Maximum Comprehension: Taking Care of Swords In A Sword Pavilion Chapter 2147: 903, entered the Dao and Breakthrough Path, enlightened in the morning and dead by evening

Chapter 2147: 903, entered the Dao and Breakthrough Path, enlightened in the morning and dead by evening

A sword with twelve sharp edges—each thrust piercing the body of a cultivator in the Dao-Seeking Realm.

With such sword techniques and combat strength, the remaining two members of the Hao Tie Dao Sect turned deathly pale.

Han Muye pointed the sword edge forward, and his voice rang out, “Scram.”

It was that same word “scram.”

When he had first uttered it, the three members of the Hao Tie Dao Sect had sneered in disdain, but now, the remaining two felt as if they had been granted a reprieve.

Ignoring the corpses of their comrades, the two turned and fled in desperate haste.

Han Muye sheathed his sword and took a step forward.

Zhang Mingyuan followed him without a moment’s hesitation.

That single strike from Han Muye had filled him with utmost admiration.

If he could master that one stroke, his combat strength would increase by at least fifty percent!

Han Muye’s sword technique did not only give Zhang Mingyuan great confidence but also relieved the other disciples at that moment.

The combat strength Han Muye displayed far exceeded their expectations.

The group pressed forward, speeding up as they neared the All-Encompa.s.sing Dao Sect stronghold.

“Members of the Moon-Encompa.s.sing Peak, the All-Encompa.s.sing Dao Sect has issued bounties, all disciples of the Moon-Encompa.s.sing Peak have been captured, you should all run for your lives,”

Ahead on the mountains, a white-bearded elder with a trace of melancholy on his face blocked Han Muye’s way and spoke solemnly.

“Elder Zhu Yang, are you saying that all members of my Moon-Encompa.s.sing Peak have been captured?” Recognizing the elder blocking their way, Zhang Mingyuan’s eyes widened in shock.

The elder Zhu Yang scanned the group and nodded.

“The elders, Xu Tao and Zhao Yuke of the Moon-Encompa.s.sing Peak have surrendered. The strong cultivators of the All-Encompa.s.sing Sword Sect have joined forces and are coming. You should escape quickly.”

The two elders captured!

The two captured elders were at the peak of the entered Dao Realm, their last bastion of strength.

With such strong cultivators captured, the Moon-Encompa.s.sing Peak no longer had any foundation in the All-Encompa.s.sing Sword Sect.

“They really intend to sever the legacy of my Moon-Encompa.s.sing Peak!” Zhang Mingyuan clenched his teeth, fury visible in his eyes.

Not just him, the other Moon-Encompa.s.sing Peak disciples were also gritting their teeth in rage.

“Go, forget all of this and pretend you were never disciples of the Moon-Encompa.s.sing Peak.”

Zhu Yang sighed softly, waving his hand.

His gaze fell upon Han Muye and lingered on the three-foot-long sword in his hand.

The Lu Yue Sword.

This sword, taken from the Sword Nurturing Hut, was the personal sword of the master of the Moon-Encompa.s.sing Peak, Guo Hua. It was said to conceal great secrets.

“Young friend, if you would hand that sword over to me—”

Zhu Yang whispered softly.

“And if I don’t?” Han Muye interrupted him.

Zhu Yang’s voice halted, followed by a chuckle as he shook his head.

“I was quite close to Guo Hua, and I can’t bear to see his sword bones and sword gather dust.”

Zhu Yang’s tone was friendly, yet the fierce sword intent radiating from him couldn’t fool anyone.

The disciples, still immersed in grief, looked puzzled.

Zhu Yang, who had kindly warned the Moon-Encompa.s.sing Peak disciples before, was now intent on attacking them!

Zhang Mingyuan, holding the wooden box containing Guo Hua’s sword bones, stared at Zhu Yang, “Elder Zhu Yang, you and my master had a life-saving fellowship…”

These words made all traces of kindness vanish from Zhu Yang’s face, replaced by a fierce expression.

With the long black sword emerging from behind his back, he suddenly struck forth with it.

“Since you know about our life-saving fellowship, then leave behind the Lu Yue Sword!”

The sword light extended for three zhang, sweeping across like a bolt of lightning.

This was not the seeking Dao Realm!

This strike clearly had the strength of the entered Dao Realm, and it was a well-established presence within that realm.

The power of the Great Dao, a layer within a layer of heaven and earth.

Dao seekers were merely outside the Grand Dao; although they could evoke the sense of the Dao with their movements, they could not truly wield it, and their combat strength remained within predictable limits.

A strong cultivator in the entered Dao Realm could merge their intent with the Dao, utilizing the power of the Great Dao in combat.

The stronger the Dao intent, the stronger the combat strength.

Until one could break through the Dao intent, stepping into the realm of path-breaking, and completely control the Great Dao.

This strike from Zhu Yang clearly had Dao intent supporting it; the chilling power emanating from the sword turned into icy sharpness, tearing through three zhang of s.p.a.ce.

Such a strike could directly cleave including Zhang Mingyuan and other Moon-Encompa.s.sing Peak disciples in half.

This old friend of Master Guo Hua had no intention of preserving the legacy of the Moon-Encompa.s.sing Peak!

“Buzz—”

A sound of a sword vibrating resonated.

Han Muye raised his hand to draw his sword while standing at the hilt.

The three-foot-long green blade trembled, the sword edge emitting a bright flowing light, clashing with a horizontal slash of radiant energy three yards long.

This sword strike wasn’t imbued with Dao intent.

Han Muye hadn’t yet condensed the Dao Fruit of the Great Pantheon Plane, naturally, he couldn’t mobilize Dao intent.

But this strike, unaided by Dao intent, met the three-yard-long radiant edge and instantly severed the dazzling, icy gleam.

The Lu Yue Sword could actually break a sword imbued with Dao intent!

Zhu Yang, whose Dao intent was cut, showed not shock but delight, his face twisting into a maniacal smile as he gathered his sword edge once again and then slashed straight down at Han Muye’s head.

This time, the sword was solid, aimed solely at Han Muye.

The sword strike was fast, brutal.

A faint ghostly light flashed and it had already appeared an inch above Han Muye’s head.

Being a cultivator who had entered the Dao Realm, his strength was tremendously overpowering, augmented by the Dao Fruit, his combat strength was incomparably strong.

Below the Dao Realm, one sword could kill.

At this moment, Zhang Mingyuan and the disciples of Moon-Encompa.s.sing Peak behind him were unable to suppress the trembling of their blood essence, feeling cold in their limbs.

The power of a Dao Realm cultivator was thus displayed in all aspects.

A cultivator in the Initial Knowing Realm had no chance to even lift their heads before a Dao Realm power.

“Boom—”

A loud noise erupted.

In the eyes of the eight disciples of Moon-Encompa.s.sing Peak, Han Muye’s three-foot-long sword in hand slashed out, striking Zhu Yang’s sword edge away with one blow.

Zhu Yang couldn’t hold onto his three-foot-long sword, which flew up into the air, spinning and falling.

Seizing the opportunity, Han Muye’s sword lunged directly.

At that moment, Zhu Yang was still somewhat stunned, hardly believing that his sword could be flicked away by Han Muye.

Only when Han Muye’s sword edge reached him did he sluggishly reach out his hand, his palm pressing down with a dazzling cloudlight.

He was a cultivator of the Dao Realm, able to control Dao intent with a mere flick of his wrist.

The chilling light in his palm was no less powerful than his sword’s force.

“Fzzt—”

The chilling light collided with the sword edge, which sliced through it as if through tofu, severing the chilly light.

The clear sword edge pierced through Zhu Yang’s palm.

Blood splattered.

Zhu Yang screamed in agony, clutching his hand as he backed away.

Now he wanted to retreat, but Han Muye would not give him the chance to escape unscathed.

His sword plunged forward, his figure seemingly transforming into a golden rainbow.

The rainbow flashed, the sword piercing ten yards straight.

Zhu Yang, having just retreated three steps, shuddered and froze in place.

Han Muye’s figure then appeared ten yards away.

“This is the Rainbow Encompa.s.sing Sword Technique’s Flashing Rainbow!”

Behind Zhang Mingyuan, w.a.n.g Yun, one of Peak Master Guo Hua’s five disciples, clutched his sword hilt, his face filled with disbelief, murmuring to himself.

He had immersed himself in this sword technique for ten years yet never knew it had such combat strength!

To cut down a Dao Realm warrior with the Rainbow Encompa.s.sing Sword Technique, how could this be possible!

“Is this, the Breakthrough Path?” Clutching his chest, Zhu Yang slowly turned his head to look at Han Muye.

“Is this the power of the Breakthrough Path?”

Han Muye sheathed his sword back in the scabbard and said indifferently, “Why must it be the Breakthrough Path’s power?”

“The Dao is initially a cultivation of one’s own craft, always under one’s control. Why the need to break it?”

The Dao need not be broken!

Zhu Yang trembled all over, his blood essence surging wildly, as a green sword light rose above his head and he slashed down.

“Breaking the path, breaking the path, in this life, I, Zhu Yang, have also entered the path-breaking.”

“To die is henceforth worthwhile…”

His voice deep, he knelt on the ground, his life force ceasing.

To enter the Dao and break the path, to understand in the morning and die by evening.

This is sufficient.

“Let’s go.” Han Muye, holding his sword, proceeded forward with a faint sword light gathering around him.

“To deliver Peak Master Guo Hua’s sword bones to the Sword Nurturing Hut.”