Maximum Comprehension: Taking Care of Swords In A Sword Pavilion Chapter 392 - Rising Dragon Platform, Han Muye is Waiting to be Taught! (2)

Chapter 392: Rising Dragon Platform, Han Muye is Waiting to be Taught! (2)

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Since he had gotten up, why not draw his sword?

Below, a sword light rose.

Then, a second one.

The third.

The fourth.

Countless!

The waves covered the sky, and no one knew where the sword light came from.

Water vapor filled the air as the sword intent pierced through the sword light and crashed into the sky.

Han Muye laughed and threw out the Cloud Dragon Sword.

The long sword combined with the countless sword intents and sword Qi below, turning into a huge sword that was 30,000 feet long.

Han Muye’s smile widened.

He could feel the denseness of the Infinite Dao Sect from the combined sword intents, the lightness of the Moonlight Sword Sect, the heat of the Fire Spirit Dao Sect, and the etherealness of the Yuntai Dao Sect…

The momentum of the Western Frontier was all in this sword!

The long sword roared and slashed down at the clouds!

Daoist Wan Hua’s face was cold as he shouted and waved his hand. However, his expression changed drastically!

The power of the array that could easily destroy this sword did not react at all.

Where was the power of the array that gathered more than half of the experts of the Western Frontier?

More than a thousand Gold Core Realm cultivators, half-step Heaven Realm cultivators, and even several Heaven Realm cultivators were not under his control!

Daoist Wan Hua turned around and there was silence all around!

Some cultivators lowered their heads, some lowered their eyes, and some sneered.

On the clouds, 90% of the cultivators did not contribute to the power of the array!

With just 10% of power from the Golden Core Realm cultivators, he could not block the sword light gathered by tens of thousands of elites of the sect below!

Moreover, Han Muye was using a magic treasure sword.

He couldn’t block it!

Daoist Wan Hua’s figure flashed and left.

He walked resolutely.

He left the surroundings in a daze.

The Golden Core cultivator named Zhou Chenggang was dumbfounded.

The number one expert of the Western Frontier had escaped?

The Grand Elder whom he had always relied on had abandoned him and fled?

A sword light descended.

“Boom!”

The cloud was split in half.

Zhou Chenggang, the elder of the Spiritual Dao Sect, exploded with the cloud.

A single sword strike had killed a Golden Core elder of the Spiritual Dao Sect!

The clouds were rolling about.

The long sword slashed down, bringing about a loud bang.

Han Muye held his sword in his hand and floated quietly in the air. He lowered his head and said, “Jiang Qi, are you satisfied with this answer?”

Hearing his words, Jiang Qi, who was rooted to the ground, looked up at the sky and laughed, his face covered in tears.

“Satisfied, satisfied… Haha, in more than 300 years, I, Jiang Qi, have never felt so carefree.

“This is the best way to cultivate.”

Jiang Qi bowed deeply to Han Muye and shouted, “Jiang Qi thanks Immortal Han for helping us today.

“If Jiang Qi doesn’t die, Immortal Han can order him around.”

“Why do you want to die?” Han Muye turned around and looked at the severed cloud. “Is the Spiritual Dao Sect going to kill you?

“I’m the one who killed him. They should blame me for this.”

The sword in his hand slowly returned to its sheath. With his hands behind his back, he slowly descended.

“If anyone comes after me, I’ll kill them.

“If no one dares to seek revenge on me, I’ll be happy.

“How fast is this cultivation?”

How fast!

Looking at Han Muye, who was riding in the air and descending step by step, countless people looked envious.

The number one person in the Western Frontier drew his sword and killed.

With the sword in hand, one could take on the world.

This was cultivation.

Even when Han Muye landed on the bluestone with steam rising from it, the sky did not react at all.

Whether it was the Spiritual Dao Sect or the Golden Cores of the various sects, none of them made a sound or attacked.

Han Muye shook his head, put away his sword, and waved his hand. A formation disc landed in front of him, and then a spiritual light rose, isolating it from outsiders.

From the sky, Jiang Qi landed on the riverbank and strode away.

No one stopped him.

Who would dare?

In the array light screen, Han Muye watched Jiang Qi leave with a smile.

After today, the Spiritual Dao Sect’s prestige in the Western Frontier was gone!

In the cultivation world, it took thousands or even tens of thousands of years to gather power, but if it were to collapse, it would only take one strike!

If Daoist Wan Hua had attacked forcefully just now and suppressed Han Muye with his absolute strength, the Spiritual Dao Sect would still be the number one sect in the Western Frontier.

Unfortunately, Daoist Wan Hua didn’t dare.

In front of the sword light that gathered countless sword intent and sword qi, he retreated and let the sword light kill his sect elder.

Today, not only did the Spiritual Dao Sect’s might collapse, but the might of Daoist Wan Hua was also cut off by a sword.

In the future, the Western Frontier would no longer be suppressed by anyone!

Han Muye turned around and saw the fighting spirit of countless people on the entire River Heart Island.

He believed that this heaven-defying sword technique would take root in the hearts of these sect elites and sprout.

One day, everyone would dare to draw their swords!

“Sigh, what a pity. I really want to experience the power of the Seven Stars Glorious Sun.

“Speaking of which, the last time Sword Venerable Yuan Tian used this move was 10,000 years ago.”

Daoist Dayan muttered.

Seven Stars Glorious Sun!

When the power of the seven sword pills gathered, their combat strength multiplied, and they could kill Heaven Realm experts.

When Han Muye obtained the Yu Chen Sword Pill, the seven sword pills in his hand could set up this powerful Seven Stars Glorious Sun Sword Array.

Hearing Daoist Dayan’s words, Zhao Yunlong echoed, “It’s indeed a pity that we can’t see you show off.

“Speaking of which, what’s the story between you and the Yu Chen Sword Pill? The moonlight is perfect tonight. Why don’t you tell me?”

…

After a night of cultivation, the sky lit up, and purple energy came from the east.

On River Heart Island, some people roared.

After that, numerous figures flashed into appearance, and they either rode on their swords or rode on the black-armored fish demons.

No one surrounded the Spiritual Dao Sect, nor was there anyone waiting for the Nine Mystic Sword Sect.

As Han Muye had said, why should one care about others when one was living for oneself?

Han Muye put away the array disc and laughed. A pair of jade-colored feathered wings appeared under his feet and he flew onto the river.