Maximum Comprehension: Taking Care of Swords In A Sword Pavilion

At the crack, dozens of demonic beasts with different figures rushed in.

“Block the demon beasts!”

“When the Golden Lotus Seed takes shape, it will attract demonic beasts within a thousand miles!”

“Block the demonic beasts first, then divide the lotus seeds!”

The tall young man holding the golden whip took a step forward. The golden whip swept across with dazzling golden light, blocking a fifth-level Foundation Establishment demonic beast. Then he shouted, “Everyone, let’s work together and block the demonic beasts. How about it?”

Beside the magma lake, dozens of cultivators stood up.

It was impossible to get the lotus seeds without blocking the demonic beasts.

“Immortal Han, it’s an opportunity to encounter a treasure. Let’s attack together today and split the opportunity equally.” The young man with the golden whip turned to look at Han Muye.

“I’m He Huangyi from the Summoning Mountain Dao Sect. I admire Immortal Han and guarantee that each of you will have a Golden Lotus Seed, okay?”

The young man had a fifth level Meridian Opening spiritual energy cultivation.

Not only him, but the few people beside him also emitted the power of the Earth Realm.

Immortal Han.

Han Muye of the Nine Mystic Sword Sect.

With so many people here, there were naturally people who recognized Han Muye.

It was a school whose strength was second only to the Nine Great Sects. It had a good relationship with the Spiritual Dao Sect.

He Huangyi looked at Han Muye.

It was generous enough to give Han Muye and the others a golden lotus each.

This was because of Han Muye’s reputation as an immortal of the sword path and the Nine Mystic Sword School.

Otherwise, when they met in the wild, opportunities had to be fought for with strength.

So what if he was an immortal on the sword path?

After the battle on Cloud Nest Ridge, it was unknown how much combat strength he had left.

The legacy of the Nine Mystic Sword Sect’s Sword Pavilion. After the Hundred Breath Heavenly Realm, it was even inferior to a mortal.

The lotus seed pod swayed gently, and more and more demonic beasts surged over.

“Senior Brother Han, I’ll stop the demonic beasts.”

Tang Yunhao stood up.

“Let me do it.” Monk Le stood up and glanced at Tang Yunhao. “If you go, I’m afraid you’ll kill these people too.”

Hearing his words, Tang Yunhao grinned.

The two of them spoke loudly, making He Huangyi and the others look cold.

Han Muye shook his head and waved his hand. “No need to worry. I’ll leave after picking the lotus seeds.”

After he finished speaking, Lin Shen stood up and walked out of the formation disk’s light shield.

In one step, he drew his sword.

“Boom—”

The originally dark underground crack instantly brightened.

Light shone from above.

Landslide!

Earth Crack!

One Sword Splitting Mountain!

The sword marks separated the mountains.

Compared to Tuoba Cheng’s sword back then, it was even worse.

One sword split mountains and rocks.

The mountain range split into two, and the magma lake instantly poured down. The seven Cloud Melting Golden Lotuses were fixed in place.

“Senior Brother Han, please.” Lin Shen turned to look at Han Muye and whispered.

Han Muye stood up and slowly walked over. He walked to the Cloud Golden Lotus with every step and picked six of them, leaving one with three lotus seeds.

“I’ll leave one for you as a chance.”

“You guys have no objections?”

Turning around, Han Muye looked at He Huangyi and the others.

Everyone shook their heads.

The demons who had retreated into a corner shook their heads too.

“Let’s go.”

Han Muye waved his hand and flew away.

Tang Yunhao pulled the stunned Jia Muhe along.

Lin Shen sheathed his sword and flew up.

He clasped his hands together, and his eyes flashed. He looked at the sword mark in the distance and whispered, “The sword technique of the Great Snow Mountain’s Sword King.”

“So, the number one sword of the Northern Region, the Great Snow Mountain Sword King, is Deng Chungang.”