Maximum Comprehension: Taking Care of Swords In A Sword Pavilion Novel - Chapter 414

Han Muye raised his hand to recall the Purple Flame Sword. With the Green Destiny Sword in hand, he moved and the light wings on his back trembled slightly. When he appeared again, he was already 30 feet behind the black-robed Daoist.

In the void, a distance of 30 feet was an extremely dangerous distance!

The black-robed Daoist’s face turned pale. A black shadow exploded and appeared a thousand feet ahead.

“Be careful!”

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Just as he heaved a sigh of relief, the gray-robed Daoist exclaimed.

The black-robed Daoist subconsciously raised a dim light screen to protect his body.

Just as the light screen rose, the Purple Flame Sword appeared under his armpit.

“Slash—”

The sword light cut through the light screen like paper, then penetrated the black-robed Daoist’s body and went straight to his heart.

The black-robed Daoist looked pained. He gritted his teeth and growled. A violent aura surged from his body.

“You want to self-destruct?” Han Muye, who was standing behind the black-robed Daoist, muttered. With a tap of his finger, the Purple Flame Sword twisted gently.

The black-robed Daoist’s body trembled and the spiritual light dissipated.

The sword light pierced through his Qi Sea and cut off half of his jade bone, preventing him from self-destructing.

“Swoosh—”

A foot-long figure flew out of the black-robed Daoist’s head and fled into the distant void.

Nascent Soul.

This Daoist had extraordinary methods. He used self-destruction to lure Han Muye away before he could kill his soul. Then his Nascent Soul took the opportunity to escape.

The gray-robed Daoist looked terrified. He glanced at Han Muye and chased after the black-robed Daoist’s Nascent Soul.

There were countless dangers in the void. When one’s Nascent Soul left one’s body and moved in the void, it was like a three-year-old child carrying a big gold nugget and showing off in a bandit’s nest.

It would be courting death.

From the time Han Muye flew over to the time when the black-robed Daoist’s Nascent Soul escaped and the gray-robed Daoist escaped, the process took less than 10 breaths.

Within 10 breaths, he defeated two Heaven Realm experts with two swords!

Patriarch Tao Ran, who was transcending the tribulation at the back, almost went berserk.

Han Muye looked back at him with a smile.

Although it looked like a simple attack, the power he used was not simple at all.

The speed of the Heavenly Crane Wings, the strange close-combat sword technique, and the power of his newly cultivated Mystic Essence Dao Technique.

Combining the Divine Soul, People’s Will, and Great Spirit could break through all kinds of spells and demonic powers.

That Heaven Realm cultivator’s protective light shield, which could block a Heaven Realm attack, was like a thin piece of paper in front of the power of the Mystic Essence Dao Technique.

This was also the reason why the gray-robed Daoist turned around and left.

Heaven Realm power could not protect him. If he did not escape, he would be courting death.

“Boom!”

Lightning surged and enveloped Tao Ran.

“Good timing!”

Old Patriarch Tao Ran threw his head back and laughed. The fire dragons on his body collided with the lightning and died.

Han Muye was a little envious of the lightning, but he was too embarrassed to take out the Kui hide to absorb it.

This lightning was a calamity for Patriarch Tao Ran, and it was also a good thing to temper his jade bones.

Han Muye stood not far away and watched as Patriarch Tao Ran kept entangling with the lightning, causing the lightning to pour into his body.

This old man’s accumulation was indeed deep.

To other cultivators, it was a thunder tribulation that was difficult to resist. However, Patriarch Tao Ran could resist it so easily and even draw the thunder into his body.

Patriarch Tao Ran’s first step into the Heaven Realm was much stronger than others.

When an illusory figure appeared above his head, the lightning in the sky slowly dissipated.

“Heaven Realm…”

Standing in the void, Patriarch Tao Ran clenched his hands and sighed.

Human Realm, Earth Realm, Heaven Realm.

In the cultivation world, the Heaven Realm was the strongest stage. It was also the stage where one was truly separated from mortals.

This was the beginning of the high and mighty pursuit of eternal life.

Only by condensing the Nascent Soul was he qualified to imagine longevity.

“Patriarch, if we don’t go back now, the Nine Mystic Sword Sect’s sect master succession ceremony will end.

“If you don’t participate in the ceremony, be warned that Sect Master Tuoba will hate you for the rest of your life.”

As Han Muye spoke, he raised his hand and activated a door.

Patriarch Tao Ran had spent a lot of time breaking through to Heaven Realm. If he did not go back now, he was afraid that he would not be able to make it in time for the ceremony.

Fortunately, with the dao mark in the sealing order, Han Muye could directly return to the Nine Mystic Mountain in the void.

Tao Ran looked down at the Fire Source World that he had guarded for many years. He sighed and stepped through the gate.

He was already a Nascent Soul Realm cultivator and a Heaven Realm cultivator. He would not have the chance to step into the Fire Source World in the future.

The two of them appeared again and were outside the Nine Mystic Mountain Sword Pavilion.

“Dong—”

In the distance, the bell on the peak of the Nine Mystic Mountain tolled.

“Patriarch Tao Ran, Elder Han, you’re finally back.” In front of the Sword Pavilion, a few white-robed inner sect disciples looked like they were about to cry.

They had already come here a few times.

Han Muye and Patriarch Tao Ran nodded and flew into the Sword Pavilion. They changed their outer robes into purple robes for the celebration and rushed towards the hall at the top of the Nine Mystic Mountain.

When the two of them arrived, they saw that the outside of the grand hall was already filled with the upper echelons of the various sects who had come to watch the ceremony.

As for the elite disciples and the disciples of the Nine Mystic Sword Sect, they walked along the stone steps below the hall and stood at the foot of the mountain.

In the open area at the foot of the mountain, there were countless loose cultivators who had heard the news from the sects under the Nine Mystic Sword Sect.

This was naturally the case for the succession ceremony of the number one sect in the Western Frontier.

In the hall above the clouds, rows of elders of the Nine Mystic Sword Sect in purple robes stood solemnly.

The Nine Mystic Sword Sect’s Golden Core and Spirit Awakening realms could only be conferred the positions of deacon and elder. At this moment, these hundreds of purple robes were one of the strongest powers of the Nine Mystic Sword Sect.

“You don’t say, but it’s quite impressive.” Patriarch Tao Ran looked down at the cultivators below and grinned.

His words made the sixth level Spirit Awakening Deacon turn around.

“Tao—”

Patriarch Tao Ran’s glare made the deacon pause.

Han Muye chuckled.

In front, an old Daoist was holding a purple silk book with both hands and chanting something.

Tuoba Cheng, who was wearing a golden crown and a royal robe, stood solemnly in front of the old Daoist.

The mountain winds blew, and the chanting of the Daoist seemed to cause the power between heaven and earth to surge.

At this moment, when he raised his head, it was as if he could see countless illusory figures descending from the entire Nine Mystic Mountain.

Perhaps this was the blessing of countless generations of heroic spirits of the Nine Mystic Sword Sect.

“The ceremony is over—”

“Sacrifice—”

Tuoba Cheng held incense sticks and bowed to the sky.

“The 34th Sect Master of the Nine Mystic Sword Sect, Tuoba Cheng, offers his sacrifice to the world.

“The Nine Mystic Sword Sect will uphold the Dao of Heaven and Earth and protect the cultivation world of the Western Frontier. It will contribute to the prosperity of our cultivation world.”

Tuoba Cheng’s voice echoed throughout the world.

A golden spiritual light that could be seen with the naked eye seemed to descend.

“Is this power a kind of hope?” Han Muye looked at the golden light in front of him and raised his hand to hold it.

Indeed, the power of the world was common.

“The Eastern Sea Flood Dragon Clan congratulates Sect Master Tuoba of the Nine Mystic Sword Sect for succeeding to the position. We present you with a Flood Dragon Jade Pearl and 100,000 Spiritual Pearls…”

In the distance, a voice spoke.

In the sky, several dragon shadows flew over.

“Southern Wasteland’s Fox Clan and the White Tiger Clan congratulates the Nine Mystic Sword Sect’s Sect Master Tuoba for succeeding to the position. We present three drops of Ancient White Tiger blood essence and a hundred Jade Essence Pearls…”

A white tiger phantom soared into the sky, causing the world to tremble.

Behind Tuoba Cheng, a golden tiger shadow floated and shadowed the white tiger phantom.

The Eastern Sea and Southern Wasteland were really generous!

At this moment, countless people below the Nine Mystic Mountain sighed with emotion.

This was the might of the number one sect in the Western Frontier.

“The Xuankong Monastery of the Northern Region sends 13 Buddhist bones to the sect master of the Nine Mystic Sword Sect to congratulate you on succeeding to the position…”

“Deng Chungang, Sword King of the great snowy mountains of the Northern Region, sends 300 snow demon sword slaves and 3,000 snow mountain jade lotuses to congratulate Senior Uncle Tuoba on inheriting the position of sect master.”

In the distance, a snow-colored stream of light rumbled over.

“The Central Continent Fujin Trading Company congratulates the sect master of the Nine Mystic Sword Sect of the Western Frontier on succeeding to the position. We present 100,000 high-grade spiritual rocks.”

“The White Deer Mountain Academy of the Central Continent congratulates the sect master of the Nine Mystic Sword Sect of the Western Frontier for succeeding to the position. We present a congratulatory speech personally written by a Confucianist Grandmaster and three literary treasures.”

Central Continent!

The sect master of the Western Frontier sect had actually invited the Confucian sects of the Central Continent to congratulate him!

The Nine Mystic Mountain was in an uproar!

The Nine Mystic Sword Sect’s reputation was really monstrous!

“Boom!”

In the distance, a thousand-foot-long flying ship crashed through the clouds and arrived.

“The Central Continent’s Gunhua Sect is here…

“I’m Fu Yusheng, an elder of the Gunhua Sect. I cultivated in the Spiritual Dao Sect in the Western Frontier a thousand years ago. I want to know what qualifications the Nine Mystic Sword Sect has to take over the Spiritual Dao Sect and become the number one sect in the Western Frontier.”

His voice filled the air, and the endless pressure transformed into flowing clouds that filled the sky.

Heaven Realm.

Third level of the Nascent Soul realm.