Chapter 2205: 961, are you interested in joining my Zhen Tianwei Jia Weiyin?
 

Above the Prime Origin Realm lies the Qiankun Realm!

In the Qiankun Realm, one condenses their own Qiankun World.

Such powerful beings, wherever they are, hold sway over major sects that span a million miles.

The critical question is, how many such powerful beings participated in the battle for the heavens?

Every cultivator from the Qiankun Realm who came to this battle commanded tens of thousands of troops and were highly esteemed. How could they possibly be here and still be provoked by others?

A Qiankun Realm cultivator cannot be provoked!

“Boom——”

A thousand-zhang-long fist shadow transformed into a roaring Black Tiger Demon and slammed down with a claw.

He Chengyang and the cultivators behind him were crushed by the endless gust of wind in that instant, their bones shattered and meridians severed!

“Uncle——”

He Chengyang cried out in grief.

From a distance, a loud shout came, “Who dares to harm my nephew?”

Accompanying the voice was a long spear that flew through the air.

The long spear turned into a hundred-zhang-long Azure Dragon and pierced the body of the Black Tiger Demon,

but the Black Tiger Demon’s claw still came crashing down.

“Bang——”

He Chengyang and the cultivators behind him exploded, their scattered blood essence turning into Pantheon Stones, and strength of the soul dispersed around them.

And so, they perished.

Around them, silence fell.

Everyone looked at Han Muye, not daring to utter a sound.

He Chengyang, Young Master Yang, a major influence, and with the backing of a Central Capital Commander from the Garrison Army.

Such a figure was, astoundingly, slaughtered!

“It’s over, it’s over…”

Not far away, the elder Shao Ming of the Fearless Vajra Sect, shivering all over, muttered to himself as he watched the scene unfold.

He never expected that Young Master Yang, whom he followed from Cloud Heaven Dao Gate, would die here.

Nor did he anticipate that Han Muye of the All-Encompassing Sword Sect would possess such combat strength!

Qiankun Realm!

“Crack.”

The sound of the spear breaking echoed.

The long spear that had penetrated the Black Tiger Demon snapped into three segments and fell apart.

“Die——”

A roar resounded from afar, thunderous like a bolt of lightning sweeping across.

Han Muye stood still, his expression tranquil.

Xu Fengran narrowed his eyes and stepped forward.

“Boom——”

An illusory world of vast mountains and rivers appeared around him, then solidified into a grand landscape.

Qiankun Realm!

Next to him, Xu Zhichu stood tall, his body surging with blood essence that transformed into an ascending heaven and earth.

Qiankun Realm!

Two cultivators from the Qiankun Realm!

Around them, a sound of gasping filled the air.

Even Zhang Cheng and others nearby were wide-eyed.

His own big brother, unexpectedly, controlled such a mighty force!

Dressed in a black robe, Wu Shilang adjusted his clothes and with a light chuckle, also took a step forward.

“Boom——”

A third Qiankun World emerged, the third Qiankun Realm cultivator!

Three Qiankun Worlds overlapped, enticing the transformation and turmoil of heaven and earth.

“That’s, Xu Tianfeng…” Not far away, Wang Yunzhao from the Tongming Sword Dojo, his face pale, muttered disbelievingly as he looked at the Qiankun World behind Xu Fengran.

He never expected Xu Tianfeng to have broken through to the Qiankun Realm.

Such a realm, his strength already surpassing his own.

“I knew it, I knew it…” On the other side, Liao Qingfeng was slightly stunned.

The cultivation of Xu Fengran and his companions were all in the Qiankun Realm, making him feel somewhat lost, who had considered himself a senior before.

Far away, wearing black battle armor, the commander of the Garrison Army, Yu Rongkai, approached with a solemn expression, sorrow evident in his eyes.

A squadron of soldiers followed, but facing three, no, four Qiankun Realm overhauls, they also were powerless.

“How dare you kill my nephew, disrupt my camp’s military order, I, the commander—”

Yu Rongkai pointed at Han Muye, a shadow of a long spear forming in his hand.

Behind him, the squadron of soldiers in black armor also slowly pointed their arms and weapons forward.

Even before four Qiankun Realm cultivators, so what?

They were the garrison army, existing to maintain order in the camp.

Even if they were in the Qiankun Realm, would they truly dare to do anything to them?

Murderous aura.

Grave.

The murderous aura was spreading.

The surrounding onlookers quietly retreated.

Only those from the All-Encompassing Sword Sect and the cultivators from Nine Five Two Eight Camp behind Han Muye followed closely, not retreating a step.

Not far away, Zhang Cheng and others from the Death-defying Camp quickly advanced towards Han Muye.

“Yu Rongkai, is killing your nephew considered disrupting military discipline?” Zhang Cheng bellowed, his blood essence gathering around him.

“The matters of our Death-defying Camp are not yours to manage.”

The Death-defying Camp, where individuals disregard their own lives, were not subject to the military’s disciplinary constraints.

They exchanged their lives for military exploits, without needing to abide by the camp’s rules.

After all, not many from the Death-defying Camp returned alive.

One by one, the soldiers from the Death-defying Camp stepped forward, the mark of the camp manifesting on them.

Yu Rongkai looked distressed but could only grit his teeth.

He was not confident that he could defeat these soldiers from the Death-defying Camp.

Unable to defeat the soldiers of the Death-defying Camp meant he could not directly face the three cultivators in the Qiankun Realm.

If he could not confront the cultivators directly, he could not summon other comrades.

With his own strength, the garrison forces he controlled were no match for the three cultivators in the Qiankun Realm.

“Commander, what should we do?” A large man behind Yu Rongkai, dressed in a decurion’s armor, leaned forward and whispered.

They were all soldiers of Yu Rongkai’s father, so their loyalty was not in question.

But they did not want to truly march to their deaths.

“First—”

As Yu Rongkai raised his hand, his words incomplete, a loud shout came from not far away: “Who dares to cause such a commotion? Are the rules of our central camp in Shenhe Prefecture no longer respected?”

As the voice fell, a column of blood surged to the sky.

A look of surprise appeared on Yu Rongkai’s face: “It’s the Colonel!”

The position of Colonel, commanding thousands but not a high-ranking officer, did hold genuine authority.

Whether with his Later Stage Cultivation in the Qiankun Realm or his ability to directly command the surrounding garrison, the arrival of a Colonel meant that he could control the situation.

“Colonel, this man has committed murder in the camp and has even incited these men from the Death-defying Camp to chaos,” Yu Rongkai stepped forward and whispered.

An elderly man in his fifties, wearing black armor and with his hair tied up, approached with his hands behind his back. His eyes, opening and closing, emitted sharp lights.

The old man looked at Han Muye, his gaze piercing with spiritual light: “Considering the difficulty of your cultivation, you have all entered my garrison camp. Under my command, I can spare your lives.”

As these words were spoken, Yu Rongkai trembled all over.

The other soldiers, as well as the surrounding onlookers, all widened their eyes.

This Colonel had not come to suppress Han Muye and the others but to recruit them!

In the end, all things in this world speak with strength!

All eyes were now on Han Muye.

This was a good opportunity.

Originally, it was established that military formations built by cultivators in the camp would not be recruited.

This Colonel was willing to recruit them, allowing them to join the garrison without fighting.

What an rare opportunity this was!

Countless envious glances were cast towards Han Muye.

“What if I say no?”

Han Muye’s voice rang out.

No?

A Colonel offering recruitment and being refused?

Hearing Han Muye’s words, the Colonel burst into loud laughter. His eyes turned cold: “If you refuse, I will blow the military whistle and summon the garrison to surround and kill you.”

“I give you three breaths—”

“He said no, and that’s it. Let’s see who disagrees,” a voice boomed like a bolt of lightning.

A fleet of armored soldiers descended, their overwhelming murderous aura impacting the origin of heaven and earth.

“Heaven Suppressing Guard!”

“Heaven Suppressing Guard Centurion!”

The Heaven Suppressing Guard, where even the least among them is a powerful being from the Prime Origin Realm.

A Heaven Suppressing Guard Centurion, with the combat strength under his command, could surround and kill ones at the peak of Qiankun!

Amidst cries of astonishment, the Heaven Suppressing Guard Centurion, Yang Yunfeng, clad in black armor, rushed forward, smiling at Han Muye.

“Brother Han, how are your recent exploits?”

“Have you accumulated enough for a hundred battles?”

“Are you interested in joining my Heaven Suppressing Guard?”