Maximum Comprehension: Taking Care of Swords In A Sword Pavilion

Even if his divine body was shattered, as long as the incense burned and the Heavenly Dao existed, he could still regenerate his divine body.

Divine light soared into the sky as tens of thousands of people knelt and worshipped.

“How could this be!”

“Is this the Divine Dao condensed from the power of incense?”

“Reaching the heavens in a single step, it’s really reaching the heavens in a single step…”

In the sky, the great cultivators who retreated all had ugly expressions.

A mere Confucian scholar with only a remnant soul could actually suppress Heaven Realm cultivators like them with just a statement.

In the world of cultivation, what rules were there to speak of?

If cultivation was really that easy, wouldn’t everyone seek incense offerings to achieve Dao?

“The true lord has manifested himself, the true Lord has manifested himself…” Below, the commoners’ faces were filled with joy as they prayed in low voices.

There were not many things that powerless mortals could do.

Before, the only thing they could do was pray that they could survive.

In this vast world, what could powerless mortals do?

Qi Ziyu had displayed his tyrannical strength and he was also the one who worked for the commoners back then. The people were delighted.

In the void, the invisible power of hope became even deeper.

When incense was used to achieve the Dao, the power of hope was the fuel, just as the Confucianist People’s Will.

Qi Ziyu, who was shining with golden light, stood on the waves. Endless water vapor surged behind him.

He used the power of water to condense the Great Dao and established the foundation of the Divine Dao.

The true lord showed his divinity in front of everyone and gathered the power of hope. The Guan Estuary would be his dojo from now on.

Shi Yuanzi’s expression was dark as he looked at the bodies that were swallowed by the waves.

Many of these people were from his Cloud Sweeping Dao Sect. Even his disciples and the young sect master of the sect were suppressed at the Guan Estuary.

How could such a loss not hurt?

If they retreated today, the Cloud Sweeping Dao Sect would definitely be destroyed!

Since they had already become mortal enemies, they would fight to the death!

Shi Yuanzi shouted and the spiritual light around him formed a light formation. A golden pagoda appeared in the sky.

The golden pagoda was 100,000 feet tall and was exceedingly oppressive.

The body of the nine-layered pagoda was made of bronze. Spiritual runes intertwined on every level of the pagoda. Dark runes flickered with a faint glow.

Dharma treasures.

The power transmitted from the pagoda was clearly a magic treasure with the power to suppress the situation.

Although it had yet to transform into a weapon spirit, the power of this magic treasure could already suppress a region.

The golden pagoda howled as it smashed down.

Endless pressure pressed Qi Ziyu and Feng Jiu to the ground, rendering them immobile.

Magic treasures could temporarily control the power of heaven and earth as their own strength.

The power of a Peak Nascent Soul Realm expert was a sect-protecting magic treasure.

Even if Qi Ziyu had the imperial title and the power of incense, he wouldn’t be able to withstand this attack.

If he wanted to fight such a great cultivator, his divinity had to be at least 10 times more stable.

Achieving the Dao through incense offerings allowed one to reach the heavens in a single step, but one would still be lacking in combat strength.

Shi Yuanzi was filled with killing intent.

As long as he could kill Qi Ziyu with one strike, the Daoist sects would not be defeated.

Many great cultivators in the clouds revealed looks of joy.

Victory and defeat had yet to be decided!

Looking at the golden pagoda in the sky, Qi Ziyu frowned and raised his hand to protect Feng Jiu.

Divine light surged from his body, stabilizing the waves stirred up by the golden pagoda.

in the face of death, his expression did not change. He held on to the hopes of the common people.

Han Muye chuckled and nodded. Qi Ziyu from the White Deer Mountain Academy was not bad. His investiture was not in vain.

He turned around and looked at the golden pagoda.

It descended from the sky with unparalleled might.

It could not be said that Shi Yuanzi’s choice was wrong.

There was nothing to say about his vision and decisiveness.

Unfortunately, he chose the wrong time.

In front of the commander of the three counties, he used his magic treasure to attack the orthodox deity of the mountains and rivers.

If he really succeeded in this attack, the name ‘Butcher Lu’, the commander of the three counties, must have been bought with spiritual rocks.

“Kill.”

Sword light rose.

The sword was like a dark dragon, shining with a cold light that covered a hundred miles!

Although there was no great force entering the sky, the sword light revealed the awe-inspiring determination of life and death.

Lu Yang’s voice was low and filled with killing intent.

The sword light showed no mercy, bringing with it a cold sword intent. It immediately shattered the golden pagoda in the sky and then slashed down at Shi Yuanzi’s head.

He shattered the magic treasure with a single strike!

Lu Yang, who seemed to be half a step into the Heaven Realm, was suppressed by the sword light. With a single strike, he shattered the sect’s treasure. The sword light did not stop and continued forward.

At this moment, everyone was stunned by the sword light.

Butcher Lu, the commander of the three counties of the Mystic Sun Guards.

Such a sword was truly ferocious!

The might of the Mystic Sun Guards was so terrifying!

“Fellow Daoist Shi Yuanzi, be careful!” The Daoist from the Fuchen Dao Sect shouted and flew forward.

The horsetail whisk in his hand turned into a stream of light and collided with the sword.

The other great cultivators also rushed forward. Sword light and spiritual light scattered, either enveloping the light screen or becoming sharp as they collided with Lu Yang.

Today, if they could not protect Shi Yuanzi, the Dongnan Daoist sects would collapse.

If they killed Lu Yang today, Dongnan would be split among the Daoist sects!

Han Muye’s expression did not change as he chuckled and shook his head.

The sects of the Central Continent’s Heavenly Mystic had been peaceful for too long. They could not even see how to deal with the battles.

If they came to save Shi Yuanzi now, the result would be to fight to the death with Lu Yang!

Could the famous Butcher Lu, the commander of the three counties, really be stopped by a few ordinary Heaven Realm experts?

“Boom!”

Spiritual light soared into the sky. Endless sword light rose from the ground. The sword light coincided with the waves and soared into the sky.

Lu Yang finally slashed down with his sword.

The sword light turned into a monstrous flame. The sword rose, accompanied by the howling of wind and thunder.

Sword shadows filled the world.

The power of the Great Dao intertwined with the sword light, turning into a crazy lion. It opened its mouth and roared, then its legs pounced forward.