Maximum Comprehension: Taking Care of Swords In A Sword Pavilion



Was this the ability of Heaven Trampler?

It was said that the treasure in his hand was given to him by Prime Minister Han of the Heavenly Mystic.

They couldn't even muster envy for such a situation.

As they proceeded, they encountered more and more exotic beasts, and their combat strength grew stronger.

One of them was the ancient divine beast, Great Jiao, whose combat strength had already reached the level of Dao Ancestor.

In the current cultivation world, this combat strength could be said to be at the top.

Its double horns rammed, its four limbs pounded, its movements reaching incredible speed, and each strike was capable of shattering the void.

The power of this divine beast directly blocked their path, and none of the sword cultivators were able to break through.

No matter how strong the sword light was, it did not even leave a red mark on the divine beast.

"It resembles a dog but with leopard markings, its horns are like those of a bull, and its sound is like a barking dog. This is an auspicious beast!" exclaimed Li Qingshi, holding a scroll in his hand with excitement.

"It is said that wherever this beast resides, there will be abundant harvests of the five grains and widespread presence of spiritual herbs," added another white-bearded elder, his face filled with joy.

The appearance of such a place meant that they were not far from the ancient divine court's herb garden!

"This beast is definitely powerful. Its combat strength is monstrous. I'm afraid…"

Before an elder could finish speaking, Huang Six took a step forward on the flying ship.

A shadowy silhouette of a demonic dragon appeared around him as he unleashed a 10,000 feet demonic light, which transformed into an illusion, and then he struck down with a punch.

"Bang!"

The fist landed between the two horns on the Jiao's head, causing the 3,000-foot-tall divine beast, whose demonic aura soared into the sky, to stagger. Then it fell to the ground and struggled, unable to get up.

One punch.

The divine beast that had previously proved invincible against dozens of sword cultivators was now brought down by a single punch from this individual.

Huang Six took a few steps forward and stepped on the big-horned Jiao's neck. "Submit," he said, "Become a guardian beast for my little girl, or else I won't hesitate to skin you and pull out your tendons to create a divine treasure."

The reason why Divine Beasts were called Divine Beasts was not only because they were powerful, but also because their souls were clear and their intelligence was higher than cultivators.

At Huang Six's feet, the Great Divine Beast Jiao did not even hesitate. It opened its mouth and spat out a ball of golden blood essence.

Huang Six laughed and handed the blood essence to Huang Zhihu.

A guardian beast for protection!

By refining this cluster of essence blood, not only would one greatly benefit in terms of personal cultivation, but one would also acquire a formidable divine beast capable of battling Dao Ancestors to serve as a guardian.

Yunduan looked at Huang Zhihu enviously.

As expected, she had a good father…

"Father, I'm a sword cultivator. With the help of many sword cultivators, why would I need a protective spiritual beast?" Huang Zhihu's face flushed with pride as she said loudly.

Her words caused the sword radiance to surge from the sword cultivators standing behind her.

So what if it was a divine beast at the Dao Ancestor Realm?

ƥαṇdα-ηθνε|·ƈθm With the power of their sword formation, they could still slay it without hesitation.

"Let's give it to Mother. With a divine beast as her protector, we can be more at ease," Huang Zhihu said.

Huang Six smiled and nodded before landing beside Lu Qingping.

When the flying ship left again, Lu Qingping had a small lynx-like beast in her hand.

In this chaotic land, there were not only exotic beasts but also many remnants of ancient puppets.

Various guardian puppets dressed in battle armor, not only possessed formidable combat power but also exhibited fearless determination in the face of death.

To defeat such puppets, one needed to have overwhelming strength.

When a battalion of 3,000 soldiers blocked their path, Han Muye took action for the first time.

The soldiers in the battalion had solemn expressions, wielding their long spears with fierceness. Their formation was solid, and their killing intent was so strong that even the void beasts dared not approach.

The crucial point was the military commander standing before these soldiers. There was a gleam of spirituality in his eyes, and a halo of light surrounded his body, with a faint hint of green aura flickering.

"The Left Imperial Court of the Divine Court is here to protect you. All unauthorized people, retreat…"

The general was wearing the armor of a fifth-grade Divine Court guard general. He unsheathed the long sword in his hand with a resolute expression.

As his voice fell, the surrounding void trembled with spiritual light. The power of the military formation converged behind him, transforming into a thousand-foot-long spear pointing forward.

The long spear whistled through the void, colliding with the flying boat.

The void shattered inch by inch as the long spear pierced through, and the gathered spiritual light enveloped an area of hundreds of miles, imprisoning everything within.

All the individuals' souls seemed to be stirred by the long spear, causing the void beasts to tremble uncontrollably.

Huang Six stood up on the flying ship.

Before he could attack, Han Muye had already taken a step forward and blocked the spear.

He raised his hand and unsheathed his sword.

"Clang—"

The long sword emerged from its scabbard, emanating an awe-inspiring brilliance, as its blade collided with the spearhead of the long spear.

Not giving an inch!

Behind Han Muye, a faint Essence Soul appeared.

With the combined power of the divine beast Baxia's dominance and his unparalleled mastery of swordsmanship, not even the ancient divine formation could make him retreat an inch!

Even if this spear could shatter the void and possess a strength that surpasses that of a Dao Ancestor, it still couldn't make Han Muye take a single step back.

As the sword clashed with the long spear, all the soldiers trembled, their once solemn faces now filled with astonishment.

"Boom!"

He thrust his sword forward, and the spear shattered.

"How dare—"

The sword-bearing military general's expression turned solemn. With a low shout, he leaped into the air, wielding his sword with both hands, and brought it down towards Han Muye's head.

The sword radiated with dazzling light, and the sound of its descent was like thunder.

Han Muye raised his hand, and the sword edge trembled slightly as the two swords collided.

"Clang—"

The heavy blow of the general's sword was easily blocked.

The general's expression drastically changed as he tried to draw his sword, but he felt that his sword was stuck to Han Muye's sword and couldn't be pulled back at all.

"Ho—"

He directly abandoned his sword, took a step forward, and punched towards Han Muye's chest.

The punch was powerful and heavy, with the illusion of nine bull heads appearing behind him, intertwined with golden dragon shadows.

Han Muye put away the sword in his hand, then grabbed the general's sword and slowly moved his left hand.

"Boom!"

The general's punch, as if capable of shattering mountains and rivers, came to a halt three inches in front of Han Muye's left hand.

All the forces came to a sudden halt, creating a gust of formidable wind.

His eyes widened as he looked at the green jade token in Han Muye's hand and trembled.

"Your Majesty…"

Slowly kneeling in front of Han Muye, the general's face was covered in tears.

"I am Xia Zhenhu, the guardian of the Left Imperial City for over 400,000 years, and I have finally witnessed Your Majesty's return…"

Han Muye put away the identity token with the words "Murong Zhengyin" engraved in gold and said calmly, "Get up."

…

A thousand soldiers formed a formation, clearing the way in front of the flying ship.

Xia Zhenhu stood by Han Muye's side on the flying ship, standing tall and tense like a spear.

Han Muye remained silent and instead held Xia Zhenhu's sword in his hand, infusing a faint spiritual energy into it.

"Buzz!"

The long sword trembled lightly, and a series of images appeared in Han Muye's mind.

This standard ceremonial sword was crafted by the ancient Divine Court specifically for the leading military commanders.

The sword itself is of ordinary artifact level, but the materials used for its construction are of excellent quality.

The long sword contained Xia Zhenhu's countless years of memories.

Not too complicated.

He was originally a general specializing in battlefield tactics, but after numerous achievements, he was reassigned to serve as a guard general in the divine court.

Later, when Marquis Zhenyang betrayed and the divine court collapsed, he and some military commanders guarded the Imperial Medicine Garden and the scattered remnants of the divine court that fell in this area.

For countless years, they have been stationed here, awaiting the return of the Divine Emperor.

Due to the presence of powerful and dangerous beasts scattered around this world, they were afraid that outsiders would discover this place. Therefore, they have remained here without making contact with the outside world.

"Xia Zhenhu, Zhu Yuanshan, Duan Min, Lu Jusheng…"

As Han Muye heard the names of each war general, he couldn't help but feel a sense of emotion.

These people have been stationed here for countless thousands of years, waiting for the return of the Divine Emperor to revive the Divine Court.

They are unaware that the Ancient Divine Court has long since collapsed and is no longer possible to return to.

"I'm not the Divine Emperor you're waiting for. He has already sacrificed himself to seal the Immortal Ascension Platform."

Han Muye let go of his sword and said softly.

He was unwilling to lie to Xia Zhenhu.

A tremor ran through Xia Zhenhu's body, and a hint of sorrow flashed across his face.

Nodding, he whispered, "I know.

"But if you possess the personal seal of the Divine Emperor and have come here, then you must be the appointed successor of the Divine Emperor," Xia Zhenhu said.

"Our guards will listen to your orders."

At this point, he cupped his fists and bowed. "Greetings, Young Emperor!"

Han Muye pondered for a moment and nodded.

Everyone has their own convictions.

The old members of the divine court were determined to see the Divine Emperor again, rebuild the divine court, and restore its glory.

They respected themselves as Young Emperors, unwilling to let their inner convictions crumble.

"I'm going to open the Imperial Medicine Garden," Han Muye said as he looked at Xia Zhenhu.

"Young Emperor, there are countless immortal herbs in the Imperial Herb Garden that have turned into demons. Among them, there are even peerless demons with monstrous combat strength. We had no choice but to seal it with a protective array. It has not been activated for countless years." Xia Zhenhu bowed and cupped his fists.

The immortal herbs had already become demons.

There was also a peerless demon that even the guards of the Divine Court could not suppress.

Han Muye narrowed his eyes.

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