Maximum Comprehension: Taking Care of Swords In A Sword Pavilion

Chapter 1979: 818, a perception, directly annihilates

Shepherd Star Tribe.

They were a powerful race that led and created the Galaxy Universe.

When the figure of Xing Yi appeared, the surrounding stars trembled with him.

It was the resonance of power.

Or rather, the resonance of power levels.

As Xing Yi stood up, he looked around, his face revealing a trace of sadness.

“My Shepherd Star Tribe has probably vanished in the river of time by now…”

Even with Xing Yi’s power, he could not sense the breath of his own tribe.

When he originally fell into slumber, he knew that the Shepherd Star Tribe had reached its end.

Turning his head to look at Han Muye standing before him, a flicker of excitement passed over Xing Yi’s face.

All of the Shepherd Star Tribe were in slumber, but they were not extinct, not fallen.

They were all waiting.

Waiting for the day when the master of the entire Shepherd Star Tribe would awaken them.

“Really, really the Shepherd Star Tribe…” Sun Meng, standing beside Luo Tianhe, showed a hint of confusion on his face.

The next moment, his eyes glittered with a sharp light as he lowered his voice, “Senior Brother, if we could subdue this Shepherd Star Tribe—”

Before he could finish, he felt his entire body shake, a massive pressure descending upon him.

His body was crushed into a mist of blood!

Xing Yi slowly turned back, a faint killing intent visible in his eyes.

A single resonance, a direct annihilation.

This was the existence that transcended Universe level!

At this moment, whether it was Luo Tianhe or the others from Furnace Platform Hall, or the powerhouses of the Sun family, all of them were stupefied.

They never expected that this powerful individual of the Shepherd Star Tribe would, without a word—no, there were no words—directly annihilate someone after hearing just one sentence.

Not just kill, but annihilate a direct lineage of the Sun family, an elite of Furnace Platform Hall.

This, this was a fight to the death!

Waves of killing intent coalesced.

One after another, the bodies of Puppet Fighters were revealed.

Xing Yi turned his head to look at Han Muye.

Han Muye smiled and tossed the Shepherd Star Staff in his hand.

Xing Yi reached out to catch the Shepherd Star Staff, the surging power of the stars exploding from him.

“Hum”

All around for billions of miles, all the stars sensed his presence, trembled slightly, and then sprinkled a thread of stardust upon him.

Xing Yi’s towering figure was adorned with a suit of moon-white armor, and the third eye on his forehead opened.

“Boom”

The moment this third eye opened, all the battle puppets in front were shattered.

All the Primordial Chaos Battle Puppets were smashed to pieces, turning into individual parts.

Only a Universe level broad-bladed sword and a Universe level combat weapon remained standing.

But at this moment, whether it was Luo Tianhe or the other elders of Furnace Platform Hall, they were all spitting blood, their strength of the soul fluctuating.

“You, you know nothing of true power,” Xing Yi said indifferently while holding the Shepherd Star Staff.

The strength of one man, or rather, one staff, suppressed all the elites of Furnace Platform Hall and the Sun family, making them unable to raise their heads.

This was the true power of an ancient being that shepherded the stars.

“Escape”

An elder from Furnace Platform Hall roared, his blood essence and soul energy bursting forth, drawing upon the golden Cosmic-Level Armor in the void, grasping the long sabers that sent out gusts of wind to form golden barriers.

This barrier, ignited by the life force and blood qi of a Universe level powerhouse, possessed the ability to isolate the soul’s power.

“Senior Uncle Su Ji!”

“Senior Brother Su!”

The powerhouses of Furnace Platform Hall cried out in agony while spitting blood.

The one sacrificing himself today was one of the strongest ancient figures in Furnace Platform Hall.

“Hurry, go!”

The already ethereal figure of the old man showed a mad expression as he supported the Cosmic-Level Armor.

“Forget about those ancient treasures, forget about those ancient races, they’re all a disruption to world peace.”

The powerhouses from Furnace Platform Hall and the Sun family took advantage of the barrier to maneuver their spiritual lights, trying to escape.

The encirclement had failed today, and their own lives were what mattered most.

Watching the golden Cosmic-Level Armor holding the sabers to maintain the barrier, Xing Yi did not attack again.

He held the Shepherd Star Staff with both hands and then bowed to present it before Han Muye.

Han Muye chuckled lightly, taking the Shepherd Star Staff.

Upon him, an overwhelming blood qi burst forth!

The densest power of qi and blood condensed into Rule Bending Powers.

Pure Power Rules!

With his palm grasping the Long Staff, the bow-shaped staff slowly turned blood red, and a crimson bowstring took shape.

The bow.

The Heaven-Shaking Bow.

Xing Yi’s eyes burst with a spectrum of colors, looking at the Heaven-Shaking Bow formed from the Shepherd Star Staff, his emotions hard to contain.

Wasn’t the Shepherd Star Tribe crossing through the void, merging into a galaxy, all for the sake of amassing power for this very war bow?

After tens of thousands of years, he finally witnessed the Heaven-Shaking Bow’s might once more.

Han Muye held the bow with one hand and pulled the bowstring slowly, exerting force gradually.

The long bow was drawn into a full circle.

An immensely broad power was converging, and atop the bow was emptiness.

“Hum”

As the bowstring of the long bow was released, Between heaven and earth shook!

For billions of miles around, the heavens and the stars, all were tumultuous like rain on a crumbling mountain!

Stars shifted positions, heaven and earth churned.

The golden barrier in front trembled and shattered into fragments.

“Bang”

The moment the barrier shattered, the broad-bladed sword that cast the barrier, the Universe-level saber, also broke apart.

A Universe-level treasure combat weapon was reduced to Smoke and dust, scattering into the void.

Behind the golden armor, the already fading figure shook violently and dissipated into nothingness.

In the distance, all the fleeing figures came to a halt, then each and every one of them collapsed.

No matter if you were at Sage level, Divine, Primordial Chaos, or Universe level, they all collapsed one by one, ultimately vanishing.