Maximum Comprehension: Taking Care of Swords In A Sword Pavilion

Chapter 1819: Sword Dao Inheritance in the Galaxy Universe

Translator: Atlas Studios  Editor: Atlas Studios

In the void ahead, there were layers of rocks.

Han Muye’s eyes revealed a trace of light.

Instantly, the world in front of him changed.

The layers of heaven and earth disappeared, replaced by a dark, silent, floating mountain range.

There were many such silent floating mountains in the void.

In the past, such floating mountains were used as the foundation of a large city.

At this moment, the world Han Muye saw was the same.

At the base of an array.

A collapsed array foundation.

This huge rock mountain used to be the foundation of a large city, but it had already collapsed. Now, it was dead silent.

On the silent mountain range, there was a pale golden war elephant that was at least 100,000 feet tall lying there. Golden clouds floated around its body.

Was it this natural cloud that would cover the surrounding world and turn into an illusion? If not for Han Muye’s powerful soul power, he would not have been able to see through the illusion here.

The War Elephant was lying on the ground. No one could tell how huge it was, but it was already like a golden mountain.

Sensing Han Muye and Lu Zixu’s arrival, the war elephant opened its eyes.

“Boom—”

The surrounding heaven and earth instantly shattered and turned into a golden world.

The originally deathly silent world seemed to have a glow all of a sudden.

A large city appeared on the dark boulder in front of him.

“Yuntong City,” Han Muye whispered.

In that city, countless cultivators were flying here and there, looking extremely prosperous.

However, all of this was silent.

It was still an illusion.

It was not a naturally formed illusion, but an illusion that the war elephant had actively activated.

Below the city was a giant elephant that was supporting the city.

“Perhaps it still remembers its former glory…” Han Muye said as he looked at the war elephant holding the city.

The giant elephant below the city raised its head, its eyes cold.

His gaze was sharp.

“I’ll leave this place to you.” Lu Zixu spoke indifferently, and then his figure flashed and vanished on the spot.

As he left, the giant elephant in the distance let out a roar.

This voice was dull like thunder. With a single shake, it could shatter the surrounding void.

Golden light appeared around Han Muye and turned into a barrier.

These barriers could not withstand a single breath before shattering.

The power of a divine beast carrying the world was not something the power of the Primordial Battle Armor could withstand.

The moment the space and light screen around him shattered, Han Muye had already punched out.

What he relied on to survive was never the Battle Armor on his body.

His own strength was what he relied on.

“Bang!”

The fist wind collided with the illusory and invisible force in front of him, and a loud bang sounded.

It was as if a golden-armored general had been sent flying by a punch.

As if the Daoist Court had been shattered, the world in front of him shattered layer by layer. Then, it enveloped Han Muye’s head.

The Heaven Wielding Hou standing beside Han Muye had already rushed out.

He transformed into a black-armored long-armed ape with a long awl in his hand and stabbed out.

This attack shattered the void in front of him again and broke through the final illusion.

However, the giant elephant seemed to be passionate about creating illusions. When it raised its head, a golden light exploded.

The exploding golden light illuminated the surroundings, and the resplendent city appeared again.

In the city, figures flew out and surrounded the Heaven-Wielding Hou.

The people in these illusions, Battle Puppets, could actually attack. Every strike carried immense power.

The Heaven Wielding Hou that was nearly 30,000 feet tall kept waving the long cone in its hand, blocking all the figures that rushed out.

“Roar—”

On the other side, the giant elephant’s eyes glowed with a blood-colored light.

Han Muye didn’t wait. He took a step forward, crossed the battlefield between the Heaven Wielding Hou and the figures in the illusion, and flew onto the illusory city.

Entering the city, Han Muye frowned.

At this moment, he actually felt a hint of reality.

This city was not an illusion!

This was the power engraved within his soul!

All of this was not an illusion created by the elephant but a direct manifestation of his soul’s power.

Standing in front of Yuntong City, he strode forward quickly, entering the city.

Countless cultivators within the city were going about their business, paying no attention to the arrival of this stranger, Han Muye.

“”Master Zhu, do you have ttoday to helprepair the puppet?”

“Shopkeeper Wang, have you received the spiritual materials I asked you to collect last time?”

“Brother Zhao, shall we meet tomorrow?”

The bustling scene around him carried a warmth rarely seen in other cities.

This large city actually did not have the extremely fast tempo of other large cities.

As such, there were very few items for Battle Puppets to refine in this city. Instead, it resembled legacies from beyond the Galaxy Universe.

Han Muye even noticed many individuals whose attire and aura resembled cultivators from the Primordial Chaos Universe.

Not only that, he also saw several sword cultivators.

Sword Dao cultivators.

This was a legacy not found in this universe.

“Dang—”

At the corner of the street ahead, the sound of swords clashing could be heard. It was the collision of Sword Dao powers that only Sword Dao cultivators had.

Han Muye’s figure flashed and he was already in front of them. He saw sword light flickering in the hands of two middle-aged men in green. They waved, stabbed, tapped, and slashed, all intertwining with the power of stars.

Although in Han Muye’s eyes, these two sword lights were actually very ordinary, they were only at the Heaven Realm.

However, he actually felt a sense of familiarity.

Far away from countless Universe Worlds, one could actually see someone using the inherited sword techniques of the Primordial Chaos Universe in this galaxy.

Of course it was.

“Dang”

The middle-aged man on the left raised the sword in his hand and sent the middle-aged man on the right flying.

Han Muye reached out and caught the flying sword.