Maximum Comprehension: Taking Care of Swords In A Sword Pavilion

895 Lord Zhou, The Divine Court Has Already Perished (3)

Because it was an immortal formation.

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A formation passed down from the Immortal World.

Han Muye stood in front of the stone wall, with a faint green immortal aura enveloping his body.

Daoist Dayan flew to his side and carefully looked around.

Han Muye was deducing the formation, and he couldn’t be disturbed.

Over the years, Han Muye’s comprehension and talent had already convinced Daoist Dayan.

He felt that those days when he followed Han Muye were carefree and happy.

The key was that the treasure hunt was what truly made him unable to give up.

Immortal patterns. Han Muye opened his eyes, and a hint of a smile appeared in them.

He had seen immortal patterns before.

During the refining process of the Divine Emperor’s Sword, he had seen many immortal patterns.

The immortal formation in front of him was also based on immortal patterns.

That made it easy, he thought.

Sitting cross-legged, he began to deduce slowly.

With a full level of intelligence, he only needed to see it once to deduce the power of these immortal patterns.

He closed his eyes and sat cross-legged. From time to time, he would raise his hand and gently draw his fingertips across the stone wall.

A faint blue immortal pattern appeared.

At first, in Daoist Dayan’s eyes, these were not immortal patterns at all, but random scribbles or childish doodles.

But gradually, a faint immortal light appeared in these immortal patterns.

When it landed on the stone wall, the immortal patterns dissipated.

After that, the immortal patterns on the stone wall took a long time to fade away. Moreover, it was obvious that they were connected to some kind of power on the stone wall, constantly flashing and interweaving.

Seven days later, immortal patterns criss-crossed around Han Muye, turning into a green robe.

He opened his eyes with a calm expression, and slowly stood up, then pressed his hand on the stone wall.

“Let’s go.”

Han Muye walked in.

Daoist Dayan rubbed his hands together in excitement and followed quickly.

This was the treasury of the Divine Court!

They stepped through the shining doorway, the light twisting and turning as if they were traversing endless worlds.

“This Divine Court Treasury is not in this world, right?” Daoist Dayan asked, his eyes flashing with excitement as he spoke in a low voice.

“It’s close to nothingness, but not exactly in a void. If I’m not mistaken, it should be in the overlapping space between this world and the world of immortals.”

Only the power of the immortal world can suppress this world.

And only the power of the immortal world can keep the Divine Court Treasury hidden and rarely found by outsiders.

The space shook, and Han Muye and Daoist Dayan appeared in an empty area.

They looked around to see green wooden shelves filled with luminous items, all locked in place.

This was the norm for the Divine Court.

If one were to use brute force to break through the formations, most of the treasures would be destroyed, leaving only the most valuable items scattered in pieces.

The last time Han Muye found a Divine Court treasure trove, that was exactly what happened. The first formation had already been broken, leaving only the array formation of the second small pavilion.

Compared to the previous one, this Divine Court treasure trove was intact with its formations completely preserved and protected by the formations themselves.

Daoist Dayan was practically drooling as he rushed to one of the shelves.

“Jade Flowing Gold. Haha, this thing has long been extinct in the cultivation world. Such a large piece is worth at least 3,000 supreme-grade spiritual rocks.”

These ancient treasures were completely invaluable and could not be measured by anything less than supreme-grade spiritual rocks.

Even with supreme-grade spiritual rocks, they could not be sold.

The most precious treasures were often traded between cultivators with other treasures.

Of course, most cultivation powerhouses use these treasures as a foundation to be treasured and used in critical moments.

As soon as Daoist Dayan’s hand touched the spiritual light outside the jade flowing gold, his body was sent flying.

A dark golden blade light slashed down, grazing Daoist Dayan’s fingertips.

“Damn it, I knew it wouldn’t be so easy to get the treasure…” Daoist Dayan muttered as he looked up at the long saber.

The golden saber was held in the hand of a Divine General in pale golden armor.

The divine general’s face was ancient, and his body was somewhat illusory.

“Golden Armor Guards of the Divine Court, I’m very curious. Why would the Golden Armor Guards guarding the Divine Court Grand Hall be here in the treasure trove?”

Han Muye’s eyes gleamed as he spoke softly.

Facing him, the Golden Armor Guard wielding the long saber flashed with spiritual light and flew forward to strike Han Muye on the head with a single blow.

The strike was fast and fierce, carrying a howling energy.

Daoist Dayan’s expression changed drastically.

In the instant when the long saber struck, he sensed the changes in the surrounding space.

The power of the formation within the treasure trove gathered in an instant, transforming into endless power, suppressing Han Muye’s body.

The power of the Divine Court treasure trove’s formation was even more vast and powerful than the power of a realm.

Han Muye’s body was suppressed by the formation, trembling and seemingly on the verge of collapse.

If he didn’t possess the power of the divine beast Baxia, he would have been crushed to powder by the formation.

A long sword hung over Han Muye’s head, and his body was imprisoned.

Daoist Dayan was anxious, but he had no means to help Han Muye.

At this moment, even a Divine Venerable would not be able to save him!

“Bang!”

It was not the saber light that shattered Han Muye’s body.

It was a green grass whip that struck the chest of the Divine General.

The whip appeared out of nowhere and blocked the path between Han Muye and the divine general, striking the latter.

The grass whip hit the divine general’s golden armor, shattering it.

It then rose and struck him again.

“Bang!”

The divine general took three steps back, and the spiritual radiance on his body dimmed slightly.

“Bang!”

“Bang!”

…

In Daoist Dayan’s eyes, each strike of the grass whip made the divine general’s figure fade a little.

After 10 strikes, the whip struck empty space.

The divine general’s figure disappeared, leaving only a long sword that fell to the ground.

Just as Daoist Dayan was about to reveal his joy, a green-gray figure appeared and grabbed the whip.

“Haha, so it’s this treasure!”

A thin, elderly man dressed in green-gray robes and a black veil hat was overjoyed.

The whip continued to vibrate but could not escape his grasp.

In his palm, a dark golden light shone and formed the character ‘suppress’, immediately sealing the grass whip.

Then he looked up at Han Muye.

“You intruded into the Divine Court Treasury, so I can directly kill you.”

He glanced at the Daoist Dayan. “And this treasure-hunting rat, I will also send it back to the Imperial Beast Department.”

He lifted his hand and the formation that had suppressed Han Muye turned into a chain that bound his body.

“Speak up, where is your master? How did you get your hands on the whip and run wild?

“Is it Cao Yi or Marquis Zhengyang, Du Quan?

“Don’t lie, I personally handed over the whip to Cao Yiguo.

“He said that this treasure was a token of the marriage alliance between the Cao and Du families.”

The old man with the black veil hat narrowed his eyes and looked at Han Muye. “I am Zhou Bangyu, the guard of the Divine Court Treasury. You should have heard of me.”

At this moment, Daoist Dayan was utterly confused.

Han Muye, who was bound by the chain, slowly raised his head.

“Lord Zhou, the Divine Court has already perished.”