Maximum Comprehension: Taking Care of Swords In A Sword Pavilion

He was well aware of the incidents involving the destruction of the teleportation array in Sanhuo City and the attacks by the Gale Bandits and the Ascendant Tiger Guards.

It was precisely because of this knowledge that he arranged for the rescue operation.

However, he did not expect that the situation in Sanhuo City would be more complicated than he had imagined, involving various forces.

There was the Immortal Demon King of the Bitter Immortal Realm, the Wanshen Trading Company that operated across three states, and the hidden Daoist figure who had been in Sanhuo City for thousands of years…

In particular, the elder Xiong Ke dispatched by the Zhenhuang Hall seemed to be intentionally causing trouble. The reports he submitted had the suspicion of exaggerating the situation.

Not only did he issue an extermination order against the Gale Bandits, but he also ordered an investigation into the Wanshen Trading Company and Han Muye, who was suspected to be involved.

Originally, Wang Minghe didn’t care much about these matters.

For an elder of the Zhenhuang Hall to cling to the affairs of a small city like this was beneath his status and dignity.

But now, it seemed that Xiong Ke was deliberately causing him trouble.

The real intention was probably directed towards Han Muye.

Narrowing his eyes slightly, Wang Minghe’s gaze fell on the fiery red bead in Han Muye’s hand in the sixth level of the trial ground.

“Is this meant to prepare me in advance?

“This kid is quite interesting.”

Shaking his head and whispering, a glimmer of shrewdness flashed in Wang Minghe’s eyes.

As an elder who presided over a province in the absence of a Golden Immortal and under the suppression of a Heavenly Immortal, Wang Minghe already held substantial power.

They had enough authority in their hands.

Moreover, as a powerful figure who guarded the territory of a prefecture, he possessed sufficient insight and connections.

“Boom!”

Inside the light screen, the fiery red bead in Han Muye’s hand devoured all the flames transformed from the fiery red bird that was about to be slain.

Han Muye could feel the longing conveyed by the pearl in his hand.

He looked up and smiled as he gazed at the birds in front of him, which seemed to have formed a sea of fiery red waves.

Wang Minghe was right. Han Muye wanted people to know that he possessed the Nirvana Pearl and what he intended to do.

The trial ground was not just a test of disciples’ abilities; it also tested their character and desires.

Truly having no desires or aspirations would probably be inappropriate.

It was better to show what he sought.

With flames rolling, Han Muye unsheathed his long sword, slashing one bird while holding the fire bead in his hand. The flames accompanied him, creating a magnificent and brilliant display.

To be honest, the visual impact brought about by this scene was truly extraordinary.

“Quick, take a picture! Such a majestic sword immortal, enough to captivate anyone,” someone exclaimed in one of the trial halls.

“Captivate? More like captivate one’s entire fortune,” someone else chimed in with a laugh.

Although they said that, someone had already taken out their recording stone.

The interplay of light and sword, Han Muye’s tenfold kill with a single step, had granted him the qualification to cross the 10 levels of the trial ground in just a moment.

However, this time he didn’t leave immediately; instead, he stayed on the tenth level for nearly a day.

In that time, the flames accumulated from the birds he had slain could be considered an immense amount.

The flame power absorbed by the Nirvana Pearl was gradually transforming into its undying strength, slowly gestating.

Of course, relying solely on this flame power was far from enough to trigger the rebirth of the divine beast, the Phoenix.

Feeling the power within, Han Muye gained a deeper understanding of the Nirvana Pearl.

No wonder Dao Lord Peng Ming had wanted to nurture the Nirvana Pearl in the convergence of Earth’s veins.

The power required by this bead was so enormous that it was almost unimaginable.

He felt that to complete the Nirvana process, the flame power it consumed would probably be enough to destroy hundreds of stars.

Without wasting too much time on the 10th level, Han Muye finally left amidst the gaze of the multitude and rushed into the 11th level of the trial ground.

At this point, he no longer held back, fully displaying his swordsmanship. The sword light spun and swept away all obstacles.

Whether it was piercing through the air with a single sword, shooting across thousands of miles, or sweeping away all evil with a myriad of strikes.

Or traveling on a sword, the sword in his hand moving freely, fluttering like a butterfly, leaving no one able to approach.

Or wielding a sword, splitting mountains and shattering rocks, performing weighty dances, causing heaven and earth to tremble.

…

For the sword cultivators who were watching in the Trial Hall, it was an unparalleled visual feast.

Such a cultivator was truly showcasing the might of the sword to its utmost.

Although many people had no knowledge of Han Muye’s identity, they already referred to him as the ‘Sword Immortal.’

To witness the Sword Immortal break through the trial barriers, many people gave up the opportunity to enter the trial ground and waited in front of the grand formation.

Han Muye spent a day to reach the 10th level and, after lingering there for another day, continued forward. Within five days, he reached the 20th level.

After resting for two days, the sparkling eyes above Han Muye’s head had exceeded 100.

By the time he spent a month to ascend to the 50th level of the trial ground, the number of Spirit Illumination Array Eyes above his head had reached more than 300. It had already included all the trial halls in the surrounding three provinces.

Stepping onto the 50th level of the trial was entering the realm of the elites.

To achieve this within a month, among these three hundred cities, one could be ranked in the top hundred for the past millennium.

“Senior Brother Chen, what did Elder Zeng Sheng say?” Wang Minghe whispered in the Trial Hall of Yunlu City.

In front of the current Trial Hall, only Wang Minghe and a middle-aged Daoist in a gray-green robe stood side by side.

The others stood far behind, their gaze fixed on the light screen.

Thirty days in the trial ground, only three days outside the trial.

Two days ago, when Han Muye reached the 20th level, Wang Minghe had already reported Han Muye’s situation to the elder in charge of Zhenxuan Hall.

At first, the guard sent to investigate thought that Wang Minghe was making a big fuss and being overly cautious.

But by the time he arrived, Han Muye had already passed the 30th level, with his sword light shining like a dragon soaring through the heavens.