Chapter 882 - 882 Finally Meeting, Divine Emperor"s Sword

882 Finally Meeting, Divine Emperor’s Sword

There was really such a sword.

The sword of the Divine Emperor of the Ancient Divine Court.

Looking at Han Muye, a strange expression flashed across Sword Venerable Yuan Tian’s face.

Shaking his head, he said in a low voice, “The opportunities in this world are really not determined by humans. I’m afraid you’re not the son of the Heavenly Dao.”

At this point, he was slightly stunned.

The treasury of the Divine Court could be obtained at will. It was a priceless treasure that could be thrown out without even blinking.

There was even news about a supreme treasure like the Divine Emperor’s Sword that could suppress the world.

How could such a person be explained by mere fortuitous opportunities?

Han Muye smiled at the void and disappeared.

Sword Venerable Yuan Tian turned into a sword light.

Han Muye had comprehended a trace of the power of time and s.p.a.ce. When flying in the void, he had no scruples at all. With a flash, he was thousands of miles away.

This speed was something that not even divine senses could track.

Sword Venerable Yuan Tian following behind him was increasingly surprised. He could not imagine that in such a short period of time, Han Muye’s cultivation had become even more refined, and his understanding of sword Dao had deepened significantly.

Is there really such a stunning genius in the world? he wondered.

Of course, he did not know that while the divine beast clone was scheming against all the mighty figures in the Immortal Source World, Han Muye’s main body was in seclusion in the Dao Compet.i.tion to comprehend the Sword Dao of the Immortal Source Sword G.o.d.

At the cost of a huge number of supreme-grade spiritual rocks, Han Muye was comprehending the Sword Dao almost every moment.

Sword Venerable Yuan Tian exerted all his efforts to accelerate, but he could only barely keep up with Han Muye.”

After traveling for three days, Han Muye finally stopped.

In front of him was a dead star.

“Such a place?” Sword Venerable Yuan Tian looked around and frowned.

Once a star was dead, it was impossible for anything with spirituality to remain on it.

“Could it be because of this that the fragment of the Divine Emperor’s sword escaped the detection of all the mighty cultivators?”

Han Muye’s eyes lit up as he looked ahead.

Since yesterday, he had not searched according to the location marked by Dang Wuyou.

He concluded that the range given by Dang Wuyou could not be said to be wrong, but there was definitely a deviation.

The difference in the void was tens of millions of miles.

With that information mark, Han Muye would not be able to find the Divine Emperor’s sword even in ten thousand years.

However, if this marked place overlapped with the location where the divine sword fragment from the Divine General’s memory landed, Han Muye could deduce the exact location.

“Is there a possibility that this divine sword fragment doesn’t have any spirituality?” Han Muye stared at the star in front of him and whispered.

The Divine Emperor’s sword has no spirituality?

Sword Venerable Yuan Tian was stunned for a moment before he nodded and said, “Swords in this world are not all about spirituality. There are also some who rely purely on strength to win.”

Han Muye’s research on swords was also extremely profound. The swords he had seen in the Sword Pavilion could cover the categories of weapon refinement from ancient times to the present.

Some of them were swords that purely relied on their material and did not have any spirituality.

The destructive power of this type of sword was not inferior to that of spiritual swords.

On the contrary, as long as one controlled it well, such a sword could suppress a spiritual sword.

“Let’s see.” Glancing at the surrounding void, Han Muye moved and turned into a shadow that dissipated.

Sword Venerable Yuan Tian also disappeared.

By the time they appeared, they were already on the vast and desolate dead planet.

This star gave Han Muye the feeling that it was closer to the Endless Sea.

Although there was no resentment like the Endless Sea, this dead star still gave people a suffocating feeling.

The power of spiritual qi was almost unable to unleash its power on the stars.

As soon as his feet landed on the muddy ground, Han Muye punched out.

“Bang!”

In front of him, a grayish-black fog was dispersed.

There seemed to be a miserable cry coming from the fog.

“Between life and death, there is great terror.” Sword Venerable Yuan Tian stared at the cloud and said, “That is a Terror Beast.”

Terror Beast, a very strange name.

Han Muye also knew from an ancient book that there was such an alien creature in the world.

This was because the Terror Beast was neither a beast nor a living creature. It was formed from a deathly aura that had no spirituality. It only followed its nature to kill and devour.

The Terror Beast that had been shattered by Han Muye’s punch quickly gathered and turned into another gray ball of air with a radius of 100 feet.

This ball of air emitted a killing intent and enveloped Han Muye and Sword Venerable Yuan Tian.

Han Muye moved and punched again.

The ball of air shattered and then gathered again.

This time, it had already expanded to a radius of nearly 200 feet.

“That’s what the Terror Beast is like. Either you escape or you die.” Sword Venerable Yuan Tian shook his head and raised his sword to shatter the Terror Beast.

However, in the next moment, the surrounding dust gathered and dispersed, turning into a ball of smoke nearly a thousand feet long.

The 1,000-foot-long ball of smoke slowly solidified, revealing the appearance of a monster with five heads, nine legs, and 12 bodies.

The monster had two horns on its head, and its eyes flickered with cold killing intent as it roared.

“Woo-oh—”

At this moment, Han Muye felt that his soul was about to be torn apart.

The power to tear apart the soul!

“The terror of the Terror Beast lies in its suppression of the power of the soul.” Sword Venerable Yuan Tian narrowed his eyes.

It could suppress spirituality and tear apart the soul.

Han Muye stared at the Terror Beast, his eyes shining.

“This power is really similar to a dam.

“The dam…”

Wasn’t the chaotic energy in the dam suppressing the spiritual qi and harming the soul?

The only thing he could use was his physical strength. However, if he was corroded by the dam’s power for too long, the power would change his physical form and turn him into an alien creature.