Maximum Comprehension: Taking Care of Swords In A Sword Pavilion



The sword lights and treasures of the other two directly collided with Han Muye.

The void was imprisoned by these three attacks, as if it was about to shatter.

"Hehe, three half-sages," Han Muye narrowed his eyes and spoke softly, "How much do you look down on me?"

Looking down on him!

The sword light rose, a long sword flew out from the sword sheath behind Han Muye.

Infinite Unity Sword

Spiritual treasure!

"Buzz!"

The long sword transformed into countless sword lights. With a light twist, all three attacks in front of him shattered.

The sword marks on the long staff penetrated three inches deep, almost being cut off by a sword.

The long sword in the hands of the sword cultivator had already been cut into three pieces by a sword.

The most miserable one was the Taoist who manipulated the long whip, which was twisted into countless segments.

The expressions of the three individuals changed drastically, and their figures retreated in panic.

Such swordsmanship, such treasures, they were simply no match for them!

The information provided by Du Chengshan was completely wrong!

Unfortunately, their retreat was no match for the speed of Han Muye's sword light.

Han Muye's face turned cold, he raised his hand and a burst of spiritual light exploded.

The sword essence scattered into the sword light, causing the ten thousand swords to converge into one sword with a flicker.

Hidden Void.

Formless.

10,000 swords combined.

One sword, three styles, the sword light carried a bloody color as it returned.

"Boom!"

Three beams of light soared into the sky.

One sword, beheaded three semi-sages!

The three powerful semi-sages from the Upper Three Heavens and the Grand Sect were killed by a single sword, unable to escape even if they tried.

The semi-sages, with their great cultivation, exerted all their efforts to flee. There should have been few people in this realm who could stop them.

However, at this moment, the three semi-sages who desperately fled were killed by a single sword.

A gleam of brilliance flashed in Mu Wan's eyes, standing by Han Muye's side.

The few cultivators who were cowering in their original positions were completely dumbfounded.

"Boom!"

A sword light slashed out from a distance, and Zhao Yu, who was riding a flying sword, was enveloped in a sinister aura.

Several other disciples from the Sword Pavilion followed closely behind.

But when they landed in front of the flying ship, they were all dumbfounded.

The spiritual light brought about by the demise of the three semi-sages had not yet dissipated.

The spiritual light left behind by the fall of such powerful cultivators would take at least half a day to completely disperse.

"This…" Zhao Yu widened his eyes, looking at Han Muye, whose sword light had not completely converged.

"Just a jumping clown," Han Muye shook his head and led Mu Wan into the cabin.

"Let these guys be, it's a pity to kill them."

Han Muye's voice came.

Zhao Yu and the others turned to look at the cultivators who were rooted to the spot.

Fifteen minutes later, the flying ship flew away under the protection of several sword lights.

Only a few trembling cultivators were left behind.

After a short while, numerous rays of light descended from all around.

Half a day later, news spread that the disciples of the Five Sheep Pavilion intercepted and killed the disciples of the Sword Pavilion, resulting in the fall of the three semi-sages.

"What kind of ancestral treasure could lead to the interception of the three semi-sages from the Sword Pavilion by the Five Sheep Pavilion?"

"To be able to intercept the Sword Pavilion, it must be a valuable treasure!"

"The Sword Pavilion is truly formidable, able to kill three semi-sages with a single move…"

Indeed, the Sword Pavilion was the Sword Pavilion after all.

However, more people quietly followed the flying ship and headed deep into the void.

Treasures and opportunities had always been able to ignite one's passion and make them disregard their own safety.

"Brother Han, thank you." Zhao Yu looked at Han Muye, who was standing on the deck, and spoke softly.

This time, instead of losing face, the Sword Pavilion's reputation soared.

However, Zhao Yu knew that it was Han Muye who had killed the three Half-Sages.

On the other hand, the people of the Sword Pavilion were held back and could not even save the flying ship. It was really embarrassing.

"There's no need to do that." Han Muye waved his hand and looked ahead. "I have a deep relationship with the Sword Pavilion."

How could anyone have a relationship with the Sword Pavilion?

Could anyone have a relationship with the Sword Pavilion?

But now, when Han Muye said these words, a hint of joy appeared on their faces instead.

A sword cultivator who could behead three half-sages with a single strike is a rare expert in the current Upper Heaven Region and the Sword Pavilion.

"It's over there," Han Muye looked at a lonely star surrounded by meteorites in the distance and spoke softly.

After observing for a moment, Zhao Yu nodded and said, "This is the place."

The flying ship stopped, and Zhao Yu and the disciples of the Sword Pavilion began to explore their surroundings.

Meanwhile, Han Muye led Mu Wan, flying to several meteorites to observe the surrounding scenery.

"I have to say, strolling through this void is truly full of interest.

"If it weren't for cultivating, how could we witness such scenery?"

Walking hand in hand with Han Muye, Mu Wan whispered softly.

What others saw as a dangerous place, a secret place for seniors, appeared to be a rare secluded and romantic place for these two.

Indeed, when there was love in the eyes, every place became picturesque.

When they returned from their stroll, Zhao Yu and the others were already waiting in front of the flying ship.

"The place where the senior fell is on this star."

"However, the power of death permeates it, the spiritual energy is depleted, and once we step on it, our combat strength will be greatly diminished."

Zhao Yu's expression was solemn as he spoke softly.

Han Muye had encountered a similar situation when he rescued Lu Yuzhou.

The star was lifeless, devoid of spiritual energy.

The combat strength of cultivators could only rely on their own power, unable to harness the power of heaven and earth, let alone the blessing of the heavens.

"Moreover, there are many tails falling behind," Zhao Yu's face grew darker.

In other places, they, the disciples of the Sword Pavilion, were not afraid of being besieged.

But if they stepped onto the lifeless star and suffered a significant loss in combat strength, the situation would be different.

With that, Zhao Yu looked at Han Muye.

This secret place was initially known to him and it was his proposal to explore it.

However, unconsciously, Han Muye had become the leader of this exploration.

This was the result of the influence of strength.

In the world of cultivation, strength was indeed paramount.

"Let's go, since we're here." Han Muye waved his hand and stored away the flying ship, walking hand in hand with Mu Wan, directly into the lifeless star.

Watching the two enter the star, Zhao Yu turned to look at the people beside him.

"Junior Brothers, we can accept the treasures, but we will definitely protect Brother Han and Fairy Mu."

"Especially Fairy Mu."

The others nodded, their swords flickered, and they rushed into the star.

After a while, streams of spiritual light and sword light flashed around, following them into the star.

…

The lifeless stars were all similar, desolate and barren.

As soon as Mu Wan landed on it, she frowned and whispered, "Senior brother, this star makes me feel uncomfortable."

Han Muye turned to look at her, nodded, and waved a golden halo enveloping them.

"It must be the influence of the power of death that affects your mind."

Indeed, the golden spiritual force isolated her, and Mu Wan felt much better.

However, she still looked around with a hint of strangeness, as if there was some probing force coming towards her.

But when she tried to see, she couldn't make out anything.

Fortunately, she had Han Muye by her side, so she wasn't afraid.

As Han Muye moved forward, towering mountains, dried-up riverbeds, and weathered cities were all revealed one by one.

"In the world of cultivation, controlling the power of time and space is the most difficult."

"Even the most precious treasures in the world cannot withstand the erosion of time."

Han Muye looked at the city ahead and spoke softly.

Mu Wan nodded.

She was still extremely far from controlling time and space. She only had a vague understanding of what Han Muye said.

"Looking at the structure of this star's world, it was once a prosperous place."

"Junior Sister, do you want to see what this star looked like in its heyday?"

Han Muye's words stunned Mu Wan.

See what it looked like back then?

How could they do that?

Seeing her confusion, Han Muye chuckled softly, "It's just retracing the history of a lifeless star for thousands of years."

"It's not difficult."

He raised his hand, and a gray halo flashed and disappeared.

In an instant, the entire star turned into a lush green landscape, with towering peaks, bustling crowds, and continuous palaces!

Zhao Yu and the others who had just landed, as well as the various cultivators who had just entered the star, were all shocked by the scene before them, completely at a loss for words.

The passage of time!

Time reversal!