Maximum Comprehension: Taking Care of Swords In A Sword Pavilion

Chapter 1984: 820, Return to the Desolate Wilderness, Desolate Heaven Territory Nine Mystic Sword Sect_2

Among them, the strong had already reached the Immortal Lord realm, and there were even Immortal Sovereigns.

When the celestial world and the Divine Realm merged, Our Heaven Continent became the most unique power in the world, with countless strong individuals flocking to join.

Initially, Mystic Spirit Sword Sect had all its sword cultivators join Our Heaven Continent, followed by a large number of elites entering the Nine Mystic Sword Sect.

For these celestial sword cultivators, whether it was Mystic Spirit Sword Sect or Nine Mystic Sword Sect mattered little, so long as the ancestor they worshiped was Han Muye, the Cloud Mist Sword Immortal.

The name of Cloud Mist Sword Immortal had, unknowingly, become the ultimate goal pursued by all sword cultivators.

With the power of one person, he sundered heaven and earth, paving a grand path for all celestial cultivators.

With the strength of a single sword, he shattered the barriers of the Immortal and Divine Realms, henceforth eradicating the separations between them.

The current Nine Mystic Sword Sect was no longer the one from Nine Mystic Mountain.

Whether it was Deng Chungang and others, or Tao Ran and Gao Changgong, these seniors were not considered masters within the Desolate Heaven Territory of today’s Nine Mystic Sword Sect.

“Buzz”

Within the void, golden divine lights twinkled, and distant realms began to slowly merge, with cultivators from some outer realms already rushing into the Desolate Heaven Territory.

In the Desolate Heaven Territory, many cultivators, no longer willing to wait, soared up into the sky.

At this moment, the elites who had emerged from the Divine Domain within the Star River Universe also charged towards their chosen realms.

Taking advantage of the ongoing fusion of different domains, first acquainting themselves with the strengths of all parties, once the true fusion was complete, everyone would be drawn to areas matching their cultivation and combat strength. To reach other areas, they would have to continuously slaughter, defeat opponents, ascend, and rise.

“Han Muye, I want to see the Kunwu you spoke of,” said Lunar Ghostfire next to Han Muye, a trace of nostalgia on his face as he spoke softly.

The duration of the different realms’ fusion was brief, and during this time, Lunar Ghostfire could leave the Myriad Domains Battleground.

For a powerful being like her, participating in the Contend of Ten Thousand Realms held little significance.

Many divine beasts following her desired to return to the Primordial Universe, and even venturing to Kunwu would suffice.

“Heh, I want to visit Profound Heaven,” chuckled Kong Zhongqiu as he gazed toward the Land of Illusion ahead.

As an individual of the highest echelon within the Divine Realm, he had come to the Primordial Universe to validate the Confucian Dao.

Profound Heaven World possessed Confucian Dao heritage, and with the presence of great Confucians such as Huang Tingshu and others, just the hand-written notes shown to Kong Zhongqiu by Han Muye had captivated him.

“I can help you reach Kunwu, and then return,” a voice spoke softly from someone clad in iron armor standing beside Han Muye.

Vast Heaven had the ability to control space and time, and could help Han Muye traverse space to step into Kunwu.

Returning to the Contend of Ten Thousand Realms was challenging for Han Muye; although he could travel to Kunwu with Lunar Ghostfire, the difficult part was returning.

Since Vast Heaven had made such a claim, there should be no issue.

“I wish to visit the slumbering lands of my Golden Crow clan,” spoke Vast Heaven in a low voice.

Before returning here, he had already visited Ziyang City and taken away the ninety-nine Golden Crows that were tugging at the city.

Xu Ziyang had said he wanted to come to the Primordial Universe personally, but currently, he had to carry out Han Muye’s weapon refining plan. When the opportunity arose, he would come to the Primordial Universe.

For a strong individual like him, coming here wouldn’t be too difficult.

The price was something he could afford.

“I, shall go to the Desolate Heaven Territory,” murmured the God-Slaying Puppet Fighter, with golden halos in his eyes.

The Water Goblin should also head there, right?