Maximum Comprehension: Taking Care of Swords In A Sword Pavilion



With a single sword thrust, the entire bamboo forest instantly transformed.

In front of Han Muye, it turned into a mountain of corpses and a sea of blood, with a surging crimson tide.

Between heaven and earth, dark red bamboo branches emerged from all directions.

These bamboo branches had imperceptible barbs. If one could magnify them, there were even gray streams of light among the barbs.

"Is that all you've got?"

Han Muye's expression remained unchanged as he loosened his grip on the sword in his hand.

The long sword transformed into a streak of green meteor. In a flash, it severed all the bamboo branches within a 30-foot radius around him.

The severed bamboo branches instantly turned into black shadows and pounced towards Han Muye.

"Spiritual resentment, demonic shadows, they are all insignificant things." Han Muye muttered impatiently, extending his finger to form sword seals.

"Focus the mind, exterminate evil.

"Expel desires, shatter illusions."

"Boom!"

Ten golden lightning bolts descended from the sky, shattering all the bamboo branches into pieces.

The vast sea of blood instantly turned clear.

Sword radiance filled the sky, and faint golden flames descended upon Han Muye.

Within his spiritual soul, there was a slight tremor as he absorbed the flames.

"The purest soul flames in the world, a rare purifying substance for the mind." Han Muye looked around and a smile appeared on his face.

The soul flames required the approval of shattered souls.

Han Muye shattered the illusionary formation of this place and rescued the trapped souls, earning their gratitude.

The bamboo forest within a one-mile radius had vanished.

Only scattered skeletons covered the ground.

Mountainous piles of white bones, their number unknown.

He reached out and a pale green bamboo shoot fell into Han Muye's hand from the pile of white bones in front.

"The Fleshless Bamboo, a refined treasure for nurturing the soul, could come in handy."

Treasures don't have a clear distinction between good and evil; it depends on how they are used.

If this Fleshless Bamboo were in the hands of an evil person, it would undoubtedly be extremely vicious.

But Han Muye felt that using this item to nurture his soul was also a good treasure.

He looked around and squinted his eyes slightly.

The appearance of the Fleshless Bamboo in this barren wasteland was unlikely. It seemed more like someone was taking care of it.

With a sweep of his divine sense, Han Muye disappeared from his original position.

"Boom!"

A sword light crossed a hundred miles, beheading a Daoist in a black robe.

Han Muye floated in mid-air, his gaze filled with a faint indifference.

"You… You've destroyed the arrangement of the Supreme Golden Immortal. You will undoubtedly have no burial ground." The Daoist's eyes revealed a cruel expression as he clenched his teeth and stared tightly at the sword in Han Muye's hand.

Although his cultivation was not weak, he had no power to resist Han Muye.

The sword that crossed a hundred miles had already severed his foundation.

"The Supreme Golden Immortal?"

Han Muye said calmly, "Alright, I'll wait for him."

Supreme Golden Immortal was a general term for Golden Immortals.

Above that was the Zenith Heaven Golden Immortal who dominated the world.

This Fleshless Bamboo was set up by a powerful Golden Immortal.

In this small town alone, he was going up against a powerful Golden Immortal.

Han Muye's eyes were filled with a fighting spirit.

So what if he was a Golden Immortal?

The sword in his hand swept down. The black-robed Daoist's body trembled and the blood qi in his body was severed.

When Han Muye returned to Zhulin Town, Zhang Zhenbiao and the others had already entered the town and taken control of key positions.

The bamboo forest that had suppressed this place for thousands of years had been destroyed. It was filled with ghastly white bones. It could be seen that it had devoured countless living beings.

And Han Muye's sword that crossed a hundred miles had demonstrated formidable strength.

Who would dare to face Invincible Han, the Sword Immortal of Yunlan Town?

Three days later, the entire Zhulin Town began to relocate.

Under Han Muye's leadership, those countless white bones were turned to ashes by a heavenly fire.

After all, the wasteland was not like other places; there were no rules. Leaving these dry bones here might attract powerful practitioners of dark arts.

Zhulin Town was relocated and merged into Yunlan Town, greatly strengthening its power.

Within three months, Han Muye made five moves, incorporating five surrounding towns into Yunlan Town.

As a result, the entire Yunlan Town transformed into a large town with a radius of hundreds of miles, housing nearly a million cultivators from various tribes.

Even so, many people were still observing and hesitant to settle in Yunlan Town, fearing the consequences. Otherwise, the population would at least double.

Yunlan City, which expanded several times based on Yunlan Town, began to take shape.

There weren't many rules in Yunlan City, as long as fair transactions were ensured.

Within a thousand miles around the city, random conflicts were not allowed.

The central trading market in the city was managed by the merchants recruited by Zhao Chen, ensuring fair transactions.

Other commercial routes were controlled by Zuo Baichou, gathering various resources.

Zhang Zhenbiao and the disciples of the Sword Sect were in charge of the security in the city and patrolled every day.

Du Sanzhen and the others, who had relatively low cultivation levels, were Han Muye's trusted immortal cultivators. Together with the Green Wolf Clan under Yu Yang, they assisted the guards.

"Young Master Han's power is still insufficient. Many people are watching but are reluctant to fully join," Xie Chaoyan's words hit the nail on the head.

It was not a good thing to stake one's wealth and future in a city and on a swordsman whom they were not familiar with, whose potential and strength were unknown.

Even the immortal cultivators who lived in the city did not really have the intention to rely on Han Muye. They were just weighing their options.

There would always be all kinds of opportunities in such a city.

"I know." Han Muye nodded, his gaze landing on the light screen in front of him.

"Two things.

"First, show your strength. Second, consolidate the city.

"Within a radius of a 100,000 miles, there are five cities the same size as Yunlan City. Among them, Guanyue City has several Heavenly Immortal powerhouses, possessing remarkable strength."

Han Muye's finger pointed towards Guanyue City, 80,000 miles away, and he said calmly, "We'll devour it."

Everyone was stunned when they heard Han Muye's voice again. "City Conquest Challenge."

The newly established Yunlan City's City Lord, Yunlan Sword Immortal Han Wudi, wanted to challenge the City Lord of Guanyue City and send a business card to the city.

Betting on control of the city.

This matter was spread by various caravans and almost spread to a radius of millions of miles.

The rules of the City Conquest Challenge were set by the major factions hundreds of thousands of years ago. One side's City Lord would challenge the other side's City Lord. If they lost, they would lose the city.

Such a battle could minimize injuries.

100,000 years ago, there were challenges to seize cities almost every year in the wasteland.

Now, no one cared about this rule.

In the past thousand years, such a thing had never happened in the Yunteng Wasteland.

"Invincible Han must be familiar with the ancient rules of the wasteland. That's why he chose to build the city first and challenge later."

"Does he really want to gain a foothold in the Wasteland? You have to know that once the battle for the city begins, he won't be facing a single enemy. There might be even more experts coming."

Many people were curious about why Han Muye had issued a challenge.

If he dared to challenge today, he would welcome more experts in the future.

Without the support of a large faction, rashly launching a battle to seize the city would not end well.

"Perhaps there's another faction behind him? A sword cultivator should be from the Xuanling Sword Sect?" Someone began to guess Han Muye's identity.

"It does seem like a disciple of the Mystic Spirit Sword Sect, but the Sword Sect has never heard of such an expert." Someone shook his head and muttered.

The elites of the Mystic Spirit Sword Sect were famous even in this wasteland.

For someone like Han Muye to be invincible, he was definitely not a nobody in the Mystic Spirit Sword Sect.

No matter how hard one tried, they probably did not know that Han Muye was a new elite and had not even completed the trial.

Yunlan City's challenge invitation had been sent, and Guanyue City had also responded.

Fight.

On the day he received a response from Guanyue City, Han Muye left the city in white.

All the cultivators in Yunlan City, the scattered tribes around, and the people from the other towns all looked at Han Muye.

"Buzz!"

Han Muye was ten miles out of the city when a long saber slashed down from the sky.

From the moment Han Muye stepped out of Yunlan City, the challenge to seize the city had already begun.

He needed to walk to Guanyue City alive and in front of the City Lord.

The saber Qi of the long saber was a thousand feet long and flew over from a hundred miles away. The coldness in the saber light froze the surrounding void, and the green spiritual light seemed to be about to penetrate the surrounding space.

"Good saber technique!"

"This saber move must be the means of Mu Wuyin of Guanyue City."

"There's no need to guess. Guanyue City's Mu Wuyin and his saber are silent. A half-step Heaven Immortal can fight against the heavens."

"Guanyue City sent him to the first battle to open gambit, take someone notch down, establishing an imposing air or advantageous position for oneself. If Invincible Han can't block this saber, his reputation as invincible will be broken, and he can forget about challenging the City Lord of Guanyue City."

The surrounding people exclaimed and discussed as they watched the saber beam land on Han Muye's head.

"It's indeed a good saber technique."

Han Muye also whispered.

Then, he raised his hand and unsheathed the sword from the Infinite Unity Sword Case on his back.

"Clang—"

A long sword flew out, turning into a meteor and flashing away.

It was not to block the saber above his head, but to stab forward!

This strike was extremely fast.

As soon as the sword was out, it was already a hundred miles away and stabbed straight into a huge tree standing on the wasteland.

"Bang!"

The tree exploded, revealing a middle-aged man hiding inside.

The burly man looked stunned. There was a sword in his chest, and his eyes were wide open, but he no longer had any strength.

"Pa!"

Han Muye raised his hand and dissipated the power above his head, holding the long saber that had fallen.

"Nice saber."

Han Muye spoke calmly again.

It was a good saber technique. It was a long saber that was hundreds of miles away.

However, this saber was actually not as fast as Han Muye's later strike. Han Muye also pierced through his body from a hundred miles away.

Nice saber.

He didn't know if it was a real compliment or a fake one.

Han Muye took a step forward and landed 100 miles away, looking at Mu Wuyin, who had been killed.

He raised his hand, and a golden light turned into words and carved on the tree trunk in front of him.

"Invincible Han of Yunlan City, Heavenly Venerable Saber Slaying Dao, Mu Wuyin, is here."

Every word was clear and lively, with traces of golden sword intent circulating.

A Heavenly Venerable, a Saber Dao Heavenly Venerable, had died in one strike!

After the sword strike, no one within a radius of hundreds of miles dared to make a sound.

This was a true Sword Immortal!

Three hundred miles ahead, a Daoist in a gray robe stood on the main road with a ruyi jade in both hands.

"Invincible Han? You're just a boorish fellow with an undeserved reputation." The Daoist shouted coldly and smashed the ruyi jade in his hand.

The ruyi jade expanded to a hundred feet, and countless golden spiritual lights appeared on it. Numerous golden warriors descended upon Han Muye, blocking his way.

"Puppet technique?

"Just a cheap trick."

Han Muye gripped his sword in his palm and lightly tapped it forward.

"Disorderly Wind.

"Soul-Stirring!"

"Boom!"

The space within a hundred feet exploded with thunder and lightning!

Ten golden puppets shattered directly, and the 100-foot ruyi jade above disintegrated into nothingness.

"If you don't go all out, I'm afraid you won't be able to leave here alive." Han Muye pointed his sword towards the Daoist in front of him.