Maximum Comprehension: Taking Care of Swords In A Sword Pavilion



The brilliant spiritual light burst, making it impossible to open one's eyes!

The extremely dazzling spiritual light meant that it was the top spiritual material in the world!

Every spiritual light here represented a priceless treasure.

At this moment, thousands of spiritual lights interweaved into a pillar of light!

The spiritual qi was so dense that it was suffocating.

The faces of those sword cultivators with insufficient cultivation turned red.

The abundance of spiritual qi might make them the first cultivators in the world to be suffocated to death by spiritual qi.

"Boom!"

Streaks of light flew out of the building.

Treasures had spirits!

This was at least a magic treasure!

Most importantly, the treasure had been hidden in this small building for tens of thousands of years and could still retain its spirituality.

Han Muye flew up, and the green immortal light in his hand turned into a rope that wrapped around the treasure.

At this moment, the formation was activated, and the surrounding concealing power dissipated. Countless meteors fell, and the divine thoughts of the Dao Ancestors were projected over.

"The treasury of the Divine Court!" Dao Ancestors who had lived for countless years naturally recognized the treasury.

"This Heavenly Mystic Minister Han is looking for the treasure vault of the Divine Court!" The exclamation was no longer concealed.

"Fellow Daoists, I intend to send my disciples to the Dao battleground. Do any of you have any objections?" A voice sounded.

The treasures in the treasure vault were the most supreme treasures in the world. Even Dao Ancestor experts like him coveted them.

"Hehe, I need a Flowing Light Three Suns Stone to refine weapons. If I can obtain it, I can give you some opportunities in the future."

Although a Dao Ancestor expert could not personally participate, he could send his disciples to enter the Dao Competition.

These Dao Ancestor disciples naturally wouldn't be able to return during the Dao Competition. After the competition was over, life and death would depend on one's own choice.

However, the treasures they had acquired could be given to the Dao Ancestors who had witnessed the Dao Competition.

In just a moment, dozens of figures flew in from the void and headed for the Dao battleground.

At this moment, Han Muye has already gathered the scattered treasures in the small building. Then he waved his hand to collect all the treasures in the small building.

Previously, there was a rare supreme-grade spiritual rock, but now, it was being collected in piles.

There were mountains of spiritual materials for refining magical treasures.

All kinds of refined spiritual weapons were top-notch semi-dharma treasures.

This was unimaginable wealth. Any one of them could buy a sect.

At this moment, all the Daoist Sect experts knew why Minister Han looked down on their accumulation.

That was the real enormous fortune in his hands!

"Buzz!"

In the void, a spiritual light collided with Han Muye.

Gao Xiaoxuan raised his sword and shattered the spiritual light.

In the void, the army of the Immortal Spirit Realm had arrived.

Under the lead of a Sage, the five million-strong army formed a battle formation with a hundred Heaven Realm experts and chased after Han Muye and the others.

However, they did not expect there to be so much wealth here!

If they knew that the Divine Court's treasury was here, they would definitely have sent an army to gather, not just these few people.

They had miscalculated!

Huang Zhihu took a step forward and shouted, "Set up the formation."

As soon as she finished speaking, the sword formation was completed.

A sword light rose.

A long dragon emerged.

This was a sword formation!

At this moment, between heaven and earth, there was only a soaring sword aura and vastness spanning 10,000 miles.

The dazzling spiritual light was shattered by the sword light, and the sword formation of three million sword cultivators instantly woke up like a sleeping dragon.

This was a power that the world could not suppress!

"Boom!"

The long dragon of Sword Dao roared and shattered the sky. It triggered endless sword Intent and killed the Immortal Spirit experts that came.

Whether it was a Sage or a Heaven Realm expert, after one strike, there was only a pillar of light left.

The sword light tore through the sky for millions of miles, and 30 stars were immediately split into two!

The entire world shook. The Dao Ancestors who witnessed the battle turned pale and spiritual light erupted from their bodies.

The Dao battleground was triggered by the power of the sword light. It wanted to break through the suppression of the power!

This was a covenant that formed the power of heaven and earth. If the suppression of power was broken, these Dao Ancestors would suffer a backlash.

"Crazy! This guy is really crazy!" A red-faced Dao Ancestor roared. The power in his body intertwined as he used all his strength to stabilize the suppression of the world.

All the Dao Ancestors activated their powers to maintain this world.

At this moment, the power of the Dao battleground surged, as if it was about to shatter.

The sword light turned into a long sword that pierced through the world.

The sword condensed into a huge tree that reached the sky and emitted a green immortal light.

No one dared to move the sword.

The might of three million sword cultivators shook the world.

The army of the Immortal Spirit Realm collapsed.

It was just one strike.

Han Muye's expression did not change. He looked at the small building in front of him, slowly raised his hand, and pressed his palm down.

"Buzz!"

From the small building, a long spear flew out, knocked Han Muye's palm away, and flew into the sky.

The spear was so fast that no one could catch it.

"Slash—""

The spear had already shattered a piece of meteorite and appeared a hundred miles away.

"Set."

Bai Wuhen shouted and the seven-colored light on her body enveloped the spear.

The spear only paused for a moment before it immediately broke free from the suppression.

However, with Bai Wuhen's help, Han Muye's figure also flew in front of the spear.

He reached out and grabbed the spear.

"Bang!"

The spear trembled and shook his palm away.

Even the power of Baxia could not suppress it directly!

"Immortal Artifact!"

In the void, the originally reserved Great Dao Ancestor cultivator could no longer hold back. His divine thoughts intertwined, and he wished he could come personally.

"Boom!"

Three streams of light attacked Han Muye from three directions.

They were three Divine Transformation Realm cultivators.

In the land of the Dao Competition, the power of the Divine Transformation Realm was already at the top.

Han Muye held the spear in one hand, his eyes flickering.

Even Dao Ancestors were tempted by treasures.