Maximum Comprehension: Taking Care of Swords In A Sword Pavilion Novel - Chapter 1553
Chapter 1553: I’ll Initiate the Great Desolate Tribulation
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Whether it was the Primordial or the Great Wilderness, the Heavenly Tribulation had never appeared.
But in later generations, as cultivation levels increased in various realms, tribulations always followed.
This was the Heavenly Tribulation.
“So this is how the Heavenly Tribulation comes about…” Han Muye’s eyes sparkled as he flew towards the sky.
He raised his hand, and a golden bolt of lightning descended.
The Cloud Ox’s eyes widened as he watched Han Muye bring down the lightning.
“Haha, I understand, I understand—
Looking up to the sky, the Cloud Ox’s body merged with the golden light and lightning bolts.
This golden light was his heritage, his bloodline power, ultimately condensed into rules.
When the golden light combined with Han Muye’s lightning bolts, countless images appeared in Han Muye’s mind.
These were memories of the Cloud Ox’s cultivation!
These were the manifestations of the Cloud Ox’s bloodline heritage rules!
When the rules merged with the lightning, Han Muye could see everything.
It was not that he took the initiative to look, but he needed to understand the traces of these rules.
Even if he didn’t cultivate these rules, he had to fully comprehend the traces of these rules and then conceal them within the lightning tribulations.
At this moment, he, the Heavenly Dao, and the Cloud Ox were creating tribulations for the Cloud Ox Tribe’s heritage.
“Buzz!”
Several figures descended from the sky.
“Phoenix Fourteen? What’s going on?”
“Ox Head, why do 1 feel that he has the aura of the Heavenly Dao?”
“Is that kid the person chosen by the Vast Heaven and the Enlightened Beast? What is he doing?”
These figures had different appearances, but their auras were incredibly powerful.
Standing there, they directly pushed aside the power of heaven and earth.
This was the appearance of being too strong, no longer bound by the control of the Heavenly Dao.
“l don’t know either.” Phoenix Fourteen shook his head gloomily.
“l know.” Behind Phoenix Fourteen, Feng Qi’s eyes sparkled.
Feng Qi was Golden Fire. He had come from the future, so he had naturally seen the Heavenly Tribulation.
Now, seeing the lightning bolts and the merging of the Cloud Ox’s bloodline in the sky, he naturally understood.
“Patriarch, this is combining the power of the Cloud Ox’s bloodline with the Heavenly Dao. As long as the Heavenly Dao doesn’t perish, the bloodline inheritance will not be cut off.” Feng Qi spoke loudly.
In fact, with the changes in the power of the Heavenly Dao, the drawbacks of this method of inheritance would also be revealed.
For example, when the power of the Heavenly Dao declined to the extreme and tribulations became powerless, or when the tribe’s strength was too weak to withstand the tribulations.
But this was not what Feng Qi and Han Muye were considering.
The decline of the power of heaven and earth and the strength of the tribe were not something anyone could change.
“Combining the bloodline with the Heavenly Dao?” An old man with a long golden horn on his head frowned. “Doesn’t that mean we will be subject to the control of the Heavenly Dao?”
They were all divine beasts, existing above the control of the Heavenly Dao.
Now, letting them accept the control of the Heavenly Dao was not a comfortable thing.
“It’s not impossible.” Beside the old man with the horn, a middle-aged man in colorful clothes shook his head.
“Even without the control of the Heavenly Dao, we have never dared to go far for the sake of clan inheritance. In a way, we are still bound.”
His words made the others nod.
Even without the control of the Heavenly Dao, could you manage your clan?
People came to you every day for cultivation and inheritance inquiries. Could you leave?
“If we want to go to Kunwu, we probably have to leave our inheritance behind.’
“With the current changes in the power of heaven and earth in the Great
Desolate, this method might be the best.” Phoenix Fourteen’s eyes shone as he spoke in a low voice.
Go to Kunwu.
This sentence silenced everyone.
Even if they left, even if they took away the powerful individuals in the tribe, it was impossible to take away all the people.
The remaining people would witness the interruption of bloodline inheritance.
To awaken the bloodline, it wasn’t enough to rely on the few remaining inheritance treasures.
The previous decline of the Golden Crow tribe was proof of that.
Relying on the Sun Seizing Great Sun, along with other inheritances and the natural awakening of bloodline power, the end result was the continuous decline and extermination of the vast tribe, being slaughtered by the human race.
“Boom—”
A bolt of lightning descended from the sky.
The land that had collapsed from Han Muye’s fist rising, the long-horned cloud cattle flew up one by one.
The cloud oxen collided with the thunderbolt, and their blood and energy kept surging.
In the sky, lightning bolts continuously fell.
For miles, tens of thousands of miles!
The power of heaven and earth for tens of thousands of miles was mobilized!
At this moment, the entire Grand Desolate World seemed to be trembling.
The power of heaven and earth was changing, recovering!
Below, Feng Fourteen and the others stared wide-eyed.
This was something they had never expected.
The power of the Great Desolate had been dormant for countless years, constantly weakening. How could it awaken?
“l understand!”
The old man with the horn showed excitement on his face, and a terrifying golden light flashed in his eyes.
He laughed to the sky, and his blood turned into a towering golden flame.
He was the Horned Heaven Seal Divine Beast.
This was a divine beast that controlled the fire of heaven and earth during the Primordial Era.
“Restoring the Heavenly Dao!
“They are restoring the Heavenly Dao!
“When the Heavenly Dao is insufficient, we supplement it with our own Great dao.
“This way, the power of heaven and earth can be restored.”
Restoring the Heavenly Dao!
Phoenix Fourteen and the others widened their eyes and muttered.
How was this possible?
“Brother Xuanxi, Heavenly Dao, hasn’t the Great Desolate already turned into ruins?” A black-robed young man said in a low voice in disbelief.
Ruins, that was the Ruins Realm.
The Great Desolate had long fallen, leaving only an illusory world.
“Reality and illusion are sometimes just a fine line.” The golden light in the old man’s eyes didn’t dissipate as he stared at the lightning bolts in the sky.
“Everyone says this is the Ruins Realm.
“They say this is the land where tribulations return and fall.
He turned his head and looked at everyone, speaking in a deep voice, “But you also know that this is the place where tribulations restart.”
