Maximum Comprehension: Taking Care of Swords In A Sword Pavilion

The runes all over the sky condensed into a sword that held up the sky.

On the blade of the sword, there is an endless divine light that cannot be looked directly at.

Every ray of divine light is a counter-path talisman that can break the heaven and earth.

The divine light on the long sword suppressed the surrounding world, and the bodies of the eight black-armored generals were imprisoned, unable to move at all.

"boom--"

The long sword slashed down, and all the figures rushing towards Han Muye were directly chopped into pieces.

The sword light was so strong that it shook the surrounding world and caused it to collapse.

It's a pity that the chasing black-armored generals couldn't see this scene. If they saw that Han Muye's sword couldn't even bear the power of Xuanjitian's heaven and earth, they would probably run away directly.

This kind of combat power is the best in the entire Xuanjitian.

Among the twelve Shentian Taoist Masters, only two can cause the power of heaven and earth to shake when they take action.

"Buzz——"

After killing the pursuing black-armored general with one sword, Han Muye looked around.

This space was the residence of Xuanji Palace back then.

There are no living beings here anymore, but the endless treasures and countless inheritances accumulated in it are still stored in the halls.

Walking forward slowly, Han Muye saw the mountain gate shining with jade light.

Just the spiritual materials used in this mountain gate can be disassembled to refine a bunch of treasures.

Han Muye took action unceremoniously, smashing the mountain gate into pieces with a sword, and then put it into his pocket.

Moving forward step by step, every time he arrived at a large hall, he would carefully sweep it and collect the treasures stored there.

Just such a sweep, it took him three years to clean up this whole world.

When he turned around, he just let out a long laugh.

At this time, Han Muye's personal space contained thirty treasures that could defeat Shen Tian Dao Zun.

There are thousands of other treasures that can easily suppress the powerful Daoxuan.

As for the spiritual materials that can be refined into Xuanji Taoist Talismans and top-notch treasures, there are countless.

This was the foundation of the first sect in Xuanjitian back then.

"Buzz——"

Between heaven and earth, cracks appeared.

This crack appeared from outside the heaven and earth, causing the entire space to collapse.

One by one, tall and powerful men with extremely dignified auras appeared.

Daoxuan Nine Realms.

God of Heaven.

The true peak powerhouses in Xuanjitian appear in this space one after another.

Seeing Han Muye standing on the top of the mountain, everyone turned their attention to the stretching palace behind him.

"You used the Xuanji Dao Talisman to ruin our ban on the Supreme Realm and stole the treasure of the Xuanji Palace. Do you know your guilt?"

A faint voice sounded.

The speaker was wearing a blue Taoist robe, and layers of golden lotus flowers were floating around his body, disillusioned.

Not only the lotus flowers around him, but also the world around him seemed to be disillusioned layer by layer along with those lotus flowers.

The Taoist Master of Shentian rises and falls with the heaven and earth. This one is one of the twelve Taoist Masters of Shentian in Xuanjitian.

"Fengxuan Dao Zun?"

Han Muye whispered, with a calm expression, looking at the figures slowly descending.

"Xuanjitian has sealed off all parties, why can't others be allowed to resist?"

His words made the expressions of the Shentian Taoist Masters in front become serious.

Some disillusionment or dormant power began to surge in a few people.

Behind them, those Daoxuan ninth-level practitioners quickly retreated.

It is not for them to participate in the battle at the Dao Zun Realm.

"Since they are so stubborn, they can only be suppressed."

The leader of the group, Shen Tian Dao Zun, gave a long shout and raised his hand to pat Han Muye.

As he took action, another Shentian Taoist also dropped a long knife from his hand.

A bright light shone from the long sword, and when it fell, it chopped the world in front of it into pieces.

But then the two Shentian Taoist Masters did not take action, but clapped their palms to imprison the surrounding heaven and earth.

The powerful Shen Tian Dao Zun caused the heaven and earth to collapse, and then made up for it again.

Han Muye looked at the light of the sword and the shadow of his palm that fell in front of him, with a hint of realization on his face.

Why are the twelve Shentian Taoist Lords in front of them so powerful? It's because they are already aligned with Xuanjitian.

Their power has become the support of Xuanjitian.

The Xuanji sky collapsed and they died.

If they die, Xuanjitian will collapse.

"boom--"

Han Muye slashed out a sword light from his hand.

This sword light is not as bright as the sword light in front of it, but it emits a coldness that makes people unable to look directly.

The sword light collided with the sword light, and the roar caused the world that had just been repaired to shatter again.

"Buzz——"

Han Muye didn't wait for those Shentian Taoist Masters to rush to repair the world, and a golden cauldron appeared in his palm.

This big cauldron was obtained from Xuanji Palace and was one of the top treasures.

With this treasure in hand, all the flame power in Han Muye's body stirred up, and then caused the billions of silent flames in the cauldron to rise.

"What are you going to do!"

"This is the Ten Thousand Daos Divine Fire Cauldron!"

Several gods and gods shouted loudly.

Their figures retreated hastily.

But just as they retreated, the flames in the cauldron in Han Muye's hand had already risen and turned into endless fire dragons, catching up with these Shentian Taoist Masters.

"Dao Zhongtian, save me——"

shouted a Taoist being swallowed by a divine dragon transformed into flames.

In the distance, in the void, a palm struck down, smashing the flame dragon into pieces.

As the palm pressed down, the surrounding world turned into illusion.

An old man in white robes appeared in mid-air, holding his hands behind his back and looking at Han Muye in front of him.

Han Muye held the cauldron in his hand, sword light swirled around him, and his eyes met the old man.

"I respect God, you should know me."

With endless depth in his eyes, the old man looked at Han Muye in front of him: "A strong man from the land of illusion, do you really want to destroy this last real land?"

God Zhongtian was indeed tyrannical, and he actually saw where Han Muye was coming from.

Han Muye looked at the Chongtian God in front of him with a calm expression: "I have no intention of destroying the land of reality. I just want the creatures in the land of illusion to truly live in reality."

He stepped out of illusion to find reality, just to become reality.

He can now live forever in reality, but there are still many people he cares about who still live in that illusory land.

The real land has blocked all passages to the illusory land, so that there is no longer any communication between reality and illusion.

"Reality and illusion can never coexist. Illusion will devour reality." Chongtian Divine Lord looked at Han Muye and shook his head.

"With your cultivation level, you won't be able to see through it."

See through.

With Han Muye's cultivation reaching this point, he can certainly feel the irreconcilability between illusion and reality.

The power of reality crushes illusion, and in turn illusion will swallow up reality.

"I want to try."

Han Muye took a deep breath and spoke.

Behind the Chongtian Divine Lord, those Shentian Dao Lords all had angry expressions on their faces.

Han Muye is going to destroy Xuanjitian.

"Fellow Taoist, do you really want the creatures in the illusory land to step into the real land?"

Divine Lord Chongtian looked at Han Muye and spoke softly.

Han Muye nodded.

Divine Lord Zhongtian pondered for a moment, raised his hand, and threw out a piece of cyan jade.

"Back then, the practitioners of Xuanji Palace left this world to find a place where illusion can be integrated."

"This is the mark they left when they left. You can use this to find their location."

"We made an agreement with the practitioners of Xuanji Palace back then. If we step out of Xuanji Heaven, we will never be able to return."

Looking at Han Muye, Zhongtian Divine Master's eyes flashed: "Fellow Taoist, can you agree?"

Step out of Xuanjitian to find a place that can hold illusions.

Xuanji Palace has already taken this path.

Han Muye did not hesitate, raised his hand to take the jade bi, and with a movement of his body, it went straight up to the sky.

He slashed out the long sword in his hand, cut a crack in the sky, and stepped out with one step.

Below, the practitioners of Xuanjitian raised their heads with complicated expressions on their faces.

"I don't know whether our choice and existence are right or wrong." God Zhongtian whispered, and his figure disappeared from where it was.

"Perhaps, only by having the courage to give up reality can we truly step into reality..." Another god shook his head, whispered, turned and left.

…

In the void, Han Muye's figure followed the guidance on the jade, reaching extremely fast speeds.

Around him, endless auras of heaven and earth were stirring.

Traveling through the infinite void, his figure stopped in front of a bright starry sky.

In front of the starry sky, a huge coffin was suspended.

"Senior Brother Zhang Yuan..."

Han Muye looked beyond the coffin to the place where the bright stars gathered.

A smile appeared on his face.

"I see."

"Illusion and reality are but a matter of thought."

"Prehistoric times are both illusion and reality."

Taking one step forward, his figure fell among the bright stars.

"The foster father is back!"

"Master Han!"

"Husband."

"Haha, Brother Han is back."

In the starry sky, the voice of joy sounded.