Maximum Comprehension: Taking Care of Swords In A Sword Pavilion

This was true cultivation.

Huang Six killing these people was more intimidating than Han Muye himself.

As Prime Minister Han of the Heavenly Mystic, Han Muye had to be more cautious about killing. It wasn’t an easy thing to do.

Huang Six was different. He was a demonic cultivator, and what demonic cultivator didn’t kill?

Han Muye decided that in the future, he would let Huang Six handle these dirty jobs more often.

He had taken care of Huang Six’s daughter for such a long time. Wasn’t it only fair to ask him to do these things?

“Social Stability Map!”

A cry rang out in the void, and a pair of illusory hands reached out towards the scroll behind Huang Six.

Divine Venerable!

Zhao Zhenghe took a glance at those hands, moved his body, and silently left.

This was the attack of a Divine Venerable!

It was a precious treasure that attracted the covetous eyes of the Divine Venerables.

Huang Six looked up and grinned.

The Social Stability Map rolled back and wrapped around the illusory hands, then tore them apart.

“How dare you—”

A panicked scream echoed through the void.

Huang Six laughed loudly. The demon dragon rolled and crashed into the void.

“Bang!”

In the void, the Divine Venerable who had come from who knew where made a decisive move, directly cutting off the pair of spiritual Qi-transformed hands and retreating.

The Social Stability Map wrapped around the broken hands, rolled them up lightly, and turned them back into their original form, landing in Huang Six’s palm.

Huang Six had just fought against a Divine Venerable across space, and he had won!

Treasure.

With a single immortal treasure, one could stabilize a major power and become a sect’s treasure.

With an ancient treasure that could suppress the luck of the Divine Court, who in the world could compete with it?

Endless halos oscillated in the void, and countless divine senses interweaved.

Huang Six laughed heartily and nodded towards Han Muye before flying away.

As long as he hid behind the scenes and let people know that anyone who dared to mess with Han Muye was messing with him, it was enough.

With a treasure in his hand, Huang Six’s combat power was probably only second to the top three on the Heavenly Rankings.

Not right!

At this moment, the second-ranked on the Heavenly Rankings was under siege. If they couldn’t escape and perished, then Huang Six might become the second-ranked on the Heavenly Rankings.

Moreover, the earlier display of the power to turn back time with a single sword by Heavenly Mystic’s Minister Han, who was ranked ninth on the Heavenly Rankings, was clearly insufficient.

The void was already in chaos.

First, there was Han Muye’s sword, followed by Huang Six’s supreme treasure appearing out of nowhere.

Today was destined to be a day that shocked countless people.

Han Muye’s gaze landed on the still roaring sky in the distance.

Dang Wuyou was being surrounded and killed.

There were Sages, and Half-Sages among the attackers.

Under such a siege, an ordinary Sage Realm cultivator could only perish.

But Han Muyao knew that Dang Wuyou was not as weak as he seemed. As the second-ranked on the Heavenly Rankings, Dang Wuyou must have his own means of survival.

As if sensing Han Muyao’s gaze, a burst of light and shadow exploded in the distance.

“Boom!”

A golden Buddhist light rose into the sky.

The pillar of light shot into the sky.

A Great Sage had fallen.

“Immortal Artifact!”

Someone exclaimed.

In the distant sky, a golden armored figure stood tall at a thousand feet, holding two golden hammers that were hundreds of feet long. With a sweep of his hand, the void trembled.

The golden armored warrior wore a golden helmet and had scales on his body. His chest plate was adorned with mountain patterns that shimmered with dark golden light. His shoulder armor covered his mouth, and a wide golden belt was around his waist. His face was orange-red, his eyes round and staring, radiating a divine light.

“It’s the guardian puppet of the Divine Court, Dang Wuyou. He has taken control of the inheritance of the Divine Court!”

Only the inheritance of the Divine Court could control the guardian puppets of the court. They were one of the 18 strongest puppets guarding the main hall.

Each of these puppets possessed no less than the power of a Divine Venerable. If they were to form a formation, with a great force to command them, their combat power would be pushed to the limit, and almost no one in the world could stop them.

This was also the last barrier of the Divine Court back then.

He narrowed his eyes.

No wonder Dang Wuyou was here.

It turned out that he was the one who snatched the Divine Emperor’s sword from behind and stole the power of the Divine Court’s treasury formation.

If he hadn’t intervened and helped Zhao Zhenghe to control the Divine Emperor’s sword, Dang Wuyou might have taken the Divine Emperor’s sword and controlled the Divine Courts secret guards, coupled with this puppet of the Court, his power would have been unmatched.

Unfortunately, he had ruined Dang Wuyou’s plan. Not only did he not manage to snatch the Divine Emperor’s sword, but he had also suffered a backlash and exposed himself.

This had led to his interception.

In the end, all the karma fell on Han Muye.

After figuring all this out, Han Muye chuckled and shook his head.

This was the karma of the world.

Even if one could cut off one’s own karma, one could not escape the karma of heaven and earth, the karma of a divine court’s treasury, and the karma of countless people fighting for treasures.

If one truly wanted to transcend everything, one probably needed to follow the path of the Endless Divine Venerable, with great perseverance, to step onto the path of transcendence.

Only by transcending all the powers in the world could he sever karma with all the powers in the world.

“Boom!”

The puppet general smashed down with its hammer, and three spiritual lights rose.

The vibrations in the void turned into tides that surged in all directions.

The Dao Ancestors who had witnessed the Dao Competition could only maintain it with all their might to prevent the space from shattering.

Dang Wuyou’s strength was completely on par with a Dao Ancestor, and even this puppet warrior of the Divine Court’s combat power could fight against a Divine Venerable.

Sure enough, he was second on the Heavenly Rankings.

Xuanji died, and most of the strongmen who surrounded Dang Wuyou fell, leaving only a few fleeing for their lives.

Dang Wuyou did not pursue them but instead focused on the thousand-foot-tall divine general on which he landed, his gaze directed towards Han Muye.

The controller of the Immortal World and a strongman who controlled a puppet of the Divine Court.

Heaven Mystic Prime Minister Han possessed a sword dao cultivation that transcended time.

Would these two men directly engage in battle today?

If these two were to fight today, the outcome of the fight would be determined!

In the void, a murderous aura spread.