Maximum Comprehension: Taking Care of Swords In A Sword Pavilion Chapter 2167: 923, I'm down!

Chapter 2167: 923, I’m down!

“Flee—”

A shout rang out, and someone turned to run.

It was just the s.p.a.ce of ten breaths; they didn’t believe they couldn’t escape.

Who was willing to submit, to entrust their lives and fortunes to another?

Thousands of cultivators from various sects scattered to escape, streaks of Flowing Light shooting in every direction.

“Peak Master Han said, if even one person escapes, I, Su Juesheng, will not be admitted into Moon-Encompa.s.sing Peak.”

“You are not giving me, Su Juesheng, face.”

In midair, a faint voice sounded.

The originally grand sword light suddenly exploded, turning into dozens of clear, bright Flowing Lights.

The lights flashed, splitting into thousands of fleeting three-foot-long swords.

“Hum—”

The swords slashed toward all directions.

Those fleeing figures were caught up by the sword light, and unless they had reached the Dao Breaking Realm, none could block this sword light and were pierced through.

Under this one sword, at least three hundred cultivators were slain, their scattered blood qi and smoke pillars of Origin rose to the skies, dyeing the Hundred Li Territory red.

Below, the powerful individuals from various sects all had solemn expressions, with all cultivators who had not reached the Dao Breaking Realm trembling in fear.

At this moment, whoever moved would die!

“Ten.”

“Nine.”

“Eight.”

Above in the sky, a voice faintly rose.

Su Juesheng, alone with his sword, his figure slowly fading away.

Below, Xu Tang, gripping a long saber in his hand, clenched his teeth, eyes wide.

“Sect Master, let’s fight them!”

“Sect Master Xu, lead us to break through!”

“Brother Xu, make your move!”

Cries rose one after the other.

Xu Tang was one of the three leaders of the Allied Forces.

Xu Tang was the master of a sect.

Xu Tang was a Half-step Extinction Path expert.

Xu Tang was—

“Ten breaths have pa.s.sed, you—” The sword light in midair began to flash with green light along with the voice.

On Skywind Ridge, among those few falling figures, someone moved, rus.h.i.+ng toward Su Juesheng.

Su Juesheng’s figure faded, and within ten miles around, the air turned cold as ice.

“I surrender!”

Xu Tang shouted loudly.

Su Juesheng’s figure appeared behind him, his sword edge a mere three feet from Xu Tang’s back.

He had surrendered.

Xu Tang’s voice left those surrounding cultivators somewhat stunned.

How could he just surrender?

Xu Tang, the master of Blood Battle Spirit Sect and a sect caretaker.

This man was also a Half-step Extinction Path expert.

How could he surrender?

“Sect Master Xu is wise to read the times.”

Su Juesheng’s voice carried a hint of regret as his figure vanished from where he stood.

The sword light once again gathered in midair, transforming into cold, harsh three-foot-long swords circling overhead.

When the sword light cut down again, any who had not surrendered would surely have their bodies shattered by this sword.

“I surrender.”

“I have surrendered…”

Voices started rising one after another as figures bowed in submission.

The figure that had come das.h.i.+ng towards Su Juesheng stopped in front of him, punching out.

Su Juesheng laughed heartily, his sword thrusting forward.

The sword light transformed into hundreds and thousands of blades, parrying the punch.

Within a thousand zhang, cold and blazing energies intertwined.

Brilliant lights exploded all around.

Su Juesheng’s figure shook slightly and the sword light solidified.

The one who threw the punch also came to a halt, revealing a face with traces of surprise.

A long bearded elder in a black robe, with thick palms, his blood essence forming a faint sword light.

“To fight in the Dao Extinguis.h.i.+ng Realm with a Dao Breaking strength, you are among the rare sword masters I’ve seen,” the elder with long eyebrows said.

“I hope you don’t die in the battle for the Heavenly Dao.”

The long-eyebrowed elder shouted and turned to leave.

“Han Muye, the All-Encompa.s.sing Sword Sect has received the summons, Moon-Encompa.s.sing Peak must not engage in battle anymore.”

“Three years later, the three thousand disciples of the All-Encompa.s.sing Sword Sect will head to Cloud Heaven Dao Gate to partic.i.p.ate in the battle for the sky.”

The loud cries echoed, and it seemed as if origin forces were stirring between heaven and earth around them.

Han Muye’s gaze fell on the black token flying towards him.

There were profound runes on the token.

This was the Heaven and Earth Divine Pattern of the Great Pantheon Plane, a symbol of the concentration of origin power between heaven and earth.

Only by holding this object could one step out of the Great Pantheon Plane.

However, the power gathered in this token was not enough, it could only slightly control a thread of origin and could not leave the Great Pantheon Plane too far.

Han Muye took the token and turned his gaze ahead.

Yu Cangshan, the Sect Master of the Heavenly Roaring Sect, had died in battle, dropping his long saber on the ground.

He reached out to hold the long saber, and a trace of faint blood qi was injected into it.

Scene after scene emerged in his mind.

“Buzz—”

The faint golden chains around him vibrated.

The battle for the sky, the Thirty-Six Sword Sects, Cloud Heaven Dao Gate.

The Wind Spirit Sword had already been handed over to someone from Cloud Heaven Dao Gate in exchange for the Heaven Guarding Roaring Gate’s safety in this battle for the sky.

The reason why the All-Encompa.s.sing Sword Sect was targeted was precisely because it did not belong to Cloud Heaven Dao Gate; it was one of the inheritances of the Thirty-Six Sword Sects.

Yu Cangshan was a Dao Extinguis.h.i.+ng Realm expert and the master of a sect; the information in the saber was extensive and long-standing.

After grasping all the information, Han Muye truly understood the surrounding situation.

Whether it be the Heavenly Roaring Sect or the All-Encompa.s.sing Sword Sect, they were both under the command of the Overlord Sect — Cloud Heaven Dao Gate within a hundred thousand miles.

The battle for the sky held every 300 years was an opportunity for Cloud Heaven Dao Gate to reduce the forces of all parties.

No sect could preserve their strength through the ten-year battle for the sky.

This time, the Heavenly Roaring Sect seized the Wind Spirit Sword and sought the inheritance of the Moon-Encompa.s.sing Peak to exchange for the protection of an elite powerhouse from Cloud Heaven Dao Gate.

“Young Master Yang, He Chengyang.”

Han Muye whispered softly, his gaze turning towards the distance.

Figures were quickly approaching from below the mountain ridge.

“Greetings, Peak Master Han.”

“Xu Tang greets Peak Master Han.”

“Peak Master Han above, from now on, we will follow Moon-Encompa.s.sing Peak’s lead.”

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All-Encompa.s.sing Peak.

Sect Master Xia Mingtang sat solemnly, his expression grave.

The other peak masters and elders all had unpleasant looks on their faces.

Who could have imagined that Han Muye, the master of Moon-Encompa.s.sing Peak, would suppress all sides with the strength of his peak and capture the entire Allied Forces in one fell swoop?

Yu Cangshan of the Heavenly Roaring Sect also died at Skywind Ridge.

Now, All-Encompa.s.sing Peak was rallying the Allied Forces, totaling over five thousand people, marching towards the All-Encompa.s.sing Sword Sect.

With such momentum, how can the All-Encompa.s.sing Sword Sect withstand it?

Who can stand against the one who could slay Yu Cangshan?

“Sect Master, shall we, maybe we—” The person below who wanted to speak stopped mid-sentence, no longer daring to continue.

Because the chilliness in Xia Mingtang’s eyes made his words falter.

“An army will be met with a general, water that comes will be covered with earth; Han Muye isn’t made of iron, can he directly attack All-Encompa.s.sing Peak?”

Below, a black-robed elder stood up and spoke loudly.

“Exactly, let us set up the array, and we’ll see if he can break into All-Encompa.s.sing Peak,” someone shouted, their voice tinged with a hint of fervor.

Xia Mingtang snorted softly, just about to speak when he suddenly trembled all over.

“Dong—”

“Dong—”

“Dong—”

The continuous sound of bells rang out.

A formidable enemy?

An army?

Has the Moon-Encompa.s.sing Peak army already returned?

The people inside the hall looked at each other and quickly stood up.

“Sect Master, I will defend Yunque Peak.”

“Sect Master, I have a duty at Tianyun Peak, so I will not stay in All-Encompa.s.sing Peak.”

“Sect Master, rest a.s.sured, I will defend Sanyang Peak with all my might.”

…

Within moments, the hall was nearly empty.

Xia Mingtang and the others in front displayed a touch of surprise on their faces.

That was quite the hasty retreat.

“Disciples of Moon-Encompa.s.sing Peak present Sect Master Guo Hua’s Sword Bone to the Sword Nurturing Hut, please welcome it, Sect Master—” A loud call spread across the area from afar.