Maximum Comprehension: Taking Care of Swords In A Sword Pavilion

Chapter 2107: 878, this is the power of the Heaven and Earth Divine Pattern!_2
 

“I will lead a hundred thousand cavalry—” Zhu Rong had just begun to speak when Han Muye gestured for him to stop with a wave of his hand.

“They won’t be willing to compete in that case,” Han Muye said with a light chuckle. “I want them to really come and compete.”

When the Blazing Prairie Tribe’s response was delivered, smiles appeared on the faces of all the principals of the Wilderness Alliance.

It was settled.

This matter was a scheme orchestrated by all parties, with divine beast powerhouses behind it.

Now the Blazing Prairie Tribe had truly fallen into the trap.

“We’ll choose the Five Quantities Mountain as the location for the competition.”

“As for the participating ritual masters and divine pattern masters, each tribe will select their own and then gather together for the competition and selection.”

“This time, we will make sure the Blazing Prairie Tribe loses thoroughly.”

At once, all the clans of the Wasteland sprung into action.

Divine pattern masters and ritual masters all showed their strength within their own clans, hoping to earn a chance to participate in the contest.

The totem divine beasts of those clans were also willing to cooperate.

This time, it was an operation to block the Blazing Prairie Tribe, to make them decline completely and be swallowed up.

The various clans had already agreed that those who contributed the most could take a larger share of the cavalry.

How to divide up the Blazing Prairie Tribe had already been discussed.

After half a year of preparations, divisive efforts finally led to the selection of over a hundred thousand divine pattern masters and ritual masters who arrived at the Five Quantities Mountain.

These were the qualified divine pattern masters and ritual masters who were to participate in the competition, and there were even more, a terrifying two million, who came to observe.

This was almost the entirety of the Wasteland Human Race divine pattern masters and ritual masters.

As for the ordinary humans, even more had made their way to Five Quantities Mountain.

Tents were pitched, extending for hundreds of miles.

Half a month later, three thousand divine pattern masters and ritual masters from the Blazing Prairie Tribe arrived.

Three thousand was not a small number.

For any clan, having three thousand divine pattern masters and ritual masters represented the strength of their race.

Atop the Five Quantities Mountain, there were five high platforms towering into the clouds.

A masterpiece of heaven and earth, natural and breathtaking.

“Please, Blazing Prairie Tribe, choose the manner of the competition,” the black-armored elder standing on one of the high platforms spoke out loudly as he looked towards Han Muye.

The black armor he wore was a product of the Blazing Prairie Tribe.

Han Muye nodded and swept his gaze around.

Countless divine pattern masters and ritual masters stood on the platforms around him, and in the center was a soaring peak with a platform on top that was a thousand feet wide.

“Two contests for the divine pattern masters, one to discuss divine patterns, and one to carve divine patterns.”

“Two contests for the ritual masters, one for ritual sacrifices, and one for invocation.”

“Any objections?”

Han Muye’s voice echoed throughout the whole Five Quantities Mountain.

His words brought smiles to the faces of numerous divine pattern masters and ritual masters.

“Hehe, I thought they were going to have a direct fight to the death, but it turns out it’s all scholarly contests.”

A fight to the death involves using divine patterns and divine beasts to directly battle.

As for scholarly contests, those were what Han Muye had proposed: discussing divine patterns, carving divine patterns, ritual sacrifices, and invocation.

These did not involve fighting.

Did they really view this competition as a showcase of skill?

It seemed the Blazing Prairie Tribe was swollen with their own power, completely unaware of the heights of the heavens and the depths of the earth.

This time, they were destined to fail.

With the competition method set by Han Muye, all the tribes moved quickly into action.

Three days later, a hundred divine pattern masters appeared on the stone platform at the very top.

When they saw the participant from the Blazing Prairie Tribe who came to compete, they were all stunned.

Just one person.

Han Muye, alone.

“Hehe, it seems the Blazing Prairie Tribe either truly has no strong warriors, or they are extremely confident in themselves.”

“I wonder which one it is?”

Thoughts were transmitted from the divine beasts in the void.

In the center of the high platform, an elder holding a Bone Staff stepped forward.

“For the sake of fairness in this contest, I’ve invited the Cloud Sea Phantom Dragon,” the elder said as he raised his hand, causing a greyish-blue dragon silhouette to stir in the void.

The dragon’s body twisted, with clouds swirling around it, transforming into various pictures of light.

Within those images were the current scenes from the high platforms.

Even those at the base of Five Quantities Mountain could clearly see the scene on the high platform and hear the sounds distinctly.

“Hehe, they really want to finish off the Blazing Prairie Tribe once and for all.”

“Let’s see what shape they’ll be in after losing this time.”

“The Blazing Prairie Tribe sends one man to compete with the entire alliance in divine patterns; it’s truly laughable.”

“To think they were supposed to be so strong, but it turns out they’re not much after all.”

Below Five Quantities Mountain, a noisy cacophony of debate arose.

On the stone platform at the mountain’s peak, a white-bearded elder in a fur robe stepped forward, bowing slightly toward Han Muye.

He turned his head to look at the others.

“Everyone, I am Qike from the Yundang Tribe of Hexi,” he said. “Today, I present my humble skills.”

As he spoke, he raised his hand, and a phantom divine pattern appeared in front of him.

This divine pattern was illusory and fluid, like a small stream that then converged into a river.

“The Totem Divine Beast of the Yundang Tribe is the water-veined divine beast Fu Kang, a creature that commands rivers and can gather the moisture from all over the world.”

“The Flow of Water should gather from small to large streams and should flow endlessly.”

“Please observe how the divine beast exerts its origin power to control the water vein power; we must ponder if we wish to borrow its strength…”

Even as other Divine Pattern Masters nodded repeatedly, Han Muye remained expressionless.

Water Vein Divine Pattern.

The simplest divine pattern for gathering the power of water vapor.

This divine pattern was passed down by the divine beast Fu Kang, bearing a very clear mark of the beast.

It borrowed the power of the divine beast, not the power of heaven and earth.

When the divine pattern master from the Yundang Tribe of Hexi finished speaking, he was met with a round of compliments.

Down the mountain, more divine pattern masters’ eyes shone brightly with divine light.

“Only today have I witnessed the real power of strong masters among the divine pattern masters.”

“So this is the Water Vein Divine Pattern, how miraculous!”

“No wonder they can ascend the high platform, their understanding of divine patterns truly surpasses ours.”

As the divine pattern slowly dissipated within the light screen, many exclaimed in awe.

After the first divine pattern master finished speaking, he raised his hand and carved the pattern onto a nearby stone.

The moment the divine pattern was carved, clouds of vapor swirled above it.

The second divine pattern master displayed the Wood Vein Divine Pattern, originating from the Wood Vein Divine Beast, Expand Tree.

Expand Tree represents the wood vein achieving enlightenment within the Desolate Wilderness, possessing the power to control trees.

The third to display was the Fire Vein Divine Pattern, borrowing the power of the fire-veined divine beast, Cloud Firebird, turning it into a shower of fire.

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One after another, the divine pattern masters exhibited and explained their comprehension of divine patterns and analyzed the unique features of their own patterns.

This was a rare opportunity for promotion, allowing more people to witness the capabilities of their own divine beasts.

It was also a chance for their clans and divine beasts to enhance their standing.

Each one showed off their skills, enthralling the human race gathered at the base of Five Quantities Mountain.

“It must be said, the human race is indeed a rare breed of intelligence among all beings,” thought a divine beast in the void.

“Such learning abilities are truly frightening.”

“Indeed, only to be harnessed, not to truly allow them control over power,” mused another.

Divine beasts’ thoughts intertwined.

On the high platform, slowly, everyone turned their attention towards Han Muye.

Below the high platform, all eyes also fell upon Han Muye.

“Senior Brother Han is about to demonstrate his skills,” someone from the Blazing Prairie Tribe whispered among their own people.

Others’ eyes sparkled with anticipation.

Han Muye stepped forward slowly, coming to a stop before a large boulder.

He raised his hand, as golden Flowing Light gathered at his fingertips, then transformed into an illusory divine pattern.

“This is water,” he announced.

“The essence of heaven and earth, the source of all things.”

With a gentle swipe of his palm, the divine pattern became increasingly clear.

The bright divine pattern emitted vapor that seemed almost ready to surge into a river.

“Water is the softest, yet also the hardest,” he stated.

“Separate, it nurtures all; gathered, it can shatter heaven and earth.”

The divine pattern on Han Muye’s fingertip became clear, as three brilliant marks that illuminated heaven and earth continually expanded.

High above in the sky, a divine pattern a million zhang tall emerged.

There was no need for divine beasts to cast it onto a screen; everyone could see this divine pattern.

At the moment this divine pattern appeared, all the divine pattern masters, ritual masters, and divine beasts present trembled uncontrollably.

“Heaven and Earth Divine Pattern!” they exclaimed.

“This is a pattern from the Heaven and Earth Great Dao, not a comprehension of a divine beast, but the origin itself!”

“How is this possible? Only heaven and earth can imprint the origin divine patterns; when did living beings gain control over it?”

Some cried out in fear, while many more widened their eyes, not wanting to miss a single detail.

Understanding even one billionth of this divine pattern could be of lifelong benefit!

The divine pattern evolved, drawing rainwater together, and then rain, snow, frost, and dew materialized.

Rivers roared with might, an ocean unleashed.

Heaven and earth quaked, and all beings were adrift.

In that moment, the entire area around Five Quantities Mountain, spanning a million li, seemed to be engulfed by a great flood!

This was the power of the Heaven and Earth Divine Pattern!

Han Muye slowly raised his hand.

Between heaven and earth, the winds calmed, and the clouds parted gently.

“Next, I will demonstrate the Wind Divine Pattern.”