Maximum Comprehension: Taking Care of Swords In A Sword Pavilion Chapter 1942: 802, Lu family, Giant Beam Continent_2

Chapter 1942: 802, Lu family, Giant Beam Continent_2
After a hundred days, they finally arrived at the southwestern region of the divine realm.
The influence of the Lu family was in the southwest of the divine realm.
As one of the seven great clans in the divine realm, the Lu family possessed over a dozen large and small cities, dominating the region like regional lords.
Some of these cities were gathering places for sects, while others resembled the courts of mortal cities.
Beyond a single city lay more than a hundred variously sized city walls.
According to what Great Venerable Muyue had said, the Lu family controlled at least several billion souls in the southwestern region.
This was still one of the Lower Four Families; the Upper Three Families possessed even more terrifying powers.
“The city where Lu Zixu hails from, Luoyang City, is not the top branch of the Lu family. The true core of the Lu family should be Sun Cast City.”
“We are now under the jurisdiction of Sun Cast City, a hundred thousand miles ahead is Sun Cast City itself.”
Great Venerable Muyue pointed to the Cloud Mist mountains ahead and spoke in a low voice.
Han Muye nodded, a piece of jade token in his hand flickering with golden light.
This jade token, given by Lu Zixu, represented an invitation from the Lu family.
After the golden light shimmered for a moment, a flying vessel came rushing over.
“Which one of you is Master Han, who is here to repair battle puppets for the Lu family?” From atop the flying vessel, an old man in a black robe flew down and swept his gaze over Han Muye and Great Venerable Muyue.
The Divine Artificer Badge on Han Muye’s chest caught the old man’s attention.
“I am Han Muye.” Han Muye gave a bow.
“Master Han comes at a good time. There’s unrest among the foreign races on Giant Beam Continent, and our Lu family has lost many Puppet Fighters. Please come with me quickly,” said the old man, then waved his hand, and a staircase of golden light appeared before Han Muye.
“The foreign race on Giant Beam Continent? Your Lu family still hasn’t suppressed them?” Great Venerable Muyue stepped onto the flying vessel with Han Muye, his face showing a hint of surprise as he asked.
His words made the black-robed elder turn around, “You know about our Lu family’s suppression of Giant Beam Continent?”
“It seems you come from a great power.”
The elder waved his hand, and the flying vessel transformed into Flowing Light, after which several young men dressed in black armor came forward to offer spirit tea and spiritual fruits.
The elder introduced himself as Lu Gengsheng, a steward of the Lu family, and a half-step Universe-level powerhouse.
He was mainly responsible for receiving blacksmiths recruited from various places and some cultivators who had taken on the task of being caretakers of Giant Beam Continent.
Giant Beam Continent was where foreign races outside of the divine realm had attacked in the past, and they were suppressed on this continent.
It was actually strong figures from outer realms who were incompatible with the divine realm, along with their subordinates and supporting forces, all suppressed within a certain territorial domain.
Not only did the seven great clans in the divine realm have to suppress many foreign races, but other powerful forces also needed to suppress adversaries from various directions.
The divine realm has never been a monolith.
The foreign race on Giant Beam Continent had wings growing from their backs and four arms and three eyes, with formidable combat strength.
“Four arms, three eyes…” Han Muye thought to himself.
The foreign race from the Great Desolate who broke the heritage of the Desolate Wilderness and are now besieging Kunwu, don’t they have four arms and three eyes?
These foreign races were void creatures, their origins unknown, born from somewhere in the cosmos.
“The four-arm, three-eye foreign race is the strongest among the creatures of the void, calling themselves the Canaan Tribe, the Four-armed Canaan.”
“The strongest beings of the Canaan Tribe have twelve pairs of wings growing on their backs and can control time and space with their vertical eyes,” Lu Gengsheng whispered softly, thoroughly introducing the foreign race from Giant Beam Continent.
If it weren’t for the powerful battle puppets and black armor, along with various combat weapons, the human race would pay a significant price to suppress such a tribe.
There are more than a dozen Canaan Kings with twelve wings on Giant Beam Continent, and each of them is a powerhouse among Universe-level beings.
The Lu family was not willing to engage in a deadly battle, so there has always been a delicate balance with the foreign races on Giant Beam Continent.
In the past, Giant Beam Continent served as a place for the Lu family to hone their juniors, and it was sufficient to keep the people of the Canaan Tribe suppressed.
But in the past few tens of thousands of years, the proliferation of the Canaan Tribe has sped up, with the birth of five top kings, greatly increasing their strength.
The current suppression by the Lu family is somewhat strained.
“We do not wish to exert too much force; otherwise, the mere Giant Beam Continent would not be worth our concern,” Lu Gengsheng looked ahead, a trace of disdain on his face.
This was the arrogance that had always been cultivated, characteristic of the great clans and powerful forces.
Confidence, stemming from strength.
However, to Han Muye, there seemed to be a touch of weariness behind Lu Gengsheng’s words.
If it wasn’t for the fact that they were struggling to cope with the losses, the Lu family would not have sought him out to repair the battle puppets and armor.
With a foundation like that of the Lu family, they normally wouldn’t need to worry about such losses; they could simply dismantle them.
Only if there had been a huge loss in a short period of time, to the point where sustaining it became impossible, would the family choose to repair their battle puppets and armor.
The deck was somewhat somber, but thankfully the flying vessel moved quickly, stopping in less than half an hour before a large city.
The city wasn’t Sun Cast City but a place called Jade Halberd City.
Outside the city, three vast squares loom, with spirit light swirling upwards as if reaching for the heavens.
“Is this a direct route to the Giant Beam Continent?” Han Muye furrowed his brows.
“I was invited by Lu Zixu to repair the battle puppets.”
Lu Gengsheng nodded and spoke, “I know, normally you Refining Masters would be arranged to go to Sun Cast City. The Family Head himself had arranged it, but now…”
“The front lines are indeed under heavy pressure, and there’s an immediate need for direct repairs on the battle puppets and armor.”
It was only in this place that Lu Gengsheng finally told the truth.
Han Muye hadn’t had a chance to say anything else, when the flying vessel had already charged into the column of light ahead.
Lu Gengsheng handed over a jade token to Han Muye: “This is your identity token in the Giant Beam Continent, representing your status as a Guest Elder of the Lu family. Don’t lose it.”
“A Guest Elder has a higher status than those cultivators who accept garrison missions.”
Han Muye took the jade token and saw faint golden spiritual symbols inscribed on it.
Before he could take a closer look, the surrounding spirit light flashed and enveloped the flying vessel.
“Boom”
Endless changes in space enveloped them, and the flying vessel rushed into a spatial teleportation array.
Han Muye turned to look around, seeing quite a few similar flying vessels.
Some were clearly manned by powerful beings, large ships that transported hundreds or thousands of cultivators.
This made Han Muye think of the Flying Shuttles refined by Luo Shentong.
If they had such a shuttle, there would be no need for teleportation arrays.
The Flying Shuttle could transport at least a hundred thousand cultivators at once, far more convenient than these flying vessels.
“Bang”
Just as the Flowing Light was about to dissipate, a streak of azure void light suddenly exploded.
A flying vessel shattered, and several silhouettes burst out.
All of these figures coalesced with wings and four arms.
Among them, several had three pairs of wings which, when spread, covered a radius of thirty feet.
“Foreign race,” Han Muye muttered under his breath.
These concealed foreign race members were the same as the ones who besieged Kunwu.
The aliens burst out of the flying vessel, and then their hands shimmered with golden light, exploding in all directions.
“Stop them quickly!” A voice rang out from the void around them.
Yet no one moved.
This was the Endless Void, where time and spatial power intertwined. Teleportation was not yet complete, and no one could act.
As for the aliens, they were clearly suicide soldiers, their bodies pierced by the surrounding spatial power.
“Bang”
The bodies of these aliens were pierced, then countless golden lights on their bodies exploded, causing the large teleporting flying vessels to sway and scatter in all directions.
A slight deviation in the teleportation’s coordinates could result in landing millions of miles off course, or not even ending up on the Giant Beam Continent at all.
“Master Han, take care!” As the spatial and temporal powers around them fell into chaos, Lu Gengsheng roared, driving the flying vessel to collide with two nearby aliens, deflecting their bodies that were about to self-destruct.
“Boom”
The surrounding space was in turmoil.
Half an hour later, Han Muye confirmed that he had arrived at the Giant Beam Continent.
By then, he had been separated from Great Venerable Muyue and lost contact with Lu Gengsheng and the others.
Fortunately, the God-Slaying Puppet Fighter had turned into an armor piece during the spatial transfer and had fallen with him, currently just a thousand miles away.
Han Muye didn’t immediately start searching for the God-Slaying Puppet Fighter, but turned his head to look at the flying vessel beside him, which bore some damage.
The thirty-foot-long flying vessel was densely inscribed with numerous spiritual symbols.
Raising his hand, he pressed his palm onto the vessel.
“Hum”
Countless images flooded his mind.
The process of refining the flying vessel, its various missions, and its transference from one Lu family powerhouse to another until this mission.
“The Patriarch of the Lu family was severely injured by the siege of eight Twelve-Winged Alien Kings. This time, the Lu family reinforcements brought the guardian treasures hurriedly, so the foreign race destroyed the teleportation array, aiming to isolate and kill the Lu family head and several top combatants.”