Maximum Comprehension: Taking Care of Swords In A Sword Pavilion

Chapter 2210: 966, has this great commander gone mad killing?
 

“Boom—”

“Boom—”

The drum sounds that shook heaven and earth resounded.

Between heaven and earth, within a vast expanse of a million miles, the winds and clouds stirred intensely.

A golden flag with the character “Tang” prominently in the middle appeared above the sky.

“General Jincheng Wu Jintu, leading three hundred thousand generals under his command, come to serve Great Marshal—”

In midair, a voice emerged.

Three hundred thousand troops, their blood essence soaring high, surged with Cloudlight.

Leading the troops was a general clad in heavy armor, his body dense with blood essence and at the realm of Life and Death.

“Cloud Mephit General Chen Shaodong, commanding eight hundred thousand in armor, awaits the Great Marshal’s orders!”

Elsewhere, a military formation that blocked the sun and sky advanced closer to the Tang Character Flag.

An aura transcending life and death, already at the Heavenly Secret Realm, hastened forward.

Above the surrounding sky, figures converged toward the front, all gathering under the Tang Character Flag.

“General Liyang Sun Qi comes to pledge allegiance to the Great Marshal, hoping the Great Marshal will forgive past grievances and give me a chance,”

hollered Sun Qi, who was pursued by General Zhengyang Huang Chengming.

Above the sky, under the “Tang” flag, Tang Kai’s voice sounded: “Sun Qi, I am aware of your situation. Redeem yourself through meritorious service; I give you a chance.”

With a loud laugh, Sun Qi sprinted forward.

“Huang Chengming, won’t you join?” Sun Qi paused briefly, turning his head towards where Huang Chengming was.

Then, without waiting for Huang Chengming’s response, he already dashed away.

Looking towards the sky, Yu Rongkai and the garrison military tribune did not hesitate; they dashed directly toward the “Tang” Character Flag.

Having already offended Han Muye, when better to leave than now?

Han Muye’s gaze shifted forward, ignoring those who were leaving.

“I, the Heaven Suppressing Guard centurion Yang Yunfeng, wish to serve under Marshal Han Muye; please, Marshal, display the flag,”

a voice boomed from not far away.

Behind him, several members of the Heaven Suppressing Guard also shouted, bowing to Han Muye.

“The disciples follow the Marshal.” Xu Fengran and others bowed to Han Muye.

“Hehe, Marshal, display your flag,” Huang Mingcheng chuckled lightly, then looked at Han Muye.

Han Muye waved his hand, and a three-foot-long sword soared into the sky.

No sooner had the sword light appeared than it transformed into a colossal shadow of a giant sword, towering ten thousand feet.

Ten thousand feet, the Dominion Realm!

This was the Sword Dao True Body of Han Muye, whose combat strength also matched that of the Dominion Realm.

Not just matching the Dominion Realm, this sword body, with a Void Shattering Pearl in hand, comprehending the methods to shatter illusions, even rivaled the powers of Shatter Illusions.

The sword stood between heaven and earth, its surging cloudlight clashing with the opposing Tang Character Flag, unyielding in the slightest.

Beyond the sword, an invisible illusory light directly mitigated the opposing forces’ impacts.

“Equal to the Dominion!” Huang Chengming’s face showed surprise.

“Haha, I knew a talent capable of amassing millions of military exploits in one battle couldn’t be an ordinary person!” Luo Zhen, following behind Huang Chengming, also exclaimed joyfully.

Within the main camp, several figures with their respective military formations moved closer toward the towering giant sword.

“Deputy General Qiao Cheng, leading eighty thousand generals, comes to serve under Marshal Han.”

“Captain Yu Liang pays respects to Marshal Han.”

“General Zhengliang Wu Shu meets the Marshal, commanding one hundred eighty thousand in armor to join.”

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Beneath the Tang Flag, at least eight million soldiers had gathered.

Most of these were originally from the garrison troops and the Heaven Suppressing Guard.

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Under Han Muye’s giant sword, there were nearly two million generals, but neither in strength nor resources could they compare with the opposing eight million troops.

Among Han Muye’s forces, the strongest were General Zhengyang Huang Chengming and General Zhengliang Wu Shu.

Huang Chengming was at the Life and Death Realm, and Wu Shu at the Heavenly Secret Realm.

Han Muye’s formidable forces could not compare with those under Tang Kai.

Under Tang Kai were dozens at the Life and Death Realm, and there were also those at the Heavenly Secret and Karma Realms, even two at the Reincarnation realm.

This vast disparity in strength made the generals under Han Muye uneasy.

However, they had joined Han Muye with opportunistic intentions.

Han Muye, able to earn millions of military exploits in one battle, held a legendary record, surely signifying a background with potential.

Serving under Tang Kai, he already held the position of Great Marshal.

Serving under Han Muye, if Han Muye successfully seized power, these individuals would certainly be heavily relied upon.

At the very least, with only these few under Han Muye, they could also gain a greater share of military exploits.

“Buzz—”

Above the sky, Cloudlight trembled, seemingly from a powerful impact.

“Marshal, the Great Origin Plane’s forces are gathering, at least two million troops are besieged,” Huang Chengming looked to Han Muye, his face etched with resentment, “If not for Sun Qi’s betrayal, these two million troops wouldn’t have been besieged.”

Han Muye knew about the situation Huang Chengming was referring to.

It was he who had intervened to save Huang Mingcheng and the others.

At that time, the powerhouses of the Giant Origin Clan had said that the powerhouses backing the Giant Origin Clan intended to surround and kill the cultivators from the Pantheon Plane in this Heaven Conquest Battle.

“Bang—”

In the void, a golden lotus appeared.

This Cloud Golden Lotus caused the expressions of numerous cultivators in the camp to change.

“This is a plea for help with the Cloud Golden Lotus, only activated during life-and-death situations,” a general clad in black armor murmured under the Tang Flag.

“The Giant Origin Clan has mobilized tens of millions of troops this time. If it weren’t for General Zhengyang Huang Mingcheng reporting the news, my army of five hundred thousand would have been involved too,” said a burly man in black battle armor with a complex expression, clenching his fists.

Under the great flag, gaze after gaze turned towards the Great Marshal Tang Kai above.

“Hmph, the Great Origin Plane thinks they can encircle and relieve,” Tang Kai’s eyes glittered with sharp light, his expression cold, “how could I possibly be manipulated by them?”

“For a soldier, daring to fight and kill is enough.”

“Commanding an army, one must be able to surprise and seize resources.”

“As a marshal, what is needed is to make choices, to earn the greatest benefits with the smallest sacrifices.”

Tang Kai’s voice resonated through the void, “Don’t say I’m heartless, I just don’t want you to die in vain.”

With the control of eight million troops in his hands, it was impossible for Tang Kai to stage a rescue.

Hearing his words, some generals had complex expressions, while others let out a deep sigh of relief.

The Giant Origin Clan had already set a trap waiting for the Pantheon Plane’s reinforcements to walk into. Even if Tang Kai led his army to rescue, not to mention whether they could successfully extract them, the losses they would incur were unthinkable.

“The marshal is wise.”

“What the marshal said is right.”

“Following the marshal, there’s both meat and drink.”

A chorus of shouts rose.

Tang Kai looked around satisfied and then raised his hand to wave.

In front of the golden Tang Flag, the teleportation array opened.

“Depart, this time we gather the army and sweep across, avoiding the Giant Origin Clan’s main force, we can sweep millions of miles of heaven and earth,” he said, then stepped into the column of light without hesitation.

The other generals hurried to follow.

Eight million troops moved out, leaving only a fraction behind to guard the camp.

“Marshal, what shall we do?” Wu Shu bowed to Han Muye.

The others also looked towards Han Muye.

Han Muye’s gaze turned towards the sky.

There, the qi and blood drawn by the Giant Origin Clan’s encirclement of the Pantheon Plane’s army had turned into colorful clouds.

“Gather the troops.”

Han Muye called out.

Behind him, intense qi and blood power transformed into a golden black tiger.

“Hum—”

The three-foot-long sword vibrated, and a hundred-thousand-foot-long sword body slashed downward.

Above the sky, a black crack led straight to the Great Origin Plane.

“I am going to rescue, those willing to follow may join,” Han Muye’s voice thundered across heaven and earth, guiding the three-foot-long sword into the Great Origin Plane.

Behind him, Xu Fengran and others followed without hesitation.

“Is this a death sentence…,” Wu Shu muttered through clenched teeth, looking at the black crack ahead.

“Heh, what harm is there in dying once?” Huang Mingcheng laughed loudly, stepping forward.

“Haha, knowing it’s certain death yet unregretful, I will follow this marshal!” A shout rang out, and Yang Yunfeng hurriedly dashed into the crack.

One by one, the generals stepped out of the Pantheon Plane.

In moments, seven-tenths of the two million-strong army had left with Han Muye.

The rest hesitated, waiting in place.

“I hope, they can come back alive…”

A giant clad in Battle General Armor shook his head and murmured.

The others remaining behind also had complex expressions on their faces.

They were willing to follow Han Muye, but they were not willing to accompany him to certain death.

Two million troops attacking the Great Origin Plane’s encircling army of tens of millions, it was a death sentence.

“Look quickly, what is happening!”

Suddenly, someone shouted, pointing at the column above the sky that was binding the military exploits seal.

On the column, the military exploits numbers for Han Muye’s side began to change rapidly.

Thirteen million.

Fifteen million.

Twenty million.

“How is this possible…”

“Has the marshal gone mad with killing…”