Maximum Comprehension: Taking Care of Swords In A Sword Pavilion

"Boom!"

The 10-million-feet platform wrapped in sword light split again, turning into tens of thousands of 10-foot-long platforms like before.

Han Muye\'s body emitted spiritual light and immortal aura. He took a step forward and landed on the meteorite.

Above his head, a dark golden halo flickered.

This halo came from the same source as the defensive formation on the platform in front of him.

"Sword Master." Qi Yu took a step forward and bowed to Han Muye.

He looked up at the slowly rotating nine-story sword tower behind Han Muye, his eyes filled with joy.

The other Sword Pavilion Elders also went forward and bowed.

"When I have the chance, I\'ll go to the Sword Pavilion." Han Muye nodded and waved his hand, causing the nine-story sword tower to disappear.

He cupped his hands in all directions and left the meteorite in a flash.

After breaking through the performance platform and reappearing in the cultivation world, there was no need for him to stay here anymore.

As they watched Han Muye leave, the top powerhouses in this realm all had complex expressions.

Han Muye, with his unparalleled talent, surpassed everyone and became the number one person in this realm.

This identity as the number one person might not fully represent his combat power, but it signifies his potential and talent. As long as he doesn\'t perish, he will undoubtedly be a presence that can suppress this realm.

"If this person wants to rebuild the divine court, what should we do?"

A Daoist in a green robe turned around and looked at the people around him.

He didn\'t know.

At this moment, many people fell silent.

Han Muye, an expert with unyielding will and unparalleled combat strength, had the Heavenly Mystic, the Medicine Valley, and the Sword Pavilion behind him.

If Han Muye wanted to rebuild the Divine Court, no one knew who could stop him.

The Endless Heavenly Venerable?

When everyone turned around, there was no longer any sign of the Endless Heavenly Venerable.

"Haha, the stage. To be able to have such an experience, my cultivation in this life has not been in vain." A black-robed sword holding a long sword laughed slenderly and flew towards the stage that had been divided again.

The other cultivators also smiled and rushed onto the battle platform.

After ten years of cultivation and three years of observation, everyone who came here had gained a lot.

The gains from this trip could transform them and allow those who were already at the pinnacle of their cultivation to break through and advance further.

Such opportunities were not to be wasted even in the slightest.

"Boom!"

The radiance brought forth by the sword light and spells shimmered above the sinking wood abyss filled with scattered rocks.

At this moment, beside Han Muye in the void, Jia Wu stood calmly with a faint expression.

"When I return to the Endless Sea, I will gather the power needed for the Myriad Worlds Array."

Jia Wu\'s eyes flickered with a deep dark light.

"Tell me, how long will it take to complete the teleportation array to the Immortal World?"

This was Han Muye\'s deal with the Endless Heavenly Venerable.

The Endless Heavenly Venerable helped Han Muye repair the Myriad Worlds Array. Han Muye took action and set up an array formation that could pass through the Immortal World.

This was a win-win situation.

As for spending time looking for the stage this time, it was only to ensure that the Sword Cultivation Conference would be held.

At the same time, it was also to prove that Han Muye possessed the inheritance of the Ancient Divine Court.

Now that Han Muye had proven himself, he needed the Endless Heavenly Venerable to take out the power that could repair and activate the Myriad Worlds Array.

"Senior, don\'t worry. As long as the Myriad Worlds Array is activated, I can use the power of the Myriad Worlds Array to activate the array formation and open up a path to the Immortal World."

Han Muye\'s expression was calm as he spoke softly.

Jia Wu nodded and dispersed on the spot.

Han Muye sighed softly and transformed into a sword light that flashed in the void.

Although he had broken through the stage, it only showed that he had unparalleled potential and talent.

Compared to the Endless Heavenly Venerable, it did not mean that he had an absolute chance of winning.

The power of the Endless Sea was unfathomable.

The news that the stage had reappeared in the cultivation world had long spread. For more than 10 years, countless cultivators had been waiting for the news that the stage had really been broken through.

The doubts about Han Muye in the past had long died down.

Actually, from 10 years ago, everything that happened on the stage could already be quickly spread throughout the entire cultivation world.

After all, after controlling the Five Sheep Pavilion, Han Muye could control the public opinion he needed.

All the sword cultivators in the world were waiting for the moment when the stage would be penetrated.

After that, the progress on the stage could almost be broadcasted live.

Every few days, the progress of the senior members of various sects on the platform, which great experts made remarkable advancements, became the topic of discussion in the cultivation world.

The rankings according to the progress on the platform also changed in real time.

Between the major sects, various means were employed in secret clashes due to the rankings on the performance platform.

However, from three years ago, all the rankings solidified.

This was because three years ago, even the competition between the Heavenly Mystic\'s Minister Han and the Heavenly Venerable of the Endless Sea had come to a halt.

The final stage of the performance platform, Han Muye stepped into the last stage!

Almost everyone in the cultivation world was waiting for Han Muye to break through the last stage of the stage.

This wait lasted for three years.

"Senior Brother, you\'re so powerful. You even passed the last round." In the room of the small courtyard in the Medicine Valley, Mu Wan rested her fair arm on Han Muye\'s neck as she panted.

A smile appeared on Han Muye\'s face as he whispered, "How about we go through it again?"