Maximum Comprehension: Taking Care of Swords In A Sword Pavilion

Such probing methods were nothing short of terrifying.

The power surged through the giant claw, causing the barrier to tremble.

The origin power trembled before the giant claw.

“Heaven’s Secret Realm!”

The two inspectors took a deep breath, their eyes revealing a grave expression.

In the past, in battles to seal mutated beasts, it was only at the end that someone from the Heavenly Secret Realm would appear.

This time, a powerful individual from the Heavenly Secret Realm had appeared so early.

Most critically this time, the Great Pantheon Plane lacked the strong individuals and armies that had been present in the past.

“I’ll go,” the gray-robed elder said in a low voice as he stepped forward.

The power of newly entered Heavenly Secret Realm surfaced around him.

This power was ethereal and clearly still unstable.

“Let me do it,” the other middle-aged inspector shook his head, his aura rising.

“If I were to die, take Han Muye back to the Immortal Dynasty, it doesn’t matter if we abandon this mission to suppress the beast tide, as long as such a talented elite doesn’t die.”

The gray-robed elder frowned, about to speak when he suddenly trembled all over.

In front, Han Muye’s sword transformed into millions of sword lights, colliding with the giant claw above the sky.

“He, he’s challenging the Heavenly Secret…”

Both inspectors were dumbstruck.

Having just formed Qian Kun and started distinguishing YinYang, even if he could fight in the Life and Death Realm, could he really challenge the Heavenly Secret Realm?

“That’s the Heavenly Secret Realm…”

Not having reached the Heavenly Secret Realm, one could never understand its might.

That level of power, foreseeing heavenly secrets and standing undefeated, was despair-inducing.

Not to mention just beginning to distinguish Yin and Yang, even stepping into the Life and Death Realm or reaching its peak, one would not dare to claim they could contend with the Heavenly Secret Realm.

For someone from the Life and Death Realm to remain undefeated in front of those in the Heavenly Secret Realm was indeed a matter of pride.

“Buzz—”

The tens of thousands of sword lights collided with the giant claw, which remained completely motionless.

The sword light, distinguishing Yin and Yang, could not break through the defenses of the Heavenly Secret Realm.

It was the formidable gathering of the power of heaven and earth within oneself.

“Clang—”

The three-foot-long sword rang out as Han Muye struck again with the sword light in his hand.

This sword was even more mysterious and brilliant than before.

Tens of thousands of sword lights condensed into a hundred-zhang-long sword, slashing out.

Such sword light caused all the disciples of the Yuming Sword Sect standing behind to show astonished and admiring expressions, their minds trembling.

However, this strike upon the black giant claw still could not shake the opponent.

The black giant claw lifted and struck down again.

“Boom—”

The barrier swayed, cracks appearing as if it would shatter at any moment.

If the barrier shattered, not to mention the failure to suppress this time, everyone present would be swept away, with no chance of survival.

“Give up,” the gray-robed inspector took deep breath and shouted lowly.

His voice echoed beside Han Muye.

The other middle-aged inspector’s eyes sparkled brilliantly, his aura transforming into indecipherable layers, as he stepped out.

Heavenly Secret Realm.

Both were from the Heavenly Secret Realm, but the combat strength of the human race’s Heavenly Secret Realm made it difficult to confront those mutated beasts.

At the same level, those wildly grown mutated beasts were always more ferocious and skilled in combat.

“Give up?”

Han Muye’s expression remained unchanged as he lifted his sword again.

This time, both his blood essence and soul power began to stir.

“You, still wouldn’t give up?” an old voice resounded.

Wang Zhenhai.

It was not the Wang Zhenhai of this moment, but the Wang Zhenhai, the Sword Sovereign of Ten Thousand Beasts.

The surrounding heaven and earth turned illusory.

In front of Han Muye, an elderly man wearing a beast-skin robe and a golden crown walked slowly forward.

“Senior Brother Wang,” Han Muye whispered.

On the other side, Liao Fan, holding the sword, also turned old, his eyes carrying a hint of confusion.

“Elder Brother Liao Fan,”

Han Muye’s gaze shifted.

Liao Fan looked at the sword in his hand, his face bitter.

“I thought, I could really fight another battle, and really could deduce the Yuming Thirteen Swords…”

Everything was an illusion.

Everything was just an illusion within the Yuming Abyss.

There was no combat, no assault by mutated beasts, nor anything at all.

Everything had passed.

The Yuming Sword Sect had already been annihilated by the beast tide.

Liao Fan stood his ground to the death, sharing the same fate as the sect.

A very few disciples left the Yuming Sword Sect, carrying the legacy with them, but they eventually perished.

Wang Zhenhai surrendered to the mutated beasts, becoming the Sword Sovereign of Ten Thousand Beasts, and led the mutant beast army to gnaw back at the Great Pantheon Plane.

But he had already lost himself in front of the power of the mutated beasts, and the power he controlled was not truly his.

In the end, powerful cultivators from surrounding areas came and sealed off a hundred thousand li of Yuming Sword Sect’s domain directly.

Just like that.

In the eyes of the powerful, the world could be sealed.

“Yin Yang, can it really battle against Heaven’s Secret?” Wang Zhenhai grasped his sword, looking at Han Muye.

Initially, it was in front of the overwhelming Heavenly Secret Realm that he had lost his mind.

Even at the last moment, though he managed to save his life, he was no longer Wang Zhenhai but the Sword Sovereign of Ten Thousand Beasts.

“Yin Yang, battle Heaven’s Secret?” Han Muye looked up at that huge black beast claw.

At this moment, intense battle intent condensed to its extreme enveloped him.

The sword in his hand vibrated.

“Cultivation in this world is all about unity of thought. What of Yin Yang, and what of Life and Death?”

“At the Heavenly Secret Realm, a sword can cut through!”

The voice of Han Muye reverberated with boundless excitement as his sword transformed into a ten-thousand-zhang sword light.

The sword cut through, drawing countless powers of heaven and earth to converge.

Source Energy, the might of heaven and earth.

Any plane was but mere trash before the Great Pantheon Plane.

The strength of the Great Pantheon Plane was incomparable to any mutant beast realm.

The previous non-intervention of the Great Pantheon Plane was just a lack of will and power to participate in the impact.

Now with Han Muye acting, pulling the power of Pantheon, with one sword, he severed the Heavenly Secret Realm mutant beast’s body and even the infinite world behind it, shattering thousands of miles with one blow.

The Heavenly Secret Realm, glimpsing the slightest lifeline between heaven and earth, but when heaven and earth sealed that lifeline, it meant nothing but death.

“Buzz——”

The power of heaven and earth vibrated, the light screen extending forward.

A golden token fell into Han Muye’s hand.

Heaven Suppressing Guard, Trial Token.

With this token, one would possess the qualification to join the Immortal Dynasty’s Heaven Suppressing Guard.

The Great Pantheon Immortal Dynasty ruled the entire Plane with unimaginable strength, housing countless Dominance Realm powerhouses.

No one across the entire Great Pantheon Plane could contend with such mighty force.

Heaven Suppressing Guard, an army compiled by the Great Pantheon Immortal Dynasty from various cultivators, where entry afforded unprecedented resources not found elsewhere.

However, to become a Heaven Suppressing Guard, one must still undergo a trial, and this token was necessary for the opportunity to participate in the trial.

Han Muye looked ahead, seeing countless spiritual lights shifting, the whole world seemingly collapsing step by step.

Behind him, one after another disciple from the All-Encompassing Sword Sect awakened.

At this time, there were only just under two thousand left of the All-Encompassing Sword Sect disciples.

The others were lost and had fallen within the illusion of the Yuming Abyss.

The disciples who had not fallen had fluctuating auras, many with blood essence transforming into columns of light above their heads.

The cultivation they had condensed in the illusion all dissipated, but their comprehensions remained.

Most vitally, the Great Pantheon Stones and various demon beast golden bones they had gathered still remained in their hands.

“Senior Brother Han!”

“Master!”

“Sect Leader!”

Cries of alarm rose up.

The memories from within the illusion of the Yuming Abyss had not disappeared, and their view of Han Muye was now filled with endless reverence.

Before them stood a true powerhouse who had executed Yin Yang Slash through Heaven’s Secret!

Moreover, the distinct power of the Yinyang Realm on Han Muye had not faded.

Han Muye had genuinely stepped into the Realm of Yin and Yang!

Across a million li, how many were at the Yinyang Realm?

The strongest of the Cloud Heaven Dao Gate seemed insignificant before a Yinyang Realm expert, not even worthy to carry shoes.

Most crucially, Han Muye of the Yinyang Realm could even slash through the Heavenly Machine Realm with a single strike!

“Let’s go.”

Han Muye glanced at the place where clouds dispersed in the distance, saying indifferently, “We’re heading back to the All-Encompassing Sword Sect, the battle to conquer the heavens is about to begin.”

He turned and left the Yuming Abyss, taking a few steps before suddenly halting.

“Senior Brother Wang, Elder Brother Liao, with one strike from me, if you can comprehend, perhaps there’s a chance to leave the Yuming Abyss.”

“This one strike, is {The Jade Bright Fifteen Swords}.”

In the eyes of Han Muye, a brilliant golden light flickered. n/ô/vel/b//in dot c//om

He slowly raised his sword.

“Above Heavenly Secret lies karma, and beyond karma is the cycle of reincarnation.”

“This sword of mine, cuts through reincarnation.”