Chapter 2183: 939, What of the Yinyang Realm? With sword in hand, march forward; Yin and Yang are ready for battle!
 

Why did Han Muye fight the mutated beasts alone?

Was it not to condense his own Qiankun world?

This place is an illusory space, but its fundamental source is real.

The very foundation of this Land of Illusion is the barrier that seals heaven and earth.

The barrier of Yuming Abyss, with the remnants of soul power within, supports this illusion.

What Han Muye is doing now is using the Primordial Pearl infused with the power of heaven and earth from outside the barrier to condense his own Qiankun heaven and earth.

“Buzz—”

A blue spherical bead vibrates and rotates, drawing in the scattered Great Pantheon Stone, Golden Bone, and various rocks from ahead.

The bead quietly expands, its absorbing power rapidly increasing.

On Han Muye, a heavy aura churns.

“He’s condensing the Qiankun heaven and earth!”

“He dares to condense heaven and earth at this time!”

The two Inspectors both exclaim in a low voice.

Origin, Qiankun, Yin Yang, life and death, Heaven’s Secret, karma, cycle of reincarnation, dominion.

The realms after the Dao Realm, each step of improvement and breakthrough relates to self-condensing the Dao heaven and earth.

Without sufficient Origin Force, without enough accumulation and talent, it is absolutely impossible to ascend to a higher realm; such is the law of heaven and earth.

“Boom—”

Outside the barrier, a roaring sound arises.

The illusory spherical bead in front of Han Muye has grown to the size of a head.

This bead, inducing the origin power of heaven and earth, gathers power from a radius of several miles.

At this moment, hundreds of mutated beasts in the valley all turn their heads, their eyes filled with killing intent.

This is the conveyance of the will of heaven and earth.

The will of heaven and earth, upon which these mutated beasts survive, descends, using them to strike down Han Muye, who dares to steal the origin power of heaven and earth.

In the eyes of everyone behind, this moment is the most dangerous for Han Muye.

His Qiankun world has not yet formed, unable to utilize its power, relying solely on his combat strength to protect this Qiankun world devoid of any defenses.

Once this still-forming Qiankun world is shattered, Han Muye’s cultivation realm will plummet, and his Origin Force will dissipate as well.

With the Origin Force dissipating, not to mention when it can be condensed again, the damage to his physical body alone would be difficult to recover in over a thousand years.

“This guy is really crazy…”

Wang Zhenhai murmurs as he looks up at Han Muye ahead.

Liao Fan also lifts his head and then lowers it again, continuing to lead the disciples behind him to withstand the impact of the mutated beasts.

Han Muye holds his three-foot-long sword, his eyes sparkling as he takes a step forward.

“Boom—”

This step induces a tumult of the power of heaven and earth.

His blood essence and his Sword Dao merge, and the long sword radiates a heart-throbbing brilliant light.

With one sweep of the sword edge, light and shadow flicker.

“Slash—”

The bodies of two mutated beasts are directly cleaved by this sword.

The thirty-foot-tall bodies of the beasts shatter, and pieces of Great Pantheon Stone are sucked into the Qiankun world.

“Roar—”

More mutated beasts race forward, charging toward the newly formed Qiankun world.

These beasts, possessing high intelligence, know well that the Qiankun world is Han Muye’s weak point at this time.

Han Muye stands with his sword, each strike causing the surrounding heaven and earth to shatter.

Sword light whirls, sword shadows flash out miles away.

Not one mutated beast can reach the Qiankun world.

“Boom—”

In the valley, a roaring sound spreads.

A ten-foot-tall beast with a single horn and flaming body charges forth, its flames enveloping the surrounding heaven and earth with its origin power.

“Buzz—”

The flames’ origin power strikes, and the heaven and earth in front of Han Muye becomes even more illusory.

This is a mutated beast that has condensed its own Qiankun realm, filled entirely with the origin power of flames, pressing down directly on Han Muye.

If Han Muye’s Qiankun world had already formed, he could directly clash with it, or even devour it.

But now, his Qiankun world has not yet formed. If he dares to clash, the result would be direct destruction.

Standing with his sword, Han Muye’s blood essence transforms into a crimson shadow trembling.

“This guy is actually challenging the Qiankun Realm with his physical strength,” the Inspector in a gray robe says in surprise, whispering softly.

This is challenging a realm far superior to his own.

In such a battle, within the Great Pantheon Plane, only the elites of major sects or the Immortal Dynasty could possess such capability.

A mere intermediate Sword Sect disciple dared to cross realms and fight with such boldness.

“Isn’t the Great Pantheon Plane even more splendid because of countless such individuals?” Another inspector showed a hint of a smile, eyes sparkling with spiritual light.

The demeanor and valor displayed by Han Muye were no less than any elite they had seen in the Immortal Dynasty.

“Kill—”

Han Muye’s voice echoed.

With a ten-foot stature, he swung his three-foot-long sword horizontally.

No fancy sword moves, just a hard, direct strike.

The brilliant sword light collided with the mutated beast of the Qiankun Realm, and inch by inch, the space shattered.

“To cleave heaven and earth!”

“This sword is so powerful!”

“Using one’s own blood qi and gathering the Origin Power of heaven and earth, this is our Yuming Sword Sect’s Sword Dao inheritance!”

Numerous whispers arose.

Before everyone’s eyes, Han Muye’s sword had split the body of the Qiankun Realm mutated beast and directly shattered its condensed Qiankun World.

The space, breaking inch by inch, appeared like fireworks bursting before Han Muye.

Various spiritual lights were attracted by Han Muye’s Qiankun World and collected within it.

“Crack—”

The space in front shattered inch by inch, turning into fragments like a broken mirror.

This was the breaking of the Qiankun World, triggering the Origin Power of heaven and earth to shatter.

Flames surged from the countless fissures.

Han Muye stepped forward, disappearing along with the azure bead behind him.

He appeared in a Qiankun Space dense with flames.

A ten-thousand-foot-tall horned beast roared up at the sky, furiously fixating its gaze on Han Muye.

This was the divine soul of the beast, whose body he had just shattered.

In the Qiankun Realm, the Qiankun is indestructible, and the soul is immortal.

As long as the Qiankun Heaven and Earth remained, the soul could reassemble its physical body.

In some sense, once one achieved the Qiankun Realm, it was extremely difficult for outsiders to kill them.

Unless there was a force powerful enough to break open the Heaven and Earth of Qiankun.

Such power could only be controlled by a strong practitioner from the higher Yin-Yang Realm.

The beast could never have imagined that Han Muye, who had yet to condense his Qiankun World, could shatter his Qiankun Space with a single strike.

This clearly was the Power of Yin and Yang!

“Hum—”

A flash of sword light in Han Muye’s hand had already shattered the beast’s image.

The azure bead following him spun, capturing all the flames in this space.

The entire Qiankun Space, all its essence and Origin, was plundered in a moment.

Han Muye’s Qiankun Bead also expanded to cover a hundred zhang.

He raised his hand, and the now-stabilized Qiankun Space settled in his palm, then he vanished from the spot.

When he reappeared, all the shattered space before him had vanished.

All of it devoured.

From the moment he stepped into the mutated beast’s Qiankun Space until he stepped out, it totalled to merely one ten-millionth of a moment.

In the eyes of outsiders, his figure barely moved, but he had already destroyed all the fragments of Qiankun.

“Hum—”

In front of Han Muye, an azure bead hovered.

Thumb-sized.

Another Qiankun Bead.

He possessed three hundred and sixty such beads.

“Boom—”

The valley trembled, transforming into a vast plain.

In front, a giant ape squatting on the ground slowly stood up.

A hundred zhang tall, with a body of blue-black and eyes one black and one white.

“Yin-Yang Realm!”

Wang Zhenhai clenched his sword.

On the other side, Liao Fan looked up, his eyes filled with intense flames of battle intent.

He saw Han Muye holding his sword and laughing boldly as he took a step forward.

What of the Yin-Yang Realm? With a sword in hand, march forward, Yin and Yang are battleable!