Maximum Comprehension: Taking Care of Swords In A Sword Pavilion

Can one person resist the catastrophe at the end of God?

If someone else said this, these dozens of gods would regard them as fools.

But it was Han Muye who said this now.

In the divine realm of swordsmanship, every sword light in front of him contains the power that can hurt the divine realm, and he holds a ball of divine power in his hand.

Before this kind of power, even crazy words must be taken seriously.

Become the Creator!

In the realm of gods, who has not had such a dream?

But who wouldn’t regard this as a dream?

Among the ten thousand gods, it is not possible for one person to achieve the level of the Creator.

The realm of the Creator is something that can only be encountered but cannot be sought.

"Fellow Daoist Han, how can we help you?" Divine Master Yunjiang looked at Han Muye carefully and spoke in a low voice.

They are actually somewhat involved with Han Muye, at least they share a common secret.

They have all seen the power of the Original Creator, and they need to deal with Shenmo together.

In fact, helping Han Muye is helping themselves.

Hearing the question from Lord Yunjiang, several other people also raised their heads: "Yes, Fellow Daoist Han, I am also a god, but I dare not speak about the Creator. If you want us to help you, we must be able to help you, right?"

These words made the gods scattered around breathe a little relieved.

What they fear most is being forced to do things that involve life and death.

There are many dangerous places in the world, and even if you are in the divine realm, you can't say you can definitely survive them.

There are also many big forces that cannot be offended by just a few gods.

"The Void Spirit Clan has accumulated a lot, and I want to borrow 50% of it to condense my own universe."

"When my cultivation is stable, I will go to the divine abyss and kill the sky-devouring beast."

"This is a way to hone oneself, and it is also a matter of collecting resources. If you are interested, you can come with me."

After Han Muye finished speaking, he looked around with a calm expression.

Borrow 50% of the accumulation from the Void Spirit Clan?

These words caused the expressions on the faces of the more than ten gods of the Void Spirit Clan to change suddenly.

But they can't have a seizure.

Because they were suppressed at this time, if they directly opposed it, it would lead to a siege.

This Han Muye is really ruthless. He doesn't want to fight desperately and deliberately takes 50% of the resources to weaken the strength of the Void Spirit Clan.

This is a conspiracy and a conspiracy.

If exploiting 50% of the resources of the Void Spirit Clan is a conspiracy, then taking the Divine Realm into the Divine Abyss is a temptation that cannot be refused.

Kill the sky-devouring beast, obtain the power of the sky-eating beast, improve your cultivation, and give yourself a chance to reach the peak of the divine realm, and even have the chance to become the Creator.

The Sky-Eating Beast is known as the strongest existence among the divine beasts and is the beast that destroys the world.

This beast has devoured an unknown amount of the source of Heavenly Dao, and after killing it, it will feed it back. Such an opportunity is unimaginable to outsiders.

"Fellow Daoist Han, is there really a sky-devouring beast?"

"Fellow Daoist Han, the Sky-Eating Beast is powerful. It is said that breaking its defense requires the highest level of divinity. Are you sure?"

"Fellow Daoist Han, when will you go to Shenyuan?"

…

The gods of the Void Spirit clan looked ahead, and a series of voices sounded. They looked at each other, with a gloomy look on their faces.

They were planning to divide these divine realms, but now all the divine realms want to go to the divine abyss, what else can they do?

Even they themselves are moved!

"Lord Han, I ask you, if we use 50% of our resources, can you really help us solve the catastrophe at the end of the world?" the god of the Void Spirit Tribe standing in front said.

Han Muye raised his hand and made a move, and the sword light in the sky merged into one.

"Are you talking about the fact that your Void Spirit clan was eroded by the power of Shenmo?"

"If you are willing, I can help you now."

"But if you cut off the power of Shenmo, half of your future ethnic origin will be cut off."

All the gods of the Void Spirit Clan stared with wide eyes.

They dare not imagine what the consequences would be if the news that their family group was infiltrated by the power of Shenmo was spread?

Outsiders only know that the Void Spirit Clan's control of power can help practitioners break through bottlenecks, and that the Void Spirit Clan can condense more Void Breaking Beads, but they don't know why they have such heaven-defying methods.

Quite simply, their origins are imbued with a higher level of power.

As Han Muye finished speaking, Yun Jiang and other deities showed solemn expressions on their faces and quietly took a step back.

The previously silent space suddenly became tense.

"Can Fellow Daoist Han have a way to cut off the gods?" The leader of the Void Spirit Tribe in the Divine Realm stared at Han Muye and spoke softly.

This is the key!

Han Muye let out a long laugh, the sword in his hand suddenly vibrated, and the sword light turned invisible.

Seemingly invisible but tangible!

The bright sword light slashed open the space in front of him.

This is the Yusang plane, a world infiltrated by the power of virtual spirits!

Han Muye really cut open the world that revealed the power of breaking the void!

Everyone stared at the void, and the sword marks made by the sword could not be closed for a long time. It was not until a hundred breaths later that they slowly disappeared.

"You can really break it!"

The god of the Void Spirit clan standing in front trembled all over, raised his hand, and a bloody divine light appeared in his palm.

"Fellow Taoist, please!"

He threw the divine light upward.

Han Muye raised his sword and struck.

"boom--"

The bloody divine light exploded, and was then swallowed by a blue-white sword light.

Han Muye stood there, watching the sword light locking all the blood.

This is the bloodline power of the Void Spirit Clan, which was directly drawn out and chopped into pieces.

After cutting off his bloodline, Han Muye could feel a trace of divine power coming from him that was different from the Origin Creator.

This power was entangled by the black and white sword light and slowly ground in it, becoming his cultivation qualifications.

"Haha, this is how to escape from the prison!"

After cutting off the blood on his body, the Void Spirit Clan's divine realm cultivation declined, but a smile appeared on his face and he spoke loudly.

His strength was declining, but instead of declining, his aura was gradually increasing.

This is pure blood, which increases his realm!

"Fellow Daoist Han, our Xuling clan is willing to give 50% of our resources to help you practice."

"We will also do our best to help you hunt the Sky-Eating Beast in the Divine Abyss."

"As long as you help us cut off the blood ties and remove the taint of the gods."

Looking at Han Muye, the leading Void Spirit Clan God Realm spoke loudly.

Han Muye chuckled, nodded, and said softly: "Deal."

make a deal!

With these words, the entire Yusang plane began to turmoil.

The original fighting slowly stopped, and the two armies retreated.

The previous hostility has turned into allies, and there is no need to fight again.

"If you want to go to Shenyuan, you need to be fully prepared."

"Before that, we can use the power of the Void Spirit Clan and the power of the Fantasy City to practice."

"Five hundred years, five hundred years later, we will go to the Abyss together."

Han Muye looked around with a smile on his face: "Before this, the qualifications of the Toutian clan were enough for us to improve."

The Tatian Clan!

There was a smile on everyone's face.

…

Sixty years later.

In the plane of Pantian, in the camp where the battle against the sky was taking place, a divine light surged up.

In the camp, an array of light flashed, and Han Muye, wearing iron armor, walked out of the military tent.

"Commander!"

"Han Shuai, have you finished healing?"

"Meet Han Shuai, the battle to conquer the sky is coming to an end, and Han Shuai's trial to compete for the position of commander is also about to end."

Several soldiers looked at Han Muye with excitement on their faces.

"Sir, 20% of the Giant Source Plane has been captured by our army. There is no suspense about this battle."

"Tang Kai and the generals under his command have not been heard from for more than thirty years. It is estimated that there are not many left."

Han Muye nodded and looked up at the golden beam of light ahead.

He was very curious about how much military merit he had earned from his military formation after he had been in seclusion for so many years.

Raising his hand, golden divine light shone in his palm.

A long string of golden dazzling numbers appeared in the sky-high pillar of light. (End of chapter)