Maximum Comprehension: Taking Care of Swords In A Sword Pavilion

“Han Muye, think carefully. This is a Heavenly Demon who has been domineering for 10,000 years.” Daoist Dayan’s voice sounded.

Daoist Dayan appeared beside him and said in a low voice, “Back then, he didn’t even kill it with a single strike, leaving behind future trouble.”

This Heavenly Demon was one of the three great cultivators who had been killed by Sword Master Yuan Tian back then.

However, this Heavenly Demon had secretly survived with a mystic technique and even occupied the skeleton of another great demon.

“If you want to leave, it’s not too late.” Daoist Dayan took a deep breath and said in a low voice, “Back then, it also encountered a powerful enemy and had no choice but to retreat temporarily.”

He did not cultivate the sword to seek death.

Sword cultivators would break easily if they were too rigid.

There was no shame in leaving that day.

It was normal to not be a match for the Heavenly Demon from the ancient times.

Today, countless cultivators did not have much to do with Han Muye. Even the Mu family’s patriarch was only familiar with him and could not be considered to be close to him.

If he left today, Han Muye’s Dao Heart would not be damaged much.

Hearing Daoist Dayan’s words, Han Muye chuckled.

Leave?

How could he leave without his sword out?

In his palm, the black sword vibrated.

“Daoist Dayan, can you help me again?”

Assist again?

Daoist Dayan looked at Han Muye and gritted his teeth. “I’m resigned to my fate. If I don’t die this time, I’ll acknowledge you as my master in the future.”

With that, he turned into a breeze and landed on the black sword.

Han Muye laughed and took a step forward.

“This is the sword you’ve been looking for, right?”

Han Muye shouted, and spatial power circulated on the black sword.

Hearing Han Muye’s words, the flames in the eyes of the huge beast below condensed. All the soul-eating demons that rushed out surrounded Han Muye.

“Give it to me.”

“I want to leave this world.”

The great beast roared and flew into the sky.

“You want this sword?” Han Muye narrowed his eyes and gently let go.

“That depends on whether you can block my sword.”

He put one hand behind his back and pointed to the front with the other hand gently.

At this moment, the image of Mo Yuan attacking and Sword Master Yuan Tian attacking in his mind overlapped.

The Sword Dao, path of the sword, way of the sword, all had the same goal.

With a sword in his heart, he pressed forward.

I have a sword in my hand. May the world be at peace.

“Boom—”

Three sword intents rose.

This was the sword intent condensed in Han Muye’s dantian.

The previous consumption was all here.

“Three sword intents!”

“Immortal Han has condensed three sword intents. No one in the younger generation is his match!”

Looking at Han Muye’s three magnificent sword lights, everyone’s eyes were filled with surprise and admiration.

“Immortal Han, you, you should leave…” Someone whispered.

Han Muye, who had three sword intents, left that day. He was the number one person among the younger generation of the Western Frontier.

If he stayed, how could he not die?

“Immortal Han of the Sword Pavilion of the Nine Mystic Sword Sect, if I, Mo Sanyue, can survive your strike today, I will definitely repay you with my life.” Someone looked at Han Muye, who was walking in the opposite direction, and clenched his fists.

How many people could go against the flow before death?

“Back then, on the Cloud Nest Ridge, you attacked in reverse under the siege of a Heaven Realm expert.

“Today, you came without fear before the Heavenly Demon.

“You are a true sword cultivator.”

The person who spoke had a solemn expression.

He stared at Han Muye, who had arrived in the opposite direction, and suddenly shouted, “Fellow Daoists, today, Immortal Han attacked in the opposite direction. After that, we’ll help him leave this place. How about that?”

“What we cultivators want is to be carefree, isn’t it?”

“I, Liu Shengyu, am willing to detonate my soul cultivation to help Immortal Han leave. Is there anyone who wishes to do so?”

He detonated his soul cultivation to help Immortal Han leave!

“Alright.” Not far away, Wanyue, who was dressed in white, opened her eyes calmly.

“Hehe, I can give it a try.” An old man at the fifth level of the Golden Core Realm laughed.

“Husband, I’ll stay with you.” Fairy Peony reached out and held the Mu family’s patriarch’s arm. Then she said softly, “Let’s help him leave.”

Patriarch Mu turned around and looked in the direction of the countless soul-eating demons.