Maximum Comprehension: Taking Care of Swords In A Sword Pavilion

His divine beast body could absorb immortal spiritual qi and quietly increase the strength of his body.

This was the real world!

A spiritual light flashed in Han Muye's eyes. He suppressed the urge to take out the grass whip and gather his immortal qi. He looked up at the sky that was emitting seven-colored spiritual lights.

"I wonder which senior is joking with me?"

Han Muye cupped his hands and spoke.

His cultivation might be very different from top experts.

However, his Spiritual Strength was condensed and he cultivated the Sword Dao. Even if a Divine Venerable attacked, he would be able to sense it.

Previously, when Divine Venerable Qi Yang arrived, he had sensed it in advance.

However, at this moment, he landed in a mysterious world and did not notice it at all.

It was impossible to tell what cultivation level this was.

"Buzz!"

In the sky, spiritual lights flashed, and all the immortal spiritual qi surged, turning into a palm that pressed down on Han Muye's head.

As soon as his palm gathered, Han Muye felt endless pressure.

His body transformed into a million feet tall divine beast, Ba Xia. He supported himself with four feet and raised his head to roar.

The true body of the divine beast appeared and blocked the pressure of the huge palm.

As the giant palm descended inch by inch, the four legs of the Divine Beast Baxia slowly bent.

On the back of the armor, the qi and blood power intertwined and turned into the phantom of a Divine Monument.

The huge palm pressed down again.

Baxia's four legs could no longer withstand it. The Divine Monument on his back armor shattered into countless pieces with a bang.

The power of this palm was so strong that it could shatter a world!

This was an Almighty who could destroy the Endless World with a single strike!

Han Muye stared at the huge palm and watched helplessly as it landed on his back.

"Bang!"

The divine beast Baxia's body was shattered.

Qi and blood interweaved with spiritual light, mixed with golden soul power.

Han Muye trembled and opened his eyes.

There was only the void in front of him. How could there be a verdant world?

Was everything just an illusion?

His eyes lit up, and the phantom of the divine beast Baxia appeared behind him.

As soon as the divine beast phantom appeared, his eyes widened.

At this moment, the divine beast phantom had an inseparable connection with his soul.

He was very familiar with this implication.

This was the fusion of the soul and the body.

This avatar of his had become one with his main body!

"Thank you, Senior."

Han Muye bowed to the void in front of him.

Before, his avatar was just an avatar, just like those of the great cultivators who robbed.

If he encountered an Almighty who coveted the body of a divine beast, as long as he was willing to pay the price, he could immediately snatch his body.

Now that the bloodline and spiritual soul had merged, outsiders would have to pay a hundred times the price if they wanted to seize it.

Moreover, when Han Muye used the power of a divine beast, it was no longer as strenuous as before.

He now truly possessed this body.

That mysterious senior was not going to suppress him, but to help him resolve a huge hidden danger.

Looking up, a smile flashed across Han Muye's face.

He knew who had helped him.

The one behind the Wood Deity.

Back then, Han Muye had seen this palm refine the grass whip.

"Little guy, it's not easy to build my herb garden. Doesn't your heart ache when you sell it…" A voice sounded in Han Muye's ear.

As expected, this person was the one in charge of the ancient herb garden.

He was truly in charge, not those guards.

And it wasn't just one, it was countless herb gardens in the void world.

Han Muye quickly bowed again.

"Alright, we'll meet again if there's a chance.

"Cultivate well."

The voice sounded softly before dissipating.

This mysterious mighty figure helped Han Muye condense his bloodline and left. From beginning to end, he never appeared.

Perhaps it's inconvenient, Han Muye thought.

Perhaps there are some restrictions to the appearance of such an expert in the cultivation world?

There's actually such a powerful being in this world.

Such an expert would have already walked the path of transcendence and reached the end of Great Dao cultivation.

He shook his head and dispersed all the thoughts in his heart.

Han Muye knew that the difference was too great. Whether it was his realm, cultivation or combat strength, guessing out of thin air was not a good thing.

However, his encounter earlier gave Han Muye a direction in the cultivation of his avatar.

When he had the chance, he would find the Divine Monument that combined the power of the divine beast Baxia.

Baxia, who possessed the Divine Monument, was the true overbearing divine beast.

He advanced again. This time, he did not encounter any obstacles. He spent 10 days crossing the void and returned to Jinke Star.

The sect master of the Jinming Dao Sect personally received him. Li Zhongjing and the others accompanied him. Both sides finalized various business deals regarding pills and swords.

It turned out that this person had the support of more than one Divine Venerable.

Even when the sect master of the Jinming Dao Sect received Han Muye, he was much friendlier and did not call himself the sect master of a large sect.

After staying on Jinke Star for a while, Han Muye returned to Infinite Unity Star.

After meeting Tu Sunshi and the others, he began his seclusion.

On one hand, it was to stabilize his cultivation, and on the other hand, it was to refine medicinal pills with wooden puppets.

Later on, the people from the Wanchen Dao Sect and Huang Six would come to trade.

The Qiyang Sword Sect would also send a sword over soon.

Han Muye didn't have much time left outside the dam.

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In the void of the land of the Dao Competition.

With a bang, a black crack tore open.

Cracks spanned countless miles, triggering a space shock that collapsed and crumbled.

The strange beasts appeared along with the cracks and were immediately torn apart.

A verdant world crashed out of the crack.

The Dao Ancestors in charge of the Dao Competition all turned their attention over.

"Desolate Wilderness!" Someone cried out in a low voice.

"It's not the desolate wasteland, it's that desolate wasteland fragment. Back then, it was drawn over and drifted continuously towards the Heavenly Mystic." A Dao Ancestor explained in a low voice.