Maximum Comprehension: Taking Care of Swords In A Sword Pavilion C.1822 - : Sword God Lu Yue Who Traversed Countless Universes (2)

Chapter 1822: Sword God Lu Yue Who Traversed Countless Universes (2)

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Immortal-slaying, Immortal-trapping, Immortal-eliminating.

Three swords combined into one, then one more gathered, forming the strongest sword formation in the world.

“Boom—”

Above Han Muye’s head, a sword light condensed.

Within this sword light, an extremely huge sword shadow that seemed to instantly shatter the galaxy slashed down.

This sword was unstoppable!

In Han Muye’s divine treasury and consciousness, three sword lights directly emerged, transforming into three soaring long swords continuously interweaving and rotating.

However, this sword formation could not stop the sword above his head.

The sword light left behind by Patriarch Lu Yue could actually cut through the void rules.

What kind of sword was this?

Throughout his life, Han Muye had encountered countless strong swordsmen and numerous cultivators, but none could unleash such a sword.

No matter if they were Primordial Chaos or Universe level, in the face of such a sword, they were all jokes.

Such sharpness in swordsmanship could be called invincible!

This was a true sword cultivator!

Han Muye’s eyes lit up as he raised the sword in his hand.

The sword in his hand was dark, mysterious and agile.

This was a sword formed by his True Spirit Bone. It was a Universe-level divine weapon forged from the convergence of countless divine patterns.

This sword could enter the sword formation.

The sword light moved and merged with the Immortal Slayer, Immortal Trap, and Immortal Extinction.

Four sword energies appeared and instantly spread out in all directions.

The surrounding void was frozen.

“Power of the Four Symbols…”

Han Muye murmured and raised his hand to point. His whole body radiated brilliant sword light.

“Not the power of the Four Symbols, but the Heaven-Destroying Formation!”

As his words fell, the four sword lights burst apart, turning into a giant sword brimming with killing intent.

This huge sword was greenish-gray in color, with countless divine patterns intertwining until the blade.

The huge sword hanging in the air collided with the descending long sword.

The resounding noise momentarily bewildered Han Muye.

At this moment, he felt as if he were in a forest of countless swords.

Every sword light around him could cut through the heavens and earth before him. f𝗿𝐞ewebno𝚟𝚎𝗹.𝗰𝐨m

That sword carried a brilliant halo capable of collapsing the heavens and earth.

He reached out his hand, grasping a sword.

“I’ve been practicing the sword since I was three years old and killed people at the age of five. I’ve devoted my life to the sword, but unfortunately…”

The sword light flashed, and the long sword shattered.

“Although there are countless paths of cultivation in the world, I am only obsessed with the sword, but alas…”

His white hair was white and his voice lingered in the air.

“I have a sword that can fight a Heaven Immortal. Sword, come…”

The sword light collided with the immortal light, proving that ants were still ants.

“In this life, I’ll stop thinking about cultivating the sword…”

He threw away the sword, picked up the pen, and changed his clothes, leaving only a broken sword hidden at the bottom of the bookshelf.

A sword was a story.

A sword was a segment of life.

A sword was a sword cultivator.

Han Muye pressed his hand on a sword, which spoke of the endless regrets of the world.

Sword cultivators, seemingly free in the world, actually had conflicts within.

“Boom—”

The two swords above Han Muye’s head collided and kept merging, finally turning into a pair of black and white swords that intertwined and spun.

Nothing in the world was perfect.

“I have pursued countless Universes in search of the end of the Sword Dao.

“Perhaps one day, when I’m tired, I’ll return to the Primordial Chaos Universe.

“I wonder how many sword cultivators of the past will still be there…”

Lu Yue’s voice faded away.

Above Han Muye’s head, the two swords shattered.

The sword light scattered into his divine treasury.

The Immortal Slaying Sword.

Immortal Slaying Sword.

Immortal Trapping Sword.

There was also a green and white jade longsword.

This sword did not have the killing intent that other swords should have, nor did it have a grand sword light.

This sword carried endless vitality.

“There is life and death in the sword.”

Holding the black sword in his hand, Han Muye whispered.

He turned around and looked at the world behind him.

On the other side, a young man with a sword in his hand was still walking quickly.

Unfortunately, he no longer had the chance.

This world did not exist to begin with, so how could he step into it?

Not only this world, but even the entire city was actually empty.

In front of Han Muye, all the scenes began to wither.

A large city slowly collapsed, and there was dead silence.

The soldiers at the city gate were talking in low voices.

There were cultivators running on the streets.

In the Sword Pavilion, Zhu Yangsheng was sitting on the stone steps of the small courtyard.

There was also Zhang Yu, who was standing in the hall of the Sword Pavilion, looking up at him.

Everyone and everything turned into nothingness.

The only one who did not melt was Xu Cheng, who was standing on the stone steps with a regretful expression.

“Sigh, I wanted to see the world again.”

Xu Cheng muttered as his figure changed.

“Back then, Sword God Lu Yue shattered half of the Galaxy Divine Realm by himself.

“The swordsmanship that even Universe-level powerhouses can’t face head-on.”

Xu Cheng looked around regretfully. A layer of green Battle Armor appeared on his body, and the longsword in his hand turned into a light green spear.

Han Muye had seen this image before.

He had seen it in a piece of armor.

In the armor piece that Nalan Xu gave him, a Universe-Grade powerhouse’s battle spear danced in his hand.

“My name is Xu Cheng. I’m from the Divine Realm.

“Back then, when Sword God Lu Yue swept through the Divine Realm, I was severely injured and could only hide here to recuperate.

“I didn’t expect anyone to find this place.”

Xu Cheng pointed the green battle spear at Han Muye.

The coldness emitted from the tip of the spear directly froze the layers of space.

“You know, I can’t possibly let anyone know that I’m recuperating here.”

Xu Cheng’s expression was calm as he said indifferently, “So, you have to die.”

Death.

As soon as he finished speaking, the long spear struck out.

The void exploded, revealing a black dazzling light.

The spear thrust out from the void, stabbing towards Han Muye’s chest.

Not a Universe-level weapon, but already at the peak of the Primordial-level weapon.

Han Muye raised the sword in his hand and slashed down.

Forty divine patterns shimmered on the sword blade.

The power of the divine patterns combined with the sword light and collided with the battle spear.

The battle spear only shook slightly, and Han Muye’s figure retreated.

Universe level.

Too strong.

Even with a Universe-level weapon in his hand, primordial battle armor, and the power of the primordial overlords, he could barely withstand a blow.

Han Muye’s expression was solemn.

He admitted that he had underestimated the true combat power of Universe-level powerhouses.

“Buzz!”

Above his head, the black and white swords appeared.

The sword of life from Lu Yue and his own swordsmanship, the black sword of death.

The cycle of life and death was the pinnacle of the world’s rules.

“Good move.

Xu Cheng shouted and thrust his spear out again.

The two swords above Han Muye’s head slashed and stabbed, and they flew out.

The sword collided with the spear.

The thrust of the sword collided with Xu Cheng’s body.

Han Muye’s body condensed into a column of light, this strike was the culmination of his lifelong swordsmanship.

Of course, he had to do his best in a battle with a Universe-level expert.

“Boom—”

The sword light and spear tip dissipated.

Han Muye stood where he was, his face pale.

In front of him, Xu Cheng’s figure disappeared.

“Haha, the Sword Dao is indeed impressive.”

“It’s a pity that my prey today isn’t you. Otherwise, I wouldn’t mind playing with you.”

Xu Cheng’s voice faded.

Han Muye stood there, sword light flashing around him.

In front of him, a golden ball of light appeared and gathered.

Han Muye reached out and held the ball of light. Surprise flashed across his face.

He recognized this item.

He had even been in charge for a period of time.

Life Spirit Formation Foundation.

The array foundation of a large city.

Holding the Life Spirit Formation base, the sword intent from his hand merged with it.

A call came from the Life Spirit Formation base, as well as a desire.

Han Muye pondered for a moment. Endless soul power, Sword Dao power, and Immortal Spirit Qi poured into the foundation of the Life Spirit Formation.

He had plenty of resources and was not afraid.

With the infusion of resources, the power in the Life Spirit Formation base became deeper and stronger.

“Boom—”

The surrounding heaven and earth shook, and the huge war elephant that was originally lying on the ground slowly stood up.

Heaven Raising Elephant.

This Life Spirit Formation Base was formed from the soul of the Heaven Raising Elephant.

Looking at the Heaven Raising Elephant, Han Muye sensed its thoughts.

“If you can go to the Primordial Chaos Universe one day, take me there.

“I want to see what the Primordial Chaos that Master mentioned looks like.

“Even if my soul collapses just like that.”

The Heaven Raising Elephant’s soul had already turned into the array foundation, and its body could only be considered an empty shell.

Just like battle puppets.

It could be considered a refining item.

Even if the Heaven Raising Elephant could go to the Primordial Chaos, it would only be this body.

It was impossible for the soul to fuse with the body.

“Alright.”

Han Muye nodded.

Below, the Heaven Raising Elephant’s figure dissipated and appeared at the foot of the silent huge rock mountain.

The huge rock mountain was lifted by the war elephant’s body and slammed into the space in front of it.

“Bang!”

The space shattered. In the void in front of him, several divine beasts and Primordial Chaos experts surrounded Lu Zixu under Xu Cheng’s command.

The void shattered. Everyone turned around and looked at the giant elephant that rushed in.

There was also Han Muye, who was standing on the city wall, his body shining with sword light.

“Senior Lu, do you need help?”

Han Muye looked up at the disheveled Lu Zixu.