958. Since you are here today, you are destined to be with my divine court.
illusory.
Between the virtual and the real, the flow is uncertain.
Han Muye raised his hand, and a blue-gray light appeared on his palm.
"Measure the calamity."
There was solemnity in his eyes.
No wonder.
This is clearly the power of calamity.
The world of prehistoric times collapsed again and again because of the power of calamity.
Including the galaxy universe and other planes, no one dares to be contaminated by the power of calamity.
The power of the calamity gathered at the bottom of the abyss and turned into ruins.
This power of intertwining illusion and reality is exactly the power of calamity.
"The power of measuring calamity is the power of breaking the void realm that surpasses the master. According to the records in the classics, even the plane of Pantian is almost extinct."
Han Muye whispered.
Only then did he understand that the power of Calamity Tribulation was the pinnacle of the power of the face, the power of breaking voids that was said to surpass the Lord.
This level of power can destroy the world and reincarnate endlessly.
The prehistoric universe collapsed because of these forces.
"Poxu?"
Huo Ling nodded, with a look of understanding on his face: "No wonder even the Lord of Gods is sleeping. It turns out that there is such a powerful force to suppress it."
The Flame Clan back then was extremely powerful.
The Giant Source Plane was supposed to be dominated by the Flame Clan.
The Giant Source Clan could become the master of this plane and defeat the Flame Clan. It turned out that there was a strong man beyond the dominance level who took action.
"Buzz——"
The illusory clouds and mist in front seemed to sense the calamity power in Han Muye's hand, vibrated and floated, and enveloped him.
Han Muye shook his head, and the power of calamity in his hands dissipated.
Although he possesses the power to measure calamities, he doesn't think he can compete with the remaining void-breaking power here.
"Walk."
With a movement of his body, he stepped directly onto the mountain before the clouds enveloped him.
The fire spirit followed behind him, and a ball of flames surged outside him, turning into a protective light curtain.
The flames outside the two bodies were turbulent and seemed to be extinguished under the impact of illusory power.
A look of surprise appeared on Huo Ling's face.
He had never been here before and had no idea that the illusory power here could be so powerful.
After walking a hundred miles, Han Muye stopped.
Huo Ling was already pale at this time.
Although the Fire Spirit is not at its peak of power, its level of power is that of the reincarnation realm.
Even this kind of power cannot withstand the erosion of the power of illusion.
"Master, what should I do?"
Huo Ling looked at Han Muye and whispered unwillingly.
Han Muye stretched out his hand to resist the illusory power in front of him.
There are illusory powers intertwining with him.
"Breaking the illusion, since it is necessary to break the illusion, then we should enter the illusion."
As his words fell, his body began to fade away.
However, at the moment of becoming empty, the power of flames appeared all over his body.
flame.
Divine fire.
Countless divine fires stirred up and turned into thousands of streams of light.
Han Muye's body was transformed from the true spirit bone of the Golden Crow.
He also controls countless divine fires.
At this time, his power alone turned into endless flames.
The fire spirit standing behind him looked at the countless flames in front of him and his eyes widened.
"This, how is this possible?"
"How can there be so many divine fires in the world?"
The Divine Court is said to have the source of billions of flames, but I dare not say that there are so many divine fires.
"boom--"
As the number of divine fires reached ten thousand, the illusory world in front of them began to collapse.
It's not that it collapsed, but that the world began to turn into an illusion.
Illusion, reality, intersection.
Han Muye opened his eyes and shouted: "Broken—"
break!
Break through the illusion!
A ball of flame turned into three inches of flame.
The flames swelled with the wind and condensed into a giant flaming beast thousands of feet tall.
The giant flame beast just raised its front legs and slapped it hard, and the world collapsed.
The world shattered, and the flame beast's body expanded again, becoming a giant beast measuring 100,000 feet.
The surrounding illusory world shook and shattered.
The flame beast also shattered, leaving only a fire bead with a trace of blue-gray light, which merged into Han Muye's body.
"Buzz——"
The second bead appeared again, and in an instant it vibrated into a thousand-foot-long fire dragon.
The fire dragon breathed flames, burning the heaven and earth, and its body continued to expand.
In the end, the body of the one-hundred-thousand-foot-long black fire dragon collapsed, sinking together with the heaven and earth.
The world collapsed, and a blue-grey bead appeared. Han Muye reached out to grab it and integrated it into his body.
The third fireball appeared.
…
Fire dragon, fire phoenix, golden crow.
The bodies of countless flame beasts reached their peak in this illusory world, and then collapsed.
Han Muye evolved with the power of his soul, and each time he pushed the flame power to the extreme, triggering the void-breaking power to suppress it, and then dissipated.
That trace of void-breaking power was also integrated into the flames.
Time has stopped at this moment.
Controlled by the power of breaking the void, time in this world no longer moves forward.
In front of Han Muye, thousands of divine fires evolved, seemingly from eternity to the end.
"Buzz——"
After countless flames collapsed, the space in front of Han Muye finally shook, and then turned into an illusion together with his body.
At this time, the blue-gray aura in Han Muye's body had reached its extreme.
Each fire bead brought back a ball of green ash with the power to break the void. Now Han Muye finally had the power to break the void with this method!
"break."
He spoke calmly, and the world in front of him collapsed instantly.
Stretching golden palaces appeared in front of you.
These palaces are built on fire, rising with the blazing flames.
"It's rare that after three hundred and twenty eras, someone finally sets foot here."
"The inheritance of my Flame Divine Court has not been destroyed yet."
A voice sounded.
Ahead, in the flames, a figure walked slowly.
It was a beautiful female nun wearing a golden crown and a red gown.
Graceful, dignified, and gorgeous.
"God Lord..."
Huo Ling lowered his head, not daring to look directly.
This is the memory in Tiansheng's bloodline, which makes him have to bow his head.
"God Lord?" Han Muye's eyes fell on the female cultivator, and a glimmer of light flashed in his eyes: "Unfortunately, you have already fallen."
A strong man in the domination realm fell here.
"Haha, breaking the virtual blockade, I can keep this power in a stalemate here and prevent it from sweeping across this plane. This is my limit."
"If I hadn't died, this place would have become the source of the power to break the void."
The female cultivator sighed and turned her head to look around.
"This is the place where my flame clan originated. How can I bear to see it turn into an illusion?"
A piece of heaven and earth becomes the source of illusory power.
Han Muye devoured his senses and now understood the terrifying power of breaking the void.
The world like the prehistoric era has now become a hotbed of calamity power, constantly nourishing it and never ending.
"Since you are here today, you are destined to be with my divine court."
The golden-robed female cultivator looked at Han Muye with a smile on her face.
She raised her hand and waved, and Han Muye flew forward.
"Give you two choices."
"First, let's practice together and let me breed an origin flame for you."
"This flame will have a chance to burn through the illusion of this place in the future, allowing the Flame God's Palace to return."
"The second option is to inherit my flame throne, control this plane, and become the master of the giant source plane."
The female cultivator looked at Han Muye and said softly: "How do you choose?"
"How to choose?" Han Muye slowly raised his hand with a chuckle on his face.
