Chapter 2053: 852, With a stable Origin, what is there to fear from a Quantum Tribtion?


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    People from the Azure Sky ne.


    Han Muye’s gaze fell upon the figure that had emerged from the Heaven-Opening Sword Gate.


    Primordial Perfection.


    It was not the perfect mastery of the Great Dao that cultivators of this universe desperately sought all their lives, but rather they were born with Origin already perfected.


    This is the advantage of the Upper ne.


    What is ordinary to some people, is the ultimate goal others strive for their entire lives.


    Cultivators of this ne spend their entire lives pursuing, stepping onto theplete levels, only to achieve perfect mastery of the Great Dao.


    “Heh, perfect mastery of the Great Dao…” The Defiant Dragon’s gaze also fell on the figure, a touch of loss evident on its face.


    “Since the ancient prehistoric era, through ascension to the Overlord level, I underwent three thousand one hundred and twenty metamorphoses, and in between, countless instances of devouring and battle.”


    “It took me fifty million years to cultivate my origin power to theplete level.”<div>


    The Defiant Dragon was an Overlord from the Primordial Era, who had endured endless hardships to attain its present cultivation andbat strength.


    But in the entire ne, the Myriad Universes, how many are at the Overlord level?


    “Don’t envy me for being born with Primordial Perfection in the Azure Sky ne. The Azure Sky ne was once just like your Deficient nes, our predecessors paved the way and fought generation after generation to achieve what we have today.”


    The young man outside the Heaven-Opening Sword Gate seemed to hear the Defiant Dragon’s whisper and spoke with a hint of a smile, “Why should your single effort in cultivation equate to the arduous journey my Azure Sky ne’s ancestors embarked upon?”


    After speaking, the young man shook his head and reached out to collect the falling Heavenly Beads.


    One after another, the powerful beings of this ne were in by the Heaven Gate Guardian, turning into Heavenly Beads.


    These Heavenly Beads were mostly beyond first rate, and even in the Azure Sky ne, they were top tier treasures.


    However, this Heaven-Opening Sword Gate was not always open, nor were such bountiful harvestsmon.


    The young man’s face gleamed with even more delight as he reached out toward the hundred Beyond First Rank Heavenly Beads that were being drawn in.


    Although his duty as the caretaker of the Heaven-Opening Sword Gate for the past millennia had been dull, who could have expected such an opportunity to arise?


    Harvesting such fortune is an urrence that might happen only once in countless years.


    At this moment, within the column of light emanating from the Path to the Heavens, those powerful beings who had stepped into it could only be surrounded and hunted by bolts of lightning.


    What difference did it make if they were once the top powerhouses of a universe?


    What did it matter if they were beyond first-rate Heavenly Demonic Beasts?


    The kings of the Canaan Tribe were barely more durable than a sheet of thin paper.


    The sword light in the hands of the Heaven Gate Guardian glistened, spreading lightning with every swing, each sh capable of shattering several bodies.


    Inside the column of light, those beings who had been full of pride now seemed like bereaved and fleeing hounds.


    “Heh, what sort of opportunity woulde without a price to pay? When has anything in the world been achieved without effort?” The Defiant Dragon rxed on a stone pir, its face showing a hint of contemtion.


    All the figures on those stone pirs were silent.<div>


    They had seen too many scenes like today’s.


    Hadn’t they also been among these people at one time?


    As the Heavenly Beads scattered, a broad smile spread across the face of the young man in front of the Heaven-Opening Sword Gate.


    “Buzz—”<div>


    Just at that moment, the clustered Heavenly Beads suddenly trembled and then scattered in all directions.


    Below, Han Muye’s palm was pressed against the altar, and his body shimmered with golden light.n/?/vel/b//jn dot c//om


    Divine light shone brilliantly, invoking the divine patterns on the altar to stir and weave into a vortex of interlocking forces.


    “Controlling the altar…”


    “Impossible, no one has been able to control the Azure Heaven Altar since it was built!”


    “This, can anyone tell me how the Azure Heaven Altar can be controlled?”


    From each of the stone pirs, numerous shouts of surprise were heard.


    Han Muye, his whole body channeling all his strength, arduously gathered beams of golden divine light and then transformed them into a series of light portals.


    These portals mmed against the sky-reaching column of light.


    “Ten breaths, whether you live or die, it’s up to you now,” he said, his voice hoarse and weak.


    He was buying a mere ten breaths’ time for the cultivators trapped in the column of light.


    Within the column of light, those cultivators who had been in despair were now frantically fleeing for their lives.


    The Path to the Heavens was surprisingly broken open, and countless powerful beings from all directions fled.<div>


    “Courting death.” The young man’s face before the light portal darkened.


    “After this altar was built, a covenant was made with my Azure Sky ne. The Path to the Heavens dictates life and death, and today you are breaking the rules,” he said, staring at Han Muye, his face surging with killing intent.


    “Sky Guard, execute him.”


    With a lowmand, a squadron of a hundred golden-armored generals thundered out from behind him.


    Dazzling sword light drew lightning, crashing toward Han Muye.


    “Form the array.” Huang Zhihu did not hesitate to lead the elites in forming a battle formation, charging toward the golden-armored generals.


    But the leading general simply swung his long saber, and a curtain of blue light blocked all the space ahead.


    This was Primordial Perfection, the power of the Great Dao Rules in this ne manifested.


    An intrinsic suppression.


    There was no reasoning behind it.


    The Sword Pavilion, which could battle with Overlords, could only retreat under this single sh of light.


    “Boom—”


    The battle formation made up of thirty thousand elites was forced back by a single sh, all their faces turning pale.<div>


    Only Huang Zhihu gripped her sword tightly, let out a long cry, and rushed forward.


    Before striking down her adoptive father, they would have to strike her down first.


    “This girl, she’s not bad at all,” said a woman in a green robe with a light smile on her face, perched atop a stone pir.


    Han Muye had one hand on the altar, looking up at the sky.


    Sky Guard.


    The Puppet Fighters of the Gxy Universe were born from these Sky Guards.


    Each Sky Guard possessed perfected Origin Force and controlled Rule Bending Powers.


    Moreover, these Sky Guards were also imbued with lightning power and blessed with the might of an entire ne.


    “Boom—”


    A bolt of lightning struck down right above Han Muye’s head, turning into a column of lightning above him.


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