Maximum Comprehension: Taking Care of Swords In A Sword Pavilion

936 The Final Battle of Dao Struggle (12)

Who could save Han Muye before the two Heavenly Venerable mighty figures of the Upper Three Heavens?

A Heavenly Venerable of the Upper Three Heavens who controlled immortal treasures was already the strongest being in this world.

Apart from the hidden ancient era powerhouses who managed to survive, the Heavenly Venerables of the Upper Three Heavens stood at the pinnacle of this realm.

Behind Han Muye, apart from Cao Yi and Wen Mosheng, who else could resist them?

With a distance of three hundred miles between Han Muye’s two bodies, within the void, two Heavenly Venerables from the Upper Three Heavens appeared, their hands radiating immortal light.

If Han Muye could merge his two bodies, overcome the tribulation, he might be able to barely resist a Heavenly Venerable expert in this place.

However, it was impossible for him to face two Heavenly Venerables at this moment and hold his ground.

“It’s a pity. If Han Muye could achieve enlightenment on the spot, he would undoubtedly be a formidable powerhouse.” A powerful Dao ancestor shook his head and whispered softly.

What cultivators pursued the most were opportunities.

Fortuitous encounters were opportunities, and life and death were also opportunities.

What use was there for a genius who couldn’t survive until the end?

Han Muye lifted his head, his gaze fixed ahead.

In the face of such formidable Heavenly Venerables, whether he lived or died depended solely on the sword in his hands.

“Buzz!”

The Sword Pavilion shook as numerous long swords flew out, transforming into long dragons.

The divine beast Baxia roared mightily, and its blood condensed into a crimson armor.

In the face of a formidable enemy, a desperate fight was the only option.

“Senior Brother Han, let me handle this.” Just then, a voice sounded behind Han Muye’s main body.

Han Muye shuddered and turned his head gently.

Behind him, dressed in a blue robe, with a cold and stern expression, Gao Xiaoxuan held a long sword, exuding an indescribably mysterious aura.

Behind him, a faint phantom appeared.

Wearing a tall hat and a long robe, with a golden belt and a jade scepter, his countenance ancient and solemn, his eyes radiating divine light.

It seemed as if the starlight from the entire sky was gathered by this phantom.

In the void, cries of astonishment rang out.

“He is Wenqu, the chief of the ancient Divine Court!”

“How is this possible? Wen Mosheng is supposed to be Wen Qu—”

In the void, countless divine thoughts collided, causing the entire realm of emptiness to tremble.

The ancient powerhouses, the Dao Ancestors who witnessed the battle for Dao, all showed signs of excitement.

Wen Mosheng was not Wen Qu!

Then, who was Wen Mosheng?

“Boom!”

In the void, countless spiritual lights erupted and collided.

It seemed as if numerous powerful beings were about to descend upon this world.

The entire battleground shook, and cracks appeared in the void.

The revelation of Gao Xiaoxuan’s true identity as Wen Qu caused those hidden powerhouses to make their move directly!

“Hmph, it seems they no longer care about hiding their true faces.” A low growl resounded in the void.

Imperial Uncle Cao Yi, wearing golden armor and wielding a golden spear, stood proudly in the air.

“If you dare to come, I, the Imperial Uncle, will dare to kill you.

“Back then, I failed to exterminate you rebels, but today, I can do it again.”

A faint golden halo emanated from the golden spear, and waves of green immortal light surged in all directions.

Many people’s movements came to a halt upon seeing this spear.

Han Muye was very familiar with this spear.

He had personally touched this spear before.

Wood Deity.

This spear had once been inserted into the Wood Deity’s main body.

As a formidable adversary behind the Upper Three Heavens, the Wood Deity should have been an enemy of Imperial Uncle Cao Yi, yet now this spear was in Cao Yi’s hands.

Did Cao Yi kill the Wood Deity?

Or was the Wood God collaborating with Cao Yi?

Standing tall in the air, Cao Yi directly deterred all directions, causing the approaching mighty figures from the Upper Three Heavens to slowly retreat.

“Senior Brother Han once used poetry as his sword, and today I shall use the sword as my poetry.” Ahead, Gao Xiaoxuan took a step forward, his sword emitting an endless aura of Confucianism and Daoism.

This Great Spirit penetrated heaven and earth, traversed the river of time, and came surging from ancient times!

It was the mighty aura that existed in the ancient Divine Court, the power of heaven and earth in the ancient era.

“Wen Qu…”

The combination of the sword and the poem triggered the Great Spirit to penetrate the river of time. This was the mighty power of Wenqu, the chief of the ancient Divine Court!

A golden aura of majesty emanated from Gao Xiaoxuan’s sword as he thrust it towards the void.

“Han Senior Brother, can we complete the verses of the ‘Northern Kingdom’s Scenery’ today?”

Gao Xiaoxuan said loudly.

Han Muye nodded and said softly, “Okay.”

Upon hearing his words, Gao Xiaoxuan burst into laughter. The phantom of the tall hat behind him instantly merged with his own form, and the sword evoked the Great Spirit, transforming into a sky-supporting ink brush.

“The Scenery of the Northern Kingdom.

“A thousand miles of ice.”

“Ten thousand miles of snow drifting.”

…

Countless ice and snow froze the void. Even the lightning in the heavens was frozen.

Immortal light flashed in the hands of the Heavenly Venerable mighty figures blocking in front of him as they struggled to protect themselves.

At this moment, the entire world was filled with boundless Great Spirit.

When the verse “The land is so beautiful, it attracts countless heroes to bow in homage” resounded through the air, the immortal treasure in the hands of the Heavenly Venerables shattered.

The Great Spirit in Gao Xiaoxuan’s body soared into the sky and condensed into a golden body that was 100,000 feet tall.

Han Muye’s expression turned solemn as he looked at this golden body.

When this golden body condensed completely, it would be the return of the ancient powerhouse Wen Qu.

At that time, Gao Xiaoxuan would completely disappear.

Although Gao Xiaoxuan was Wen Qu, he was also not Wen Qu.

Han Muye looked at the figure in front of him and suddenly fell silent.

“Hehe, Senior Brother Han, the world is so beautiful. I also want to go and see.

“This life has been brilliant, and I have few concerns in my heart. The only regret is Wuhen. If we can win the battle for Dao, let her roam freely in the world…”

Gao Xiaoxuan thrust his long sword forward, transforming it into towering characters that covered the sky.

Between heaven and earth, golden words covered the sky. Endless Great Spirit Qi completely enveloped the Heavenly Venerable mighty figures in front of him.

“Heavenly Venerable Xing Di, why aren’t you attacking—” Heavenly Venerable Mu Ran, who was enveloped by the Great Spirit, exclaimed. Immortal light and spiritual qi surged from his body as he resisted the encirclement of the Great Spirit with all his might.