Maximum Comprehension: Taking Care of Swords In A Sword Pavilion

“Boom——”

Between heaven and earth, endless lightning-like Flowing Light dazzled down.

This Flowing Light tore through billions of levels of void, like a giant dragon, converging toward the direction of the Eternal Sword Platform.

At this moment, all the cultivators beneath the Eternal Sword Platform had their eyes wide open.

The sword intent on their bodies swelled uncontrollably.

The three-foot-long swords they wore vibrated uncontrollably, resonating loudly.

“Sword Dao Harmony?”

“Is my path of the Sword Dao about to produce a Creator?”

“How is that possible? Isn’t it said that the sharpness of the Sword Dao makes a second creator impossible?”

If a Sword Dao Creator were to be born above the Eternal Sword Platform, it would be the glory of the Sword Dao Divine Court and perhaps even herald the return of the Sword Dao to the myriad worlds!

“Buzz——”

Within the void, several figures appeared.

As soon as these figures appeared, the divine light of the Sword Dao between heaven and earth was fixed in place.

Creator!

The figures that had arrived were all creators at the peak level of this world!

Each of these peak-level powerful beings could suppress myriad planes and forge a major path in the world.

The Creator is the pinnacle of cultivation in this world.

After the Creator comes the God-Ending, the start of the decay of all things in the world.

“Marquis Su Ming, he seeks to achieve a Creator-Level through the Sword Dao?” a black-robed elder with dazzling divine light in his eyes asked, “There can only be one Creator in a path, and there is already a powerful being at the creator level from the Sword Dao practicing in the Eternal Heaven, could it be——”

Could it be that this creator has already perished?

Isn’t the Eternal Heaven said to be the final resting place for the creators of the world, where both creators and those in the God-Ending stage seek to enter for immortal life?

If it is indeed a place of immortal life, then why would there be a collapse?

If there is no collapse, then it is not possible for another Sword Dao Creator to exist in the world.

“His strength in the Sword Dao is indeed powerful, but it is still not possible for him to become a creator.” Another creator-level elder wearing a golden crown shook his head firmly, his expression resolute, “The last Sword Dao Creator was the founder of the Sword Dao Divine Court.”

“He left behind this Eternal Sword Platform, but not for his descendants to inherit the Sword Dao and reach creator level.”

It is not for letting successors become creators.

The other creator-level beings looked at each other briefly then turned their heads, their gazes directed toward the top of the Eternal Sword Platform, towards a pavilion.

“Buzz——”

Countless swords and sword intents were drawn by a formless force, converging towards the pavilion.

Han Muye stood before the pavilion, taking a step inside.

“He entered the Sword Enlightenment Pavilion!”

“Even if he cannot become a Sword Dao Creator, he will surely gain unimaginable benefits from it.”

“Every powerful being that has entered the Sword Enlightenment Pavilion is a peak existence within the path of the sword.”

“Do you think he could obtain the recognition of the ancient Sword Emperor Creator of the Sword Courtyard, and become the master of the Sword Courtyard?”

Beneath the Eternal Sword Platform, countless voices arose.

Whether Han Muye becomes a Sword Dao Creator or not, just by stepping into the Sword Enlightenment Pavilion, he is already capable of becoming one of the strongest Sword Dao Sages in the world.

In the Sword Enlightenment Pavilion, Han Muye walked slowly.

The arrangement here was eerily similar to that of the Nine Mystic Mountain Sword Pavilion of old.

Only, the swords here were not placed on wooden racks but hovered in midair.

Every sword here was not a low-level sword as in the Nine Mystic Sword Pavilion; each one was extremely powerful.

Each sword emanated a sword light that seemed capable of tearing apart heaven and earth.

Han Muye walked slowly forward, raising his hand, a sword fell into his grasp.

“Buzz——”

Sword intent poured into the sword body, and a series of memory images emerged.

In the Futian Plane, Du Chong, a young man famed for his unparalleled talent in the Sword Dao.

He ascended to the Dominance Realm with his Sword Dao, entered shatter illusions, stepped into the Half-Step Divine Realm, challenged the Eternal Sword Platform, fell, and left his sword.

That arrogant sword cultivator sat withered on the Eternal Sword Platform, his face full of confusion.

Han Muye’s palm loosened from the hilt, he raised his hand, and another three-foot-long sword was in his grasp.

This sword was five feet long and weighed a myriad jun.

As the sword came into his hand, a cascade of memories surged and appeared unendingly.

The owner of this sword came from humble beginnings, joining the sect as a servant at the age of one hundred and twenty, practicing the most basic Sword Dao.

At the age of two hundred, just before his lifespan was exhausted, by a stroke of luck, he entered the realm of Sword Intent.

Thereafter, his cultivation was like walking on thin ice, and ultimately, he stepped into the Sword Path Divine Realm.

Looking back, he then saw the splendor of the world.

Challenging the Eternal Sword Platform, he honed his sword for three thousand years, and ultimately faced defeat, abandoning his sword and leaving.

Han Muye released the sword, raised his hand again, and summoned another sword into his hand.

Step by step, each sword represented the life of a Sword Dao Sage.

No matter how stunning the talent, how heaven-defying the opportunity, or how limitless the resources, all ultimately met their downfall at the Eternal Sword Platform.

“Is this intended to damage my Dao core?”

Han Muye’s expression was calm as he looked towards a slate-gray stone platform in front of him.

On that stone platform, there stood a figure holding a sword silhouette.

Han Muye took a step forward, soared into the air towards the stone platform, and gripped a three-foot-long sword in front of him.

The figure opposite made a move, thrusting his sword towards Han Muye’s neck.

Han Muye raised his hand and slashed down, deflecting the other’s sword.

Their swords collided, and their figures had already interchanged positions.

Han Muye surged forward, his sword stabbing towards his back.

The silhouette also turned around, swinging his sword to strike.

“Clang—”

The two three-foot-long swords collided again.

The two figures confronted each other on this stone platform using the most primitive Sword Dao techniques.

Thrusting, slashing, lifting, swinging…

The most basic, simplest flashes of sword light, yet each strike carried the power to destroy heavens and obliterate earth.

If they were in another realm, the collision of their swords alone could trigger the collapse of the plane.

Clearly, this stone platform was bound by unimaginably powerful forces.

After clashing with ten thousand swords, Han Muye took a small step backward and looked around.

“This place, isn’t it this realm?”

“This stone platform, is it not within this plane?”

If it were in this plane, the crisscross of sword light just now would have definitely collapsed already.

The figure opposite finally materialized a complete form.

A figure dressed in a golden robe, wearing a golden crown.

“Correct, my true self is in the Eternal Heaven, and this place, is the Eternal Heaven.”

“The last one who made me fight earnestly was Lu Yue.”

“You are not inferior to him.”

The figure looked at Han Muye and then shook his head, “But you lack his panache, unwilling to cut off all ties.”

“Thus, it is impossible for you to step into the Creator Level.”

This is the Eternal Heaven?

This stone platform, is it the Eternal Heaven?

Divine light burst forth from Han Muye’s eyes.

“This is the Eternal Heaven, would the Power of the Eddy of God be suppressed here?”

His words caused the figure opposite to pause for a moment, then shook his head.

“You don’t understand what the Eternal Heaven is.”

“The Eternal Heaven is not as you all imagine…”

Han Muye frowned, but the other party stopped abruptly, aiming the sword at Han Muye.

“If you step into Creator Level here, your cultivation will be suppressed to below that of the Creator once you leave.”

“Otherwise, the Power of the Eddy of God will devour you.”

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