Maximum Comprehension: Taking Care of Swords In A Sword Pavilion Novel - Chapter 1039
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1039 Taking Control of the Sword Pavilion, Sword Master Muye (2)
Sometimes a sword would descend sharply but suddenly disappear, only to reappear under Han Muye’s feet.
There were also elusive and unpredictable swords that couldn’t be traced.
Such swords were beyond the realm of the founder of swordsmanship and couldn’t be resisted.
If Dao Ancestor Qi Yu were here, he would have been cut open and defeated by the long sword’s defense long ago.
Among those who could reach this level in the cultivation world’s path of swordsmanship, perhaps only Han Muye remained.
The two swords in Han Muye’s hands were steady and agile.
As long as a sword appeared within three feet, it would be sent flying in the next moment.
No sword could stay three feet around him.
Within three feet, he was invincible.
“Boom!”
A long sword was sent flying, and Han Muye suddenly took a step forward, then soared into the air, reaching a height of a hundred feet.
He was in the air, and the Infinite Unity Sword Case on his back was opened. Thousands of sword lights rained down.
All the long swords converged into a dragon and collided with the void ahead.
“Clang—”
With a bang, a nine-story sword tower appeared in front of Han Muye.
Sword tower!
Nine-story sword tower!
This sword tower was none other than the Nine Essence Sword Tower that Han Muye thought had been taken away!
This sword tower within the Sword Pavilion had not been removed but had been left behind.
This was the true trump card of the Sword Pavilion!
In this world, if any faction dared to attack the Sword Pavilion, they would probably end up bleeding in front of this sword tower!
Han Muye narrowed his eyes and watched as his long sword dragon collided with the nine-story sword tower.
On top of the sword tower, sword lights converged and transformed into a mighty dragon.
In the eyes of outsiders, this was a collision of swords.
However, only true Sword Dao cultivators knew that every sword here was a sword technique and a sword intent.
Ten thousand swords against ten thousand swords, ten thousand against ten thousand.
The Sword Pavilion’s Sword Dao foundation was actually so strong!
“Bang!”
The long dragon of sword light collided. Han Muye raised his hand and waved, and all the swords returned.
On top of the sword tower, the long swords gathered again.
Han Muye’s gaze landed in front of the sword pagoda.
There was a sword cultivator in a green robe.
The sword cultivator looked up, and the supreme light in his eyes collided with Han Muye.
“It’s you!”
The sword cultivator looked at Han Muye, astonishment flashing across his weathered face.
Han Muye bowed slightly and cupped his hands.
He had seen this person before.
When he collected the Six Stalwart Pavilion on the Scattered Stars Island, he had seen it in the sword memories of the Six Stalwart Pavilion and faced this person head-on.
“To think that in this world, there would be such a talented individual like you. In such a short time, you’ve grown into a formidable opponent even I can’t fully comprehend.”
Staring at Han Muye, the sword cultivator spoke softly.
The sword cultivator scrutinized Han Muye and suddenly said, “You are the heir of Murong Zheng, aren’t you?”
Murong Zheng, the Lord of the Divine Court in this realm.
Han Muye nodded.
Indeed, he could be considered the inheritor of the Divine Emperor.
Most of his opportunities came from inheriting the Divine Court.
The various treasures in his possession, the resources gathered from various sources, all were remnants of the Divine Court.
“Sigh, Murong hasn’t given up yet.” The sword cultivator sighed softly and looked at Han Muye with a smile.
“I have to say, you do have some chances.”
“Come, I’m Guan Dongyun of the Mystic Spirit Sword Sect. I once took charge of the Mystic Spirit Sword Sect’s Heaven Patrol Hall and was ordered to hunt down the fiends and traitors of the Luo race. Unfortunately, I died in this world.
“After passing my test, you will control the Nine Essence Sword Tower and obtain the inheritance of my Mystic Spirit Sword Sect.”
The sword cultivator shouted and his body dissipated.
The moment he dissipated, phantoms appeared around Han Muye.
The green phantom emitted the suppressive power unique to immortal qi.
This was a suppression of spiritual energy cultivation. Even if it was just a trace, it could make a Heaven Realm expert helpless.
The power emitted by every figure formed by immortal energy was comparable to Han Muye’s cultivation.
“Buzz!”
Swords descended upon Han Muye’s head, one after another.
The speed of those sword lights reached the extreme.
The sword lights tore through the void, shredding Han Muye’s figure along with it.
But as soon as his body shattered, it instantly restored itself.
“Conscience, is this what it means to be conscientious?”
Shaking his head, Han Muye slowly walked forward.
No matter how the swords pierced into his body and the immortal energy wreaked havoc, his expression did not change at all.
His figure was torn apart and restored.
“Bang!”
After 10 steps, all the green figures dissipated, leaving only a dark golden token on the long table in front of them.
In the Heaven Patrol Hall.
There were three golden words on the token, and mysterious patterns intertwined.
All the illusions came from this token.
Han Muye didn’t know what others saw here and what they would eventually encounter, but he saw this token.
This Hall of Self-Examination had a Sword Dao array and inheritance, but its foundation was the power left behind by a Senior expert.
Guan Dongyun, an expert of the Mystic Spirit Sword Sect who had chased after Zhu Ling all those years ago, had died from serious injuries, leaving behind this test.
Be it the Nine Essence Sword Tower or the other inheritances, they had long been taken away by the Sword Pavilion’s Senior.
In the past tens of thousands of years, Han Muye could not be the only one who could reach this place.
As for the previous scenes, they were all illusions.
However, this illusion was not inferior to the real Nine Essence Sword Tower.
Without the power to destroy the Nine Essence Sword Tower, he could only die.
However, for Han Muye, it was a good thing that he had obtained a token instead of a sword tower.
A Nine Essence Sword Tower was far inferior to the order of the Heaven Patrol Hall Master in his hand.
With this item, he would be able to become a disciple of the Mystic Spirit Sword Sect.
With this identity, he stepped into the Immortal World, entered the Mystic Spirit Sword Sect, and quietly cultivated.
Who would have thought that the disciple sought by the various immortal realms of the supreme realm for five million years, the one who had reached the heavens, would turn out to be a member of a sword sect in the immortal realm?