Maximum Comprehension: Taking Care of Swords In A Sword Pavilion

What was an immortal?

Han Muye had always thought that those who surpassed the Heaven Realm were immortals.

Those transcendent Grand Cultivators were Immortals.

He thought that he only needed to take another step forward to become an immortal.

Until he saw the scene in the Divine General's saber.

Immortal light lingered as the sword slashed down.

Sages, Dao Ancestors, and Divine Venerables.

All the lives that Han Muye thought were already extraordinary trembled under this sword.

"Slash—"

With one sword strike, a Divine Venerable who was covered in spiritual qi and surrounded by the intersecting Great Dao was cut into two by the sword light.

The person holding the long sword was wearing a robe with five dragons coiled around it and a jade dragon crown on his head.

The sword was stained with blood as it slowly pointed forward.

"Tell me, who else wants to die?"

For a moment, all the experts retreated, not daring to speak.

The difference between an immortal and a mortal was like a natural chasm!

He sheathed his sword and said in a lazy voice, "Let's disperse. Isn't it good to let me finish guarding this batch?

"Cultivate well. The Immortal World is a world you can't imagine."

…

This memory was engraved in the Divine General's mind. Even when he fell into the dam, he did not forget it at all.

The sword that killed the Divine Venerable also made Han Muye narrow his eyes.

As a sword cultivator, he was naturally sensitive to sword techniques.

However, he could not sense the source of the power in the sword that the Divine Emperor had used to kill the Divine Venerable.

It was as if this sword directly tore through space and cut off time.

Time!

This sword must be a technique to control time.

Not right.

The Divine Emperor's attack did not seem to have reached that level. Instead, it was the sword that had unimaginable power.

An immortal sword was definitely a sword of immortal treasures.

Memory images circulated in the long saber. Han Muye saw the Divine Court Treasure Vault guarded by the Divine Generals. Countless treasures emitted light.

There were also various precious spiritual materials and spiritual herbs, each of which was worth billions.

Top-grade spiritual rocks were piled up, and there were also immortal spiritual rocks that emitted immortal spiritual energy.

This should be the richest place in the world, right?

Even if Han Muye was knowledgeable, he almost lost his mind in front of this treasure vault.

Who could not be tempted by so many treasures?

The scene changed and suddenly became chaotic.

The shattered heaven and earth collapsed layer by layer.

"How dare you rebel? You're courting death…" The Divine Emperor's lazy voice became angry. There was a rumble and the sound of a sword hissing.

The secret to the fall of the Divine Court!

Han Muye stared at the image, not letting go of any details.

Unfortunately, from the beginning to the end, the only thing this Divine General could do was open the formation of the treasure vault, and then he carried some shattered treasures and ran to a corner.

The entire process was trembling.

It was a battle between supreme experts. Just the power that dissipated made his legs go weak and he could not control himself.

"Boom!"

The array formation of the treasure vault shattered. Countless treasures were wrapped in the remaining power of the array formation and divided into millions of pieces that scattered in the surrounding void.

At this moment, the entire Divine Court began to turn into a vortex.

Han Muye saw the Divine Emperor in the robe being thrown off his throne by a large hand.

The long sword that could cut through time broke, and a section of the blade flew out of the Divine Court.

Cracks appeared in the sky. Divine Venerables and Sages flew into the cracks uncontrollably.

"Seal the Heavens—"

In the void, the owner of the two hands shouted.

The shattered sky began to be locked by dense spiritual light.

"Audacious ant, how dare you go against the will of the Immortal World."

"The next time the Immortal Ascension Platform opens, all living beings in this world will be killed."

In the sky, a blood-colored war spear stabbed down and pierced through the body of the owner of the hand.

The owner of the hand flew away with the war spear.

At this point, all the images of the battle in the Divine Court disappeared, and the memories of the divine general began to become chaotic.

"It turns out that the collapse of the Divine Court and the will of the Immortal World caused the souls of the great cultivators of the ancient era to be lost."

"If not for the dam protecting them, they would have gone crazy and their souls would have shattered."

No wonder it was said that the dam was protecting these ancient remnants.

Without the protection of the dam, this divine general would directly collapse because his soul did not have the Great Dao.

"So, during the Dao Competition, the defeated party's Great Dao will also collapse?" Han Muye's expression turned solemn.

Previously, he had taken it for granted.

He thought that in the Dao competition, victory or defeat would be decided. As long as the loser submitted, he would survive.

From the looks of it, even if he survived, he would die along with the collapse of the Great Dao.

It turned out that the Dao competition was really endless.

Unless, before the final battle of the Dao Competition, he directly crushed the other party's Dao with the Great Dao and turned it into his own Dao.

This was a hundred times harder than when they were fighting for the Dao.

"If I'm not wrong, the owner of those big hands…" Han Muye's eyes flickered.

That pair of hands had once cut off the branches of the Sky Reaching Tree.

This person should be the person behind the rebellion.

Above the Divine Court was the Immortal World.

The big hands were resisting the Immortal World.

The Immortal Ascension Platform was opened once every 100,000 years. All the Divine Venerables, Dao Ancestors, and Saints had ascended to the Immortal World, but there was no news of them.

No one knew where the Immortal Realm was or whether those mighty beings were dead or alive.

"Maybe one of them knows."

Han Muye let go of the long knife and took a deep breath.

He looked into the depths of the empty dam.

There was only one person in the world who knew about the Immortal World, and that was the Divine Emperor who guarded the Divine Court back then.

The immortal sword in his hand knew the secrets of the Immortal World.

After that immortal sword was broken, most of it crashed down with the Divine Court, but there was still a damaged sword that flew away.

If he found this broken sword, he would be able to unlock the secrets of the Immortal World!

"Master, we're rich, we're rich!" Daoist Dayan was excited. He held a few storage bags and shouted happily around Han Muye.

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