Chapter 2030: 840. Battle with Supreme First-Class Heavenly Demon Beast, auction Heavenly Beads_2
 

His eyes narrowed, and after pondering for a moment, he did not pursue the Heavenly Demon Beast any further.

He had already left a mark on the body of this Supreme First-Class Heavenly Demon Beast.

A Supreme First-Class Heavenly Demon Beast has always been an existence that could destroy the space of the Ten Thousand Domains. Many times, after the reformation of the Ten Thousand Domains and the end of the contention, it was either the First-Rank Heavenly Demon Beasts or the Supreme First-Class ones that took action.

Han Muye was curious as to where these powerful Heavenly Demon Beasts ultimately went.

This time, by leaving a mark on the Supreme First-Class Heavenly Demon Beast, he aimed to use this beast to find the places where the previous Heavenly Demon Beasts had gone.

As the Supreme First-Class Heavenly Demon Beast retreated, the cracks in the void slowly dissipated.

The surrounding broken heavens and void began to restore itself.

This is the formidable aspect of Origin and Rule Bending Powers, no matter how strong the force that causes destruction, it will eventually be restored.

Perhaps this is why the Endless World, despite being destroyed countless times, can still be brought together again.

The collapsing heaven and earth below were reconvening, becoming even more solid than before.

At this time, the Lingxiao Domain began to continuously devour other Continent Domains.

The scattered Origin Forces condensed into Heavenly Demon Beasts of third and fourth grade.

Above Nine Mysteries City, the sword cultivators, under the command of Huang Zhihu, had spread out into a defense circle with a radius of thirty million miles.

Sword cultivators formed battle arrays, ten to a hundred as one array, and then stationed themselves in each direction.

The various cultivators who had been scattered, if they fled into this defense circle, would be sheltered.

If the Heavenly Demon Beasts wanted to attack this defense circle, they would be killed with full force.

Thirty million miles, this was the defensive limit of the entire Nine Mystic Sword Sect and Lingxiao Sword Sect.

They were fully expanding their influence to gather enough Origin, to condense Heavenly Beads.

“Boom—”

An array of ten sword cultivators blocked the assault of a fourth-grade Heavenly Demon Beast, but these disciples looked pale, with their immortal qi dissipating from their bodies.

With their cultivation just at half-step Immortal Monarch, they truly couldn’t withstand the fourth-grade Heavenly Demon Beast in front of them that already had the combat strength of an Immortal Venerable realm.

A few scattered cultivators in the rear wanted to help, but their Cultivation Strength was even less impressive.

Without the assistance of a sword array, even if they took action, it would be nothing but courting death.

“Fellow daoists of the Nine Mystic Sword Sect, you should retreat quickly, you are fast enough to save your lives,” a large man holding a black long spear gritted his teeth and shouted.

In front of them, the Heavenly Demon Beast spread its wings, and a gust of wind blasted forth, shaking the heaven and earth within a ten-mile radius. Black cracks appeared in the void, tearing apart any flesh that touched them.

Additionally, wind blades circulated, filling the space within thirty feet, turning it into a series of green-gray whirlwinds.

Whoever fell into these whirlwinds would be shredded into pieces.

“Clang—”

“Clang—”

The ten sword cultivators tried their utmost to hold their ground but were still pushed back by the whirlwinds.

Streaks of blood oozed from their bodies.

Those were wounds inflicted by the rampaging wind blades.

“Retreat quickly—” the few cultivators behind clenched their fists and shouted.

They knew that as soon as these sword cultivators stepped back, they would be doomed.

But at this moment, seeing others risking their lives for them, while they hid in the back, the feeling was even more unbearable.

“Boom—”

The Heavenly Demon Beast folded its wings and dashed towards the already loosening and crumbling sword array.

Its sharp claws reached out.

A single tear from it would surely rip the sword array apart and tear the ten sword cultivators to shreds.

In front of a fourth-grade Heavenly Demon Beast, blood courage alone was not enough to withstand the assault.

In the distance, the flustered cultivators, some began to retreat, others flew forward to join the fray.

In front of the Heavenly Demon Beast, those ten sword cultivators exchanged glances and raised their hands together.

“Boom—”

A ten-zhang-tall black battle puppet appeared.

The battle puppet stood in front of the Heavenly Demon Beast, colliding with its outstretched claws.

The battle puppet was directly sent flying, bearing a claw mark ripping through half its body.

The moment the battle puppet flew back, another battle puppet appeared behind the Heavenly Demon Beast and slammed a punch down.

The punch hit the Heavenly Demon Beast’s rear, causing the beast’s body to shudder.

In the next instant, two battle puppets took action, firmly grabbing the Heavenly Demon Beast’s wings.

“Kill—”

Six sword cultivators in black armor, their forms morphing into ten-zhang-tall shadows, wielding their three-foot-long swords, gave a long howl as they struck out with their swords.

With the armor, their combat strength multiplied several times.

The three-foot-long swords converged, sword light glittered, and with a single stroke, the head of the Heavenly Demonic Beast in front was severed.

This scene caused everyone watching from afar to freeze in shock.

From beginning to end, the combat strength of these sword cultivators had been enough to withstand a Fourth-Rank Heavenly Demon Beast.

It was only to lure the Heavenly Demonic Beast into the assault, to fall into the trap, that they had deliberately enticed it, even at the cost of sustaining injuries.

“Damn it, they really are a bunch of tough ones…” someone whispered, a faint smile appearing on their face.

“Nine Mysteries Sword Sect, impressive indeed.” Looking at those black battle puppets, someone’s eyes shone brightly.

The fourth-rank Heavenly Demonic Beast had already transformed into a Heavenly Bead, and then it was collected.

The ten sword cultivators retracted their battle puppets and armor, their bodies covered in bloodstains, looking extremely wretched.

From a distance, a Heavenly Demonic Beast charged towards them, seeing their state, it opened its mouth and let out a ferocious roar.

Behind them, the cultivators let out a low sigh.

…

When Han Muye returned to Nine Mysteries City, the city was deserted except for a few sword cultivators on the city walls; there was almost no one else.

“Void Sword Immortal!”

Seeing Han Muye, the disciples stationed on the city walls called out excitedly.

Han Muye nodded, his figure flew down, and he entered straight into the great hall.

Huang Zhihu and the others had already scattered to various places to station themselves, even Chen Shaodong and the others were fighting in various places within thirty million li.

In the great hall, except for Xu Zhi in a green robe, there was no one else.

“Eh, why isn’t Mr. Xu going to hunt Heavenly Demon Beasts?” Han Muye looked at Xu Zhi, curiously asking.

With Xu Zhi’s cultivation and combat strength, leading a team to hunt Heavenly Demon Beasts would surely reap substantial rewards.

Hearing Han Muye’s words, Xu Zhi chuckled lightly, “Those are but extraneous things.”

A smile also appeared on Han Muye’s face.

Ever since he first met Xu Zhi, Han Muye had felt that he acted freely, unconstrained by trivial matters.

Over the years, Xu Zhi, as one of Han Muye’s most trusted people in the rear, had always been indifferent to his own gains and losses.

According to him, resources and such were all external possessions.

He, Xu Zhi, had the backing of the Nine Mysteries Sword Sect and held the Immortal Burial City; he had no need to worry about resources.

“Here are second-grade Heavenly Beads.” Han Muye raised his hand, tossing more than ten second-grade Heavenly Beads towards Xu Zhi.

Xu Zhi was unceremonious, reaching out to accept them.

“The most precious thing in the Contend of Ten Thousand Realms arena are these Heavenly Beads.”

“Heavenly Beads of third-grade and above are already extremely valuable, capable of exchanging for precious treasures in any universe.”

As Han Muye walked towards the Trading Hall, he spoke softly.

“I know, you want to take the opportunity of this Contend of Ten Thousand Realms to acquire wealth and resources from various universes.” Xu Zhi nodded and then frowned slightly, “But you know, Heavenly Beads are consumables.”

Heavenly Beads are consumables, and no matter how valuable, they have their limits.

Especially when trying to exchange for truly precious treasures, Heavenly Beads might not always do the trick.

No one would want to trade their top-level treasures for Heavenly Beads.

“I know.” Han Muye nodded, a profound look in his eyes.

The principle of interchange in the world, personal trade naturally focuses on improving cultivation, but when a major power trades, it needs to consider combat strength, the enhancement of top-tier powers.

Without absolute combat strength, any power is illusory.

“Right now, I’m just testing the waters, to see what level of treasure second-grade Heavenly Beads can exchange for.”

“In previous Contends of Ten Thousand Realms, there weren’t too many second-grade Heavenly Beads to go around.”

In past Contends of Ten Thousand Realms, second-grade Heavenly Demon Beasts would only appear after the complete merger of the various Continent Domains.

These second-grade Heavenly Demon Beasts were powerful, capable of counter-hunting many cultivators, and then advancing their own strength to first-grade.

Most second-grade and first-grade Heavenly Demon Beasts survived until the collapse of the Arena of Strife without being hunted down.

The forces capable of hunting second-grade and first-grade Heavenly Demon Beasts were still too few.

“I want to try something big this time.”

As they reached the Trading Hall, Han Muye spoke softly.

Xu Zhi stood behind him, slightly startled.

“Hum—”

A golden light curtain rose.

The thirty second-grade Heavenly Beads in Han Muye’s hand flew into the light curtain.

“Qu Zhengjia, help me directly start the auction bidding at the Temple of Ten Thousand Gods.”

“Second-grade Heavenly Beads, to the highest bidder.”