Maximum Comprehension: Taking Care of Swords In A Sword Pavilion

Chapter 287: Unsheathed Sword, No Regrets About Life and Death! (3)

Translator: Atlas Studios Editor: Atlas Studios

Everyone shouted and retreated.

However, they seemed to be out of control.

The first to realize that something was wrong were the Mu family’s patriarch and Fairy Peony.

“This is the suppression of the Heavenly Dao!”

The Mu family’s patriarch had a solemn expression as he looked down, his eyes filled with fear. “In the Broken Soul Wasteland, the Heaven and Earth powers are also about to be severed. The legend back then is actually true!”

His words caused an uproar among the surrounding cultivators.

Before anyone could exclaim, a shuddering force surged from below.

The ground rolled, and the skeleton of a 10,000-foot-tall four-legged beast slowly stood up.

“Hehe, there are people in this world who can see through my concealment.

“It’s rare.”

A voice came from the beast’s skeleton.

The voice shook the figures in the sky, making it difficult for them to control the sword light and spiritual energy.

This was the suppression of the soul and the Great Dao.

The power of this huge beast skeleton had far exceeded everyone’s imagination.

The dust scattered, and the skeleton was revealed.

It was 100,000 feet long and had scattered scales.

A penetrating sword mark appeared between its eyes.

At this moment, the eye sockets of the skeleton beast were filled with green flames.

“Actually, you can leave.”

The beast’s fangs glowed green.

The flames in his eye sockets were thrown in Han Muye’s direction.

“I only want the souls of these humans. I’ve never thought of keeping you.”

At this moment, Han Muye’s figure was already in the void, completely out of the beast’s control.

If he wanted to leave, he could just turn around and leave.

As the beast spoke, green shadows appeared on its body and rushed around.

“Soul-devouring demon, Fey, demonic spirits!”

Someone looked at the green shadow and shouted in panic.

Soul-devouring demons, Fey, demonic spirits, devouring souls and possessing humans.

These fiendish demons were not strong, but they specialized in attacking the soul.

Before a cultivator in the world reached the late-stage Soul Awakening Realm, it was very difficult for their soul power to resist the devouring of the Soul Devouring Demon.

Moreover, it was not just one soul-devouring demon, Fey, and demonic spirits that rushed into a cultivator’s divine treasure. There were several or even dozens of them.

Even a Heaven Realm expert’s soul could not withstand the bite and devouring of thousands of soul-devouring demons, Fey, and demonic spirits.

“This is the shadow of the Soul Devouring Demon, Fey, demonic spirits. It’s a great demon that wreaked havoc in the Western Frontier 3,000 years ago!”

“No, it’s a demon. A demon outside the Heaven Mystic Realm. Back then, it caused a great calamity in the Western Frontier and finally disappeared. It’s here!”

Countless terrified exclamations sounded.

The cultivators in the sky were frozen and could not escape at all.

Legend had it that the methods of Soul Devouring Demons, Fey, and demonic spirits were extremely terrifying.

They devoured their souls and controlled their bodies before pretending to be cultivators to survive.

Outsiders did not know that his soul had already been devoured by the Soul Devouring Demon, Fey, and demonic spirits.

“This is a Heavenly Demon.” The Mu family’s patriarch’s eyes lit up as he said in a low voice, “Shaoyao, if you can’t escape, I’ll detonate the power of my soul and send you away.”

Beside her, a complicated expression flashed across Fairy Peony’s face. She did not nod or speak.

Below, the soul-devouring demons, Fey, and demonic spirits were getting closer and closer.

“Actually, there are countless cultivators in the Western Frontier who are under your control, right?”

Han Muye muttered.

He recalled some strange things that he did not understand back then.

Back then, there were always a few swords in the Sword Pavilion whose owners had died strangely.

It was not only the Sword Pavilion. There were also such people in the other sects.

Han Muye raised his hand and pulled out the black sword in his hair.

His gaze fell on the huge skeleton.

“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.

On the other side, Han Muye walked forward with his hands behind his back, like an immortal.

“Okay,” he whispered.

Fairy Peony chuckled.

It was as if flowers were blooming in the spring moonlight.

Han Muye walked forward. In front of him, black sword shadows flashed.

Three sword intents rushed into the black sword, bringing with them a cold aura.

“It’s not enough, kid. These three sword intents definitely can’t stop these soul-eating demons.

“Even if I self-destruct my soul, I won’t be able to stop them.”

Daoist Dayan’s anxious voice came from the sword.

Han Muye’s expression remained unchanged as he looked at the soul-eating demon. His gaze passed these illusory figures and landed on the skeletons below.

Couldn’t stop the Soul Devouring Demon, Fey, and demonic spirits?

Today, he came in the opposite direction just to stop the soul-devouring demon?

How was that possible!

He unsheathed his sword without any regrets!

“Not enough sword intent?

“I have more.”