Maximum Comprehension: Taking Care of Swords In A Sword Pavilion Chapter 286 - Unsheathed Sword, No Regrets About Life and Death! (2)

Chapter 286: Unsheathed Sword, No Regrets About Life and Death! (2)

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A solemn sword light flashed on his body before disappearing.

“Master asked me to guard the Western Frontier. When the person who can really control the Western Frontier appears, I will go to the Immortal Spirit World to look for him.

“It’s been 6,000 years. Sword Dao Immortal. I hope you won’t disappoint me.”

….

The attack in the Broken Soul Wasteland shattered the entire Black Spirit Valley.

Han Muye stood in the void, his face expressionless.

The consumption of sword momentum that had been nurtured for a long time was exchanged for a sword that could shatter mountains and rivers.

This was a sword cultivator.

How delightful…

A sword pill floated back to Han Muye.

Daoist Dayan appeared. His face was flushed and his legs were weak.

“It’s been 8,000 years since I killed an outer realm cultivator with a single strike.”

Daoist Dayan looked at Han Muye with a complicated expression.

“You, there’s a chance.”

There was a chance.

Did he have a chance to become the next Sword Master Yuan Tian or surpa.s.s him?

Or could it be that he had a chance to become Daoist Dayan’s master?

Han Muye chuckled and reached out to hold the sword pill.

The strike just now contained the power of the world.

Using such a sword technique was an unimaginable experience for him.

Wasn’t cultivation in the world just like this?

Seeing the surrounding dust slowly calm down, Han Muye flew back.

Since they had flattened the Black Spirit Valley, there was no need to stay any longer.

After this battle, he was no longer interested in fighting other cultivators.

Back to the Nine Mystic Sword Sect.

With a move, the sword light streaked through the void.

At this moment, thousands of miles away, countless cultivators could not hold back anymore and flew towards the wasteland.

Everyone wanted to see the outcome of this battle.

Did Immortal Han Muye win and pacify the Black Spirit Valley, or did the Black Spirit Valley remain unscathed?

In the sky, there was a stream of light.

In the Broken Soul Wasteland, the dark yellow light was sinking, revealing the blue of the sky.

Could it be that Immortal Han really won in the Sword Dao, path of the sword?

“Sword light!”

Suddenly, someone let out a low cry.

It was sword light!

Ahead, a bright sword light streaked across the sky, cutting through the clouds.

Sword cultivator!

The sword cultivator here must be the Sword Dao, path of the sword, way of the sword, Immortal Han Muye!

He had won!

The Black Spirit Valley was destroyed!

“It’s Han Muye!”

“Heavens, is there really such a Sword Dao, path of the sword, way of the sword expert in the world who can destroy the Black Spirit Valley alone?”

“As sword cultivators, we should dominate thousands of miles and kill demons and fiends!”

Countless people cheered.

At this moment, all the sword cultivators were unable to suppress their joy.

This was a great victory for sword cultivators!

“Sword Dao, path of the sword, way of the sword!”

Someone shouted.

Then countless people cheered.

“I really didn’t expect this kid to be able to flatten Black Spirit Valley alone.” Standing in the void, the Mu family’s patriarch stroked his beard and said softly, “I remember that he seems to have a good relationship with my Mu Wan…”

Beside him, Fairy Peony’s eyes lit up. She reached out and pinched the Patriarch’s waist. “Old man, why didn’t you arrange this earlier?”

Tang Yunhao and Zhao Yunlong stood together and looked at the flying sword light in the distance with surprise.

“This is the Sword Dao, path of the sword, way of the sword.”

“This is how the Sword Dao, path of the sword, way of the sword cultivators should be.”

Zhao Yunlong turned to look at Tang Yunhao and said in a low voice, “You’re in the dark and have light in your heart. Master will give you a path to heaven.”

Tang Yunhao nodded and clenched his fists gently.

One person and one sword destroyed a large sect.

Those that the world did not dare to do, those that the world did not dare to kill, and those that the world did not dare to think about, were accomplished with just a single sword strike!

This was a sword cultivator.

He remembered what Han Muye had told him back then.

A sword cultivator should have a sword in his heart.

In the sky, Han Muye, who had transformed into a sword light, had no expression on his face.

He seemed to have become two different people.

One rode the sword light, and the other floated in the nine heavens and looked down at the world below.

This was a sign of comprehending the Heavenly Dao.

He acc.u.mulated power over 50,000 miles and killed the demon with one strike.

After this strike, his Dao approached perfection.

Therefore, at this moment, he was comprehending the Dao.

However, the more this was the case, the more he felt that the Great Dao in this world was lacking.

What was missing?

Han Muye’s gaze fell on the wasteland below, which was covered by yellow soil and dust.

The wasteland was still the same.

Yes, it was still the same wasteland.

Not right!

Han Muye paused, and the sword light stopped.

After destroying the Black Spirit Valley, the entire wasteland would shatter. Why was it still that wasteland?

The wasteland should be the same as any place in the Western Frontier. There was spiritual energy, vitality, and all living beings.

However, the wasteland was still the wasteland.

The demons outside the realm devoured the Heavenly Dao!

The true mastermind behind this place was not Black Spirit Valley, but the demon hidden under the wasteland!

Han Muye stood in midair, his eyes filled with endless killing intent.

Behind him, sword light slowly appeared.

The green sword light shone with a world-shaking light.

The sword light was too bright and turned into a blazing sun!

“What—what happened to him?”

Seeing Han Muye standing where he was, and the sword light surging on his body, everyone was stunned.

He had already destroyed Black Spirit Valley, so why did he still have to use his sword?

Could it be that it was not enough for him to destroy Black Spirit Valley, but he had to destroy other sects?

“No way. Could it be that his mind was bewitched by the sword intent that rushed into his divine treasure?” Someone exclaimed and retreated.

“It’s possible. The sword intent is too strong. It mesmerizes the mind and transforms into a sword demon. It’s not unheard of.”

Someone said and quickly retreated.

How terrifying. Is the Sword Dao, path of the sword, way of the sword possessed?

Such a Sword Demon only wanted to kill with a sword. His entire body was controlled by the sword and he was undying.

“I remember now. Five hundred years ago, there were experts controlled by swords in the Sword Pavilion,” someone shouted.