Maximum Comprehension: Taking Care of Swords In A Sword Pavilion

“Young man, even we sword cultivators have our limits when it comes to our strength,” came the familiar voice from Han Muye’s ear as he was suppressed by the Heaven Sweeping Banner.

Golden Immortal, Shu Ming, a powerful figure from the Mystic Spirit Sword Sect’s God Slaying Hall.

The people from the Mystic Spirit Sword Sect had arrived.

“If your Dao heart is steady, you can handle the situation today.

“But to avoid any estrangement between you and my Sword Sect, I’ll ask you one question.”

Golden Immortal Shu Ming’s voice was solemn.

“Do you want me to lend a hand in saving people?”

The Golden Immortal expert of the Mystic Spirit Sword Sect arrived under the rule of the Cloud Mist Dao Sect to rescue the rebellious members of the Dao Sect who were leaving.

This was going to expose the truth and lead to a real confrontation between the Dao Sect and the Sword Sect.

Even a Golden Immortal powerhouse wouldn’t dare to act recklessly in such a matter.

Shu Ming, the Golden Immortal, asked seriously because he valued Han Muye’s potential.

If Han Muye needed help in rescuing someone, then Shu Ming would assist him.

But the subsequent series of challenges after the rescue would require Han Muye and Shu Ming to face them together.

“Saving people?”

Han Muye continued wielding his sword, speaking softly.

The heaven-toppling palm was about to crush the Murong family’s flying ship.

“I was waiting for you, but not to ask you to save someone.”

Han Muye’s words stunned Golden Immortal Shu Ming.

Then he had his answer.

Han Muye, who was wrapped in the golden light formed by the Heaven Sweeping Banner, slashed out. The sword light tore through the treasure that suppressed the luck of the Dao Sect and burst out.

The sword light was like the sun, and all the sharpness in the world gathered here!

Han Muye broke through the golden light net with his strike, and the sword’s edge gathered endless brilliance, directly colliding with Su Yunzi standing in the void.

A sword that represented a flourishing age and could withstand endless brilliance!

This strike was fast.

As fast as it could be in the world.

This sword was fierce.

All the killing intent converged into one sword.

This sword was precise.

Countless sword intents, but it only aimed at one person.

The sword was released, and Su Yunzi’s expression changed drastically!

The sword light locked onto his soul, seeking to kill him!

He, Su Yunzi, was the one being targeted!

In front of this sword, his soul trembled.

It was fear from the depths of his heart, fear of death.

This sword couldn’t be stopped.

This sword meant certain death!

The Yunlan Sword Immortal used the Murong family as bait and drew on his own power to strike at the critical moment, ensuring a single sword would kill even a peak Heaven Immortal!

After this sword today, the Yunlan Sword Immortal’s name would spread throughout the Fuyu Immortal Realm!

This was what a true sword cultivator was!

Endurance.

Determination.

Ruthlessness!

Countless people redefined what it meant to be a sword cultivator in their hearts.

What fame and fortune mattered when compared to the sword in their hands?

They didn’t care about preserving a reputation that spanned billions of miles; they weren’t afraid of the responsibility of killing a top Heaven Immortal from the Dao Sect. All they cared about was honing the sword in their hands!

Today, they could kill a top Heaven Immortal in defiance, and in the future, they could assassinate a Golden Immortal!

Sword immortals cultivated killing methods to begin with!

“Slash—”

The light screen that Su Yunzi had hastily set up in front of him instantly shattered.

Han Muye’s sword was a hundred feet away.

Their eyes met and Su Yunzi saw the resolute killing intent in Han Muye’s eyes.

His heart trembled. He raised his hand and blocked the Heaven Sweeping Banner that Han Muye had broken.

However, before the long banner could activate its power, it broke into two with a sad cry.

The Heaven Sweeping Banner, one of the Dao Sect’s top ten treasures, was broken!

The sword edge drew nearer.

50 feet!

Trembling all over, Su Yunzi spread his hands, and the mountain peak that had pressed down on the Murong family’s flying ship turned into a five-foot green stone, blocking in front of him.

“Snap—”

The green stone on the mountain peak was broken by a sword.

At this moment, nothing could stop this sword!

This was a sword cultivator.

Life and death in one sword!

Han Muye’s spirit, killing intent, sword intent, and battle intent all converged into this one strike.

This sword was unstoppable!

Despair appeared on Su Yunzi’s face.

When the sword was 30 feet away, he opened his mouth to shout.

He wanted to beg Han Muye for mercy.

He wanted to call for the Dao Sect’s Golden Immortals to save him.

But as he watched the sword edge inch closer, he couldn’t make a sound.

No one came to help.

It turned out that he had been abandoned…

The Golden Immortal in charge wanted to help, and he could do so in an instant.

But he didn’t.

Who wasn’t a pawn?

Who wasn’t an abandoned pawn?

Su Yunzi closed his eyes in despair.

He remembered the time when he had used his friend Guan Dongyun to kill a powerful expert from the Blood Battle Sect, causing a fierce battle between the two sects. Eventually, Guan Dongyun took on a secret mission and left the immortal realm, never to return.

Back then, he had asked Guan Dongyun, and Guan Dongyun had said that when he wielded his sword, it was only for the pleasure in his heart and had nothing to do with others.

Today, he finally understood.

When a sword cultivator wields his sword, he seeks only the pleasure in his heart.

He himself was nothing more than the bait that led the sword cultivator to draw his sword!

“Sigh…”

A soft sigh echoed.

Golden Immortal Shu Ming, who was wearing a green robe and holding a sword, landed in front of Su Yunzi.

At this moment, he finally understood what Han Muye meant just now.

Save the Murong family?

He didn’t need to do that.

However, he did need to intervene to block this deadly sword and save the people of the Dao Sect.

Looking at the sword edge in Han Muye’s hand, Shu Ming, the Golden Immortal, appeared somewhat grave.

This sword, even he had to treat it with great seriousness!

This was the pinnacle of swordsmanship in the world!

Gathering the power of 10,000 swords, condensing all the sharpness in one’s body.

Sword cultivator, cultivating the sword.

In the Endless world of cultivation, what he cultivated was this sword condensed from killing intent!

The long sword was thrust forward, and the sword edges collided.

The green sword lights intertwined with each other.

The three-foot space shattered entirely.

The space in front of Han Muye and Golden Immortal Shu Ming shattered inch by inch.

A smile appeared on Han Muye’s face as he watched Shu Ming, the Golden Immortal, losing his grip on his sword. With a flick of his hand, the sword broke and was caught by him.

Then, Han Muye’s own body couldn’t withstand the force of this sword, and he rapidly retreated, blood gushing from his body.

After suppressing the power of the Heavenly Beast King’s bloodline, he could only draw on the power of the Kui, which couldn’t bear the force of this sword.