Maximum Comprehension: Taking Care of Swords In A Sword Pavilion



Even Golden Immortal experts of the same level as Golden Immortal Ye Ming could not withstand this strike.

Furthermore, the space here was sealed. Without the augmentation of the Grotto-heaven World, how could it withstand the attack of 31 treasures?

Only then did Golden Immortal Ye Ming heave a sigh of relief.

Today's battle could be said to be the most difficult and dangerous for him in tens of thousands of years.

Not only did he use all his methods, but he was also suppressed by aVoid Heaven Immortal.

Fortunately, now that he had locked onto the other party with a treasure, everything would end after this attack.

When he thought about the true legacy that he would soon obtain, his heart burned with passion again.

He looked up at Han Muye with surprise.

It was too calm.

At this moment, Han Muye was not flustered at all.

Could it be that he still had a backup plan?

This fellow was just a Void Heaven Immortal. He was simply like an Immortal Lord

Immortal Lord!

Golden Immortal Ye Ming widened his eyes.

He saw Han Muye slowly raise his hand.

The 31 immortal treasures suddenly trembled, then as if they had heard an order, they remained motionless.

A war halberd imbued with a dark blood-red glow flashed out from the lava, already positioned before Han Muye.

A halberd with a dark blood light flashed from the lava and was already in front of Han Muye.

"If not for these treasures, it wouldn't have been easy for me to find the real legacy," Han Muye finally said.

The 31 treasures directly caused the true treasures to fly out.

However, the refined essence tripod that could smelt everything in the world was the foundation of this volcano.

The Heaven Slaying Battle Halberd was a treasure of the Divine Clan. The murderous aura within it blocked all detection.

"Buzz!"

The void trembled, and three green jade discs rotated into view.

The Dao Forging Disc was activated by this treasure. It combined with other treasures to seal the space.

From the beginning of this battle, it wasn't Han Muye who was in control but rather the countless years of planning by the Immortal Lord Cang Yun.

Not to mention Golden Immortal Ye Ming, even a Divine Realm expert could only die.

"Slash—"

The dark red war halberd flickered and collided with Golden Immortal Ye Ming's chest.

Blood light enveloped Golden Immortal Ye Ming, as if a cocoon of blood shivered continuously.

Han Muye extended his hand, extracting a strand of blood thread from the halberd.

The threads of blood intertwined, slowly condensing into a golden blood drop with flying golden dragon shadows.

Azure Dragon bloodline.

When the blood drop reached the size of a fist, the cocoon in front of it exploded.

The emaciated form of Golden Immortal Ye Ming, reduced to mere bones, slowly lifted his head and glanced at Han Muye, then at the treasures swirling around him.

"Hehe, in the end, everything is just an illusion…"

As his voice fell, his body slowly dissipated.

A Golden Immortal who once roamed the wastelands fell in an unknown corner of the Bitter Immortal Realm.

Han Muye watched him leave, and the light in his eyes slowly faded.

In the world of cultivation, life and death were fleeting.

Yet, to dissipate after a lifetime of cultivation, how cruel that was.

However, over the countless years, Golden Immortal Ye Ming's countless years of using any means necessary, causing so much senseless slaughter, extracting power from the Azure Dragon bloodline to refine his body—given today's outcome, it seemed almost preordained.

Karma?

Upon reaching the realm of Human Immortals, one can sever karma. Looking at it now, that was merely the first layer of karma.

The longer one cultivates, the more entangled their karma becomes, ultimately leading to their downfall.

The Great Dao was like chains, and the heavens and earth were a cage.

At this moment, surrounded by numerous treasures and with the power of Immortal Lords at his disposal, Han Muye had a realization that far exceeded the scope of his own cultivation.

The comprehension of an Immortal Lord!

This was the comprehension of a mighty figure who had reached the Zenith Heaven Golden Immortal Realm and was only a step away from the peak of the world.

"No wonder Immortal Lord Cang Yun still listens to the teachings of the Immortal Sovereign and seeks the elusive future."

Being in it, he had no choice but to accept it.

On Han Muye's body, a dormant fighting intent radiated, like a sword that could pierce the sky.

Sword light gleamed, causing all the treasures around him to resonate.

It turned out that whether Golden Immortals or Immortal Lords, they weren't beyond reach!

Just like everyone else, they were trapped within the cage of the heavens and earth!

At this moment, the power of Han Muye's divine soul continued to rise, far surpassing his own realm of cultivation.

He had already used the power of the Fragmented Gold Ants to refine his divine soul's power, making it much stronger than his cultivation level.

The instant he comprehended the mindset of an Immortal Lord, his divine soul's power instantly entered a mysterious realm.

Heaven Immortal, perfected!

This was the power of his divine soul that touched upon the realm of Golden Immortals.

Faint divine light emanated from the treasures around his body, intertwining with Han Muye's divine soul radiance.

The golden divine soul light intertwined, enveloping Han Muye's entire body, as if undergoing continuous sublimation.

Indeed, since entering the Fuyu Immortal Realm, Han Muye's divine soul power had never experienced such a rapid advancement.

Within his mind, within the divine treasure, the sound of a mysterious murmur echoed.

Standing with closed eyes, Han Muye was surrounded by radiance, blending continuously.

Preaching the Dao.

Instruction.

Clarification.

With the assistance of these treasures, Immortal Lord Cang Yun, also a disciple of the Immortal Monarch, conveyed his own path of cultivation to Han Muye.

His countless years of cultivation and insights were freely given to Han Muye without reservation.

When Han Muye opened his eyes, the radiance around his body had already vanished.

All the treasures sank into his dantian's sea of qi, gradually nurturing them.

The lava below slowly receded, and the clouds between the heavens and earth around him dissipated.

"Thank you, Senior Brother."

Han Muye bowed gently to the empty expanse of heaven and earth, speaking softly.

It was precisely due to countless cultivators like Immortal Lord Cang Yun in the world that the path of cultivation can continue without end.

Even the weakest in the world can defy the heavens and reach the Ninth Heaven, all because of these legacies.