Maximum Comprehension: Taking Care of Swords In A Sword Pavilion



The void trembled, and the golden halo around Han Muye was instantly frozen.

Even the power that could break through space and time was directly suppressed.

Han Muye's figure, caught between illusion and reality, was completely immobilized under the immense force.

This was the absolute disparity of power; his cultivation and strength were countless levels below the person who attacked him, just like a dragon crushing an ant.

Ever since he stepped into the Heaven Realm until now, Han Muye hadn't felt this helpless lack of control over his own life and death for a long time.

The powerful being within the void casually made a move, suppressing the power of teleportation and holding his life and death in their hands.

Intense spiritual light burst forth from Han Muye's eyes.

It was a stubbornness to remain unyielding in a desperate situation.

"Everyone, after all, he is the one chosen by the Immortal Sovereign. Let him handle it. However, the treasure will go to those who are destined to receive it."

Another voice echoed in the void, and a pair of illusory hands reached for the golden stone tablet on Han Muye's back.

They said Han Muye should go, but they took the stone tablet first.

"Bang!"

The stone tablet was covered in cracks, and golden pages fluttered and scattered.

The stone tablet was covered in cracks, and golden pages fluttered and scattered.

"Hmph, Fellow Daoist Zhu You, you're also at the Heaven Immortal realm. Why are you so shameless?" Someone snorted coldly and slapped down with a pair of illusory palms.

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The golden stone tablet finally shattered, and more pages flew in all directions.

Pairs of hands appeared, coming to grab the pages.

Han Muye could only stare as several pairs of hands grabbed the paper scrolls filled with writings.

On these pages, profound words of the Great Dao were recorded, and each character flickered with brilliance, as if trying to escape from the paper.

If he could comprehend the techniques and records on these scrolls, it would undoubtedly greatly enhance his cultivation.

Perhaps he could even achieve the realm of Heavenly Sovereign by comprehending them.

This was an opportunity meant for him, Han Muye. However, at this moment, he could only watch helplessly as these opportunities were snatched away.

Even if he stared intently, he could only remember a few words from the books.

The words of the Great Dao that required constant contemplation could not be comprehended with just a glance.

The deprivation of this opportunity filled Han Muye with anger.

Baxia, who was pressed under the illusory Heavenly Stele, roared, wanting to break free from its restraint.

The surrounding world constantly shifted and then shattered.

These people fighting for the opportunities paid no attention to Han Muye's life or death.

The collision of the two forces squeezed Baxia's body, which was sandwiched between them, like a thin piece of paper.

"Hmph, just an ant. Since you harbor resentment, there's no need to spare you." A large hand in the void grabbed a golden page and pressed it against the head of the suppressed Han Muye.

As the palm pressed down, the page in its palm shimmered with golden light.

Han Muye stared fixedly at the golden page, and the words on it continued to enlarge and change.

The hand descended like a heavenly curtain, crashing down upon his head.

In that moment, it felt as if his soul and physical body were about to be crushed directly.

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Power gathered around his body. Although his entire body was suppressed and unable to move, his spiritual sword could still move.

"Roar—"

Baxia raised his head and let out a long neigh. A greenish-gray long sword shot out from his huge mouth and collided with the palm above his head.

The long sword collided with the golden page, causing the golden characters to distort and flicker.

Han Muye understood and comprehended these characters, but he couldn't unleash their power.

However, at this moment, he could only give it his all in the fight.

"Spiritual Wind, Heavenly Net.

"Three Divisions, Primordial Movement."

Baxia muttered something that only he could understand.

This voice seemed to mobilize the power in the void, and the writing on the golden page responded, trembling.

The golden page enveloped the long sword, transforming into a golden blade that cleaved the giant palm.

In the void, someone exclaimed softly.

Someone else chuckled.

The long sword that cut open the palm did not stop. It spun backward and stabbed at the surrounding palms.

"The brat is despicable."

"He doesn't know the immensity of the heavens and earth."

Whispers echoed in the void.

Those huge hands spread out and grabbed at the sword.

However, at that moment, the sword suddenly turned, and it cleaved down with a single strike!

The sword's edge was cold, slashing through the cushion in front of the suppressed Han Muye, splitting the jade-colored cushion in half.

"Boom!"

One half of the jade-colored cushion directly exploded, releasing a strange and vibrant power that instantly permeated the surroundings, causing fluctuations in the vast expanse of space within the void.

The other half of the cushion turned into a green light, enveloping the suppressed Han Muye's body. Carrying the remaining half of the Heavenly Stele and some surviving pages within it, it shattered the void, traversed the river of time, and disappeared.

"I will definitely avenge today in the future!"

In the void, Han Muye's voice was filled with cold killing intent.

Those so-called Heavenly Immortals and Golden Immortals who robbed him of his opportunities, treating him like an ant and trying to kill him.

When he cultivated the Great Dao, he would definitely return this grudge!

"Boom!"

Baxia's body broke through the last barrier in the void and disappeared.

"This kid is arrogant…"

"He is indeed someone favored by the Immortal Sovereign, showing some ability."

"The karma has been formed. Let's see if this kid can really make a comeback."

"Hehe, that's easy. As for the prehistoric Baxia Clan, we just have to eliminate them completely."

"It's useless. This child transmigrated from the river of time and has opportunities to begin with. Even if we slay the Baxia Clan, it's impossible to eliminate him."

"Let's give it a try. It's just a small divine beast clan. What harm can they really cause?"

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