Maximum Comprehension: Taking Care of Swords In A Sword Pavilion

The female cultivator turned around and left. Han Muye took a deep breath and the remaining 19 sword intents in his sea of Qi slowly retracted. The three sword pills in his dantian rotated, suppressed the surging spiritual energy, and quickly followed.

The others protected Han Muye and rushed out of the spatial passageway with thin spiritual light.

When Han Muye and the others stepped out of the spatial passageway, dozens of black-armored demons followed.

Then the spatial passageway completely dissipated, and the pillar of light disappeared.

The dozens of black-armored demons stood on the spot and looked around at the millions of Western Frontier cultivators with blank expressions.

Demons also knew fear.

Han Muye was not interested in turning around and killing those dozens of black-armored demons.

He followed the black-robed female cultivator to the cliff of Cloud Nest Ridge.

Standing on the cliff, Han Muye smiled as he watched countless cultivators drown the Black-armored Demon.

These ordinary cultivators did not know how many times they had been on the verge of death.

When five Heaven Realm demons besieged Tu Sunshi, it was not Han Muye’s sword of the soul that helped Tu Sunshi kill the demons. The Cloud Nest Ridge had already fallen.

If not for the fact that Huang Six had killed a third-level Nascent Soul great demon and the two great demons had defeated or killed Tu Sunshi, then the entire Western Frontier’s cultivators in the Cloud Nest Ridge would probably have blood flowing like a river.

When the evil demon was born, its roar could suppress an area of a hundred miles.

The agitated cultivators below the cliff had no idea that there were countless black-armored demons in the spatial passageway.

If that powerful evil demon led these black-armored demons out of the spatial passageway, all the cultivators on the mountain would become food for the demons.

Sometimes, ignorance was a blessing.

“The duty of the Mystic Sun Guards is to protect Heaven Mystic so that Heaven Mystic cultivators and mortals can live freely,” the black-robed female cultivator said in a low voice.

The female cultivator turned around and looked at Han Muye.

“Han Muye? The caretaker of the Nine Mystic Sword School’s Sword Pavilion?”

Han Muye nodded.

“I have been to the Sword Pavilion on orders of the Minister.”

The female cultivator’s words stunned Han Muye.

He recalled the attention he had attracted when the sword Qi was poured into the Mystic Sun Sword.

He did not expect Wen Xiang to order people to come to the Sword Pavilion.

“After cultivating the Mystic Sun Technique, you have the qualifications to become a reserve commander of the Mystic Sun Guards.”

The female cultivator’s gaze landed on Han Muye, and she said indifferently, “I see that your cultivation and combat strength can rank about 250th among the 300 reserve commanders of the Mystic Sun Guards.”

Han Muye didn’t know if the ranking the female cultivator was talking about included his Ancestral Return of 10,000 Swords or not.

With the Ancestral Return of 10,000 Swords, his sword intent could fight against a half-step Heaven Realm expert. He could suppress the evil demons in the spatial passageway and seal them.

With such combat power, I can only be counted as a halfwit? Han Muye thought.

“Don’t think that just because you have good combat strength and are considered top-notch among the younger generation of the Western Frontier, you can be proud.” As if seeing through Han Muye’s thoughts, the female cultivator spoke indifferently.

“There are 300 reserve commanders in the Central Continent. Every one of them can fight above their level. It’s not difficult for the top 100 to kill a half-step Heaven Realm expert alone.”

That strong?

Is that it, or is she a reserve commander?

In the Mystic Sun Sword that Xia Yi had given him, Han Muye had seen the power of the Central Continent.

However, he did not expect them to be so powerful.

“Then, what about the official commander?” Han Muye asked curiously.

Hearing Han Muye’s words, the female cultivator smiled. “Do you know why the great demons of the Southern Wasteland are attacking the Western Frontier this time?

“They had no choice but to break out of the encirclement and move west because they were suppressed by Commander Qian Yiming.

“How strong do you think an official commander of the Southern Garrison is?”

At this point, pride flashed across the female cultivator’s face. “However, he’s not my second uncle’s match, so he wants to win with military merits.”

Second Uncle?