Maximum Comprehension: Taking Care of Swords In A Sword Pavilion

He was only at the peak of the Void Transformation Realm.

Even if this was only his incarnation, it could be seen that his true cultivation level would definitely not reach the Golden Immortal Realm.

“500 Heavenly Abyss Pearls?”

Han Muye shook his head and looked at Demon King Shi Zheng, who was suppressed by the two demon kings and whose shadow had dimmed a lot.

“Fifth Brother, leave quickly!” Demon King Shi Zheng shouted.

Demon King Shi Zheng did not call Han Muye to come forward to save him. Instead, he urged Han Muye to leave.

In his view, Han Muye’s swordsmanship is strong, but it is not enough to resist the level of a Golden Immortal King.

Instead of tempting fate, it was better to leave.

At this moment, Demon King Shi Zheng did not let Han Muye and his demon tribe go forward to their deaths.

Han Muye’s eyes flashed as he unsheathed his sword.

“Clang—”

The sound of the sword being unsheathed echoed through the heavens and the earth.

The strike was not fast.

However, when this sword slashed out, the originally forbidden world in front of him was directly sealed.

No one could stop him!

Bloodstone trembled all over, staring with wide eyes.

He growled for mercy.

Han Muye didn’t hesitate at all.

The sword was already unsheathed. When had he ever hesitated?

A green light flashed, and Bloodstone’s body in front of him shattered.

The scattered figures fell into the spirit pool.

Three Heavenly Abyss Pearls shimmered with golden light above the green lotus.

Is this Bloodstone’s true body?

Han Muye reached out and collected Heavenly Abyss Pearls, flying towards the black and white figure with outstretched wings.

One strike!

It was still one strike!

A peak Void Transformation expert, the second-in-command of the famous Stone Heaven Stronghold in the entire Three Spirit Mountains, was killed with a single strike!

Killing Bloodstone with one sword shocked everyone around.

They looked at Han Muye with fear.
Even the demon clan powerhouses who were besieging Demon King Shi Zheng retreated unconsciously.

Outside the spirit pool, several figures revealed bright eyes.

“It’s that sword cultivator!”

“Seems to be surnamed Han. I remember that Golden Immortal Chuan Ling and the others trust him a lot. Today, I have truly witnessed his skills.”

Several figures quietly stepped onto the green lotus.

Immortal light flashed on their bodies.

Since Han Muye had made a move, he did not wait any longer.

With one step, he appeared directly on the battlefield where Demon King Shi Zheng was being besieged.

“Buzz!”

Sword light flashed on the sword.

The sword carried a 10,000-foot-long green sword light. With a forward thrust, the Demon King Yun Tian’s body was sent flying.

This strike was too powerful!

The strongest demon king of the Three Spirit Mountains could not resist this sword!

“Who are you—”

Demon King Yun Tian shouted in panic, and the power of the Golden Immortal Realm surged in his body.

A shadow appeared behind him.

Golden robe, cold eyes.

“I’m the disciple of Immortal Venerable, Golden Yun Tian. Which faction are you from?”

An Immortal Venerable’s disciple?

Weren’t Hu Yunlong and the others also disciples of the Immortal Venerable?

It seemed that there was some scheming among them.

Han Muye held the sword in his hand.

Hearing Demon King Yun Tian’s words, many of the surrounding figures hesitated and turned pale, not daring to move forward.

“Boom—”

Not far away, the sound of wind and thunder erupted. A burly man holding a black war hammer flew up and smashed it towards Golden Yun Tian’s head.

“What does it matter if you are a disciple of the Immortal Venerable? In the struggle of the Ruins Realm, identity is not considered.”

The burly man was obviously the true body that came here. The immortal light on his body flashed.

Half a step into the Golden Immortal realm, coupled with the top-grade spiritual treasure war hammer in his hand, a single blow caused the surrounding void to tremble.

This blow could hurt the Golden Immortal!

“You have a death wish!”

Demon King Yun Tian shouted coldly, raised his hand, a black iron chain swung out, blocked the war hammer, and then the long chain flew horizontally, locking the body of the burly man.

Peak spiritual treasure.

Even if he entered this realm with an incarnation, he still had a peak spiritual treasure in his hand.

This was the foundation of being an Immortal Venerable’s disciple!

Being a disciple of the Immortal Venerable not only represented cultivation, but also knowledge, foundation, connections, and endless resources.

“Attack!” The locked burly man showed fear on his face, turned his head and shouted at Han Muye.

Unfortunately, Han Muye didn’t move at all.

What did it have to do with him?

He didn’t know this person.

“Bang!”

The long chain smashed the burly man’s body into the water pool, and then a green lotus appeared, with three golden pearls flashing halos.

Raising his hand to put away the golden pearls, the Demon King Yun Tian looked at him and said calmly, “You have some self-awareness.

“Which faction are you from? After leaving this realm, go to the fourth floor of the Golden Maple Tower to find me.”

After speaking, his figure moved, turning into a large blue and white bird, and flew towards Demon King Shi Zheng.

“Help me kill this Demon King Shi Zheng together. The spiritual materials on his body are of high quality.”

Before the words fell, his figure suddenly stopped, and the long chain smashed down towards Han Muye.

But the long chain hit the empty air.

“Buzz!”

The void trembled.

There was no trace of Han Muye in front of him.

How could this be?

Escaped?

His primordial spirit had left this world?

“Demon King, be careful—”

A cry of alarm came from not far away.

Demon King Yun Tian looked up in panic.

Above his head, Han Muye stood still, with a faint green immortal light shimmering on the long sword in his hand.

Isn’t there a flight prohibition law here?

Golden Yun Tian looked confused.

The long sword fell

There was a faint green light on the long sword.

Such a sword, slow and seemingly powerless to break through the air.