing the world.

All of this is worse than starting the Great Desolation by yourself.

He also didn't want to be an existence running for his life in the calamity.

Then, control the amount of calamity!

Some things are already doomed.

"good."

Opening his eyes, Han Muye's eyes revealed a firm golden light.

"I'm here to start the Great Desolation and Calamity."