Chapter 2036: 843, Dragon Crocodile, long time no see_2
 

The war puppet transformed into a hundred feet tall figure, holding a long spear, its shadow solidifying as it charged towards the third-grade heavenly demon beast ahead.

…

Among countless chaotic meteors, Han Muye moved swiftly forward.

Behind him, there were only Huang Six, the God-Slaying Puppet Fighters, and Old Master Qin Suyang.

The others, with inferior cultivation and combat strength, couldn’t keep up with Han Muye.

They had gone with Huang Zhihu to hunt second-grade heavenly demon beasts.

As for Han Muye and his group, they weren’t after second-grade heavenly demon beasts.

“Boom—”

Ahead in the void, layers of Flowing Light vibrated.

Warriors fought within the void; surrounded second-grade heavenly demon beasts roared but could only be pierced through their defenses, their bodies transforming into Heavenly Beads.

“This must be the Wanling Palace of the Galaxy Universe, right?”

“Their combat strength is indeed extraordinary.”

Old Master Qin Suyang’s gaze revealed a trace of solemnity as he spoke softly.

There were at least tens of thousands of battle puppets and armors ahead, many of which possessed Primordial-level combat strength.

Only the powerhouses of the Galaxy Universe could produce so many battle puppets and armors.

Had Nine Mysteries City not suppressed all other forces, Wanling Palace would surely be the undisputed number one of the Ten Thousand Domains.

Huang Six’s eyes rested on the scene ahead, his expression less arrogant than before.

He had heard Han Muye speak of the strength of the Galaxy Universe; witnessing those puppets’ assault confirmed their formidable power.

The Puppet Masters and Armor Masters of the Galaxy Universe might have average cultivation abilities and strength on their own, but their inheritance in puppet and armor mastery had evolved into the most elite techniques.

Their ability to control battle puppets and armors was far stronger than that of other cosmos inheritances.

The sword cultivators of Nine Mysteries City would indeed become much stronger with the support of battle puppets and armors, but their skill in controlling them couldn’t compare to the powerhouses of the Galaxy Universe.

Luckily, as sword cultivators, battle puppets and armors were just enhancements.

The true combat strength of Nine Mysteries City ultimately manifested in their own swords.

“Boom—”

Two second-grade heavenly demon beasts had their paths blocked; over a dozen puppets struck simultaneously, their spiritual light and the gust of wind they brought about shining dazzlingly.

Clusters of Meteorite were shattered by the gust, and the scattered minor stars around also turned into dust.

The intensity of the battles in this chaotic region of the starry sky was unparalleled.

There were no rules to restrict them here, allowing the full might of each attack to be unleashed.

“We’ve gained quite a bit this time.” Huang Six watched as the two second-grade heavenly demon beasts were encircled and killed, and the Heavenly Beads scattered around were collected, envy apparent on his face.

Second-grade Heavenly Beads were valuable enough.

Even Huang Six needed second-grade Heavenly Beads to improve his cultivation abilities now.

“A good haul is a good haul, but the dangers are even greater.” Han Muye whispered softly, his gaze turning towards the chaotic void far away.

That place was now emanating a touch of illusion.

“Be careful, I can feel the power of the Reversal Chaotic Space.”

A chaotic voice sounded beside Han Muye.

The Reversal Chaotic Space was a power belonging to the Defiant Dragon.

Was there a formidable Primordial Overlord level divine beast lurking over there?

From his perception, that Supreme First-Class Heavenly Demon Beast was also heading in that direction.

If the Supreme First-Class Heavenly Demon Beast and the Primordial Overlord united, even he wouldn’t dare to confront them head-on.

He was well aware of his limits.

Moreover, whether there was just one Supreme First-Class Heavenly Demon Beast or more, he did not know.

“Woo—”

Ahead, the great army of the Galaxy Universe began to gather.

Having slain so many heavenly demon beasts, their gains were significant; as the military formation tightened, smiles appeared on everyone’s faces.

Just the four second-grade heavenly demon beasts killed today could be exchanged for four Primordial-level battle puppets and armors.

The combat power of the entire Heavenly Spirit Palace would rise another level.

Plus, the multiple third-grade and fourth-grade Heavenly Beads gathered, many could use them for training and to enhance their cultivation.

This was just one hunting session, and future hunts would offer longer periods and more opportunities.

“Something’s not right.” Han Muye observed the gathering armies, a sharp light flashing in his eyes.

In his view, the assembling formations were not moving to their designated positions, becoming increasingly loose instead, and the connections between the military formations also weakened.

It wouldn’t take long for the tens of thousands present to scatter on their own.

Once that happened, the strength of the battle formation would be severely diminished; even a single second-grade heavenly demon beast could then wreak havoc.

Yet none of the Heavenly Spirit Palace cultivators within the formation seemed aware as they continued to gather based on their own judgments.

“Have they become lost in the chaotic region?” Qin Suyang muttered softly, observing the space ahead that seemed shrouded in a layer of illusory mist.

For cultivators below the Immortal Lord, getting lost was indeed easy, but how could the powerhouses of the Galaxy Universe become disoriented?

The cultivators of the Galaxy Universe possessed the most stable strength of the soul, and their methods of controlling puppets and armors were all driven by this spiritual strength.

Moreover, battle puppets and armors had means to resist the erosion of the soul, which could help their masters to discern direction and position.

Among the Contend of Ten Thousand Realms, those most unlikely to lose their way were the cultivators of the Galaxy Universe.

“It’s the Defiant Dragon that has made a move,” Han Muye whispered, raising his hand to point.

A light screen appeared in front of them.

Within the light screen revealed the space ahead, layered with intertwining faint cloud patterns.

That was the subtle changes of Rule Bending Powers.

“So that’s how it is.” Qin Suyang nodded and turned to look at Han Muye, “Does Minister Han intend to take action?”

Han Muye nodded and raised his hand to break the light screen in front of him.

“I do not know what the Defiant Dragon has arranged, but such a treacherous divine beast will definitely not do anything good.”

His figure moved, flying toward the space that had previously shown faint traces of an illusory realm.

“I’ll leave this place to you.”

Upon hearing his words, Huang Six exclaimed in a low voice, “Be careful.”

Then he leaped into the air.

On the other side, Qin Suyang had already soared into action.

“Boom—”

A three-foot-long sword emerged from Qin Suyang’s hand, its edge suddenly extending myriad feet.

An image of a Demon God appeared outside Huang Six, with divine light and demonic qi crisscrossing all over him.

“Bang—”

Huang Six shattered one illusory realm after another beneath his feet.

Qin Suyang’s long sword also slashed open the illusions in front of him.

In that instant, several assembled teams abruptly stopped.

“Something’s wrong!”

“This direction is mistaken!”

One after another, the strength of battle puppets activated, casting projections of enormous shadows thousands of feet high.

Those golden lights shimmered, once again linking up the array.

“Boom—”

In the void, a powerful surge of golden light struck, regrouping the battle formation.

Qin Suyang and Huang Six broke through the illusion but did not rush forward any further.

“Thank you both for your assistance.” Atop a golden armored battle puppet, a middle-aged man in a black robe saluted Huang Six and Qin Suyang.

“Form up, ready for defense—”

A loud shout came from afar.

All the battle formations merged into a gigantic square formation, with Gongsun Ming, dressed in a Qing-grey black armor, holding a golden battle spear, looking toward Huang Six and Qin Suyang.

“So it turns out to be Heaven Trampling Immortal Venerable and Immortal Venerable Suyang from Nine Mysteries City,” Gongsun Ming gave a salute, “Gongsun Ming is grateful.”

Huang Six and Qin Suyang, whether in terms of cultivation abilities or status, were extraordinarily remarkable, naturally remembered by the major forces.

“Gongsun Ming?” Huang Six cracked a smile, “I’ve heard you’re one of the elites of the Gongsun families from the Galaxy Universe, but you don’t seem to be much better than my girl huh.”

His voice wasn’t quiet, causing the elites within the formation to show displeased expressions.

However, since the other party had just come to their rescue, it wasn’t a good time to take action against them.

“Heh, I’ve heard of the name Huang Zhihu. When there’s a chance, I shall visit Nine Mysteries City,” Gongsun Ming’s expression remained unchanged as he looked toward Huang Six and Qin Suyang, “Now that you two are here, I wonder if Master Han has come?”

Upon hearing his words, Huang Six and Qin Suyang both looked up, their gaze directed toward the distant Land of Illusion.

The cultivators of the Galaxy Universe followed suit and looked up.

Not far away, streaks of illusory light flickered.

A single glance was enough to cause a vibration of his soul.

“What is this—”

Gongsun Ming shuddered, his expression changing.

“Boom—”

Within the illusion, the sound of a sword chant echoed throughout.

A gleam of golden light shone brightly.

“Let’s go, this kind of strife is not something you can be a part of,” Qin Suyang’s eyes narrowed, and then he turned to Gongsun Ming, “There might be many dangers in the Boundless Chaotic Domain, Wanling Palace should take up the responsibility.”

“If you can help rescue cultivators from all sides, that would also be a meritorious deed.”

Upon hearing this, Gongsun Ming nodded, his expression solemn as he saluted, “The junior understands.”

In just a short while, the army of Wanling Palace had quietly departed.

By this time, Han Muye had already collided with a ten thousand-zhang-tall golden bone dragon.

“Dragon Crocodile, haha, it really has been a long time.”

From within the bone dragon, a raspy laughter could be heard.