Maximum Comprehension: Taking Care of Swords In A Sword Pavilion Chapter 842 - 842 The Immortal World is the Immortal World

Chapter 842 - 842 The Immortal World is the Immortal World

842 The Immortal World is the Immortal World

These dead warriors under the Heaven Trampling Demon G.o.d had a single mission when they came to the Dao Battleground, and it was to protect her and Huang Zhihu.

They even brought news that Heaven Trampler Huang Zhenxiong would personally come to look for them.

They also brought some jade slips with Huang Six’s phantom and what Huang Six wanted to tell her.

That night, Lu Qingping cried a few times.

Huang Zhenxiong was still alive and had already become a Great Sage of the demonic path.

She and their daughter were not alone.

The lightning dissipated, and a banquet began in the palace.

It was a family banquet. There was only Lu Qingping, Yunjin, Yunduan, and Huang Zhihu.

Not long after the banquet began, Han Muye and Gao Xiaoxuan rushed over.

At this moment, the spiritual light on Gao Xiaoxuan’s body had already retracted. There was no longer any trace of demonic intent.

Everyone stood up and bowed to Han Muye.

Huang Zhihu and Yunduan also hurriedly gave up their seats.

“Sixth Sister-in-law.” Gao Xiaoxuan looked at Lu Qingping.

“Xiaoxuan.” Lu Qingping looked emotional and said softly, “You’ve grown up.”

Gao Xiaoxuan was carrying a long sword on his back. He was handsome and delicate.

“Sixth Brother sent me to protect Sixth Sister-in-law and niece Zhihu.” Gao Xiaoxuan’s expression did not change. He turned to look at Huang Zhihu.

Huang Zhihu raised her head and sized him up. She muttered, “Didn’t you say it’s Brother Xiaoxuan? How did you become Uncle Xiaoxuan? Uncle ages easily…”

“Zhihu, quickly call Uncle.” Lu Qingping glared at Huang Zhihu.

Huang Zhihu called out ‘Uncle Xuan’ in a voice softer than a cat.

At the side, Yunjin looked at Han Muye with some warmth, but she did not dare to meet his eyes.

The atmosphere of this banquet was a little strange.

At the end, Gao Xiaoxuan followed Lu Qingping and Huang Zhihu to the arranged residence. Han Muye returned to the Pill Destiny Pavilion alone, while Yunjin stayed in the palace.

“Mother, you can tell, right? The way Princess Yunjin looks at G.o.dfather.

“Mother, do you know the relationship between Uncle Xiaoxuan and Auntie Wuhen?

“Mother, I’ve seen the jade slip Father gave me. Goodness, Heaven Trampler, that valiant appearance of his is so domineering. Why did all of them say that my Father is Sixth Brother?”

…

Huang Zhihu muttered all sorts of things beside her mother. Gao Xiaoxuan’s expression did not change as he rode behind the carriage, as if he did not hear anything.

Lu Qingping stared at Huang Zhihu angrily.

“Tell me, why are you so close to the Emperor?

“Did he take advantage of you?

“What did your G.o.dfather say? Did he ask the royal family to propose marriage?

“Girls have to follow the rules. How am I going to explain to your father when he comes back?”

…

Whispers were heard in the carriage.

Gao Xiaoxuan and the group of demonic death soldiers brought all kinds of treasures.

These were all given to Lu Qingping and Huang Zhihu by Huang Six.

Lu Qingping didn’t care about the treasures. She just accepted them and said that she would give them to Huang Zhihu as a dowry in the future.

Huang Zhihu, on the other hand, chose some and used whatever she could use first.

Her cultivation level was about to reach the Heaven Realm, but she lacked acc.u.mulation and needed more training.

Three days later, Han Muye gathered the generals of the Mystic Sun Guards in the Imperial City. Huang Zhihu and the sword cultivator commanders under her were also summoned.

“From today onwards, the Mystic Sun Guards and the Eastern Sea Sword Dao cultivators will all switch to using the same standard sword.

“All military formations, practice the Heavenly Cycle Sword Formation.”

Han Muye’s gaze landed on Huang Zhihu.

“Tell me, how long will it take?”

Standard sword.

Practice the military formation.

The military formation drill had actually been going on for a long time.

However, because cultivators had different sword techniques and cultivation foundations, their cultivation levels were different, and the swords in their hands were different, it was difficult for them to form combat strength.

Only those sword cultivators who formed the Heavenly Cycle Sword Formation using sword cores would have some sword formation power.

However, these sword cores only had the power of ordinary spirit weapons, so the combat power they formed was limited.

“Minister Han, the Eastern Sea sword cultivators have long been proficient in their military formations. It’s just that it’s difficult to configure the standard sword. I’m afraid it will take three years to achieve the power of the sword formation.”

Huang Zhihu thought for a moment and bowed.

At this moment, in the main hall, what she said was the truth.

Being able to form a formation in three years and unleash the power of the Heavenly Cycle Sword Formation was already the limit of what she could do.

This did not mean that all tens of millions of sword cultivators would partic.i.p.ate, but a portion of them.

It was simply impossible for tens of millions of sword cultivators to form a grand array.

“These are 10 million standard swords, 2 million Mystic Sun Guards, and 10 million Eastern Sea sword cultivators.”

Han Muye raised his hand and placed a few jade boxes on the long table.

“I’ll give you 10 years to train the army.

“Ten years later, if the military formation fails, I will punish you severely.”

Han Muye’s voice was cold.

The generals below stood up and bowed. “Yes!”

Huang Zhihu was pleasantly surprised.

With so many standard swords, there was no need to worry about battle formations!

The thought of 10 million sword cultivators forming the Heavenly Cycle Formation made one’s heart surge.

After taking out the sword, Han Muye stopped caring about the court.

With 10,000 advisors, they could handle anything in the Heavenly Mystic.

He did not return to the Pill Destiny Pavilion. Instead, he went straight to the Xin Xiang’s residence, stepped into a quiet room, and began his seclusion.

The Prime Minister’s Mansion was enveloped by spiritual light as sword lights intertwined.

At this moment, Han Muye sat cross-legged with his eyes closed. The power of his soul quietly landed on the incarnation of a divine beast tens of thousands of miles away.

Before his main body and incarnation fused, if his soul power wanted to deal with the battle, he would have to enter seclusion and divert his attention.

At this moment, his incarnation was facing a huge battle. He had no choice but to enter seclusion with his main body and focus on supporting his incarnation.

Inside the dam.

When Han Muye’s divine beast incarnation returned to the dam, he crossed tens of thousands of miles and met the golden-armored general that he and Daoist Dayan had robbed.

It seemed that this guy had remembered his aura and was waiting for him to come.

This time, Han Muye did not flinch.

He had already completely controlled the body of a divine beast. The combat strength of this incarnation was so strong that he was really not afraid of anything in the dam that suppressed the Dao.

“Boom!”

The golden-armored general’s long saber was blocked by Han Muye’s fist. Then he punched his armor and forced it back.

This was already the hundredth day of the battle between Han Muye and the golden-armored general.

Over the past hundred days, Han Muye had slowly gained the upper hand.

The Ancient Divine General’s combat experience was indeed rich. Every move and style was pushed to the extreme.

In the beginning, even with the power of a divine beast, Han Muye could barely maintain his undefeated state.

During the battle, he kept comprehending the changes in the circulation of his power and even began to simulate his opponent’s methods.

Two months later, their attacks had changed, and Han Muye was slowly escaping his suppressed position.

In the next month or so, Han Muye could already suppress the other party.

“Boom!”

With another punch, the golden-armored general’s robe shattered.

When his armor shattered, the Divine General spat out a mouthful of blood mixed with gold.

His originally tyrannical and confused eyes revealed a trace of clarity.

His gaze landed on Han Muye. He seemed to be thinking or searching his memories.

“Divine Court, chaos, dam…”

A look of pain crossed his face.

“Transcendence, it’s all about transcendence.

“Everyone wants to go to the Immortal World!”

The Divine General’s eyes flickered with a blood-colored light as he looked up at Han Muye. “I’m all ants, all ants!”

Han Muye took a step forward and slashed down with his soul sword.

With a flash of the sword light, the divine soul of the divine general trembled, and his eyes regained some clarity.

“The Divine Court is a tool for the Immortal World to rule.

“We’re just domesticated dogs and horses. Even the Divine Venerable can’t escape.”

The Divine General grabbed Han Muye’s arm, his aura surging. “The Sky Reaching Tree. Only the Sky Reaching Tree has a chance…”

Before he could finish his messy words, the divine general had already cried out in pain, and divine light exploded from his body.

Fallen.

An Ancient Divine General whose combat strength was comparable to a Divine Venerable had died in this dam.

Beside Han Muye, Daoist Dayan looked excitedly at the pile of various treasures flickering with golden light in front of him.

Han Muye’s expression was calm as he reached out and picked up the long saber on the ground.

Taking a deep breath, he injected his sword qi into the saber.

“Boom!”

Endless streams of light appeared in his mind, and the magnificent scene of the Divine Court appeared again.

The Divine Court.

Divine General.

“The Immortal Realm recruits every 100,000 years. All the Dao Ancestors and Divine Venerables have to go, but they never return.”

“Where exactly is the Immortal World? What will happen if we head there?”

“Divine Emperor Wu Yan, you have to give us all an explanation today!”

A mighty voice sounded, and Han Muye felt that he almost lost his mind.

It was the voice of a Divine Venerable. The ray of spiritual light was the Divine Venerable.

“Divine Venerable?

“He’s just a weakling. There’s no need to know too much.

“Do you want me to suppress everyone?”

An illusory voice sounded from the void.

This voice was like a mortal without any power, but it directly destroyed all the spiritual light.

“Disperse. The immortal energy will crush you. You won’t be able to withstand it.

“Immortals are immortals.

“The Immortal World is the Immortal World.”