Comprehensive Comprehension: Sixty Years of Observing Swords in Jiange 459. Seeing that you are destined, the God Emperor gave you the sword as a gift.
459. Seeing that you are destined, the God Emperor gave you the sword as a gift.
The moment Han Muye closed his eyes, cyan sword lights intertwined, tore through the void, and appeared directly behind Han Muye.
This instantly breaks the space barrier.
But the strange thing is that there is no trace of blood on the swords that shuttled behind Han Muye.
Because Han Muye is no longer there.
At this time, he stood behind the broken sword, holding a wooden staff in his left hand, and reached out with his right hand to grab the blade of the broken sword.
"After all, it is a dead thing without spirituality. It is difficult to tell where the immortal energy comes from."
Han Muye whispered coldly, and the fairy light shone in his palm, wrapping the broken sword!
From the beginning to the end, the green immortal energy penetrating the body was an illusion.
In other words, the immortal energy that penetrated his body had clearly been refined by him using a whip.
But Broken Sword, who controls the immortal energy, doesn't know.
Because this sword has no power.
"Buzz——"
The broken sword vibrated, and the sword edge directly cut through the cyan fairy light in Han Muye's palm.
But more fairy light penetrated into it, allowing Broken Sword to slowly calm down.
As the broken sword fell into place, the dead bones standing around it slowly fell into pieces.
Sword Master Yuan Tian looked pale, turned around and looked at Han Muye.
His eyes also fell on the broken sword in Han Muye's hand.
After just one glance, his eyes turned to the grass whip again.
It seems that he has seen both of these things, and has even interacted with him.
But he couldn't remember anything at this time.
Han Muye narrowed his eyes, with a trace of nervousness on his face.
Since the last time he explored the sword pill given to him by Ying Yang, he has become more careful.
For those powerful men with supreme cultivation, traveling through time and space to kill him is just one blow.
Will the consciousness of a strong person reside in the sword of the God Emperor?
After pondering for a moment, sword energy still slowly emerged from his palm.
This sword of the God Emperor can almost be said to be the only treasure that can reveal the secrets of the fairy world.
If he didn't investigate again today, he might have obsessions in his heart.
"Buzz——"
The sword energy entered the sword body, and the broken sword began to twist, and the entire sword body seemed to directly turn into nothingness.
Han Muye clenched his palms tightly, letting the broken sword feel the bone-chilling coldness, and the power on it tore apart the immortal energy in his palms.
All his thoughts were in his mind. If there was anything wrong, he would immediately cut off his connection with the broken sword.
"when--"
"when--"
The picture appeared in his mind, and the crisp sound of percussion came.
Forged swords.
It was not an ordinary forging method, but a forging technique that Han Muye had never seen before.
Ten Taoists in green robes surrounded a forging platform, all using their souls to use green and red hammers to continuously hit the sword embryo on the forging platform.
Understand the art of separation and forging of the Yuling Fairy Spirit.
Faeries separated?
Han Muye's eyes fell on the sword embryo.
At this time, the immortal energy was slowly poured into the sword embryo, and the spiritual energy was tempered out.
So, this sword is refined in the immortal world. Can the power of spiritual energy be known with the power of immortals?
It seems not enough.
Han Muye deduced while watching the sword take shape in the picture.
"Go and send this sword to the Immortal Transformation Pond, and kill all the ants from the lower world who failed to ascend to mortal form and transform into immortals to temper the sword."
A voice sounded, and the sword was held in hand, heading towards an empty pool.
Jade-colored stone steps, green pool water, thousands of feet in radius, steaming like mist on the water.
Figures stood in the pool one after another.
"They are all great monks!"
Han Muye shouted softly.
As seen in the picture, all the figures with their eyes closed in the pool, whether they are humans, monsters, or strange beasts, are extremely powerful.
No one is less than the master of cause and effect.
Some of these figures are covered with fairy light and their faces are full of joy, while others have spiritual light and fairy light intertwined in them, making it difficult to separate them.
More of it is the fairy light that shuttles through the body, and the spiritual light occupies the main body.
The long sword he was holding flew up and jumped directly into the pool.
Han Muye could see that the long sword turned into a giant beast and swallowed up all the great monks who were covered in aura.
Be it a deity or a semi-saint.
Anyone who was not imbued with immortal energy would be swallowed up in one bite.
"The power of eating souls!"
At this moment, Han Muye finally understood why the sword of the God Emperor held back the might of the world.
This sword can directly devour all spiritual practitioners.
In other words, this sword is the nemesis of spiritual practitioners in the world.
Anyone who cultivates spiritual energy can only surrender in front of this sword.
But among the practitioners in the world, who doesn’t practice spiritual energy?
Even practitioners of the demonic path, as well as Buddhists and demons, are actually nourished by spiritual energy in their bodies.
This power is the existence suppressed and devoured by the God Emperor's sword.
Sure enough, after this long sword returned from the Immortal Transformation Pond, it was placed in a wooden box. When it was opened again, it was already in the Divine Courtyard.
This sword is the supreme treasure of the Divine Court of Suppression and has been passed down from generation to generation to the guardians of the Divine Court.
These guardians of the divine court are the divine emperors.
It's just that in the immortal world, they are just ordinary disciples in a guarding sect.
In their opinion, the glory of the God Emperor in this world is not as good as the generous rewards after completing the guard mission.
They worked hard to attract more practitioners to ascend to the Immortal Platform, and then exchange for their own guarding rewards.
He slowly turned his head and looked at the broken jade bones around him.
These are all practitioners who stepped onto the Ascension Platform and did not survive in the Immortal Transformation Pond.
Perhaps many of these people are the ancestors of this world.
This is the secret of Shengxian Terrace!
Countless powerful ancestors stepped onto the Immortal Platform, but were killed and devoured like ants, and turned into withered bones here namelessly.
How ironic is the word "Shengxian"!
"Buzz——"
Broken Sword seemed to feel the anger and hatred in Han Mu's ambition, and began to tremble continuously.
The surrounding void also began to change.
The bluestone platform collapsed, and all the immortal energy swirled and turned into a vortex.
Figures of terrifying beasts appeared one after another.
In the void, the immortal energy tore all the elixirs and spiritual fruits around into pieces, and then pulled the power from them into chains, sealing the void for thousands of miles.
In front of Han Muye, chains intertwined with those jade bones and elixirs, and then merged with the terrifying beasts gathered by the power of death, turning into faceless soldiers holding long swords.
"Secret Guard of the Divine Court!" Sword Master Yuan Tian shouted in a low voice, with a solemn look on his face.
"These are the hidden guards of the Divine Court who cannot be killed or beaten back. They were the most loyal guards who guarded the Divine Emperor back then."
loyalty?
Of course loyal.
These so-called secret guards have no intelligence at all, and are only ordered to be commanded by the God Emperor's sword.
The God-Emperor's sword has only one command, which is to kill all offending enemies without mercy.
Han Muye's eyes fell on the broken sword in his hand.
All around, those faceless soldiers had gathered.
He could feel the power coming from these soldiers.
Power is tyrannical, and the key is immortality.
Sword Master Yuan Tian swept across with his sword, but it only hit the empty space.
The faceless soldier who was slashed by a sword was not injured at all.
In turn, the soldier's sword in return nearly cut off Yuan Tian Sword Master with his sword.
After taking a few steps back, Sword Master Yuan Tian looked at the long sword in his hand.
On the blade of the sword, there is a slash mark.
This sword is a top-grade magic weapon!
At this time, the spirituality in the sword has been greatly damaged.
Yuan Tianjian Zun's face showed both the physical pain of the long sword being injured, and the dignity of the faceless soldiers who were tyrannical and difficult to deal with.
Han Muye looked around.
At this time, there were faceless guards all around.
"Senior, it seems we have to say goodbye."
Han Muye whispered.
Just say goodbye?
Sword Master Yuan Tian was stunned and whispered: "You, you want to return to Tianxuan——"
Han Muye did not answer, but his movements responded.
He flew up, passed through the Shenting secret guards who were about to encircle him, and then ran into the void.
The figures of the secret guards dissipated one after another and turned into gray-black streams of light, chasing after Han Muye.
Not only these secret guards, Sword Master Yuan Tian could see a series of divine thoughts and powerful men appearing in the void at this time, chasing after Han Muye.
Sword Master Yuan Tian's eyes flashed with light, he took a deep breath, and his spiritual thoughts vibrated directly throughout thousands of miles.
"The sword of the God Emperor has been taken away. It is the sword of the God Emperor. There are secret guards of the God's Court accompanying him——"
The sword of the God Emperor!
This sentence is enough.
There seemed to be a frenzy in the void.
Countless figures appeared, chasing Han Muye in the direction in which he was running.
"boom--"
In the void, there is a big hand covering the entire space.
Han Muye is naturally among them.
He paused and looked up at the giant palm.
The pressure coming from the giant palm was at least the Dao Ancestor realm.
That kind of power shocked his soul and body, making him seem to be frozen in place.
If it weren't for the tyranny of Ba Xia's physical body and his ability to control a little bit of space and power in the world, he would have no ability to resist at this time and could only become a lamb to be slaughtered.
Taking a breath, Han Muye raised his hand.
The broken sword flew out from his palm.
The broken sword seemed to be free again, and instantly hit the giant palm above its head.
What collided with the broken sword were the secret guards of Shenting and the long knives in their hands.
"Stab-"
The long knife directly chopped the giant palm into pieces.
The spiritual thoughts involved with the giant palm were also suppressed by the power of the long knife, and then cut off one after another like threads.
In the void, the miserable howl of the divine mind being chopped off could be heard clearly.
The spiritual thought could have been cut off directly, but it was not cut off yet, and Ling Chi's method was really terrifying.
Those major cultivators who were originally tempted by the treasure were all slightly stunned.
Han Muye flew up, the fairy light rose in his hand, grabbed the broken sword again, and then flew away.
The secret guards of Shenting followed closely behind.
After just a moment's hesitation, the powerful men who were pursuing him also followed.
The most precious treasure touches people's hearts.
The more powerful the treasure is, the more it makes people unable to control themselves.
give up?
impossible.
Sword Master Yuan Tian narrowed his eyes and looked at all this.
Sword intent surged from his body, as if he was about to fly out.
Finally, he sighed, turned his head and disappeared into the light of his sword.
Since Han Muye has lured everyone away, it is useless for him to stay here.
"I will go to the place where the Tao fights." In the void, Sword Master Yuan Tian's faint whisper floated away.
A pursuit and escape around the sword of the ancient Divine Emperor began in the realm of Immortal Source.
A great master of swordsmanship who came from nowhere, has understood a trace of the power of time and space, and is comparable to the world's top powerful beings, and snatched the sword of the God Emperor.
This sword is accompanied by divine guards, making it immortal.
Countless powerful men in the spiritual world pursued and blocked him, but they were unable to snatch away the sword of the God Emperor.
In the void, there are more and more rumors about this half-cut sword, and it becomes more and more mysterious.
Whoever controls this sword can control the entire spiritual world.
This sword can suppress all living creatures, making them unable to resist.
This rumor has been confirmed many times. The powerful man holding this sword once directly chopped the half-saint in the way with one sword, and the opponent couldn't even resist.
Furthermore, this sword can control faceless guards, and its combat power is so tyrannical that even the powerful Tao Ancestor dare not face it directly.
These faceless guards were brutal, and many great monks were killed by them.
Also, this sword of the God Emperor was cut off by the Yuantian Sword God, and half of it was taken to the Yuantian Realm by the Sword God.
The powerful man who snatched the broken sword searched for the source of the Heaven Realm in the void and wanted to get the other half of the sword.
It is said that when a broken sword is reforged, the glory of the divine court will be restored.
After a ten-year pursuit, countless great powers were mobilized in the nine realms of the Immortal Source Realm.
From the Taoist ancestors and saints at the beginning, to the Tianzun later.
It is said that even the power hidden behind Tianzun was alerted and continued to pay attention to this matter.
Han Muye transformed into a dark void and sprinted towards the place where the Taoists fought with all his strength.
After ten years of going around and around, he finally found an opportunity to make his return to the land of Taoism natural.
One of the Taoist ancestors who took action was seriously injured, and Han Muye received a piece of broken jade slips.
This jade slip contains information about the billions of miles surrounding Tianxuan World, which was once the realm of Yuantian.
After receiving this news, he finally stopped going around in circles, and quickly turned into a straight line, heading straight for the battleground.
Ten years of planning is enough!
The sword of the God Emperor, the treasure house of the God's Court.
The combination of these two treasures that have attracted the hearts of countless people, who among the practitioners in the world can not be tempted by them?
The big forces need the treasures in the treasure house to revitalize the sect, and the strong want to get the sword of the God Emperor to command the world.
"boom--"
In the void, a roaring sound resounded.
Countless powerful figures appeared in front of Han Muye.
Han Muye also stopped and stood in the void.
Thousands of miles ahead is the barrier to the battleground.
But this place of thousands of miles is the end of his return.
He knew that someone deliberately passed the message from the Yuantian Realm to him.
This is a game.
He also knew the dangers involved.
But he had no choice.
After ten years of planning, this moment is when the game is truly completed!
"Buzz——"
Around Han Muye, streaks of green sword light lit up.
Sword array.
It's not a sword formation formed by broken swords, but a sword formation formed by gathering the immortal energy from the grass whip.
Immortal Qi is a sword that can kill all spirits.
When the sword light came into being, all the practitioners felt their whole bodies trembling uncontrollably.
The practice methods in this world have been tampered with, and almost all practitioners have been suppressed by the power of immortal magic.
"Disperse."
Han Muye shouted in a low voice, and all the sword lights struck forward.
Endless streams of light flew away, piercing each of the powerful men from the Immortal Realm.
At this moment, Han Muye did not hold back.
As the last round, there was no way he could hold back.
He couldn't hold back either.
"Buzz——"
A series of spiritual lights that suppressed the world descended, imprisoning all the long swords.
But the next moment, exclamations came from the void.
At some point, the God Emperor's sword was wrapped in Han Muye's fairy light and thrown into the void.
All the green fairy light was suppressed, leaving only this sword hanging still.
Then, countless faceless guards came forward with swords drawn.
A random meal.
Han Muye twitched the corner of his mouth.
When the pain of Ling Chi from the soul fell on the mighty Heavenly Lord, it turned out that the screams were also the same.
They are all so loud.
Narrowing his eyes, Han Muye slowly turned back.
At some point, a Taoist priest wearing a green robe stood there a foot away behind him.
Han Muye turned around and made him pause.
"Yes, you are the first one in eight thousand years to find the arrival of this Heavenly Lord ten feet away."
There was a smile on that man's face.
Han Muye nodded: "I didn't let you dive within three feet because I am confident that my sword is invincible within three feet."
"I'm afraid I'll kill you."
These words made the Taoist laugh out loud.
But before he finished laughing, Han Muye's next words had already made him freeze.
"Seeing that you are destined, the God Emperor gave you the sword as a gift."