Maximum Comprehension: Taking Care of Swords In A Sword Pavilion

What does the Eternal Heaven Realm look like?

Han Muye sensed the Eternal Heaven Realm from the war puppets guarding the Imperial City in the Pantian Plane and from the Heaven-Suppressing Seal in his hand, but he could not explain it clearly.

There seems to be a barrier, making everything extremely blurry.

The only thing he understands is that the power system in that realm must be higher than this world.

When his eyes fell on the figure in front of him, Han Muye's fighting spirit surged, and his endless sword power surged up.

Since there is no way to understand the Eternal Heaven Realm, let's just fight and let our strength speak for itself!

"Buzz——"

After thinking through everything, Han Muye did not hesitate any longer. The gray-white sword in front of him exploded, and the black-and-white sword light in it rolled up and went straight into his body.

The white sword light is the power of life and the gathering of endless universes and worlds.

The black sword light is the end of worldly power, the power of God.

These two forces intertwined and circulated, penetrating into Han Muye's body, then colliding within his body, and finally shattered.

Whether it is the endless world or all the power of the gods, it seems that they have reached a balance and then became Han Muye's cultivation power.

A glimmer of understanding flashed in Han Muye's eyes as he stood where he was.

This is the Creator.

Life and death.

Use all your own strength as the fulcrum to leverage the collision of life and death.

Using one's own power of life to control and create all things in the world is what distinguishes the Creator from the realm of gods.

In front of the divine realm, the Creator, who has the power to create all things, can be said to be immortal.

The power of the divine realm can harm the Creator, but it cannot kill a Creator.

To be precise, the Creator cannot be killed. The only one who can kill the Creator is the Creator Himself.

There is life and there is death.

The more of the power of life that the Creator can control, the more intense the power of death becomes.

The more powerful the Creator is, the more tyrannically he controls the power of life, and he creates countless worlds by condensing his power.

Subsequently, the power of death he had to endure became stronger and stronger until it was finally swallowed up.

Unless a Creator never uses his own power of life.

But how is that possible?

If we don't use the power of life, what's the use of becoming the Creator?

Without using the power of life, the strength of that creator is not much stronger than the peak of the divine realm.

When a strong person at the Creator level takes action, it will naturally consume the power of life. The reason why his body is immortal is because of the support of the power of life.

Once this balance is broken, or the loss of the power of life cannot be compensated, and the power of death sweeps across, it will be the beginning of the end of God.

Previously, the Origin Creator said that Shen Mo was a tired Creator, and that was actually true.

The power of life of those who are strong at the level of the Creator is insufficient, or the power of life and death is unbalanced, or because they have been pursuing the balance of life and death for too long, the oppressive power makes them finally give up.

That is Shenmo.

Han Muye didn't think that he would never use his life force.

Now that he has entered the level of the Creator, why would he not use the power of life for the sake of so-called balance?

Besides, he is different from other creators.

The other creators have cut off all the ties, and are now free from worries, and can really not use the power of life for a long time.

But he has an unknown number of bonds with Han Muye, so how could he not use the power of life?

Since you can't maintain balance, use it.

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

"Here comes the sword."

sword.

A green long sword appeared in front of Han Muye out of thin air.

This sword is three feet eight inches long, with a blade two feet nine inches long. The blade is long and narrow, and the sword's spine is intertwined with cloud patterns.

This is a long sword that looks ordinary but is anything but ordinary.

The blade of this sword is the gathering of the power of life, and the edge of the sword is the concentration of all the power of death.

When struck by this sword, the power of death explodes, and the body will immediately break into pieces.

This power of death is not the power of a god, but the power of death controlled by Han Muye himself.

The power of Shenmo that he controlled before is still suppressed in his body and sealed with the power of swordsmanship.

Shenmo cannot be killed, not even eliminated, because Shenmo is the power of death.

"Buzz——"

The long sword in front of Han Muye vibrated, and a trace of cyan light appeared on the sword's edge.

Opposite him, the golden-robed old man showed a smile on his face and raised the sword in his hand again.

"I admire you for being able to carry so many fetters and enter the realm of the Creator."

"If you can be invincible in front of me, I will tell you everything about the level of the Creator."

As soon as he finished speaking, his figure moved and appeared beside Han Muye.

The sword in his hand stabbed directly at Han Muye's neck.

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

"boom--"

The world in front of Han Muye instantly turned into deathly silence.

That is the dead silence at the level of power, the movement of the power of death.

Using the power of death as a means of conquest is almost the battle rule of most creators.

Those who cannot withstand the power of death will be killed.

The Creator is immortal, but if the balance of the power of life and death is destroyed, he will naturally die.

"when--"

A long green sword blocked the old man's sword.

On the two long swords, the flowing golden light exploded and eroded each other.

This collision of forces is completely different from the previous battle.

If Han Muye had taken this sword with his previous divine cultivation, he would probably have fallen into a passive stalemate even if he was undefeated.

At this time, it was extremely easy for him to take this sword again.

The edge of his sword just turned, and the power of death rushed over, making the opponent's sword glow with layers of green-gray light.

The collision of the forces of life and death.

Looking back at the previous fight, the man in front of me clearly didn't try his best.

Now is the real confrontation at the level of the Creator, the operation of the most peak power in the world.

The power revealed on the edge of the sword became more and more dazzling.

"boom--"

After countless fights, Han Muye and the old man in front of him each took a step back.

"With your level of strength, you'd better come to Eternal Heaven Realm as soon as possible."

"Only the Eternal Heaven Realm is a suitable place for your cultivation."

"Only in the Eternal Heaven Realm will you discover what is true and what is false."

The old man in front of him sheathed his sword and looked at Han Muye.

"The entrance to the eternal heaven is in the Divine Abyss of All Spirits, and its location is——"

Before the old man finished speaking, his body suddenly shook.

"Remember, don't use the power of the Creator after you leave this place, otherwise you will be infected by the gods."

With the last instruction, the old man dispersed.

Han Muye felt that on the stone platform in front of him, layers of repulsive forces were pushing towards him, trying to push him away from the stone platform.

Han Muye's eyes shone with deep divine light. He did not retreat, but concentrated and sealed his life and death power, making his cultivation realm seem to return to the peak of the divine realm.

The old man was right. If he used the power of the Creator level at this time, it would trigger the backlash of Shenmo's power.

He needs to get the last Heaven-Suppressing Seal to suppress the power of Shenmo.

"I'm very curious, what kind of treasure is this stone platform, or is there some secret in the Eternal Sky Realm that cannot be known to outsiders."

Lowering his body slightly, Han Muye pressed his palms to the ground.

The stone platform trembled, and a memory image like a long river appeared in Han Muye's mind.

"Is this the eternal heaven?" (End of this chapter)