Maximum Comprehension: Taking Care of Swords In A Sword Pavilion

The incarnation of the divine beast had returned from the battle. His true body had also gained a lot.

After three years of closed-door cultivation, his cultivation had stabilized at the Divine Transformation Realm.

"Minister Han, the entire Immortal Spirit World is under pressure. The pressure on the front line is too great. Minister Han, please make a decision." Qian Yiming, who had been guarding outside Han Muye's quiet room, bowed and reported.

Ever since Han Muye led 10,000 Heaven Realm experts to attack, wreaked havoc in the Immortal Spirit World, and saved the Desolate Wilderness, the Immortal Spirit World had not stopped.

Over the past three years, tens of millions of troops from the Immortal Spirit World had been attacking non-stop. The top experts had taken turns to attack.

The defense line of the Heavenly Mystic World had been reduced by 300,000 miles.

If not for Han Muye's immortal treasure alms bowl at the front line, the army of the Immortal Spirit World would have probably broken through their first defense line.

When Han Muye arrived at the hall, Yunduan and the meeting officer in charge of the frontline military report rushed over.

According to the report, the pressure on the front line was huge.

The casualties sent by Lu Yang, Xiao Lingshan, and the other commanders made Yunduan afraid to look.

"Minister Han, we can't deduce what kind of backup plan the Immortal Spirit World has, nor can we deduce if they really want to fight or if they're just trying to regain their dignity."

Below, a solemn-looking young man in a green Confucian robe cupped his hands.

His name was Zhuang Zizhong. Originally a student at the Imperial Academy, he was recruited as a councilor and had since demonstrated his military talents. He was now fully responsible for the military intelligence beyond the borders.

In the process of getting along with the officials and generals of the dynasty, those who were truly talented would stand out.

Some things could not be helped.

Even a general who had commanded an expedition for a thousand years might not have broader horizons than a student who had only studied military formations for three to five months.

Although many people criticized him behind his back, when it came to actual execution, his strategies on paper could really achieve victory in a single battle.

Winning a battle a thousand miles away was no laughing matter.

Over the past three years, the measures set by the military advisors had stabilized the situation on the front line.

A few exciting counterattacks also stabilized his position as a councilor.

On the long table in front of Han Muye, jade slips were placed.

In these jade slips, there were all kinds of developments in the Heavenly Mystic Army and the Heavenly Mystic World over the past three years.

The front line was suppressed, but it had not collapsed.

Overall, the outcome was still far from certain.

The Heavenly Mystic World was prosperous.

The wealth plundered from the Immortal Spirit World was quickly converted and circulated.

All kinds of treasures were refined, and the medicinal pills had long been transformed into cultivation.

In three years, the number of Heaven Realm cultivators in the Heavenly Mystic World had increased by more than a thousand.

These were all achieved through the accumulation of resources.

During the Dao competition, each realm corresponded to a different level of heaven, and the Heaven realm has its own unique power.

The wealth of the Immortal Spirit World not only increased the cultivation of Heaven Realm experts, but also the cultivation and combat power of other Earth Realm and low-level cultivators.

The communication between the Central Continent Imperial City and the Dongnan Daoist Sects was also extremely frequent.

They had to do it frequently. The rise of the Southern Wasteland gave them too much pressure.

The Desolate Wilderness descended upon the Southern Wasteland. Hundreds of ancient divine beasts guarded it.

They had yet to recover their strength, but they could already suppress an area.

Every divine beast had at least the strength of a peak Heaven Realm Nascent Soul.

If not for the lack of resources in the Southern Wasteland, these demons would have long broken through to the combat strength above the Heaven Realm.

These demons often came to the Central Continent to borrow resources.

The key was that there was a loan that could not be returned.

Xiang Lingshuang, who was currently in charge of the Southern Wasteland, looked honest, but he was a demon.

He let the demon race come to the Central Continent, sign agreements, and sell themselves to various sects in the Central Continent.

It didn't matter how long they served, or which sect they belonged to. If they relied on a sect, they would never leave.

At the very least, they were powerful demons in the Earth realm. With their high daily consumption, how could they be supported?

As for forcibly expelling them, powerful demons would immediately come to resist such actions.

Among the great demons of the Southern Wasteland, there were also Minister Han's direct descendants. The Nine-Lives Cat Demon Clan was extremely good at assassination and hiding.

A few Heaven Realm demons directly entered the hinterland of the Central Continent's Dao Sect, left their marks, and left.

The threat posed by the demons of the Southern Wasteland was great, but it made the Central Continent even more united.

After reading all the jade slips, Han Muye sat upright and pondered.

If the great demons of the Southern Wasteland wanted to recover their strength, it was definitely not enough to rely on the support of the Heavenly Mystic Realm.

The front line was suppressed. Although the losses were still manageable, they could not continue to be like this.

After all, there were still many experts who had not chosen a faction and would choose a side according to the situation of the battle.

The power of these experts could not influence the final battle, but they were important bargaining chips.

Strive to gain as much support and allies as possible and win the final victory.

This had always been Han Muye's path.

Allies.

Han Muye's eyes lit up as he said calmly, "I already know and will make arrangements."

After the old man finished speaking, his figure flashed and disappeared.

In the hall, Yunduan and the others looked at each other and dispersed.

Prime Minister Han had just come out of seclusion. It was impossible for him to make a decision based on this information.

How could one take the overall situation of the world lightly?

Zhuang Zizhong and the others heaved a sigh of relief.

Prime Minister Han was not as the rumors said. The sword cultivators spoke and acted decisively.

This gave them more room to advance and retreat.

"Everyone, work hard." Zhuang Zizhong cupped his hands and turned to walk towards the meeting room.

At this moment, Han Muye had already left the Imperial City and was standing by the Yongding River.

The Immortal Ship was still like an immortal city, but there were fewer pleasure boats.

The senators could control the political situation. The scholar carried his sword and ran amok in the world. He fought for power and returned from the wilderness. The Heavenly Mystic World was no longer the Heavenly Mystic World of the past.

The banks of the river were filled with young swordsmen in a hurry, dressed in various colors.

Seeing Han Muye look at the Immortal Ship, a green-robed scholar said, "Brother, don't look anymore. From the beginning of the Heavenly Mystic Dao Competition, the Cloud Brocade Immortal Ship only recruits people who can contribute to the Heavenly Mystic Dao."

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