Maximum Comprehension: Taking Care of Swords In A Sword Pavilion

What exactly is the Eternal Heaven like?

Han Muye had sensed the Eternal Heaven from the Puppet Fighters guarding the imperial city of the Great Pantheon Plane and from the Heaven-Stabilizing Seal in his hand, yet he couldn’t describe it clearly.

It seemed as if there was a barrier making everything incredibly blurred.

The only thing he was certain of was that the power system within that heavenly domain was definitely superior to this side of heaven and earth.

His gaze fell on the figure before him, and battle intent surged within Han Muye, an endless tide of sword power rising up.

Since there was no way to understand the Eternal Heaven, why not fight a battle and let strength do the talking!

“Hum—”

Resolving to understand it all, Han Muye hesitated no more; the greyish-white longsword in front of him exploded, and the Black and White Sword Light within it cascaded directly into his body.

The white sword light, the power of life, was a congregation of endless Qiankun Worlds.

These two forces intertwined and cycled through, penetrating Han Muye’s body, then colliding within him, and finally shattering with a thunderous explosion.

Whether it was the boundless worlds or all the God-Ending Power, they seemed to achieve a balance and then became the cultivation power of Han Muye.

Standing in place, a flicker of enlightenment flashed through Han Muye’s eyes.

This is the creator.

Life and death.

Using one’s own power as a fulcrum to leverage the collision of life and death.

To control and create all things in the world with one’s own life force is what distinguishes a creator from the Divine Realm.

In front of the God Realm, a creator with the power to create all things can be said to be undying.

The Power of the Divine Realm can injure a creator but is unable to kill one.

To be exact, a creator cannot be killed, and the only one who can kill a creator is the creator themselves.

Where there is life, there is death.

The more life force a creator can control, the more intense the Death Force becomes.

The more powerful the creator, the more vigorous their control over life force and the more worlds they have created with their power.

Accordingly, the Death Force they must withstand grows more intense until it eventually consumes them.

Unless a creator never makes use of their own life force.

But how could that be possible?

If one does not use life force, then what’s the purpose of becoming a creator?

If one does not use life force, then a creator’s strength is not much stronger than those at the peak of the Divine Realm.

When a Creator Level powerhouse makes a move, naturally it consumes life force; their undying bodies are also due to the support of life force.

Once this balance is broken, or if the amount of life force cannot be replenished and the Death Force sweeps in, that marks the beginning of the God-Ending.

The Primordial Creator previously said the God-Ending is when a powerful creator grows weary, and indeed, that’s entirely correct.

At the Creator Level, if one’s life force is insufficient, or if the power of life and death becomes imbalanced, or perhaps due to the prolonged pursuit of a balance between life and death forces, the compressive force eventually leads one to give up.

That marks the God-Ending.

Han Muye didn’t feel that he would never make use of the life force.

Now that he had stepped into the Creator Level, why would he refrain from using his life force just for the sake of so-called balance?

Moreover, he was different from other creators.

Other creators cut off all ties and had no attachments, truly capable of not using life force for a long time.

But Han Muye had countless ties, so how could he possibly not use life force?

Since balance couldn’t be maintained, then it should be used well.

Gazing at the empty space in front of him, Han Muye whispered softly.

“Sword.”

Sword.

A blue longsword appeared out of thin air in front of Han Muye.

This sword was three feet and eight inches in length, with a two-feet and nine-inches long blade, a narrow edge, and intertwining cloud patterns on the sword spine.

This was an ordinary-looking longsword that was anything but ordinary.

The body of this sword was a convergence of the life force, while the sword edge was condensed with all the death force.

Being struck by this sword meant the eruption of Death Force, leading to the immediate shattering of the body.

This power of death was not the God-Ending Power, but the Death Force that Han Muye controlled himself.

The Power of the Eddy of God he had controlled before was still suppressed within his body, sealed with the power of the sword.

The God-Ending cannot be killed, nor can it be expelled, because it itself is the power of death.

“Buzz—”

The three-foot-long sword in front of Han Muye vibrated, and a trace of blue Flowing Light seeped from the sword edge.

Across from him, the Golden Robe elder revealed a smile, and raised his long sword again.

“To bear such burdens and step into the Creator Realm, I admire you,” said the Immortal Sovereign.

“If you can remain undefeated for a hundred moves before me, I will tell you everything about the Creator Level.”

As his voice fell, his figure moved and appeared beside Han Muye.

His sword stabbed directly towards Han Muye’s neck.

The power contained in this sword was completely different from before.

“Boom—”

The space before Han Muye instantly transformed into silent desolation.

This was a silent desolation on the level of power, the operation of the power of death.

Using the power of death as a means to subjugate others was almost the fighting rule of most creators.

If one could not withstand this power of death, they would be slain.

Creators do not die, but if the balance of the power of life and death is broken, naturally they would perish.

“Clang—”

A Blue Longsword blocked the elder’s sword.

On both swords, the clashing golden light exploded, eroding each other.

Such a collision of forces was entirely on a different level from the previous battle.

If Han Muye had faced this sword with his prior Divine Realm Cultivation, even if he hadn’t been defeated, he would have fallen into a passive deadlock.

This time, he received the sword with much ease.

With a mere twist of his sword, the Death Force rolled over, causing the opponent’s sword light to emanate layer upon layer of pale grey Flowing Light.

The clash of the forces of life and death.

Looking back at the previous exchange, it was clear that the elder had not exerted his full strength.

Now, it was a true confrontation at the Creator Level, a manipulation of the most peak forces in all existence.

The sword edge shone with an increasingly brilliant force.

“Boom—”

After an unknown number of clashes, Han Muye and the elder both took a step back.

“With such strength, you should come to the Eternal Heaven sooner rather than later,” said the elder.

“Only the Eternal Heaven is the place suitable for your cultivation.”

“Only when you reach the Eternal Heaven will you realize what is real and what is illusory.”

The elder sheathed his sword and looked at Han Muye.

“The entrance to the Eternal Heaven is in the Myriad Spirit Divine Abyss, its location—”

The elder did not finish speaking when his figure suddenly began to tremble.

“Remember, do not use the Creator’s power outside of this place again, or else you will be contaminated by the God-Ending.”

With that final admonition, the elder’s figure dispersed.

Han Muye felt repulsive forces from the stone platform in front of him, pushing him away from the platform.

Deep divine light shone from Han Muye’s eyes. He did not retreat but instead gathered and sealed his power of life and death, making his cultivation realm seem to return to the peak of the Divine Realm.

The elder was right; if he used Creator-Level powers now, it would trigger a backlash from the God-Ending Power.

He needed to obtain the last piece of the Heavenly Seal to suppress the God-Ending Power.

“I am very curious, what treasure is this stone platform, or does the Eternal Heaven hold some secret that must not be known to outsiders?”

Bending slightly, Han Muye placed his palm on the ground.

The stone platform rumbled as if a long river of memories began to surface in Han Muye’s mind.

“Is this the Eternal Heaven?”

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