Maximum Comprehension: Taking Care of Swords In A Sword Pavilion



Sword light gleamed, instantly appearing above the head of Golden Immortal Ye Ming.

"Boom!"

Space shattered, inch by inch, space piled up, then twisted.

Golden Immortal Ye Ming's expression changed dramatically. In his hand, a piece of ancient bronze-colored copper ring transformed into a blue dragon, colliding directly with the sword light.

The bronze ring on the Demon Gathering Bell.

The yellow dragon collided with the long sword and instantly shattered.

The sword light continued to descend, cutting through layered space.

This sword spanned only dozens of feet, yet it had already traversed countless spaces, slicing through vast stretches of emptiness.

This sword was the opposite of the sword struck by the Spirit Sword Golden Immortal initially, but it carried a similar resonance.

The Spirit Sword Golden Immortal's strike was executed from millions of miles away, while Han Muye struck from a distance of merely a hundred feet.

Golden Immortal Ye Ming's expression was ugly as he stared at the sword light above him, and his hair ornament turned into a golden lotus flower.

The sword light that shattered the blue dragon collided with the golden lotus transformed from Golden Immortal Ye Ming's hair ornament, and layer after layer of petals clashed with the long sword, ultimately breaking apart.

"Bang!"

The golden lotus petals turned into scattered fragments, and Golden Immortal Ye Ming's ash-white hair scattered.

The sword light did not diminish and was about to split him in half.

Golden Immortal Ye Ming gritted his teeth and raised his hands.

Two golden dragon scales spun in his palm, emitting a blazing light.

These two dragon scales seemed to have extraordinary origins. A pair of dragon claws emerged from the blood-colored light and blocked the longsword.

The sword light and the blood light eroded each other.

"Bang!"

The dragon scales shattered as the sword beam struck Golden Immortal Ye Ming's chest and slowly dissipated.

Impacted by this strike, Golden Immortal Ye Ming was sent back 100,000 feet by the sword. His face was pale as he spat out a mouthful of golden blood.

He raised his hand and waved. The void behind him surged.

He summoned the power of the Grotto-heaven World into his body to heal.

"Space blockade?" His expression became even grimmer.

Golden Immortal Ye Ming, who initially intended to utilize the power of his Grotto-heaven World to heal his injuries, suddenly realized that he could not draw its power here.

The space here was unexpectedly sealed off.

What kind of power could lock down the space of a Golden Immortal?

He looked up at Han Muye and lowered his voice. "Immortal Venerable's disciple? An Immortal Lord's setup."

This entire volcano was set up by Immortal Lord's hand, specifically to intercept powerful beings from the Divine Realm.

Here, all spatial forces were cut off.

Even the Grotto-heavens of Divine Realm Immortal Lord-level experts couldn't be invoked here.

Golden Immortal Ye Ming's expression turned serious, and around him, golden pills emerged one by one.

He didn't possess the strength of an Immortal Monarch, and it was even less likely that his Grotto-heaven could break through the sealing of heaven and earth.

At this moment, the only option was to fight, to kill Han Muye, to escape alive.

That was good too. This place was isolated from the world, making it impossible for even an Immortal Lord to ascertain what was happening here. This allowed him to use the means he couldn't reveal elsewhere.

"Hehe, Grotto-heaven Heaven Immortal, an ant."

A pale yellow dragon shadow appeared on Golden Immortal Ye Ming's disheveled hair.

Golden dragon horns grew on his head, and his bare palms were covered in golden dragon scales.

Ancient Azure Dragon Bloodline!

But this Azure Dragon Bloodline was significantly thicker than the one of the Heavenly Mystic Marquis Wu.

A true primordial bloodline!

A killing intent appeared in Han Muye's eyes.

This was the Primordial Azure Dragon bloodline being extracted and refined into his body.

Golden Immortal Ye Ming had slain an Ancient Azure Dragon before.

Such a heinous act had to be avenged!

Sword light converged once more around Han Muye.

This strike was even more intense than the previous ones.

"Roar—"

Golden Immortal Ye Ming charged forward.

Behind him, immortal light flashed. Immortal treasures mobilized the Heaven and Earth powers and surrounded Han Muye.

Even if this space was locked, the Heaven and Earth powers within 5,000 kilometers were still present.

As a Golden Immortal expert, Golden Immortal Ye Ming immediately controlled the Heaven and Earth powers.

As a Golden Immortal, killing a Grotto-heaven Heaven Immortal and drawing the Heaven and Earth powers was already akin to an eagle hunting a rabbit.

"Clang—"

The sword light gathered in Han Muye's hand clashed with the claws of the Azure Dragon and shattered.

Golden Immortal Ye Ming reached out with his hand, and the sword light rose again.

The sword light in front of Han Muye gathered for the third time.

This time, the sword light was even more brilliant and icy than the previous two times.

"Clang—"

Golden Immortal Ye Ming's Azure Dragon phantom was killed, and the outstretched dragon claw was blocked by a sword.

The sword light shattered once again.

One strike, two shattered sword lights. Golden Immortal Ye Ming's strength clearly suppressed Han Muye.

However, at this moment, Golden Immortal Ye Ming's expression grew even graver.

With the power of a Golden Immortal, he could barely suppress a Void Heaven Immortal. Could there really be such a formidable Void Heaven Immortal in the world?

Moreover, Han Muye's sword light was clearly getting stronger and stronger!

"Golden Immortal Spirit Sword?" Golden Immortal Ye Ming looked at the sword light gathering for the fourth time, uttering a surprised whisper.

This sword light had already become so intense that it was almost blinding to look at.

Such a sword could even kill a Void Transformation expert with a single strike.

This was only the fourth gathering. What about the fifth, sixth, seventh?

I can't wait any longer! he thought.

Taking a deep breath, Golden Immortal Ye Ming raised his hand.

With his qi and blood concentrated, he used his hand to fix the immortal treasures floating behind him.

Each of these treasures, if used appropriately, could kill Void Transformation Heaven Immortals.

Yet, Golden Immortal Ye Ming, despite having so many treasures in his possession, hadn't fully harnessed their combat strength.

This was because he hadn't gained their complete acknowledgment.

That was why, over these years, he had been searching for the Immortal Lord's inheritance.

Only by obtaining the legacy of a true Immortal Lord could one obtain the recognition of an Immortal Lord and refine these immortal treasures.

Even if he could completely refine just one immortal treasure, his combat strength would be much more formidable.

"Buzz!"

The 31 immortal treasures shook, causing the void to shatter.

The power of these treasures seemed to be on the brink of breaking through the spatial blockade.

"Go to hell," Golden Immortal Ye Ming shouted, and the treasures locked onto Han Muye, crashing down with a resounding boom.

Gathering the power of 31 treasures, he directly blocked all of Han Muye's retreat paths.