Maximum Comprehension: Taking Care of Swords In A Sword Pavilion

Chapter 659 Minister Wen, Martial Marquis, Deity Investiture! (2)

As the new Divine Seal condensed, the fragments of the Divine Seal that they had refined earlier lost their divinity, and their power declined again.

If they wanted to preserve their strength, they had to submit.

Han Muye slowly walked forward and looked at the golden seal. He whispered, "Uncle-Master, have you thought it through?"

Huang Tingshu opened his eyes and looked at him with a smile, "I don't really want to be the Divine King in this No Resentment Realm. What's there to think about?"

With that, he raised his hand and activated the endless divine light, smashing the golden divine seal into the world below.

"Boom!"

The divine seal descended, and the entire star shook.

Then soldiers in red armor carried broken armors to the place where the divine seal landed. They placed the armors containing the remnant souls on the divine seal.

The divine light and boundless will power in the divine seal enveloped these broken armors. The remnant souls in the armors appeared and stood in place.

Armor piled up one after another, slowly forming an altar.

At this moment, Han Muye's expression began to turn solemn.

This nine-story altar was purely made of remnant souls, but it did not have any defensive power.

The nine-story altar was only the beginning.

Taking a deep breath, he stepped forward.

Golden divine light enveloped him, and then the Great Spirit condensed into a golden armor.

"We stand together in solidarity…"

The golden light in Han Muye's hand condensed into a spear as he shouted.

"Together!"

The generals below let out a low cry as the blood essence power in their bodies collided with the nine-story altar.

As soon as their Qi and blood entered the altar, the originally dark platform shone with golden light.

This was only the beginning!

The golden pillar of light pierced through the sky and shot into the endless void.

Then boundless qi and blood gathered.

At this moment, all the frontline battle formations of the Heavenly Mystic World were exposed.

Vitality condensed on all the soldiers and gathered into a river.

Billions of soldiers roared as they advanced.

The direction was the No Resentment Realm!

This scene shocked countless cultivators.

The cultivators of the No Resentment Realm and the experts of the Immortal Spirit World, including the strange beasts and demons hiding in the void, watched this scene in horror.

All the arrangements of the Heavenly Mystic World were exposed, making the No Resentment Realm army happy. But why did this blood qi dragon gather?

The power of this million-mile blood dragon was so strong that it could reduce Peak Nascent Soul Realm experts into powder with just a brush.

Where did this blood dragon go?

No Resentment Realm!

What kind of arrangement did the Heavenly Mystic World have to trigger this blood dragon?

"Stop it!" someone in the army of No Resentment Realm shouted.

Groups of soldiers flew up.

The experts of the Immortal Spirit World, the strange beasts and demons in the void, and the hidden experts of the spirit-armored demons all collided with the blood dragon.

"It seems that you want to fight to the death with my Heavenly Mystic World!" A voice sounded from the Heavenly Mystic World army.

Countless Peak Nascent Soul Realm cultivators flew up and combined their Great Spirit and Spiritual Qi to protect the blood dragon.

"Formation in front, fight to the death and don't retreat…" Lu Yang's voice sounded. A million-strong army formed a sharp cone formation and rushed forward.

The army smashed the No Resentment Realm Army Formation one by one, making it impossible for them to borrow strength.

More No Resentment Realm troops gathered to block Lu Yang's formation.

Lu Yang laughed and pointed his spear forward. He found his opponent's weak spot and rushed over.

At this moment, the entire Heavenly Mystic World's army began to advance.

An all-out battle that had not erupted for hundreds of years broke out.

The battle in the military formation was intense, and the battle between the cultivators in the void was even more intense.

The Confucian cultivators holding feather fans burned their Great Spirit without hesitation, turning it into golden flames that wrapped around several Divine Realm cultivators and killed them all.

Sword cultivators with long swords slashed out for 10,000 miles. After killing several great cultivators, they shattered their Dao paths and perished with the enemies.

"We stand together in solidarity…"

"Together!"

Explosions filled the air.

Countless figures collided.

Mu Wan gritted her teeth and looked ahead, tears welling up in her eyes.

The generals she had treated, those who had fought on the frontline time and time again, were now holding knives and spears, burning their blood and energy to press down on the enemy's formation.

This was a life-and-death battle!

These lives were right in front of her, as she watched them die.

What were they doing this for?

Mu Wan was at a loss.

Was it for glory?

Was it because of the Heavenly Mystic?

Were these ethereal matters really worth sacrificing their lives for?

"Boom!"

In the void, endless streams of light exploded.

"Spiritual Armored Demons, from today onwards, our Heavenly Mystic army will definitely exterminate your race and leave you no place to escape!"

In the air, Xiao Lingshan shouted.

"I'm going to the Immortal Spirit World today. I'll leave this place to you."

A voice sounded from the void of space.

Minister Wen!

Minister Wen wanted to go to the Immortal Spirit World!

At this moment, the Void battleground suddenly fell silent.

Then a shadow of a long-sleeved robe that was tens of thousands of feet tall appeared.

That figure wore a tall crown on his head, stopping with each step. He moved tens of millions of miles in the void with each step, walking forward.

"Heavenly Mystic's Mo Wensheng is here to visit Immortal Spirit. Which fellow Daoist is here to welcome me?"

Every word was like a thunderclap that reverberated throughout the void world.

Even the entire No Resentment Realm heard it clearly.

Han Muye, who was standing in front of the nine-story platform, turned his head and looked into the void.

"Minister Wen personally made a move…"

He did not expect Minister Wen to really attack this time.

It seemed that the Heavenly Mystic wanted to finish the job in one go!

Turning around and looking at the nine-story altar in front of him, Han Muye's eyes lit up.

This was more interesting!

"Boom!"

In the depths of the No Resentment Realm, a boom sounded.

Divine light and spiritual light shattered countless times, shattering countless miles of void.

"The Heavenly Mystic's Marquis Wu is here, Divine King Shuming of No Resentment Realm, meet your death…"