Maximum Comprehension: Taking Care of Swords In A Sword Pavilion

"First Elder?"

"What do you mean?"

"Nonsense, the First Elder will never use the Soul Sealing Banner to refine the Immortal Venerable\'s body."

"How do you know that the First Elder used the Soul Sealing Banner to refine an Immortal Venerable?"

The hall instantly fell into chaos.

Han Muye snorted coldly. Han Qi took a step forward and punched down.

"Boom—"

The power of the golden soul combined with the astral wind brought about by the fist, raising a whirlwind in the hall.

A whirlwind rose, and everyone in the hall could not block it at all. They retreated continuously.

They attacked with all their might, their divine souls intertwined with golden light, and they could only barely maintain their balance in the whirlwind.

"I don\'t care about the internal strife in your Holy City, and I don\'t care who obtained the inheritance of the Immortal Venerable. I only know that if Sixth Brother and the others suffer any damage under this Holy City, I will tear it down."

Han Muye shouted and raised his hand.

"Clang—"

The long sword on his back was unsheathed, and the green-black sword light turned and slashed down heavily.

"Bang!"

The roof of the heavy Holy City Hall was overturned, revealing the sky with a hint of blueness.

It was impossible for the people in the hall not to know that the First Elder of the Holy City, Ke Shou\'en, had extracted the souls of countless cultivators to refine the Soul Sealing Banner.

As the ferryman of the Nether River, he saw that so many cultivators\' souls were extracted in the Holy City, and they even brought cultivators from all over. They were clearly accomplices.

Han Muye slashed at the top of the hall of the Holy City as a warning.

This was the choice Han Muye had thought of when he left the Chaotic Killing Reef.

Immortal Venerable Minghe, who was hiding behind, the First Elder who controlled the Soul Sealing Banner, and the beasts experts on the Chaotic Killing Reef were all plotting.

However, no matter how he schemed, it was better to do it with a single strike.

With his own strength, he could shatter all their schemes.

In the cultivation world, fists spoke.

"They\'re fighting!" Seeing a sword light overturn the dome of the Holy City\'s hall, countless people in the city fled in fear.

"What kind of peerless expert can actually shatter the dome of the Holy City?" Someone looked at the slowly dissipating sword light and whispered.

Was the Holy City that had stood in the Nether River for countless years really going to be broken?

If the Holy City was destroyed, would the inheritance of the Immortal Venerable and the legacy of the Immortal Venerable be revealed?

Many people had this thought.

"Fellow Daoist, let\'s talk things out." In the hall, the white-robed ferryman Elder took a step forward, and the golden soul power on his body turned into a light barrier.

Although this power could not block Han Muye\'s sword and could not defeat the aura of the seven-headed Dragon Sculpture Beast, it was still powerful.

With this step, he gathered the soul power of everyone in the hall. As it surged, it condensed into one and faced Han Muye directly.

If not for the fact that they were gathered together, they would not even have the right to speak in front of Han Muye.

This was strength.

Looking at the ferryman in front of him, the sword intent on Han Muye\'s body slowly converged.

Han Qi also suppressed his strength.

The Nether River Ferrymen Elders heaved a sigh of relief.

If they fought, the consequences would be unimaginable.

"Fellow Daoist, the Nether River Ferryman race has its own difficulties…" The white-robed old man sighed softly.

Guarding the Nether River, using the power of the divine soul to increase one\'s strength.

Originally, this was the fate of the ferryman of the Nether River.

However, since more than two million years ago, cultivators from all over the world had come to the Nether River to search for opportunities. The outside world had appeared before the Nether River Ferrymen, and everyone\'s thoughts had changed.

Especially after the First Elder investigated thoroughly, he understood that the foreign cultivators were all recruited by Immortal Venerable Minghe to prepare for the awakening of the Immortal Venerable.

Originally, the Nether River Ferrymen were also delighted.

Immortal Venerable Minghe was the foundation of their race. They all respected him as their Patriarch.

If Immortal Venerable Minghe woke up, their clan would also become stronger.

However, the First Elder discovered a secret from the intermediate soul flag.

If Immortal Venerable Minghe woke up, all the ferrymen of the Nether River would die.

Because his soul was too strong, Immortal Venerable Minghe injected his soul into the blood-refined treasure, the Soul Sealing Banner, before he fell asleep.

The soul power dissipating from the Soul Sealing Banner gave birth to the ferryman race.

The mission of the ferryman race was to suppress the Nether River so that the injuries of the Immortal Venerable Minghe wouldn\'t worsen too much. They would suppress the underworld beasts and strange beasts and eliminate the strange power that harmed the Immortal Venerable.

This mission came from the soul of the Immortal Venerable Minghe.

Once Immortal Venerable Minghe woke up, all the divine soul power would be retracted and the Soul Sealing Banner would be bound again.

This was what the Soul Sealing Banner, which did not want to be enslaved again, told the First Elder.

The First Elder told the Elders about this secret.

The elders in the Holy City had two different attitudes.

One group still believed that their mission was to revive the Immortal Venerable, even if it meant sacrifice.

The other, led by the First Elder, believed that they could stop the Immortal Venerable\'s revival.

At first, even the group led by the First Elder only intended to prevent the Immortal Venerable\'s revival, using passive means to resist the underworld beasts and strange powers.

However, gradually, with the continuous strengthening of the Soul Sealing Banner\'s power, both the First Elder and his faction began to expand.

The Immortal Venerable was already in the past, so why should they awaken him again?

Wasn\'t it better to control the power of the Immortal Venerable?

Finally, a million years ago, the First Elder, who controlled the Soul Sealing Banner and whose strength had already far suppressed the other faction, decided to step into the place where the Immortal Venerable fell.

Their faction also followed the First Elder into the forbidden area of the Holy City.

They wanted to refine the Immortal Venerable\'s body and turn all his treasures into their own.

After that, various pieces of information began to emerge from the forbidden area, such as practitioners from outside being attracted to the Holy City, the secrets of the Nether River, the Immortal Venerable\'s treasures in the Nether River…