Maximum Comprehension: Taking Care of Swords In A Sword Pavilion

Chapter 1982: 819, The Myriad Domains Altar opens, Heaven Trampling Immortal Venerable of the Desolate Heaven Territory_2

Han Muye looked at everyone, his expression much more solemn this time.

The other blacksmiths also had serious faces, listening quietly.

Everyone knew that Han Muye’s way of refining weapons had reached levels they dared not contemplate.

“It starts with beings and flourishes among them. The day when the way of refining weapons probes into the forbidden zone of beings might mark the beginning of the way of refining weapons but could also be the destruction of the entire universe,” Han Muye said in a low voice, opening his mouth softly.

As for the way of refining weapons, the way of solidifying reality had reached its peak, and what came after was the way of refining the void.

He himself did not know what the result would be when he truly began to create.

The incarnations of his soul that had forged the Shepherd Star Tribe, though incredibly powerful, lacked the core that a being should possess.

Autonomous thinking.

Real beings must have their own thoughts.

However, among the beliefs of the Shepherd Star Tribe, the creation of galaxies and obedience to their master had become the rules of their existence.

Yet among them, there was one who had freed themselves from these rules and had become a true being.

It was the member of the Shepherd Star Clan who had reached the end of the void.

Han Muye’s soul avatar had not truly forged a being, but he had also managed to forge a real being.

Because as the last member of the Shepherd Star Tribe left the galaxy universe, they, too, became real beings.

“Beings, that is the forbidden zone of refining weapons,” Xu Ziyang nodded, his expression solemn.

“Until I truly can take that step, I will not touch the forbidden zone of refining weapons.”

Zheng Yaoyang beside him also nodded lightly.

They were among the top blacksmiths in the world, the most powerful in refining weapons, and they would ultimately take the step toward creating life.

The words of Han Muye at this moment were just a warning.

Ten years.

In those ten years, Han Muye quietly visited many forces from the void to the divine realm and exchanged many primordial and even universe-level treasures.

When he set foot in the Wasteland of the Divine Realm again, he was accompanied by chaos, the Golden Crow, and the Five Elements Divine Furnace.

These three, now each with a Puppet Fighter body, were all tall and imposing.

As for the God-Slaying Puppet Fighters, they had quietly condensed back into a sliver of metal.

Compared to the three divine beasts, the God-Slaying Puppet Fighters were much more powerful.

In those ten years, Han Muye had helped the God-Slaying Puppet Fighters become truly universe-level battle puppets.

Great Venerable Muyue remained as the caretaker in Cold Moon City, while He Yangsun and others were stationed in Tianxiang City.

Han Muye did not take many treasures with him, but he brought tens of thousands of primordial-level Puppet Fighters.

Thanks to the reward for repairing universe-level treasures, Han Muye’s collection of primordial-level had reached unimaginable levels.

Standing outside the Wasteland, before Han Muye was Kong Zhongqiu from the divine realm, dressed in scholarly robes.

As per the agreement, he was to accompany Han Muye to the Primordial Universe.

He was very curious about the Confucian Dao heritage of the Primordial Universe.

Traveling thousands of miles, several figures fell through the void.

Lunar Ghostfire, dressed in a long gown, one of the overlords of the Primordial

Alongside her were several divine beasts once from the primordial realm, now drifted into the divine realm.

“The Myriad Domains Altar is about to open, are you ready?” Lunar Ghostfire asked Han Muye, speaking in a low voice.

Han Muye’s fame was now immense within the divine realm, with nearly every force wishing to meet him.

Even on the wasteland, his legends abound.

With the power of one man, he changed the landscape of the galaxy universe.

With the power of one man, he drove the galaxy universe’s cultivation to its zenith.

With the power of one man, he began a frenzy across the entire divine realm.

“I’m ready,” Han Muye said softly.

Ready to return to the primordial.

This time, he really was ready.

Lunar Ghostfire nodded, moved, and led everyone towards the center of the Wasteland.

At this moment, a myriad of elites from all directions had already gathered above the Wasteland.