Maximum Comprehension: Taking Care of Swords In A Sword Pavilion

The sword light was fixed in place, revealing a three-foot-long sword mingling black and white, intertwining like a greyish hue.

On the sword edge, circulating light and shadows dazzled.

A tall, elderly man in a black robe, with his bony palm clutching the sword, had a face full of excitement.

“With the power of creation and destruction in this sword, one could undoubtedly sweep through the Divine Realm!”

A three-foot-long sword capable of sweeping across the Divine Realm!

All the disciples of the Gathering Spirit Godly Lord who were shackled looked up, envy written all over their faces.

“Divine Honor, with this treasure, you are the strongest in the Divine Realm!”

“Divine Honor, from now on, Yun He will follow your command.”

Several strong men from the Reincarnation Realm and Dominion Realm yelled out in agreement.

The tall elder let out a hearty laugh, grasped the hilt tightly, intending to secure the sword.

But the sword vibrated suddenly and exploded with a bang.

The elderly man’s eyes widened as he watched the sword fragment into a thousand intertwining black and white sword shadows.

“Impossible! Such fragmentation should directly lead to the sword’s collapse…”

Before he could finish his sentence, the sword light had already pressed down squarely on him.

The sword light transformed into chains, entwining around him.

“Ancient Spirit Divine Honor, since you’ve come, why not stay a bit longer?”

Han Muye’s voice resonated.

Ancient Spirit Divine Honor.

The one who had made a move against Han Muye in the great hall of the Gathering Spirit Godly Lord.

Although he had been at a disadvantage in front of Han Muye, he wasn’t convinced of his defeat.

He did not believe Han Muye truly possessed such power, rather he suspected the use of some supreme treasure.

He was the one who had prompted the disciples of the Gathering Spirit Godly Lord to deliberately besiege the Heavenly Transformation Altar, provoking Han Muye to act.

“Fellow Daoist Han, this is a misunderstanding!”

Ancient Spirit Divine Honor shouted loudly, swinging his hand towards the surrounding black and white swords.

“Bang——”

All the swords shattered.

But in the next instant, the swords reformed, now as billions of faint blue and white sword lights, difficult to discern.

The sight of these sword lights made Ancient Spirit Divine Honor’s expression extremely grim, his body manifesting as a skeletal giant in golden armor, raising his hand to strike at the sword lights; he had to strike first.

The level of power emitting from the billions of sword lights was shaking his core, crushing his body.

It was a level of power far surpassing his, one he could not defend against, feeling a resonance in his soul.

Only a desperate counterattack might give him a chance at life.

He struck down with his palm, and the space before him collapsed, the void churning with endless divine light.

“Boom——”

The blue and white sword light enveloped the palm thrown out by the Ancient Spirit Divine Honor, piercing through and shredding it along with his arm!

At this moment, a look of despair appeared on the face of Ancient Spirit Divine Honor.

“Impossible, impossible…”

“Such sword light, not even the Peak Divine Realm Soul Power should be able to control it, not to mention, this power, this power——”

With widened eyes, Ancient Spirit Divine Honor slowly turned to Han Muye: “God, Ending?”

The sword split endlessly, and he finally noticed an anomaly within the sword; it clearly contained the endlessly permeating Power of the Eddy of God!

“You know too much,” Han Muye whispered.

Ancient Spirit Divine Honor shuddered, turning to flee, but the grey-white sword light caught up and enveloped him with a thunderous crash.

The sword light coalesced, forming a three-foot-long sword that pierced through his body and pinned it in the void.

A great cultivator of the Divine Realm was nailed in the void by a single sword!

The Ancient Spirit Divine Honor hadn’t died, but he possessed no strength whatsoever—all his origin power was tainted and sealed.

His soul too was shattered by the God-Ending and sword light force into millions of fragments, never to reunite again.

Han Muye didn’t let him collapse directly because he wanted to extract all of the Ancient Spirit Divine Honor’s power and convert it into his own sustenance.

Directly slaying a great Divine Realm cultivator would be too wasteful.

Not just the Ancient Spirit Divine Honor, but also the disciples under the command of the Gathering Spirit Divine Lord—Han Muye didn’t let a single one escape. All were nailed by the gray-white sword light.

Millions of armies, thus stretched endlessly, were nailed in the void by numerous long swords!

Surrounding the Heavenly Transformation Altar, in an area of a million miles, all were bodies pinned down!

From the Divine Realm to below, millions of armies, body after body, were nailed in the void!

This scene was bizarre and horrifying to the extreme!

Each cultivator that walked out from the Heavenly Transformation Altar, upon seeing this, felt a chill running through their entire body.

That was a cultivator of the Divine Realm, such surging power just locked in midair, suppressed and sealed by the long sword.

“Not just slaying Divine Realm cultivators, but also, so easily nailing them in the void…”

A Reincarnation Realm cultivator walked out from the altar, looked up, turned pale, and trembled.

What kind of mighty warrior could accomplish such a feat!

Han Muye stood in place, his body surged with layers of blood essence and strength of the soul.

A great Divine Realm cultivator, along with so many other powerful beings, had gathered enough power for him to cultivate for a long period.

Especially the Ancient Spirit Divine Honor, all the accumulated power of such a veteran Divine Honor had now become the sustenance for Han Muye to step into the Creator Realm.

He was so ruthless because now he was no longer alone in this Plane.

He had drawn the Primordial Cultivators here, bringing Sister Mu Wan and Huang Zhihu with him, intending to create a peaceful space for their cultivation.

He believed that a Divine Realm cultivator and millions of troops nailed just outside Heavenly Transformation for a few days would awaken everyone in the nearby cultivating worlds.

Given enough time for the Primordial Beings, once the Sword Dao Array that Huang Zhihu was training took shape, with combat strength equivalent to the Divine Realm, there would be no need to worry even if someone else had ideas.

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Ten days later.

Yu Chen soared and landed behind Han Muye, his expression cautious as he whispered, “Senior Brother Han, an elder from the Heavenly Transformation Dragon clan wishes to meet you.”

The Heavenly Transformation Dragon clan.

This clan was one of the formidable dragon clans within the void, with several great Divine Realm cultivators stationed, controlling the various crossing altars across the void with the clan’s origin power.

For countless years, through the Heavenly Transformation Altar, the Heavenly Transformation Dragon clan had amassed unimaginable wealth and resources, coveted by all sides.

Only because of their powerful origin force and the strong power within their clan could they stand firm in the void.

Yu Chen looked up at Han Muye, his face filled with respect.

Han Muye’s actions had directly shocked the Heavenly Transformation Dragon clan, causing an elder from the clan to personally summon him to inquire about Han Muye’s news and invite him to visit the clan’s territory.

“The Heavenly Transformation Dragon clan elder?”

Han Muye’s gaze swept over the multitude of long swords pinning down figures outside the Heavenly Transformation Altar, he casually said, “Sure.”

…

Utilizing the transport power of the Heavenly Transformation Altar after traveling through vast lands, Han Muye and Yu Chen arrived before verdant grounds.

“Haha, is it Fellow Daoist Han? Cloud Trace has been waiting,” a voice laughed jovially, as an old man in a black robe, wearing a jade crown and shimmering with cloud patterns, bowed with his hands clasped, his face all smiles.

“Elder Cloud Trace?” Han Muye nodded, gesturing with his hand, “Yu Chen mentioned that one of the nine great elders of the Heavenly Transformation Dragon Clan, Cloud Trace Divine Venerable, had invited me, so naturally I had to come.”

Cloud Trace Elder chucklingly raised his hand, whereupon the clouds churned ahead, transforming into layers of golden palaces that stretched for thousands of miles.

“Fellow Daoist, please.”

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