Maximum Comprehension: Taking Care of Swords In A Sword Pavilion Chapter 1091 - 1091 Solo Battle in the Strongholds of the Xuntian and Zhantian Halls

Chapter 1091 - 1091 Solo Battle in the Strongholds of the Xuntian and Zhantian Halls

1091 Solo Battle in the Strongholds of the Xuntian and Zhantian Halls

If possible, Han Muye also didn’t want to reveal his full strength.

But since it had come to this, as a sword cultivator, why fear revealing his full strength!

The sword light was like a dragon. The longsword nurtured in the Infinite Unity Sword Case formed a sword formation. Although it was not the Heavenly Cycle Sword Formation, it was an array formation that Han Muye had deduced himself and could unleash the power of 10,000 swords.

At this moment, the sword transformed into the shape of a dragon, swirling around him, and with just a single rotation, it killed the surrounding demonic beasts.

Without hesitation, Han Muye led the dragon-shaped longsword to fly forward, leaving behind only a trail of blood in his original position.

Those Sword Sect disciples who were observing in the Spirit Illumination Formation could only utter faint sighs before they saw golden light enveloping Han Muye as he descended to the next level.

Level 81, slaying a hundred black-armored double-headed iron crocodiles, each one possessing divine transformation strength.

Han Muye’s longsword formed a formation, and grinding down 10,000 swords, he caused the double-headed iron crocodiles with unparalleled defense to sink into a quagmire of blood and flesh.

To pa.s.s this level, it took half a day.

Level 82, killing 50 four-winged Bijie Cloud Sparrows, each one possessing incredible speed and flame-wrapped divine abilities capable of burning through a world.

Han Muye transformed the 10,000 swords into an ice river, colliding with the power of flames and icy cold, and covering the heavens and earth. It was impossible for outsiders to observe; they were only able to hear the terrified screams of the Bijie Cloud Sparrows.

To pa.s.s this level, it took a day and a half.

…

In the 99th level, Han Muye’s longsword in his hand merged with the dragon formed by the surrounding longswords, ultimately transforming into a magnificent illusion of a sword tower.

Before him were three golden five-level sword towers.

Beneath the sword tower, three solemn-looking sword cultivator disciples appeared.

Every single one of them was at least at the supreme realm.

When the three towers appeared, there was an uproar outside the Spirit Illumination Array.

“It’s actually the Three Towers! Shouldn’t this round only appear after the 100th level?”

“The Trial of the Three Towers, we finally see this stage again!”

“The Three Towers suppress the heavens. No matter who wins or loses, this battle will be exciting.”

“Unfortunately, we can’t see it.”

Behind the Spirit Illumination Array, the sword cultivators in the trial hall muttered regretfully.

According to the rules of the trial grounds, the Trial of the Three Towers was a trial of the three halls. Once one pa.s.sed, one would be considered an elite of the three halls.

However, in the past, this level would only appear after the 110th level.

Because very few people pa.s.sed through, usually, as long as the trial disciples reached the 100th level, the Zhantian Hall would come and invite them to join.

But unexpectedly, Han Muye’s Trial of the Three Towers appeared in the 99th level, 10 levels ahead of others.

The Trial of the Three Towers involved the sect’s secrets, so the Formation Spirit would block outsiders’ perceptions.

The sword sect disciples behind the Spirit Illumination Formation could only watch as Han Muye manipulated the longsword’s dragon, transformed into a sword tower, and gradually disappeared.

All the Spirit Illumination Formations were ineffective.

In the end, whether Han Muye could pa.s.s and how long it would take, only the Formation Spirit, the true upper-level experts of the Sword Sect, and Han Muye himself knew.

In the Yunlu City Trial Hall, w.a.n.g Minghe had a smile on his face as he watched the elder who held a golden scroll step forward.

“w.a.n.g Minghe, we, holding the Sword Sect’s Golden Decree, officially notify you of your removal from the position of guarding Yuze Province. Yuze Province will be temporarily managed by five elder officials until a new guardian is finally selected.”

The white-robed elder holding the golden scroll looked at w.a.n.g Minghe and spoke aloud.

Behind him were Xiong Ke, Wu Chaoshen, and a few experts from the Zhenxuan Hall and the Zhenhuang Hall.

This procession was an official handover ceremony.

“Elders, please wait a moment. I need to bathe, change clothes, and organize doc.u.ments. It will take three days,” w.a.n.g Minghe chuckled and spoke, slowly adjusting his robes but not reaching out to accept the scroll.

Hearing his words, the old man holding the scroll frowned.

“w.a.n.g Minghe, you should know the rules of the Sword Sect. Once the formal handover takes place, you must surrender the Guardian’s Heart Seal within a quarter of an hour,” Xiong Ke stared at w.a.n.g Minghe and said in a low voice.

Beside him, Wu Chaoshen’s gaze fell upon the illusory light screen of the Spirit Illumination Formation, his expression serious.

“He’s stalling!” he uttered in a low voice, taking a step forward and slamming his palm towards the formation.

Chen Qiu, who stood by w.a.n.g Minghe’s side, raised his hand, and sword light s.h.i.+mmered around him.

“Enough, stop!” the elder holding the golden scroll coldly shouted, and golden light radiated from the scroll, blocking Chen Qiu and Wu Chaoshen.

“w.a.n.g Minghe is still a Guardian of a Province after all. He should still maintain some dignity,” the elder snorted, looking at w.a.n.g Minghe. “Two hours.”

w.a.n.g Minghe nodded with a smile.

On the opposite side, Wu Chaoshen’s face darkened.

“Everyone, please wait for me outside the hall.”

w.a.n.g Minghe smiled and raised his hand.

A green immortal light pushed everyone out of the Trial Hall.

When the Trial Hall was empty, he turned around, his face showing a touch of desolation.

“Two hours, this is my last chance to fight. Han Muye, I hope you…”

…

Two hours later, w.a.n.g Minghe handed over all his seals, removed the immortal-patterned robe that represented his position as a Province Guardian, and returned the golden crown.

The Sword Sect Elder named Su Yunong read out the sect’s decree. He, Chen Qiu, Xiong Ke, Wu Chaoshen, and another Elder from the Zhenxuan Hall, Yu Ze, formed a temporary guardian elder group to manage the matters in the Yuze province.

“w.a.n.g Minghe, the Guardian of Yuze province, concealed the fact that he was unable to overcome the Five Decays of Heaven and Man, lacked the ability to suppress the local forces, and caused a backlash from powerful enemies. His guilt is undeniable. He shall be imprisoned in the Sword Tower, awaiting the final decision of the Supreme Elder Council.

“Zhang Zhenbiao, the Guardian of Sanhuo City, knew but did not report, triggering the great calamity in Sanhuo City. He has both merits and crimes. He shall be imprisoned in the Sword Tower, awaiting the decision of the Elder Council.

“The Wanshen Trading Company has been colluding with the great demons of the Bitter Immortal Realm, causing harm to the interests of our Mystic Spirit Sword Sect. Effective immediately, all affiliated businesses shall be suppressed, and all individuals involved shall be detained.”