Maximum Comprehension: Taking Care of Swords In A Sword Pavilion

Yu Shaotang never dared to think that someone would dare to have such courage: "Not only does he want to fight with the divine realm with his soul, he also wants to invade the opponent's space, seize the opponent's plane coordinates, and fight with the opponent's divine realm face to face."

A plane that can breed and inhabit powerful people in the divine realm is so powerful that it is unimaginable.

Obtaining these plane coordinates can trigger a plane battle.

Conquering one of the top planes in the world, for the Pantian plane, is endless wealth and endless resources!

Han Muye not only wants to challenge the Southern Dark God, but also challenges a dimension!

"He is really a sword madman..." Jin Hong clicked his tongue, his eyes sparkling.

Who wouldn’t want to do something crazy like this?

However, the only one who really has the courage is Han Muye!

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The sky and the earth are filled with mountains and ridges, and the mountains and rivers stretch for trillions of miles.

Endless fairy spirit permeates the air, and powerful forces intertwine between heaven and earth.

In a golden hall that covers an area of ​​thousands of miles, a golden figure soars into the sky.

"Lord Nan An?"

"Why would a god leave the divine court?"

From a distance, several spiritual thoughts came to investigate.

As soon as these spiritual thoughts arrived, he trembled and wanted to escape.

"Sword light?"

"What kind of sword is this, and why is it so strong that it can cut through space and travel through the void?"

"Who did Nan An offend?"

A few low shouts, a few souls trying to escape.

But that sword light had already burst out from the temple, sweeping across thousands of miles.

"Bang——"

The temple was directly chopped into pieces by a sword, and the heaven and earth within a radius of thousands of miles were reduced to nothing.

Those spiritual thoughts that came from the exploration were naturally burned.

"Bold, dare to hurt the power of my soul!"

"Who is so arrogant that he dares to be an enemy of the Twelve Gods like us!"

The strong man in the divine realm roared, causing the origin of heaven and earth to turmoil.

Twelve rays of divine light turned into pillars of light, roared down, and shattered the Wanli Temple.

"Buzz——"

In the temple, a divine light exploded, turning into a clear and fiery red sword light that flashed towards the sky.

The sword light chased the Lord Nan An, turned into endless flames, and enveloped him.

"Arrogance."

The Lord Nan An gave a low shout, and his body turned into a huge willow tree hundreds of millions of feet tall.

The green willow branches swayed, sweeping away all the divine flames.

"Ant, how dare you step into my Yusang plane!"

The green willow tree roared, causing the heaven and earth to tremble. Among the billions of miles of mountains and rivers, and the endless green mountains and fields, the power of the wood attribute gathered.

This is the power of a god, which is consistent with the original power of a plane.

Nan An Divine Lord is indeed in the original divine realm of the wood attribute, and the power of the divine realm he controls is like the breeze caressing the willows of the wood attribute.

Caressing willows transforms into wind, gathering and scattering like fire. This is why Nan An Divine Lord can simulate the power of fire and condense the ice sea.

They are all stolen through the evolution of wood power.

Han Muye had seen through the origin of his power before and slashed him with one sword. Not only did he shatter his descending soul, but he also pursued billions of layers of heaven and earth directly into the Jade Sang Plane.

At this time, Han Muye used the power of the divine soul in the divine realm to devour a split soul of Nan An Divine Lord. His strength skyrocketed, and the power of his sword was no less powerful than the opponent's.

The flames were swept away by thousands of willow branches. His figure paused and his long sword swept across, cutting an illusory crack.

"Stop him!" a voice sounded.

"This person wants to lead the other side to connect with this place, so he can't stay!" A godlike figure with a golden ape body flew down and let out a low roar.

"Nan An, what kind of powerful enemy have you attracted?" An old man with a white beard wearing a blue-gray robe arrived at some unknown time, stood in front of the green willow, and spoke in a deep voice.

In front of the crack created by Han Muye, gods flew down one after another.

Endless power restores the shattered world.

In the distance, the power of the origin of heaven and earth descended, covering hundreds of millions of miles of mountains and rivers.

Han Muye's soul stood where he was, with a brilliant light shining in his eyes.

Once he came here, he was not ready to leave.

This is just a soul-splitting power, and even his death will not have much impact on him.

On the contrary, stimulating his own understanding of the divine realm is the greatest gain that can improve his cultivation.

"God Realm."

"interesting."

Whispering in his mouth, he raised the sword in his hand.

Above the sword's edge, streaks of light emerged.

Holding the sword and moving forward, thousands of streams of light surged behind Han Muye.

With one step, billions of sword lights turned into stars in the sky.

Taking another step, all the sword lights on the sword in his hand converged into one.

"I have a sword named Wanjian Guizong."

“It’s only now that I have learned that all the paths in the world ultimately lead to the original path.”

"My origin is the way of the sword."

"A sword has a sharp edge."

With a low cry, the sword thrust out.

Before the sword's edge, thousands of streams of light turned into mountains and rivers.

Before the sword's edge, billions of streams of light transformed into stars and heaven and earth.

All things become one.

The sword transforms ten thousand ways.

In fact, Han Muye was not strong enough to control this sword.

But for him, it doesn't matter if he kills this sword directly. After all, he is ready to give up on this soul.

"Stab-"

The long sword cut through the sky and the earth again, smashing into pieces the place where the strong men of the twelve realms of gods were suppressing.

This is the return of Wan Jian to the clan.

The world's great roads coincide with each other and can be cut with one sword.

This is the ultimate in swordsmanship in the world!

Han Muye slashed out the sword with a smile on his face.

This sword not only shows the power of the divine realm, but also the destination of the sword.

This sword allowed him to see the way back.

With this sword, he can achieve the divine realm of swordsmanship, and even step into the supreme level above the divine realm!

"Enter the divine realm with the sword!"

"This is not the power of the divine realm, this is the power above the divine realm!"

"We can't stay, he is enlightening with the power of another dimension like me!"

Several exclamations sounded, and twelve figures took action together.

Han Muye laughed loudly, and the sword in his hand shattered.

His figure moved and disappeared into a crack in the void.

"If the sealed plane is allowed to send out messages from the Yusang plane, it will be a catastrophe."

"The plane behind this person is absolutely extremely powerful. We cannot let him reveal his location."

Twelve golden light pillars soared into the sky, suppressing the entire plane.

At this moment, the entire plane disappeared into the void, leaving only a void.

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The giant source plane.

A place of repression.

Han Muye, who had closed his eyes suddenly opened his eyes.

On his body, a sword light condensed to the extreme burst out, causing the space around him to vibrate, and cracks tore open.

"The power of swordsmanship surpasses the suppression of this space. How can you achieve the divine realm with swordsmanship?"

"It's not a soul..."

Yu Shaotang and Jin Hong looked confused.

Han Muye used his soul to enter the divine realm before. Why is his swordsmanship stronger now?

"Two seniors, this place is about to collapse. My soul is injured and I need to rest. What should you do?"

Han Muye looked at Yu Shaotang and Jin Hong.

The two looked at each other.

"I will stay and practice in the Heaven-Suppressing Seal, and I will reincarnate and practice again after you take control of the Heaven-Suppressing Sword Sect." Yu Shaotang pondered for a moment and spoke in a low voice.

After all, he couldn't bear to part with the Heaven-Suppressing Sword Sect that he had inherited, and wanted to leave everything to Han Muye.

"I don't care about this. I am reincarnated in the giant source plane." Jin Hong looked around, golden flames rising from his body.

Han Muye nodded and raised his hand.

"boom--"

The land of billions of miles of suppression slowly collapsed.

The golden light of the powerful master of the eight realms turned into a pillar of light, stabilizing the heaven and earth.

At least ten Void Spirits in the Samsara Realm flew away, and hundreds of millions of Void Spirits also scattered and rushed out of the place of suppression.

"Commander Han, why did this place collapse?"

"Commander Han, are you mentally wounded?"

Two figures flew down, looked at Han Muye, and spoke in a low voice.

The person in charge is Guo Yefeng, who is worshiped by the ruler of Wulingzhou.

Han Muye nodded, looked around, and said solemnly: "I am seriously injured and need to retreat immediately."

"Leave the army in charge of Zhang Mingyuan."

"All military merit settlement and exchange will be done after I leave the country."