Maximum Comprehension: Taking Care of Swords In A Sword Pavilion

Chapter 764 - 764 One Statement Shocks the Eastern Sea, 100 Heavenly Cycle Sword Formations (3)

764 One Statement Shocks the Eastern Sea, 100 Heavenly Cycle Sword Formations (3)

No one in the entire Eastern Sea would be able to escape from his suppression.

“Immortal Han, there’s no way to hide the information in this jade slip. If the Spiritual Armored demons respond in advance…” Gu Yuanlong asked everyone’s question.

How could they hide the mobilization of the entire Eastern Sea’s sword cultivators from the Spiritual Armored demons?

Then the Spiritual Armored demons would hide again, and it would be a waste of time.

They might even arrange in advance to kill the sword cultivators of the various sects.

The Eastern Sea was vast, and the Spiritual Armored demons had too many ways to deal with them.

Han Muye’s expression was calm as he said softly, “Aren’t the army of Crown Prince Yunduan and I dealing with the accidents?”

He waved his hand. Everyone looked at each other and bowed before leaving.

Han Muye, who was sitting where he was, flashed with spiritual light. Long sabers, spears, and various weapons landed in front of him.

Sword qi poured in, and an image appeared.

He stretched out his hand and drew a series of lines in the void in front of him.

At last, the halo in front of him turned into two bright spots of light.

“The deepest part of the Eastern Sea controlled by the Flood Dragon Clan, Sangyu.

“The Eastern Sea’s Forbidden Area. It’s said to be connected to the rift in the Eastern Sea outside the realm, Yucang.”

The Land of Sangyu contained countless treasures. Most of the Eastern Sea Spiritual Pearls were gathered here.

Yucang was a crack that connected the Eastern Sea to the outside world in ancient times. Han Muye speculated that this was the passageway for the spiritual armored demons to enter the Heavenly Mystic Realm from the outside world.

These two places were the places where the memories of the weapons overlapped.

“Pass down the order. Relocate Crown Prince Yunduan’s camp and lure all the sword cultivators recruited to Sangyu.

“Thirty percent of the gains from this expedition to Sangyu will go to the Eastern Sea sword cultivators.”

A black-robed cultivator bowed, took the shining golden spiritual sword, and flew away.

Han Muye stood up and raised his hand. Endless sword light rushed into the sky.

The 36,000 sword cultivators and more than 100,000 itinerant cultivators close by began to gather.

“Let’s go.”

Sangyu!

Within a day, the entire Eastern Sea was mobilized.

The sword cultivators under Crown Prince Yunduan went straight for Sangyu.

After taking down Sangyu, 30% of the gains would go to the sword cultivator.

This was huge news.

The Land of Sangyu was the treasury of the Eastern Sea.

A handful of these treasures could bring a lifetime of peace.

If one could take 30% of the gains in Sangyu, it would be enough for his cultivation in this life!

Most importantly, Yunduan really had a reason to attack Sangyu.

The Eastern Sea Flood Dragon Clan was a bloodline descendant of Marquis Wu and belonged to the Central Continent.

With the departure of the Flood Dragon tribe, it was only natural that the Central Continent’s dynasty would occupy the vacant spot.

Moreover, Sangyu had been fighting with the Spiritual Armored demons and the major sects of the Eastern Sea before and had not decided on a master.

As soon as the army moved, hundreds of thousands of itinerant cultivators came to support them.

For a moment, millions of sword cultivators formed a military formation and moved forward in a straight line.

All the major forces of the Sword Dao were watching. No one dared to stop them.

This way, the itinerant cultivator factions that were originally hesitant would become even more dependent.

Ten days later, Yunduan had two million sword cultivators and countless experts.

Yunduan didn’t dare to believe that she could control so many troops.

“Zhihu, your adoptive father’s order has stirred up a storm in the Eastern Sea. Are these great cultivators all so powerful?”

Standing at the bow of the ship, Yunduan, who was wearing a brocade robe, looked ahead and spoke in a low voice.

Huang Zhihu turned around and looked at the sword cultivator formation behind her. She smiled and said, “Don’t you want to be my foster mother? If you become my foster mother, won’t you know more about my foster father’s ability?”

Hearing her words, Yunduan shook her head with a complicated expression.

“Never mind.

“Too tiring.”

Her words made Huang Zhihu laugh out loud.