Maximum Comprehension: Taking Care of Swords In A Sword Pavilion Chapter 1896: 782, Myriad Fusion Pill

Chapter 1896: 782, Myriad Fusion Pill....
Translator: 549690339
To enter the Purple Sun Cauldron, one must either obtain its recognition and become its master, or be enslaved by it.
Alternatively, like others, turn into soul nourishment to feed the cauldron.
There are so many divine flames within the Purple Sun Cauldron that no matter how many souls enter, they would all be divided.
This is the rule that comes with such a powerful treasure like the Purple Sun Cauldron.
To break such Rule Bending Powers, one would need strength surpassing the one who refined the cauldron.
Unfortunately, there probably isn’t anyone in the world stronger than the one who once took action to refine the cauldron, the Nine Mysteries Peak Master.
With bodies of frost, Linghui and the silver armored battle puppet, Silver Moon, looked at each other and then bowed to Han Muye.
“We’ve seen our master.”
Accept the bet and admit defeat.
If they were not qualified to become the master of the Purple Sun Cauldron, then they could only recognize the master of the Purple Sun Cauldron before them as their master.
Otherwise, just like Xu Ziyang said, their lives would hang by a thread.
Xu Ziyang turned his head to look at Zheng Yaoyang.
Zheng Yaoyang’s expression changed on his face, and eventually, he looked up at Han Muye.
“Master Han, if one day I can comprehend the ultimate secret of life transformation, I think, I’d like to challenge you again.”
Looking at Han Muye, a deep battle intent shone in Zheng Yaoyang’s eyes.
Today, he lost thoroughly.
But from Han Muye’s demonstration, he saw how to create life, how to ultimately transform life and divine flames.
If given time, he might be able to achieve this step and become a blacksmith who could control life.
“Okay,” Han Muye nodded succinctly.
He won over Zheng Yaoyang today, not because his weapon refinement methods were more clever than the opponent.
Up to now, he could not unravel the golden bead that Zheng Yaoyang had refined using Xia Ruzhe’s soul.
Today Han Muye’s victory did not shine bright; he would wait for the next opportunity to defeat Zheng Yaoyang completely.
In the area where Zheng Yaoyang was the most proud and skilled.
This was Han Muye’s confidence.
“Zheng Yaoyang pays respects to the master,” Zheng Yaoyang bowed to Han Muye and shouted out loud.
Since Han Muye promised another match in the future, he naturally wouldn’t hesitate any longer.
The soul imprints in his soul were in the Purple Sun Cauldron, his life and death were controlled by Han Muye.
Unless he found a way to surpass the one who refined the Purple Sun Cauldron and erase his own soul imprints.
As Zheng Yaoyang bowed, the surrounding void began to slowly stir.
This Purple Sun Cauldron space was going to dissipate.
Their three figures trembled and vanished on the spot.
Han Muye turned his head towards Xu Ziyang in front of him.
“Xu Ao, you…”
Xu Ao, after all, wasn’t the original Xu Ao.
He was one of the strongest blacksmiths in the world, having survived from ancient times, established Ziyang City, and even passed down the life spirit array foundation methods.
“I will stay in Ziyang City.” Xu Ziyang’s expression was complex as he looked around.
“The life spirit array foundation method I created back then for building large cities led to the plight of many powerful creatures.”
“Constructing Ziyang City, I was seeking a way to remove this enslavement of divine beasts.”
“I want redemption…”
It was because of this thought that Xu Ziyang had met resistance from powerful beings from all sides.
He refused to refine life spirit array foundations for others, and then he was attacked and besieged by the strong, resulting in the destruction of his physical body, and had no choice but to turn Ziyang City into a void to nurture himself with the power of the Purple Sun Cauldron.
In another sense, if their lineage had continued to refine life spirit array foundations, the Galaxy Universe might still have been so powerful.
And the process of enslaving the various universes would not have stopped.
“Then, returning to the Galaxy Universe and the reemergence of Ziyang City won’t be a problem, right?” Han Muye spoke up.
The strong ones who besieged Xu Ziyang in the past were still around.
Even more, these powerful beings were stronger than before.
“Mr. Han, that method of switching physical bodies for battle puppets that Yaoyang used, I’d known it long ago,” Xu Ziyang said with a smile on his face and a soft voice.
The disadvantage of switching physical bodies to battle puppets.
Han Muye’s eyebrows raised.
“Myriad Fusion Pill?”
Great Venerable Muyue came to Ziyang City for that pills.
A treasure that could rapidly integrate souls and battle puppet bodies.
“Actually, it’s just using the power of the Purple Sun Golden Crow to let the soul and the battle puppet body fuse to the utmost,” Xu Ziyang nodded and spoke calmly.
There was a downside to Zheng Yaoyang’s body-switching method.
This downside could be resolved in Ziyang City.
The more powerful beings in the divine realm wanted to solve this problem, the more allies Ziyang City would have.
Even among those who once joined hands to kill Xu Ziyang, some were battle puppets who had switched bodies but could not fully integrate.
For someone like Xu Ziyang, as long as he wished, he could have countless allies.
This was the power of being a blacksmith.
In the world of cultivation, it is ultimately a coalition of interests.
Only eternal life is worth exchanging for everything.
“Boom”
The void dissipated, flames between heaven and earth exploded, and then returned to nothingness.
Only Han Muye and Xu Ziyang remained standing side by side on the altar.
Zheng Yaoyang and the other three had already been quietly transported millions of miles away with the power of the Purple Sun Cauldron.
“Teacher!”
Seeing the figure standing on the altar, all four golden armored battle puppets below exclaimed.
Standing at the base of the altar, Lu Zixu and others also lifted their heads, their faces revealing surprise.
Zheng Yaoyang and the others had disappeared, leaving only two people on the platform.
Next to Han Muye, was that Xu Ziyang, the lord of Ziyang City who had been fiercely powerful for countless years?
“Ah, it’s been tough on you all these years…”
Looking at the four golden armored battle puppets before him, Xu Ziyang showed a hint of guilt in his expression and spoke softly.