Maximum Comprehension: Taking Care of Swords In A Sword Pavilion

748 Intercept and Kill, A 300-Mile Cold Sword Light (2)

The land of the eight counties in Dongnan was sealed by Han Muye’s words back then and directly broke the momentum of the Daoist Sect.

Many of the sects had to migrate elsewhere.

When the Daoist strife started, there were countless Daoist sects in the eight counties in Dongnan that rebelled.

However, the power of the Heavenly Mystic was in the Confucian Dao, and these rebellious sects were only complying on the surface but rebelling on the inside.

It wasn’t until the battle between Divine Lord Xuan Ming and the Confucian Half-Sage, Wang Muyang, that the overall situation in the Heavenly Mystic changed and the Dao Sect showed signs of rising.

“Sir, the Dongnan Dao Sects regard this assassination as a major event for the rise of the Dao Sect. Several Divine Lords have been connected.”

Qi Ziyu looked at Han Muye and said worriedly, “I heard that Divine Lord Xuan Ming will also be guarding it.”

Interception.

From the moment this mission was announced, the interception was already destined.

If the Eastern Sea was settled, the overall situation in the Heavenly Mystic would not fluctuate much. Even the Daoist Sects would not be able to stop the sword cultivators of the Eastern Sea from attacking the Central Continent.

This time, it was Crown Prince Yunduan and Confucianism Grandmaster Mu Ye who were heading to the Eastern Sea.

The crown prince, Yunduan, represented the prestige of the Heavenly Mystic royal family. Mu Ye had once sealed the Guan Estuary and destroyed the power of the Dongnan Daoist sects.

Regardless of which one of them stayed in Dongnan, the fate of the Heavenly Mystic would be cut off.

In order to kill them, the Dongnan Daoist sects had already gone all out.

“Divine Lord Xuan Ming?” Han Muye’s expression did not change.

A Semi-God Realm Divine Lord who could defeat a Half-Sage was naturally powerful.

To be able to change the situation in the Heavenly Mystic in one battle, this person also had great luck.

However, he had been to Scattered Stars Island, seen the top Divine Venerables in the world, seen the scenery of the Upper Three Heavens, seen the army outside the dam, and seen the Divine Lords of the Heavenly Mystic Sect.

“How are the arrangements for Lu Yang?” Han Muye turned to look at a black-robed man standing beside him.

“Sir, the commander has already mobilized a three-million-strong Red Flame Army and 100,000 Mystic Sun Guards. We’re just waiting for your order.”

The black-robed man bowed and clasped his fist.

His cultivation was at level seven Out of Body realm, and he was the Revered Elder of the Mystic Sun Guards.

His mission was to contact Lu Yang, the commander of the Mystic Sun Guards, and deliver the news of Mr. Mu Ye.

Originally, he was a little resistant to the idea of a Confucian Grandmaster sending someone like him.

However, the news Lu Yang told him was too shocking.

The Mystic Sun Guards mobilized 30% of their elites, and the three million soldiers of the Red Flame Army were on standby at all times. All the experts above the Heaven Realm were waiting for Mr. Mu Ye’s orders.

Wasn’t Grandmaster Mu Ye a Confucianist Grandmaster? How was he qualified to mobilize all the Mystic Sun Guards and the Red Flame Army?

In this world, only Minister Wen and Marquis Wu had such power, right?

Han Muye waved his hand and everyone left the cabin.

Everyone looked at each other and dispersed.

In the cabin, Han Muye slowly got up. The clothes on his body turned into a pure white martial suit. The cuffs were tight and the jade belt around his waist was tight.

On his back was the sword case.

From this moment on, he was the sword cultivator, Han Muye.

The Western Frontier Sword Dao Immortal, Han Muye.

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Just like Patriarch Tao Ran, refining pills and reading books were all for the sake of strengthening the sword in his hand.

“Woo—”

Ahead, the horn sounded.

On the deck, the Mystic Sun Guards and the Red Flame Army instantly spread out. Between the red and black colors, they shone like charcoal.

The ship moved away, and the waves surged.

Deep Cloud Gorge was in sight.

“Dongnan Daoist Faction’s Chong Ming Temple is holding a banquet at Deep Cloud Gorge. They invite Crown Prince Yunduan, Grandmaster Mu Ye, to come…”

A voice sounded from the void.

Heaven and earth shook, and the river stopped flowing.

This was a sign that the power of heaven and earth had been suppressed, and it was similar to a Dao Domain.

However, this was an opportunity for the fight of the Dao. Even the Half-Sage Dao Domain could not borrow the force.

He wasn’t a Half-Sage, but a top Heaven Realm cultivator.

A show of strength.

Firstly, it was the attack of a top Heaven Realm cultivator. The intimidation was obvious.

On the deck, Gongsun Qingfeng placed his hand on the hilt of his sword.

All the Mystic Sun Guards and Red Flame Army were also on guard.

An old man in a Daoist robe stood on the third-floor cabin and said softly, “This matter cannot be resolved peacefully…”

The power of a Heaven Realm cultivator surged from his body.

“Sigh, the Dongnan Daoist Faction is so arrogant. They even dare to stop the Crown Prince from patrolling the Eastern Sea.” Another burly man in a black robe with two sabers on his back revealed a worried expression.

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Beside them, there were many cultivators with solemn expressions.

Originally, they had entered the Eastern Sea to protect the crown prince.

According to their imagination, all the difficulties were in the Eastern Sea.

Regardless of whether the sword cultivators were arrogant or the Spiritual Armored Demons were rampant, they would have to wait until they reached the Eastern Sea.

However, who would have thought that the Dongnan Daoist Faction would dare to block the road above the river only 50,000 miles from the Imperial City?

This was being disrespectful of the prestige of the Heavenly Mystic Dynasty!

“Hmph, the Dongnan Daoist Faction deserves to be destroyed!” A grandmaster in a scholarly robe snorted coldly, and the Great Spirit surged from his body.

The others looked at each other but did not answer.

Before the Dao Competition, Confucian experts suppressed the Heavenly Mystic, and the Southeast Dao Sect could be destroyed with a word.

During the Daoist Competition, the power of the Almighty was not revealed. The masters of Confucianism were all in outer space. How could the Dongnan Daoist Faction destroy them?

“Let’s wait for Grandmaster Mu Ye’s decision.” Someone shook his head and spoke in a low voice.

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The patrol of the Eastern Sea this time was led by the crown prince, but it was actually overseen by Grandmaster Mu Ye.

Everything was decided by Grandmaster Mu Ye.

When the Grandmaster was in seclusion, he was also in charge of Sword Tiger, Huang Zhihu.

However, could a Confucian Grandmaster compete with a Dongnan Daoist Faction expert?

Half-Sage Wang Muyang was defeated.

On the deck, Yunduan, who was standing in front, turned to look at Huang Zhihu. “Zhihu, what do you think your foster father will do?”

How is my foster father going to deal with this?

Huang Zhihu pondered for a moment. After a moment, she shook his head and said, “Based on my understanding of him, if he was in the Western Frontier, he would have killed them with a single strike.”