Maximum Comprehension: Taking Care of Swords In A Sword Pavilion

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However, at this moment, he really did not want to look.

He, Du Yuming, had come here to make a name for himself. He wanted to defeat Huang Zhihu before she arrived with her army of sword cultivators.

Defeating an expert on the Heavenly List was a rare opportunity to showcase his abilities.

By virtue of this merit, if he sought refuge with the Immortal Spirit World, he would definitely receive many benefits.

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But how could he have expected that the Huang Zhihu in front of him had a sword cultivation that was not inferior to array formation techniques?

As for killing Huang Zhihu, he did not dare to do so.

She was the adopted daughter of Minister Han of Heavenly Mystic.

Even though Du Yuming came to the Dao battlefield a little late, he knew that there were certain people there who could not be offended.

Han Muye, ranked ninth on the Heavenly List, might not even be among the top 100 on the list in terms of combat strength.

But how many people on the Heavenly List dared to say that they could definitely crush this Minister Han of Heavenly Mystic?

On the Dao battlefield, Han Muye made three appearances and swept across the Immortal Spirit World with three immortal treasures, forcing even the Divine Venerables to retreat.

With such a vengeful temperament, if someone harmed his adopted daughter, he would probably pursue them to death.

The sword in Huang Zhihu’s hand turned, and all of the sword intent and entwined sword qi converged into an invisible state.

“This sword technique was taught to me by my foster father. There are ways to harm the soul in sword techniques.” Huang Zhihu looked up at Du Yuming with a calm expression and warned, “Be careful.”

Be careful.

A junior who was only at Out of Body Eighth Realm held a sword and told a Sixth Realm Divine Transformation Realm cultivator to be careful.

Not only Du Yuming, but even the other Divine Transformation Realm cultivators present had solemn expressions.

Because this sword technique was passed down by Minister Han of Heavenly Mystic!

That person who only existed in legends, whom few had truly witnessed making a move, and was known as the Sword Dao Immortal, Minister Han!

“Ah, I gave this little girl too little. She received more guidance from Brother Han.” In the void, in front of a light screen, someone sighed softly.

A trace of worry flashed across her face as she stared at Huang Zhihu’s sword on the light screen.

“Brother Zhenxiong, will Zhihu be alright?

“That’s a Divine Transformation Realm cultivator.”

Brother Zhenxiong.

Huang Zhenxiong.

He was Heaven Trampler, the subordinate of the Divine Venerable, the Ancestral Demon Star of the Ancient Cloud Galaxy outside the dam.

At this moment, Huang Six was wearing black demon armor, with a cold and stern face, and a tall and straight figure like a battle spear.

Hearing Lu Qingping’s words, Huang Six said calmly, “Sister Ping, don’t worry. He’s just at the Divine Transformation Realm.”

Among the group of black-armored demon cultivators behind him, the weakest was at the Divine Transformation Realm!

The Ancestral Demon Star Grand Sage had Divine Venerables behind him and countless demon sect cultivators under his command.

When Huang Six came to the Dao battlefield, he brought enough power with him.

On the light screen, Huang Zhihu had already drawn her sword. Her light yellow dress fluttered like a butterfly. The sword light was not dazzling, but flowed with a green and bright color.

The sword left a mark, tearing the void as if it was being ripped apart, freezing each of the sword shadows in place.

The sword was there, the shadows were there, and this sword move was there.

In an instant, the space within a thousand feet was filled with sword shadows.

Such a sword move allowed one to clearly see its trajectory.

It was one thing to see it clearly. It was another thing to be able to block it and crack it.

To outsiders, the trajectory of this sword was clear, and it only took lifting a hand to block it.

As for Du Yuming who was facing the sword head-on, his expression was solemn. He did not retreat, and the spiritual light of the seal in his hand kept surging but did not solidify.

He was actually unable to make a move!

In his eyes, every frozen sword shadow was real.

These sword shadows had countless possibilities in each of their moves.

To block the sword’s edge, he needed to block countless possibilities.

This was karma. Only a Half-Sage could master the power of karma.

Under this one sword, there was countless karma.

Standing before this sword, there was simply no way to respond.

“Why didn’t Du Yuming attack?” In the void not far away, a Daoist in a green-gray robe with a golden jade talisman hanging on his waist frowned and asked.

He looked to be around 50 years old, with a faint spiritual light covering his body, making it impossible for outsiders to probe.

“Attack?” The middle-aged sword cultivator standing next to the Daoist laughed and shook his head. “This sword is infused with the power of karma. In the face of this sword, Du Yuming sees countless sword lights. How can he attack?

“No one, not even Wang Zidong at the eighth level of Divine Transformation Realm, can block this sword,” said the man.

Can’t block it?

The Daoist was puzzled but did not retort.

He had a higher cultivation level than the other, but he was not a sword cultivator.

Only a swordsman could see through another swordsman.

“It’s really terrifying. I don’t know what kind of person that Sword Dao Immortal Han is. He can actually integrate the power of karma into the Heaven Realm swordsmanship—”

The middle-aged sword cultivator’s eyes widened suddenly as he finished speaking.

“That’s not right!”

At this moment, his spiritual light was in turmoil, and he forgot to conceal his figure.

He widened his eyes and stared at the sword that was about to land on Du Yuming’s chest.

“Did Huang Zhihu just say that there is a soul power in this sword?”

Although he did not know why the sword cultivator beside him was so excited, the Daoist nodded and said, “Yes, that’s what she said.”

Sword light rose from the sword cultivator’s body as he charged forward.

“This sword is much more powerful than I thought!

“Besides karma, there’s also the power of the soul. Not only Du Yuming can’t block it, but we’ve also been deceived!”

He unsheathed his sword and crossed the void, slashing down at Huang Zhihu’s head.

He didn’t hold back with this sword strike, as if he intended to directly kill Huang Zhihu.

This sudden sword strike caught everyone off guard, and no one could have anticipated it.

A sword suddenly appeared on the light screen. Lu Qingping exclaimed in panic, her face pale.

“It’s alright, it’s alright. Brother Han’s swordsmanship is not as simple as it seems,” Huang Six said, patting Lu Qingping’s shoulder and speaking softly.

A faint glint of cruelty flickered in his eyes.

“But my precious daughter, Huang Zhihu, is not afraid to stand up to anyone.”