960, Return to Pantian, exchange for military merit
With the power of the Heavenly Fire Spear, you can step into the secret of heaven and control your own cause and effect.
As long as you refine this spear, your cultivation level can be raised by two major levels out of thin air.
If it were someone else, no one would be willing to give up this kind of opportunity.
Even this opportunity is extremely risky.
Once the power of fire in the spear is refined, it will have to bear the cause and effect, motivating the flame creatures in the entire plane to compete with all the giant source tribes.
With the current power of the flame creatures, it is impossible for them to really be opponents of the Giant Source Clan.
Therefore, Han Muye said that whether to inherit the power of the spear was a risky matter.
But in front of Han Muye, a mere two-level improvement in cultivation realm was really nothing.
If he wants to, he can break through the Heavenly Secret Realm and the Cause and Effect Realm at will.
He came to this dimension in order to condense his own universe.
Holding the spear, he looked up the memories one after another and saw clearly the evolution and changes of the planes and the earth. Han Muye's eyes revealed a glimmer of light.
Among these ruins, there really is a treasure of the Flame God's Palace, and it is extremely valuable.
Practitioners from the Pantian plane also come here to hide treasures.
Several strong men from the Pantian plane have set foot here, but were blocked by the power of breaking the void and were unable to enter.
"Gather our strength and wait to open the divine treasure."
"Whether the flame creature can be revived depends on future opportunities."
Han Muye spoke calmly.
He is not interested in staying in this dimension now and focusing his energy on competing with the Giant Source Clan.
From beginning to end, he, Han Muye, was not a practitioner who could be bound by the power of one plane.
Not only does he have an equal dialogue with the origin of flame, but he also wants to override the origin of flame!
Following his words, the divine spear and sky fire roared, and then turned into a trail of flames, falling on Han Muye's clothes.
The power in the spear did not pour into Han Muye's body, but was retained in it as the power of the spear.
The power this spear possesses now is the realm of reincarnation.
With this spear, you can directly compete with the reincarnation realm.
The Samsara Realm is the pinnacle in the Giant Source Plane, and in the Pantian Plane, it is second only to the Domination Realm.
At this time, Han Muye already had the fire spirit and this spear beside him, both of which were in the Samsara realm.
The spears fell silent, and the power of heaven and earth in the entire plane slowly solidified, and the soldiers who seemed to obey the orders of the flames sank into the earth.
The fire spirit on the side opened his mouth, but finally said nothing.
His own master actually didn't even look down on the inheritance of the Flame Divine Court.
There was both disappointment and excitement in Huo Ling's eyes.
He did not expect that Han Muye would not even look down on the divine court that was inherited from his family's flame lineage.
This is a powerful inheritance that can step into the realm of dominance and control a plane.
But then I thought, my master must have a tyrannical background that even the Flame Divine Court's inheritance would not look down on, so he would make such a choice.
Perhaps, this is his own opportunity.
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Leaving the location of the Divine Court, Han Muye moved forward with his sword, killing the giant source tribe and alien beasts along the way.
He shattered pieces of heaven and earth, and then transformed them into his own universe.
In ten days, he had a total of three universes formed.
During these ten days, he also helped Xu Fengran and the others hunt down the Juyuan tribe, and helped Zhang Cheng and the others obtain military exploits and the Pantian Stone.
"boom--"
On the sky, cracks appeared one after another.
In the crack, a golden light pillar emerged.
Han Muye turned around, with a glimmer of light in his eyes.
The Shenhe County camp began to assemble, and the first batch of practitioners who entered the Giant Source Plane were about to be recalled.
He gained a lot from this fight.
But practitioners who enter this dimension will suffer considerable losses.
Even the disciples of the Mitian Sword Sect who were protected by him, as well as the practitioners in the Death Battalion, were all injured a lot.
The troops deployed by the Juyuan tribe definitely exceeded the imagination of the Shenhe County camp.
"Brother, the recruiting horn has sounded. If we don't go back, we will be alone."
Not far away, Zhang Cheng, holding a black sword in his hand, raised his head and spoke loudly.
At this time, three thousand soldiers had gathered behind Zhang Cheng.
Most of these people are alien beasts and giant origin tribes that Han Muye transformed with the power of thunder, and have already surrendered.
Others were other soldiers from the Pantian plane who had been scattered and were gathered together by them.
Following Zhang Zheng's words, everyone looked at Han Muye.
Han Muye nodded, with a smile on his face: "Let's go back and redeem military merit."
Exchange for military merit!
This sentence made all the soldiers in the death camp look happy.
This time they followed Han Muye to fight, and they gained a lot.
With today's achievements, even if he cannot become a Heaven-Suppressing Guard, it is enough to buy his freedom and even accumulate enough wealth to practice cultivation for hundreds or even thousands of years.
Streams of light rushed toward the light beam in front.
Not many can form an organization and return with large armies.
"Haha, I finally returned to the Pantian plane!" With a long laugh, a big man in black armor rushed into the light pillar.
"Woo, 3,846 soldiers of my 3,846 battalion went on an expedition, and now only 38 of them have returned. How sad -"
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Han Muye stepped onto the pillar of light and let it wrap around his body.
Traveling through the planes and returning to the Pantian plane, the air pressure control breaks out instantly.
Sure enough, the power of heaven and earth in the Pantian plane is the strongest.
Around Han Muye, illusory forces vibrated and then disappeared.
Fire spirits, as well as the Heavenly Fire Divine Spear, all entered his world of heaven and earth.
Entering the world of Qiankun together, there are also those alien beasts that used the power of thunder to transform into human beings, as well as many Juyuan tribe who surrendered to Han Muye and used the power of thunder to transform into humanoids.
They all practice in Han Muye's world of heaven and earth.
In addition, in Han Muye's mind, there were blue-gray beads floating in the air.
Breaking the Void Pearl.
This level of void-breaking power cannot even be carried by the Pantian plane.
"Exchange for military merit——"
"Quick, the quartermaster is about to distribute the rewards!"
Each cultivator who returned to the Pantian plane shouted loudly and rushed towards the military supply camp.
Every time you fight to conquer the sky, if you come back alive, you will get military merit.
Exchange military merits for resources, practice quickly, and improve combat power.
If you survive a hundred battles, you can return to your sect or family.
The battle to conquer the sky is a catastrophe for most practitioners, but it is an opportunity for only a few people.
Not far away, Xu Fengran and others in green robes walked forward with calm energy and blood, and calm faces.
Outsiders can't see the changes in their cultivation, so they naturally don't know that among them, there are now three Universe Mirrors and six Primeval Primes.
This kind of strength is enough to form a Tianzhen Guard team.
"metropolitan!"
"Master!"
Seeing Han Muye, everyone shouted and looked excited.
Zhang Cheng and others standing behind Han Muye looked at each other.
My eldest brother’s descendant?
That will definitely need to be taken care of in the future.
However, their cultivation level is actually not as strong as Zhang Mingyuan's, but most of the people in the death camp are used to fighting for their lives, so they may have a little more killing power.
"Han Muye?"
"You're not dead yet?"
Not far away, a low cry came.
Wearing a brocade robe, He Chengyang, Young Master of Yuntian Dao Mengyang, looked at Han Muye with a gloomy expression.
"Isn't it true that with their little strength, going out to fight in this plane will lead to death?"
"Also, why wasn't this guy killed in the death camp?"
Beside He Chengyang, several dignified practitioners shook their heads.
"It doesn't matter, I haven't redeemed my military merit yet, so it just works for me." He Chengyang smiled, murderous intent surging in his body.
Han Muye slowly turned his head and looked at He Chengyang.
He raised his hand.
"boom--"
The golden fist shadow flew straight out.
With one punch, the heaven and earth shook, and the origin condensed!
Thousands of miles around, everyone’s expressions changed drastically!
"This is, above the First Yuan!" He Chengyang looked pale and shouted softly.