Maximum Comprehension: Taking Care of Swords In A Sword Pavilion

The heavenly tribulation descended.

Han Muye looked relaxed.

He had been waiting for this heavenly tribulation for a long time.

Taking a step forward, the phantom of the Kui appeared behind Han Muye.

However, as soon as the Kui phantom appeared, he suppressed it and sank into his body.

In the past, he needed to use the power of the Kui to resist the lightning tribulation, but now, he did not need these methods at all.

Lightning descended from the sky, turning into lightning snakes that wrapped around Han Muye's body.

"Boom!"

Han Muye's robe instantly shattered, revealing his bare chest.

A phantom of Baxia appeared behind him. On his chest, the Kui turned into a faint illusory pattern.

The lightning that even Heaven Realm cultivators had to resist with all their might surrounded Han Muye and turned into a chain.

The chains entered his body, making his blood boil.

"Satisfying!"

With a long laugh, Han Muye stood up, his eyes flickering.

His actions seemed to have angered the heavenly tribulation. An even more surging light and shadow gathered and turned into a roaring thunder dragon.

The thunder dragon opened its huge mouth, and lightning turned into arrows that scattered like rain.

A sword light flashed in Han Muye's eyes. He moved against the momentum and blocked all the arrows.

Cultivation was a heaven-defying act. When transcending the tribulation, one naturally had to stimulate this heaven-defying power to the extreme.

"Hand over the sword."

Han Muye shouted in a low voice, and purple flames appeared in his hands.

A pair of sword spirits moved, and the spirituality on them was almost overflowing.

The sword intent gathered in Han Muye's dantian and the sword phantom in his Qi Sea turned into streams of light and poured into the dual swords.

The sword intent was too strong!

Purple Flame and Destiny let out a cry.

Han Muye laughed, and the sword Qi on his body surged out of his body.

Sword pills and sword cores floated around him.

Since he wanted to transform, he would do it together!

Han Muye flew into the lightning dragon's body. All the sword pills and sword cores pierced into the lightning dragon's body, and lightning intertwined everywhere.

Counterattack!

This represented the power of the heavenly tribulation, the lightning dragon formed by the power of the Great Dao. It was directly suppressed by Han Muye's sword pills and sword cores!

Such a thing had never happened in the world for thousands of years.

At this moment, several divine senses probed over from the void.

However, as soon as these divine senses arrived, they were blocked by an invisible force and turned into nothingness.

In the place where the Dao fought, the Great Dao formed itself.

Here, any fortuitous encounter would be protected.

The 100-year Dao Competition was for the sake of annihilating a region, and also for the sake of nurturing a new Dao Ancestor.

The Great Dao protected every expert who could grow into a Dao Ancestor.

"Dao Seed!"

In the void, someone cried out in alarm.

"Who is this?" someone whispered.

No one knew where this person came from, a future expert who could obtain the attention of the Great Dao.

An expert who might grow into a new Dao Ancestor.

"Destroy him."

Several divine thoughts transmitted their wills.

Explosions sounded in the air.

Streaks of demonic light and streaks of clear light flew over.

"Boom!"

The lightning dragon in the sky could no longer send down lightning tribulation.

This was because the lightning dragon was already under Han Muye's control.

"Great Dao power, so that's how it is."

With a chuckle, the thunder dragon's body disintegrated.

At this moment, the Sword Dao Golden Core in Han Muye's dantian and the endless sword intent accumulated in his Qi Sea finally fused as one.

"Buzz!"

A sword appeared in the void of space.

Sword Dao Nascent Soul.

"This is a pure sword cultivator…" someone whispered as he looked at the sword that appeared in the void.

"Hmph, it's fine if it's a cultivator from my Immortal Spirit World, but if it's not, I'll kill him immediately," an old man in a green robe said calmly.

In all directions, countless cultivators slowly gathered and looked up at the Nascent Soul of the Sword Dao slowly spinning in the void.

Everyone was waiting for the sword to take shape and reveal its identity.

If he was one of them, then he would do his best to save him. If not, he would destroy him.

"Boom!"

The void trembled, and three Peak Nascent Soul Realm cultivators arrived one after another.

A demonic cultivator, a sword cultivator, and an old man in a Daoist robe.

"Haha, sword cultivator, not bad." That demon cultivator laughed loudly. "Little fellow, quickly reveal yourself. This sovereign will take you in as a disciple."

"Hmph, sword cultivators should be taken into the sect by me." The sword cultivator sneered.

The old man in the Daoist robe chuckled and a green spiritual light flashed in his hand.

In front of him, the long sword in the sky slowly turned ethereal.

Rays of spiritual light turned into phantoms on the sword.

Nascent Soul Body.

"This person doesn't seem to be from my Immortal Spirit world?" A third level Nascent Soul cultivator whispered and frowned.

"Could it be a foreign cultivator? But if a foreign sword cultivator transcends the tribulation here, won't he be entangled with the tribulation of the Dao Competition until he dies?" On the other side, someone stared at the phantom and said softly.

"Mr. Mu Ye!" A third level Nascent Soul sword cultivator shouted and flew towards Han Muye.

"Fellow Daoist the Heavenly Mystic, quickly protect Mr. Mu Ye!"

Mr. Mu Ye!

In the Heavenly Mystic World, there was only one person who was respected as Mr. Mu Ye.

Grandmaster Mu Ye.

A great cultivator of Confucianism and Sword Dao.

This was a highly respected cultivator in the Heavenly Mystic World.

His Alchemy Dao and Cloud Pill Technique had saved countless lives.

The act of Investiture of the Deities allowed all the cultivators of the Heavenly Mystic World to have nothing to worry about.

"Kill."

Dozens of Heaven Mystic cultivators flew towards Han Muye, and more cultivators from the Immortal Spirit World rushed over.

The void instantly turned into a battlefield.

When Han Muye appeared, he saw the chaotic battle between the two sides.

"Mr. Mu Ye, your cultivation level has just broken through. Consolidate your cultivation first!" A middle-aged sword cultivator holding a long sword walked up to Han Muye with a solemn expression.

"Don't worry, sir. Before we all die in battle, we won't disturb you at all." The sword cultivator bowed and turned to charge into the battle.

Sword lights and spiritual lights.

The Dao Seed was actually from the Heavenly Mystic World.

The cultivators of the Heavenly Mystic World were excited and unleashed all their strength.

Mr. Mu Ye was the seed of Dao. When he grew up, he would become the next Dao Ancestor and win the Dao competition in the Heavenly Mystic World.

When Han Muye revealed his identity, none of the cultivators in the Heavenly Mystic Realm retreated.

Han Muye stood where he was, his expression unchanged.

This was the Heavenly Mystic.

This was the world he was protecting.

When he returned to the Dao Battleground and saw these desperate cultivators, he realized that everything was worth it.

No wonder Wen Mosheng and Marquis Wu would never leave for 10,000 years.

"Boom!"

A beam of demonic light knocked away the light projections in front of them and forced back all the Heavenly Mystic World cultivators.

The cultivators of the Heavenly Mystic World were at a disadvantage in the Land of Cultivation.

Most importantly, there were too few Heavenly Mystic cultivators.

"Protect Mr. Mu Ye!" A sword cultivator who was bleeding from his mouth shouted.

Han Muye didn't know his name.

He did not know the names of the other Heavenly Mystic cultivators protecting him.

These people took their own life and death lightly, just to protect him, Han Muye, for a bit more time to stabilize his cultivation.

It was only because he, Han Muye, was a Great Dao seed.

"Is it worth it?" Han Muye said softly.

His voice rang in the ears of the Heavenly Mystic cultivators.

"Worth it."

"We cultivate not only to live forever, but also to die a worthy death. To be able to see the endless beauty of the Heavenly Mystic, all our efforts are worth it."

"Sir, besides life and death, we should have some requests. How happy is it for us to have this battle today?"

Responses sounded.

To Han Muye, these answers sounded more like the determination given to him by these cultivators with uncertain lives.

Cultivation had no meaning without persistence, and longevity also had no meaning.

"I understand…"

Han Muye looked up slightly.

He looked into the void.

At this moment, the cultivators in charge of the Dao competition seemed to feel a pair of eyes looking at them.

"I'm just an ordinary person.

"We're all trying to live.

"But we're living such a difficult life.

"Is there anywhere in the world that we can live comfortably?"

Han Muye whispered softly, then clenched his fists.

Up ahead, the Heavenly Mystic cultivators who were fighting seemed to have heard his whispers, and their eyes lit up.

"The Heavenly Mystic."

"The Heavenly Mystic."

"The Heavenly Mystic!"

The Heavenly Mystic was not the most beautiful place in the world. It was not the most prosperous place in the world.

But the Heavenly Mystic World was the safest place in the world!

Han Muye smiled.

No wonder the Heavenly Mystic Dao Ancestor wanted to transform into Dao and fight for it.

No wonder Wen Mosheng wanted to stay there forever.

No wonder even Endless Divine Venerables were willing to stand on the side of the Heavenly Mystic World.

In his heart, he was thinking further.

The experts of the Immortal Source World.

The powerful forces outside the dam.

Did they really not see this Dao Competition?

Perhaps they were also waiting for something?

"How fortunate," Han Muye said softly.

The Great Spirit qi rose from his body.

This was Yan Zhenqing's cultivation.

In an instant, a divine sword of the soul supported the sky and quietly floated.

When the sword appeared, its crushing power instantly silenced the originally intense battlefield.

This sword could sweep through everything!

"I didn't know that Mr. Mu Ye is so strong…" A pale-faced Heavenly Mystic World cultivator who thought he would die whispered.

A sword cultivator in a green robe with a broken sword in his hand laughed and blood dripped from his mouth.

On the other side, the originally arrogant cultivators of the Immortal Spirit World looked nervously at the divine soul sword.

They did not dare to move as fear of the sword gripped them.

"His, his soul is so strong that it can materialize?"

"This, this long sword can probably kill a Divine Transformation Realm cultivator, right?"

The cultivators of the Immortal Spirit World slowly retreated.

However, it was too late.

The soul above Han Muye's head shattered with a bang, turning into countless swords that swept down.

A single strike.

After the sword strike, it was empty.

Whether it was Out of Body or Nascent Soul.

No one could escape from this sword.

The Heavenly Mystic cultivators widened their eyes and felt their throats tighten.

"S-so strong…"

This was a true great cultivator!

Han Muye looked up and shouted, "Leave quickly. My Out of Body Tribulation is here—"

Out of Body Tribulation!

Back then, the commander of the Heavenly Mystic Sun Guards, Lu Yang, had broken through the realm and stepped into the ninth level of the Nascent Soul Stage.

It was the endless accumulation that allowed him to reach the heavens in a single step.

Today, Han Muye was going to surpass Lu Yang and step into the Out of Body realm!

When he was in the Golden Core realm, he had gathered too much sword intent and soul power.

The power of his soul had long surpassed the Heaven Realm. He had stepped through karma and touched the cycle of reincarnation.

It was to the extent where he experienced the realm after reincarnation.

In his divine treasure, there was also the Great Spirit of Confucianism bestowed by a Sage of the Divine Dao.

The combination of these powers had already far exceeded the limit of the Nascent Soul cultivation.

In the sky, the dissipating lightning dragon appeared again.

Behind Han Muye, the Sword Dao Nascent Soul soared into the sky.

The broken soul sword turned around and smashed into the Nascent Soul sword shadow.

Killing local cultivators in the land of the Dao Competition would provide some benefits.

This nourishment was not much, but Han Muye had killed the enemies with a single strike. There were many cultivators whose spiritual qi realm was higher than his.

He brought back a lot of nourishment.

Of course, Han Muye did not care about this nourishment at this moment.

His spiritual soul merged with his sword intent, and his power rose rapidly.

"Commander Lu Yang stepped into the ninth level of the Nascent Soul realm in one step. In six years, he became an eighth level Out of Body realm cultivator.

"Mr. Muye became like an Out of Body realm in one step. Then in future…"

No wonder he could become a Great Dao Seed!

The Heavenly Mystic cultivators were pleasantly surprised. They looked at each other and quietly left.

The Out of Body Tribulation was thousands of times more intense than the Nascent Soul Tribulation.

They could no longer help. They could not even protect Han Muye.

Not to mention that the lightning tribulation was fierce, how could they deal with the person who dared to intercept Han Muye at this time?

"Boom!"

The tribulation lightning descended.

Nine lightning dragons appeared.

Han Muye laughed loudly, and the Sword Dao Nascent Soul and soul sword that had already fused behind him rushed up.

The two swords in his hands slashed down fiercely.