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Maximum Comprehension: Taking Care of Swords In A Sword Pavilion

Chapter 2026: 838, The premier killing formation of ancient times, the Immortal-Slaying Sword Formation!_2 (Page 2/3)

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A loud shout echoed, shaking heaven and earth, causing turbulence throughout vast distances.

He was a peak Immortal Sovereign!

He was as strong as any powerful being, not a bit weaker.

This shout alone made heaven and earth tremble!

Those remaining peak Immortal Sovereigns, who were ready to strike, paused slightly.

This man was the strongest of the Lingxiao Sword Sect.

To face the all-out and desperate attack of such a strong figure was something nobody wanted to encounter.

With the three-foot-long sword in hand, Chen Ao looked up at the sky, laughing heartily.

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Below, whether it was Lingxiao Sword Sect or the disciples within the sword array of the surrounding Nine Mystic Sword Sect, they all looked up, watching Chen Ao.

Chen Ao’s face was alight with a smile, calmly accepting this respect and reverence.

His gaze landed on Chen Shaodong, his eyes carrying a hint of encouragement.

Chen Shaodong was visibly moved and bowed to him.

Around them, all of Lingxiao Sword Sect’s disciples bowed in unison.

Further away, at this moment, all disciples of Nine Mystic Sword Sect also bowed together.

“Greetings, Master,” Chen Shaodong’s voice rose.

“Greetings, the Great Elder,” called out all the sword cultivators of Lingxiao Sword Sect.

“Greetings, Cloud Ripple Sword Honor,” voiced all disciples of Nine Mystic Sword Sect.

“Father,” Huang Zhihu murmured softly.

Huang Six simply grinned with a smile.

“Minister Han, unharmed I trust,” Old Master Qin Suyang and Xu Zhi nodded lightly with their hands clasped.

In the void, at this moment, all voices seemed to eventually merge into one phrase.

“Unharmed I trust,” Han Muye whispered.

Chen Ao’s face revealed bewilderment.

He slowly turned his head, looking at Han Muye beside him.

“You, are you also a disciple of Lingxiao Sword Sect?”

Han Muye nodded, “Not a disciple, an elder.”

Chen Ao opened his mouth, speaking in a low voice, “My son is taught by you?”

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Han Muye’s expression was composed, “It was just an early education.”

Chen Ao turned his head to look around, his face carrying a trace of confusion: “Then, those sword cultivators, are they also?”

“Though their combat strength is inferior, they still possess the backbone of sword cultivators,” Han Muye’s voice remained calm.

Chen Ao looked around, then at the sword in his own hand, and then his gaze moved up to the sky.

Over there was a Heavenly List.

Atop the Heavenly List, Lingxiao Sword Sect was first.

Nine Mystic Sword Sect was fourth.

Both of these powerful forces were cultivated by the same person.

The very person beside him.

It turned out that Lingxiao Sword Sect’s first place on the Heavenly List was bestowed by him.

“Uhm, Fellow Daoist Han,” Chen Ao clasped his hands together, his expression sincere, “Thank you.”

“From now on, you are the strongest of Lingxiao Sword Sect.”

This statement was very sincere.

“Master Han…” Far away in the sky, a figure standing next to a black Puppet Fighter uttered in a low voice filled with dread.

This Galaxy Universe cultivator, who almost seized the Great Path Golden Beads, now felt an overwhelming fear.

This Master Han, who stirred endless tumults in the Galaxy Universe, also had two forces in the Myriad Domains Battleground that were this formidable.

Then what more secrets did he hold?

Han Muye looked up, his gaze sweeping across the sky, then fixed on the youthful Daoist from the Supreme Path.

The young man recoiled slightly, his body shimmering with golden light.

“With a Divine Soul honed to perfection, let’s see how strong your soul truly is.”

He gripped the golden staff in his hand, and ten dragon-like figures, each as immense as mountains with horns emanating cold light on their heads, charged towards Han Muye.

On the body of each dragon, scales carried the power to tear through the void, constantly twisting.

This was a state where the soul’s strength was condensed to the point that heaven and earth could not bear it.

This golden staff, a treasure of the soul!

Chen Ao raised the three-foot-long sword in his hand, prepared to take action, then hesitated slightly and murmured, “Forget it, I am no longer the number one expert of Lingxiao Sword Sect.”

Beside him, Han Muye’s eyes narrowed, and then he spoke out loud, “Do you still have the strength for one more battle?”

Strength for one more battle?

As the words fell, a three-foot-long sword flew out from below.

The sword was dark as night, resembling the Heavenly Profound Sword, but upon its ten-thousand-fathom-long sword body, endless dim light seeped out.

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