Maximum Comprehension: Taking Care of Swords In A Sword Pavilion

Chapter 2214: 970, Heaven-Stabilizing Sword Sect Sect Leader, Yu Shaotang
 

Sword.

In his mind, before the golden gate of flames, a True Spirit Sword appeared in Han Muye’s hand.

No sooner had the sword appeared than the surrounding flames were immobilized.

With the sword in his hand, Han Muye moved, sweeping the sword edge horizontally, drawing billions of Flowing Lights, enveloping the figure before him. No matter how the figure in front fought or provoked with his sword, he couldn’t break through at all.

“Impossible, how can the sword techniques of this world be so splendid and agile?”

“Wrong, this sword technique is incorrect, I don’t believe I can’t break this sword.”

“You, who exactly are you? Even Yu Shaotang of the Heaven-Stabilizing Sword Sect couldn’t make me unable to withstand a sword, who are you exactly…”

Before Han Muye, the figure holding the sword was suppressed by a single sword strike, unable to withstand his sword light no matter how he swung his sword.

The expression of the figure with the sword changed from initial arrogance, to indifference, gradually turning serious, then frantic, and finally into an uncontrollable fear.

“Clang—”

“Clang—”

With each collision of sword light, Han Muye’s strikes forced the figure to retreat.

After a hundred swords, his body was pressed against the portal of the gateway.

“I concede, damn it, I concede.”

The figure clenched his teeth and exclaimed, withdrawing his sword.

His figure was shattered by myriad sword lights.

Han Muye narrowed his eyes, looking at the fragments of the figure transforming into specks of light.

Each speck of light was a scene.

Among these scenes, there was one of a member of the Golden Crow clan advancing with a sword.

In the scenes, there was also a Golden Crow clan expert sweeping across a region, stepping into the Dominion Realm.

In the scenes, a vision appeared of a Great Repair of the Golden Crows using their own fiery power to condense a world, which was then slowly nurtured and transformed into a part of a plane.

In the scenes, that fiery world gave birth to living beings, began to devour the plane, and then slowly imbued that plane with its essence.

This was the origin of the Fire Vein beings on the Great Origin Plane.

Every expert of the Dominion Realm controls the origin force of a plane in this way.

With a flash of golden light, a Divine Court was established.

This expert of the Dominion Realm of the Golden Crow clan named Jin Hong leveraged the power of the Divine Court to break through to the Void Breaking Level.

He also controlled most of the forces of the entire Great Origin plane, leading the Fire Vein clan into confrontation with another clan.

“The Void Spirit Clan, indeed, these are the remnants of the Void Spirit Plane that was decimated by the Great Pantheon Plane.”

Seeing those suppressed phantom figures, Han Muye whispered softly.

He had been suspecting, what kind of clan it is that needs to be suppressed with malicious fire.

The source of the Void Spirit Clan can be traced back to the Void-breaking experts. If it were not for their origin plane being destroyed by the Great Pantheon Plane, with most of its experts being annihilated, the Fire Vein clan of the Great Origin Plane would probably not be a match for them.

Han Muye learned of the existence of the Void Spirit Clan from memories of an ancient sword from the Sword Nurturing Hut.

The Heaven-Stabilizing Sword Sect had participated in the campaign against the Void Spirit Plane in those years.

As the light and shadow changed before Han Muye’s eyes, he saw a strong figure wielding a three-foot-long sword, traversing thousands of miles.

The circulation of the sword light, drawing the source power of heaven and earth, even made Han Muye’s heart tremble.

This was the only sword dao expert he had seen so far who could concentrate the Sword Origin to such a degree.

The Sect Master of the Heaven-Stabilizing Sword Sect, Yu Shaotang.

This was the expert who stepped into the Void Breaking Boundary using the power of the Sword Path and ultimately left the Great Pantheon Plane in pursuit of the Sword Path Divine Realm.

Han Muye saw Yu Shaotang act, and within a hundred moves, he had subdued this Golden Crow of the same Void Breaking Realm.

“Sword dao breaks bounds, yet I can’t step into the Divine Realm, where did I go wrong?”

Yu Shaotang, holding the three-foot-long sword and leaving with a defeated expression.

“Jin Hong, if in the future you meet someone whose sword cultivation surpasses mine, then hand my Heaven-Stabilizing Seal to him.”

“Today, I must leave the Heaven-Stabilizing Sword Sect, for which I owe an apology to the sect.”

“Also, behind the Void Spirit Clan there absolutely must be Divine Realm Experts. If you haven’t reached the Divine Realm, do not confront them head-on.”

These were the words Yu Shaotang said when he left.

After Yu Shaotang’s departure, Jin Hong, who controlled the fiery power of the Great Origin Plane, didn’t heed his advice and gave up on the conflict with the Void Spirit Clan; rather, he went on to seal the clan in various locations.

At the same time, he also uncovered the secrets hidden by the Void Spirit Clan.

The bodies and souls of the Void Spirit Clan could serve as cultivation resources for those about to enter the Dominion, then the Void Breaking Boundary.

By devouring the Power of the Void Spirit and transforming it into his own Void-breaking Strength, once the strength was amassed, he could ascend to the Divine Realm.

When Jin Hong discovered this secret, he was extremely excited. He pitied Yu Shaotang for not knowing this secret; otherwise, Yu Shaotang would surely have become a Divine Realm expert as well.

With the power of the sealed Void Spirit Clan, Jin Hong’s cultivation abilities quickly improved.

In ten thousand years, he stepped from the Void-breaking Realm to the peak, faced the tribulations of the Divine Passage Realm, and prepared to become the first Divine Realm expert of the Great Origin Plane.

Once Jin Hong ascended to the Divine Realm of the Great Origin Plane, it would become a land with a master, and the entire plane’s power would augment his own, making Jin Hong an unrivaled powerhouse.

“The Void Spirit Clan, how could they give so much without expecting anything in return?” Han Muye murmured softly.

There is no such thing as only giving without receiving in this world.

With their bodies and souls as resources, the Void Spirit Clan shaped a Divine Realm expert. What were they seeking?

In that dazzling golden scene, when Jin Hong walked out amidst heavenly flames, his body was suppressed by a stream of golden light.

A strong man on the brink of entering the Divine Realm was suppressed.

It was a face that seemed an illusion.

“My power, can it be conducive?”

A voice emanated from the enormous illusory face.

The face opened its mouth, attempting to swallow Jin Hong’s body.

Jin Hong roared in anger, yet he couldn’t move.

The Power of the Void Spirit he had originally refined was out of his control and instead began to devour the flames within his body.

This illusory face clearly meant to devour Jin Hong and to control his body, turning him into a puppet.

“Even if I die, I won’t let you control me!” Jin Hong bellowed, flames soaring from his body.

In his hand, a golden token flew out, transforming into a barrier that shrouded the whole heavens and earth.

“Great Pantheon Immortal Dynasty?” The illusory face saw the golden token, its expression turned grim with a hint of resentment and fear.

However, in an instant, it opened its mouth and a dark mist enveloped both the token and Jin Hong.

Jin Hong screamed, drawing all the surrounding forces into the fire sea along with the dark mist.

An endless sea of evil flames gathered, forming a tall altar.

Jin Hong’s body also solidified into a three-foot-long sword, pressed upon the altar.

“Humph, just a token of the Pantheon Plane, I am not afraid of it,” said the illusory face.

“Once your strength is exhausted, I will collect this token and send an incarnation to the Great Pantheon Plane.”

The illusory face growled lowly, slowly dissipating.

As this face faded away, so too did the scenes in Jin Hong’s memory.

In front of Han Muye, the figure beneath the golden portal reassembled.

A golden robe, a black crown, his eyes emitting a golden-crimson halo.

This was Jin Hong, the Divine Realm expert of the fiery power of the Great Origin Plane.

“As you can see, I am in a dire state,” he said.

Jin Hong shook his head, looking at Han Muye, “Do you want that guy’s token?”

“It’s said that with that token, one could become the master of the Heaven-Stabilizing Sword Sect of the Pantheon Plane, and even have a chance to control their Heaven-Suppressing Guard.”

“The Heaven-Suppressing Guard, sounds strong?”

Jin Hong pointed toward the golden portal, “Pass through the altar, slay those Void Spirits, and you can take the token.”