Maximum Comprehension: Taking Care of Swords In A Sword Pavilion



It was just that back then, the sword towers were scattered everywhere and brought into the mortal world. He had never thought that they could become one.

Over the years, the Nine Essence Sword Tower was more of a symbol of the Sword Sect.

Many disciples of the Sword Sect cultivated sword formations and refined a sword tower to carry with them.

The rules of the mortal world that distinguished the cultivation level of sword cultivators by the number of levels of the Sword Tower were also recognized by many people in the Immortal World's Mystic Spirit Sword Sect.

At the very least, being able to control a nine-story Sword Tower meant that his cultivation level was strong enough.

Looking at the sword tower in Li Yungang's hand, Han Muye nodded.

It was not easy to obtain a sword tower.

Moreover, Han Muye had already displayed a sword tower. If he was not tempted by this sword tower today, Li Yungang would suspect that he had other motives.

"Chief Green Vine, it's best if you don't suppress your cultivation."

Han Muye's words made Li Yungang's expression turn ugly.

People cared about their face, and trees about their bark.

Confronting him face-to-face, was this deliberate?

"Don't worry, kid. I won't take advantage of you."

As soon as he finished speaking, he flipped his palm and put away the sword tower in his hand. The sword light turned into a dazzling stream of light and pressed down on Han Muye's head.

This strike had indeed not exceeded the range of the Void Heaven Immortal's strength.

However, the understanding of the Sword Dao revealed by this sword was definitely not something that a Void Heaven Immortal could grasp.

Within a hundred feet, the sword light tore through the void.

He still said one thing and did another.

He said that he wouldn't take advantage of him, but when he attacked, he clearly took advantage of her cultivation realm.

But Han Muye, who had his hands behind his back, only shook his head.

Void Sword Immortal?

He had long looked down on the Sword Dao of the same level.

Ever since he stepped into the Yunteng Wasteland, he, Han Muye, only had one name.

Invincible Han.

Invincible under the sword!

Without moving his hands, Han Muye controlled his sword with his will, and his green sword edge broke through Li Yungang's sword light.

"Clang—"

The tip of the sword went three feet in front of Li Yungang and stopped for a moment. Then, with a tremor, it retreated.

Three feet in front of a sword cultivator was the last line of control that a sword cultivator had.

Li Yungang held the sword in his hand. The corners of his eyes twitched, and battle intent surged from his body.

But he didn't attack again.

With the strike just now, Han Muye had already given him face and held back.

He suppressed his cultivation before attacking, but the outcome was the same.

"Breaking through the face with a thread? This sword is interesting. I still underestimated you."

Li Yungang muttered and took a step back, staring at Han Muye.

"Why? Senior, you're not fighting anymore?" Han Muye looked up at him.

"Yes, of course." Li Yungang put away his longsword, stroked his beard, and disappeared, leaving only a faint sound.

"However, I want to study it again. Your methods aren't too bad.

"Let's go. I'll come back tomorrow, no, the day after."

The city-protecting array that could block a Golden Immortal could not stop this Zhantian Hall's Chief.

There was an explosion outside the hall, and the golden light barrier had already dissipated.

Gone.

Han Muye shook his head.

This Green Vine Sword Immortal really lived up to his name. He was having a headache.

He had to be even more careful in the future.

Raising his hand to close the dissipating light screen, Han Muye did not walk out of the hall. Instead, he sat cross-legged on the high seat.

Streaks of sword light appeared around him.

After exchanging a few moves with Li Yungang, he did not feel anything.

However, the previous confrontation with the Spirit Sword Golden Immortal was the real rare opportunity.

Slowly closing his eyes, images swirled in his mind.

The clouds gathered and dispersed, and the sword light tore through the world. The image of the sword light of the Spirit Sword Golden Immortal appeared again.

The sword slowly disintegrated, and every trace of the sword light froze in his mind.

The phantom of Han Muye's soul appeared. Holding a long sword, sword shadows shattered the sword lights.

"Boom!"

Three breaths later, the image in his mind exploded.

"After 38,000 swords, I was defeated."

He murmured softly and closed his eyes again.

Around him, the immortal qi and soul power gathered by the city-protecting array began to gather.

As the lord of Yunlan City, he could gather the immortal qi and soul power of the entire city.

This was an unimaginable power, a power even coveted by Golden Immortal experts.

This was the result of Han Muye's efforts over the years in the Yunteng Wasteland.

In the entire Wasteland, there were only a few large cities that could accumulate such resources.

However, no city was like Yunlan City, where the power of an entire city was gathered in one body.

Feeling the surging power around him enter his body, Han Muye had a realization.

Heroes were created in times of crisis.

Heroes and the times were inseparable.

He had only been able to build the foundation of Yunlan City by relying on the changes in the situation in Yunteng Wasteland.

Change the timing, the location, or the person, and such an opportunity would be impossible.

Since the opportunity was in his hands, he had to seize it!

How could there be so many opportunities in the world of cultivation?

Closing his eyes again, the sword light in Han Muye's mind appeared again.

His figure landed in it again, and his longsword flew out.

"After 43,000 strikes, I was defeated.

"Again!"

…

Han Muye stayed in seclusion in the hall for an entire month.

In the past month, Zhantian Hall's Chief, Li Yungang, had visited him 10 times.

Each time, he saw the formation in the hall unchanged and could only shake his head and leave.

It was just a sparring session, and there was no enmity between them. How could he disturb someone's seclusion for no reason?

Every time, Li Yungang would shake his head, stomp his feet, and leave with a cold expression.

Zuo Baichou and the others did not dare to provoke him, afraid that they would get into trouble.

During this month, even more cultivators flocked to Yunlan City than in the previous year.

Moreover, many of them were experts.

There were seven or eight Heaven Immortal Void Realm Experts.

These people were here for Yunlan Sword Immortal's strength and the potential of Yunlan City.