Maximum Comprehension: Taking Care of Swords In A Sword Pavilion Chapter 1961: 810, Banishment in space, suppressed Canaanite Monarch_2

Chapter 1961: 810, Banishment in space, suppressed Canaanite Monarch_2
Under such battle conditions, anyone who doesn’t join the fray is a fool.
Countless streaks of flowing light surged over.
“Wu Tai Dao Palace is willing to lend an arm of support to the Lu family.”
The voice echoed, and tens of thousands of cultivators, with their Daoist robes and spiritual light shimmering around them, stepped across the void.
A force within the divine realm.
“Patriarch Lu, Hu Zhengtao leading thirty thousand Imperial Armor Army of the Hu Family, has come to support the battle.” Amidst the rumbling, a tidal wave of ironclad forces converged.
That was a family in the divine realm with considerable strength—the Hu Family.
Although they didn’t match up to one of the Seven Divine Families like the Lu family, they still had a lineage and the presence of powerful members.
Voices rose one after another, and countless streams of light surged through the surrounding void.
When Han Muye was controlling the War Beast to clash with the Canaanite powerhouses just a moment ago, no one noticed so many people hidden around.
In reality, if it hadn’t been for his ability to command the War Beast to decisively defeat the Canaanite Monarchs, these people would definitely not have shown themselves.
“The Lu family thanks everyone for their support.”
“Today’s spoils are at your disposal,” came the response from Lu Chengyue’s voice.
Spoils at your disposal.
In just a moment, Han Muye saw what ‘spoils at your disposal’ meant.
Groups of Canaanites were captured and then their powers were sealed.
These Canaanites were not weak, and selling them back in the divine realm could indeed earn a lot.
Tasks such as mining, guarding, can all be arranged.
The divine realm has many ways to ensure these Canaanites cannot rebel.
Watching this scene unfold before him, Han Muye had a thought.
Actually, even if he hadn’t taken action, the Lu family wouldn’t truly have collapsed.
The Giant Beam Continent is not only a place for the Lu family to hone their junior disciples, but also a breeding ground for the Canaanites, isn’t it?
But for the Lu family, if it weren’t for today’s feat where Han Muye single-handedly obliterated the Canaanite powerhouses, the gains and costs would be different.
At the very least, to convince forces from other factions to confront the five Canaan Kings, plus the more than ten Twelve-Winged Canaanites and the five million strong army, the compensation needed would be substantial, if not crippling then at least very painful.
It wouldn’t be like now, with everyone lending a hand and doing favors.
Indeed, they were here to offer favors.
The powerhouses from various factions had already seen that the Lu family had the situation under control, and now stepping in was just the icing on the cake.
However, in the cultivation world, adding splendor is common practice, while providing help in desperate times truly costs something and requires real sacrifice.
In the midst of the chaotic battle, the War Beast controlled by Han Muye dissolved into nothingness.
Many people noticed this scene, but quickly shifted their attention.
It can’t be helped; this is one of the Lu family’s secrets that shouldn’t be pried into.
If the Lu family had lost, perhaps someone would have taken the opportunity to capture and thoroughly dismantle this War Beast.
But now with the Lu family’s great victory, that was simply untouchable.
In just a short time, space trembled as several Lu family elders arrived, leading at least a million-strong army in a charge that annihilated the scattered Canaanites.
Many more surrendered.
As for the Twelve-Winged Canaanites and the two Canaanite Monarchs, naturally, no one could hold onto them.
No one really wanted to fight to the death with powerhouses like these.
Several Lu family elders took action, and four War Beasts exerted their power, capturing more than ten Ten-Winged Canaanites, confining their bodies and taking them away from the void.
Such captured powerhouses were valuable resources.
Many people watched this scene with envy.
This void battle lasted nearly three months.
Mainly because there were too many scattered Canaanites, and even capturing them took time.
As for the hero of this battle, the blacksmith grandmaster Han Muye, he had already quietly departed.
The Lu family specially opened a transportation channel for him to leave early and head for a restorative stay with the Lu family.
You can’t say; this great battle wasn’t without its toll on him, either.
The most important thing was that commanding the War Beast to battle and realizing the combat rules and power application of the Ancient Behemoth was a true opportunity for the enhancement, comprehension, and improvement of his cultivation abilities.
When he stepped into the chamber, the blood essence around his body was surging like a rampant river.
The speed at which he refined the Dragon Crocodile Power had increased by at least ten thousand times!
The blending of such powers, the feeling of constant enhancement, was simply too marvellous!
Within his rushing body, that sense of power that seemed to return to the vast Primordial Chaos made Han Muye’s realm continuously fuse and elevate with the Power Rules.
This was the Dragon Crocodile Power of ancient times, completely relying on qi and blood and the force to challenge and control the rules.
The purest power in the world.
No wonder the Dragon Crocodile could only be suppressed back then, and it had to be divided into three parts for the suppression.
Moreover, the dragon crocodile’s skull in Kunwu needed the support of an extremely powerful combat weapon for its protection.
If it hadn’t been split into three parts for suppression, the power of the Dragon Crocodile would have definitely broken the seal.
“Hum”
Gripping his fist slightly, Han Muye was surrounded by layers of blood-red dragon scales.
The dragon scales were a true display of Divine force.
Each scale could smash a world apart.
This session of secluded cultivation had lasted for more than a year.
When he emerged, waiting at the door was a Lu Family Elite, Lu Zixu.
“Brother Han, Master Han, haha, I was summoned from Luoyang City, and I’ve been protecting you here in Sun Cast City for over half a year,”
“Master, they all say you did a big favor for our Lu family, what is it?” Lu Zixu asked, curiosity on his face.
In the Giant Beam Continent, several old ancestors of the Lu family, as well as the patriarch, had imposed a gag order.
The later the existence of Han Muye was exposed, the more time they would buy for the Lu family.
The Lu family could use this time to continuously absorb the benefits that Han Muye had brought them.
Han Muye understood the Lu family’s intention, and he wanted to keep a low profile for now.
At the door, two flashes of spiritual light twinkled, and both God-Slaying Puppet Fighters and Great Venerable Muyue descended.
“Tsk tsk, you must have gained a lot this time. The power of qi and blood thriving while you were in seclusion…” Great Venerable Muyue looked at Han Muye, with curiosity on his face and his eyes shining brightly.
By the time the Patriarch Lu and several elders arrived, Han Muye and the others had already left.
The Lu Family Descendants guarding the gate reported that Lu Zixu was leading Han Muye for a stroll in the center of Sun Cast City.
“That’s good too, Lu Zixu is quite close with Master Han; it’s an opportunity that should be well seized,” Lu Chengyue said with a smile on his face, nodding.
“Patriarch, recently the Sun Cast City is jumbled with all sorts of factions, and regarding Master Han and the others…” an elder spoke in a low voice.
This statement also caused a slight surprise among those around.
After the Lu family’s great victory in the Giant Beam Continent, many factions had come to pay their respects.
Many of the Lu family’s younger generation had also returned from various trial grounds.
“Let me go and look for them; I am somewhat familiar with Master Han,” Lu Genghong stepped forward and spoke.
Although he was an elder, he wasn’t central, and in the Lu family his status was not that high, so looking for Han Muye wouldn’t cause too much commotion.
“Good, be sure to take care not to spoil Master Han’s mood,” Lu Chengyue instructed Lu Genghong with a grave voice.
Lu Genghong nodded and with a move, disappeared from the spot.
By this time, Lu Zixu had already led Han Muye to the busiest street in Sun Cast City, Yun Tang Street.
“Stretching thirty miles, gathering all the products of the divine realm,” Lu Zixu said proudly, pointing ahead, “Brother Han, would you say this place is prosperous?”
Han Muye looked at the bustling street ahead and nodded slightly.
The large cities of the divine realm were indeed incomparable to other places.
Even Tianxiang City, which he had vigorously promoted, although it surpassed this place in transaction volume, it fell short in terms of the quality of the items traded when compared to Sun Cast City.
“Nine Levels of lofty towers, Treasures of Ten Thousand Realms; Brother Han, given your wealth, coming to Sun Cast City you must visit the Yuntang Treasure Pavilion.”
Lu Zixu stretched out his hand towards a towering colossal pavilion in the distance.
Though it had only nine floors, the pavilion was immensely wide and even from afar, it exuded a golden treasure light.
Han Muye’s face showed a smile.
This fellow Lu Zixu did understand him quite well.
Knew his habits.
“Let’s go, today there’s a treasure identification gathering at Yuntang Treasure Pavilion,” Lu Zixu walked briskly forward, rubbing his hands, with excitement on his face.
“Many ancient treasures have lost their original appearances over time due to erosion and being sealed away.”
“At the treasure identification gathering, one might find actual treasures of great value.”
Ancient Treasures?
Han Muye became somewhat interested.
They hastened their steps, and in just a moment, they arrived in front of the Yuntang Treasure Pavilion.
Up close, the dazzling and magnificent architecture appeared even grander.
The hundred-foot-high gateway was interwoven with numerous spiritual symbols.
Merely the gate itself was a Primordial-grade Treasure.
“Lu Zixu?”
“Last time at the treasure identification gathering, didn’t you lose even your pants?”
“What now, have you come to lose your undergarments?”
A female voice came from not far off.