Maximum Comprehension: Taking Care of Swords In A Sword Pavilion

The incarnation of a divine beast!

The divine beast Baxia floated in the air, channeling the boundless power of its life force, causing thunderous light to surge between heaven and earth as it headed towards Heavenly Mystic World.

The power emanating from Baxia was too strong, shattering the void.

Countless stars were crushed.

He moved forward in a straight line.

Protected by the thunderous light.

In the Heavenly Mystic World, Han Muye, dressed in a white robe, soared into the sky.

The soaring sword light condensed into a line.

The sharpness of that sword light seemed capable of tearing the entire world apart.

The Dao ancestors who witnessed the Dao Struggle all activated their own power, stabilizing this battleground with all their might.

An avatar.”

“The divine beast Baxia’s avatar. It was no wonder that Han Muye of the Heavenly Mystic could obtain the support of the Desolate Wilderness divine beast.”

“I should have known that he was the one who led the Desolate Wilderness into the Heavenly Mystic.”

Han Muye possessed the body of a divine beast, which allowed him to receive assistance from the divine beast Qilin.

Han Muye possessed a divine beast clone, allowing him to both stay in the battleground of the Dao Struggle and gather countless allies outside of it.

Countless Heavenly Venerables and the various factions of the Scattered Stars Island, the sword cultivators of the Green Touring Realm, and the experts and armies of the Ancient Cloud Galaxy outside the dam.

No wonder Han Muye secluded himself for decades, and no wonder the important matters of the Heavenly Mystic World were handled by the consul.

Because Han Muye had more, even more important things to attend to.

If it weren’t for the Ancient Cloud Galaxy’s army and the Imperial Uncle Cao Yi, the Heavenly Mystic would have suffered heavy losses in this battle. They wouldn’t have won such a huge victory.

“Buzz!”

In the void, there were waves of divine thoughts rumbling, as if the heavens and earth were being suppressed.

The Dao ancestors who witnessed the Dao Struggle all had changing expressions.

They didn’t need to personally enter the battleground of the Dao Struggle; as long as they issued orders, there were plenty of people to carry them out.

Sure enough, dozens of figures flew out from the Immortal Spirit World.

Similarly, in the neutral territory left behind after the opening of the divine court’s treasury, nearly a hundred figures flew out.

“They are all experts ranked on the Heavenly and Earthly Rankings.” Some murmured as they watched these figures.

“Han Muye is ranked ninth on the Heavenly Rankings, and with that formidable divine beast clone, even experts ranked on the Heavenly and Earthly Rankings would be useless if they came.” Someone stared at the rapidly converging divine beast avatar and Han Muye’s main body and spoke in a low voice.

As long as Han Muye’s main body and avatar fused and transcended the Saint, the Void Lightning Tribulation, and stepped into the Saint realm, his combat strength would definitely increase by a hundred times!

Once Han Muye stepped into the realm of the Sage, it was feared that no one would be able to contend with him in the battleground of the Dao Struggle!

“Coming!”

Everyone watched as a Daoist in black robes blocked the path before Han Muye’s main body.

A blood-colored aura emanated from the Daoist, obviously a condensed malevolent energy.

“I’ll handle this.” A voice resonated in the void as Mo Yuan, dressed in a green robe, stepped forward with a long sword in hand.

“You and I share a master-disciple bond. In this battle today, I’ll take your place.” Mo Yuan spoke softly, and his sword immediately transformed into countless sword lights, thrusting towards the Daoist in black robes.

The aura around him continued to converge, and his power seemed about to explode.

The Daoist in black robes had to concentrate and raise his hand, colliding with the black light on the long sword.

Han Muye’s figure remained unchanged as he swiftly flew away from the battlefield.

Meanwhile, in the realm of the Heavenly Mystic, figures intertwined in the void.

The Heavenly Mystic occupied 90 percent of the battleground, and the powerful defenders from various locations made their move, rushing towards the practitioners who were attempting to intercept Han Muye.

In the neutral territory, countless figures also flew out.

“We may not participate in the Dao Struggle, but Han Muye of the Heavenly Mystic once established this neutral territory for us to hide and cultivate.”

“We cannot forget this favor.”

A sword cultivator gripped his sword and charged towards the figures trying to intercept Han Muye.

Others also bravely joined the fight.

Perhaps those trying to intercept Han Muye were all formidable, but there were too many interceptors from various directions, and their goal was only to engage in combat.

At that moment, only about a dozen people were able to truly break free from the entanglement.

Each one of them was highly ranked on the Heavenly Rankings.

The Yuling Dao Palace’s Sun Jiusheng.

Dao Lord Yun Lin of the White Cloud Temple.

Three Sheep Sword Sect’s Xun Muyue.

…

True power can only be resisted by the powerful.

Fortunately, the side of the Heavenly Mystic now also has its share of strong individuals.

Huang Six held the emblem of the state and a sword high in the air, standing in the middle of the road, blocking three top-ranked individuals on the Heavenly Rankings.

Zhao Zhenghe wielded the Divine Emperor’s Sword in his hand, and behind him, the faceless dark guards changed their forms, enclosing two top-ranked experts on the Heavenly Rankings.

“This path is blocked.” Yan Zhenqing, holding a brush in his hand, swung his large sleeves, and the ink color stained the heavens and earth. Behind him, the divine light on the Investiture of the Gods shimmered.

“Pure Qi fills the universe—,” Huang Tingshu, dressed in a robe radiating divine light, turned the ink color into clouds and plum trees, each ink plum blossoming and encompassing the heavens and earth.

“If you want to harm Minister Han, ask about the sword in my hand.” Qin Suyang’s sword emitted a piercing scream, tearing through the heavens and earth

Using the sword to attain the Dao and the sword to become a Sage. At this moment, Qin Suyang had already become a Sage of the Alchemy, Confucian, and Sword factions. His combat strength was so strong that he could sweep through a region.

One by one, the experts of the Heavenly Mystic World appeared in the void, blocking the powerful individuals trying to intercept Han Muye.

Han Muye’s expression remained unchanged as he swiftly rushed forward.

“Boom!”

A thousand-foot-long arrow descended from the sky and stabbed at Baxia’s avatar.

“Bang!” The Qilin, holding a ball of flame in its hand, flew down and shattered the arrow.

“I am here.” The Qilin gazed towards the depths of the void, speaking lightly.

What does an immortal treasure matter? What does a Heavenly Venerable mean? Today, they will not pass.

In the void, countless figures flew in, and countless figures stood in the way.

Amidst the thunderous sky, Han Muye’s Avatar and main body were separated by thousands of miles, blocked by three figures.

Fifth on the Heavenly Rankings, Dao Lord Duan Yun of the Yuling Dao Sect.

Sixth on the Heavenly Rankings, Dao Ancestor Ming Sheng, the Sect Master of the Xuanling Dao Sect.

Seventh on the Heavenly Rankings, Dao Ancestor Yun Lin, the master of the White Cloud Temple.

The three powerhouses from the Upper Three Heavens were all powerful and ranked among the top of the Heavenly Rankings.

But it wasn’t just these three.

In the void, two faint shadows also appeared.

These shadows actually pushed aside the power of the Dao Struggle between heaven and earth, existing between nothingness and the void.

Unwilling to be involved in the Dao Struggle yet appearing in this place, such individuals were at least Heavenly Venerables.

“Heavenly Venerable Xing Di, the Grand Elder of the Yuling Dao Palace.

“Heavenly Venerable Mu Ran, Vice Sect Master of the Spirit Moon Dao Sect.”

In the void, the Dao Ancestors who presided over the witnessing of the Dao Struggle could only give their full support.

The intervention of the two Upper Three Heaven’s mighty Heavenly Venerables pushed this battleground to the brink of collapse.

If the battleground were to collapse, these Dao Ancestors would be consumed by the backlash.

Of course, the Heavenly Venerables behind them would also be involved.

“Buzz!”

A sword light rushed towards Han Muye first. It was Dao Ancestor Yun Lin from the White Cloud Temple.

Han Muye had intercepted several powerful individuals from the White Cloud Temple, and his grudge with them ran deep.

The sword in Dao Ancestor Yun Lin’s hand emitted traces of spatial power. The immortal light shining on the blade was endless and illusory.

“This strike is not bad. I’ll take it.” Heavenly Venerable Qi Yang drew his sword from its sheath, swung it, and clashed his sword light against the long sword.

Han Muye’s expression remained unchanged as he took a step forward, crossing over the sword light and advancing a hundred miles.

A golden light net descended upon Han Muye’s head.

Dao Ancestor Mingsheng was sixth on the Heaven Rankings.

The Ancestor of the Dao, naturally skilled in the Dao.

The light net gathered the Heaven and Earth powers and was condensed over 100,000 years. It was an immortal treasure that could travel through the river of time.

Before the light net could descend, a burst of demonic light exploded above Han Muye’s head.

“Good treasure. I like such demonic objects.” The Ancestral Demon chuckled, his demonic light intertwining in his hand.

At this moment, Dao Lord Duan Yun of theYuling Dao Palace held a golden seal in both hands, watching the Divine Beast Baxia’s relentless steps.

“Steady.”

The golden seal transformed into millions of feet in size, floating down and smashing towards the Divine Beast Baxia.

But in the void, the golden seal continued to swirl and couldn’t come crashing down.

A green dragon appeared above Baxia’s head, its blood and qi surging as it let out a long roar towards the sky.

Chen Qingzhi, the Marquis Wu of the Heavenly Mystic, possessed the body of the Azure Dragon, capable of toppling the heavens with his strength.

In front of Han Muye, there remained only two illusory figures in an 800-mile void..

But these two were Heavenly Venerables, the pinnacle of this realm, and true mighty beings from the Upper Three Heavens.

Divine light enveloped their bodies, clearly indicating the presence of immortal treasures.

Against such powerhouses, Han Muye would undoubtedly be unable to resist.

“Will Wen Mosheng, the first on the Heavenly Rankings, make a move?” Among the Dao Ancestors who witnessed the Dao Struggle in the void, someone whispered.

“The first on the Heavenly Rankings has yet to make a move. I wonder if he will this time.”

“We don’t know about the first on the Heavenly Rankings, but if the Imperial Uncle Cao Yi makes a move, they can directly suppress the situation.”

The Dao Ancestors deduced the balance of power between the two sides.

There were experts behind the Heavenly Mystic.

“It’s impossible. If such a powerhouse were to make a move, this battleground would directly collapse, possibly attracting several mighty beings to directly confront each other.”

“But in this situation, if Cao Yi, the Imperial Uncle, and Wen Mosheng don’t make a move, who else can come to the rescue?”