Maximum Comprehension: Taking Care of Swords In A Sword Pavilion

The soaring sword light suppressed the light of the passage that was about to dissipate.

At this moment, all the gazes around Cloud Nest Ridge landed on Han Muye.

Han Muye slashed down, guiding the sword Qi that filled the sky to ruthlessly strike the demonic shadow that had rushed out of the passageway.

"Boom—"

The sword light shattered, and the demonic shadow was knocked back into the passageway.

"Roar—"

Golden light flashed in the passage, and demonic shadows flashed and roared.

Demons.

Outlander demons.

This term was unfamiliar yet not unfamiliar to the cultivation world.

Most cultivators in the cultivation world had never heard of it.

It was not unfamiliar because the ancient books of the major sects had records of the ravages of evil.

A single demon could kill countless mortals and wreak havoc for hundreds of years.

Demons were cunning, ferocious, and strange.

The key was that every evil demon was incomparably powerful.

The lowest cultivation level recorded in the ancient books was at least the fifth level of the Golden Core Realm.

The strongest was at the Heaven Realm.

The great demon disappeared eventually. No one knew where it came from or where it went.

Before everyone could heave a sigh of relief, a roar came from the passage.

Han Muye snorted coldly. Sword light rose from his body again, and he slashed down.

"Boom—"

The sword light collided with a demonic shadow and shattered again. The demonic shadow did not retreat into the passage but stood in front of the pillar of light.

This demonic shadow was covered in blood and bones. Its eyes were deep, and there were dark blue flames circulating.

The bone spikes on his body were like armor. They flickered with a dark halo and were stained with blood, making him look extremely ferocious.

"The smell of blood is really nostalgic…"

The demon threw the heart in its hand into its mouth and chewed it. Then it let out a strange laugh. The sound was like the friction of rubbing dry old branches together.

Although its voice was strange, it could be understood.

"It's an outlander demon!"

Luo Xiaoyu, who was standing not far away, let out a low cry and raised her hand, releasing a cold light.

The cold light turned into an arrow and shot towards the blood-colored skeleton.

"Bam!"

The ice arrow shattered, and the demon bared its sharp fangs.

"Not strong enough."

After saying that, it looked up at Han Muye. "Your sword still smells a little."

The dissipating sword intent on Han Muye's body condensed again, and battle intent rose in his eyes.

This evil demon was very powerful.

The demon's gaze swept around, and its wizened face, covered in magic patterns, broke into a smile.

"Hehe, a world full of bloody food. Really, what a good place."

The demon raised its arm and let out a piercing scream.

This sharp whistle seemed to be able to penetrate everyone's eardrums and reach the depths of their minds.

Luo Xiaoyu and Li Three, who were standing nearby, were pale and staggered. They could not even stand up straight.

The small green soul sword in Han Muye's divine treasure vibrated and resolved all the damage.

In the distance, all the cultivators below the Earth Realm were dizzy.

"It's the Heavenly Demon Roar!"

"This evil demon is of the Heavenly Demon Clan."

Several figures flew over from afar, and sword light and spiritual light collided with the evil demon.

These were the only Golden Core cultivators left on Cloud Nest Ridge.

Sun Mu of the Nine Mystic Sword Sect was still alive.

"Boom—"

All the sword light and spiritual light were blocked by a gray iron curtain.

In the demon's palm, a tattered iron umbrella gently rotated, raising a dark halo.

"Demon treasure! Run! This treasure is comparable to a Dharma treasure. With this, it can unleash the strength of a half-step Heaven Realm expert!"

Someone shouted and turned to flee.

Someone stood where he was and looked at the iron umbrella with greed in his eyes.

If he could obtain such a treasure, his combat strength would definitely increase greatly.

"Senior Brother Han, I'm afraid this demon is not simple. Leave first," Sun Mu said in a low voice.

He shifted his body and shielded Han Muye behind him.

"Roar—"

The evil demon blocked all the sword light and spiritual light, rolled up the iron umbrella in its hand, raised its hand, turned it into a long saber, and slashed down fiercely.

A piercing scream could be heard in the cacophony and the saber flashed with blood.

Three Golden Core cultivators were cut into two.

"Let's go. We can't stop this demon!"

"Quickly report to the Spiritual Dao Sect and ask them to issue a Demon Slaying Token."

The Golden Core cultivators who still harbored greed hurriedly fled in all directions.

They had survived the previous battle. If they didn't leave now, wouldn't they be seeking death?

After killing three Golden Cores with one slash, the bloody color of the long saber in the evil demon's hand became even darker.

A stream of blood Qi was summoned. The evil demon took a long breath and swallowed the blood Qi.

After devouring blood and Qi, a layer of gray skin grew out from the bones of the evil demon.

It threw its head back and laughed, raising its hand to wave a long knife.

Countless roars sounded, and a demonic sound wreaked havoc, causing all the low-level cultivators within a hundred miles to fall to the ground with pale faces.

This demonic sound immediately penetrated the soul. Those without enough soul power could not resist it at all.

No one had expected the great demon that came out of the passage to be so powerful.

The strength of the demon turned the cultivators on the Cloud Nest Ridge into lambs waiting to be slaughtered.

Many cultivators who were far away realized that something was wrong. They quietly turned around and fled into the distance.

Those who were close were suppressed by the might of the evil demon, and even moving their feet was difficult.

The evil demon roared. Behind it, thousands of black-armored demons were about to rush out of the spatial passageway that still had a trace of spiritual light left.

These evil demons were tall and had thorns growing on their backs. Their eyes were red, and black demonic aura lingered on their heads, mouths, and noses.

If these demons rushed out of the passage, all the cultivators on Cloud Nest Ridge would probably be devoured.

"Li Xixi, I'll detonate my Golden Core and create an opportunity. Use all your strength to ride the sword and take Senior Brother Han out of here."

Sun Mu swept his gaze across the tens of thousands of cultivators on the Cloud Nest Ridge and said in a low voice, "These evil demons might not chase after you for a while."

Li Three nodded and gently raised the sword in her hand.

With the million cultivators of the Cloud Nest Ridge as bait, they protected the elites of the younger generation and left.

There was blood everywhere. These evil demons would not be interested in chasing after those who escaped.

It was not only Sun Mu who instructed her. There was also a Golden Core cultivator from the Spiritual Dao Sect standing in front of Luo Xiaoyu.

In the face of death, these people knew who to give up and who to sacrifice.

Sun Mu took a deep breath and slowly walked forward.

Just as spiritual light flashed on his body, Han Muye raised his hand and pressed his shoulder.

"I'll do it."

The sword light on Han Muye's body appeared again.

He was confident that he could get away.

But if he walked away today, his heart would never be at peace again.

There were nearly a million cultivators on Cloud Nest Ridge.

There were Sixth Sister-in-law, Jiang Han, Zhao Youzhi, Song Qi, He Xuanqi, and countless Western Frontier cultivators he was familiar with.

If he didn't have the strength to fight, he would turn around and escape. When his cultivation level increased in the future, he would kill the evil demon, and avenge everyone.

But now he was reluctant to go.

He had the Sword of the Soul in his divine treasure.

There were 51 sword intents in his Qi Sea.

There was a sword intent in his dantian, and 17 immortal-grade pills.

I haven't even fought yet, so why am I leaving! he thought.

Taking a step forward, sword light condensed on Han Muye's body.

In one step, 17 Immortal Grade Pills exploded.

The instantaneous burst of spiritual light turned into a cloud pillar that covered Han Muye's figure.

The Destiny and Purple Flame swords intersected. The two sword intents directly fused and transformed into the Prairie Fire Sword Technique.

A fire dragon roared as it emerged and slammed into the demon's chest.

Back then, Patriarch Tao Ran and Sword Pavilion's elder, Gao Changgong, almost injured a Heaven Realm cultivator with a sword. He was Wind Spiritual Sword Sect Master, Zhang Cheng.

Today, the 17 Immortal Grade Pills in Han Muye's dantian exploded, and the spiritual energy was not much weaker than two half-step Heaven Realm cultivators.

When this sword was unleashed, the power of the fire dragon directly knocked the evil demon back and it fell back into the spatial passageway.

The demon roared and was about to rush out when Han Muye flew up and crashed into the spatial passageway.

"He, he wants to die with the evil demon?" Luo Xiaoyu's expression was complicated as she whispered, "He is the real sword cultivator…"

"Clang—"

With a sword cry, Li Three, who was holding a black sword, flew into the spatial passageway.

In the distance, because the evil demon had fallen back into the spatial passageway, the mental suppression power of the Heavenly Demon Roar had disappeared. Countless low-level cultivators stood up.

Without hesitation, someone turned and fled.

Someone holding a sword Dharma artifact rushed towards the spatial passageway.

"Take Sixth Sister-in-law away."

Zhao Youzhi, who only had one arm, spoke softly.

"Sixth Brother killed the great demon and turned into a demon to leave. We can't let Sixth Sister-in-law get hurt again."

The cultivators standing beside Lu Qingping nodded.

Lu Qingping's expression was complicated. She clenched her fists and did not refuse.

"I'll go help Senior Brother Han." Zhao Youzhi's eyes lit up as he held the broken sword in his hand tightly.

"It's just death."

As soon as he finished speaking, he flew towards the faint spiritual light pillar.

On the distant mountain range, the eyes of a female cultivator in a man's black robe and white martial arts clothes flickered.

She looked at the cultivators rushing into the passageway and smiled.

"I didn't expect that the Western Frontier still had some guts. That guy looks like a sword cultivator."

As she spoke, she held a sheathed black sword in her hand and took a step forward. Her figure crossed thousands of feet and landed on the pillar of light coming through the spatial passageway.

"If not for the mission, I really want to leave the Heavenly Mystic World and see the outside world."

The female cultivator muttered as her figure silently landed in the spatial passageway.

"Boom—"

As soon as they entered the spatial passageway, deafening battle roars sounded.

Golden light filled the path ahead. In the passage that was slowly sealing the town, a sword light emitted a dazzling spiritual light.

The intensity of this sword light suppressed all the demonic Qi in the passageway.

"Mystic Sun Technique?" The female cultivator stared at the sword light gathered on Han Muye's body and whispered.

"So he's who the Prime Minister said he is."

"Bam—"

The sword light collided with the demonic light and shattered. The sword intent was exhausted.

"Let me see how much sword intent you still have."

The demon roared, and the long saber in his hand slashed at Han Muye's head with fiery flames.

"Buzz—" Above Han Muye's head, the sword light rose again and collided with the long saber.

Han Muye did not take a step back. The evil demon retreated and collided with the black-armored demons behind him.

"Roar—"

"If I hadn't been suppressed here for 10,000 years, how could I have been repelled by a mere sword intent!"

The evil demon roared angrily and grabbed a black-armored demon beside him. It crushed its body with its claws, and black demonic Qi surged and gathered on its body.

Han Muye raised his hand, and the Destiny and Purple Flame swords merged, forming another sword light that swept back.

Countless black-armored demons were engulfed in flames and roared as they turned into ashes.

Han Muye had long discovered that the Mystic Sun Technique was created to suppress demons.