Maximum Comprehension: Taking Care of Swords In A Sword Pavilion

Chapter 865 Han Muye's Last Resort

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Heaven Realm.

The Heaven Realm figures of the Immortal Spirit World quietly appeared.

If it was just Heaven Realm cultivators, it would be fine. Countless military formations appeared on the flying ships one after another, occupying the surrounding void.

"I knew that someone would definitely come to the Heavenly Mystic, but I didn't expect it to be you." Looking at Han Muye, Sun Youdao smiled.

"Minister Heavenly Mystic, you've already wreaked havoc in my Immortal Spirit twice. How dare you come again?

"Who gave you the courage?"

Sun Youdao smiled and waved his hand. The army surrounded Han Muye and the people around him.

At this moment, everyone in the Heavenly Mystic looked extremely solemn.

This was a battle between two worlds. It did not matter whose cultivation level was higher or whose combat strength was stronger.

In front of an army, even Saints could not withstand the combined attack of a military formation.

Back then, Han Muye led more than 300,000 alchemists to form a formation with sword cores and chased after Mo Wuxie in the Immortal Spirit World.

Today, when the army surrounded them, no one present could escape.

"Kill."

Han Muye didn't waste his breath.

Before the general trend, combat strength was the only thing that mattered.

A golden war spear appeared above his head.

Immortal treasure!

He raised his hand and injected spiritual qi into the spear, causing it to become thousands of feet long and pierce through the sky.

"Boom!"

The spear collided with the Blood Qi stimulated by the army, causing the void to tremble.

Under the attack, Han Muye retreated.

To be able to fight against a million-strong army alone was already a rare expert in the world.

A smile appeared on Sun Youdao's face as he sneered, "Although I didn't expect you to come personally, this immortal treasure is still within my calculations."

He raised his hand, and the Heaven Realm expert behind him stepped forward. A blood-colored spiritual light formed a formation in his hand.

"That's the Blood Fiend Formation. It's the best treasure to break through," the pale-faced Mo Shenghua growled.

Han Muye nodded, and the immortal treasure spear froze.

"Boom!"

Qin Suyang flew up and the sword light in his hand transformed into ten thousand streaks that slashed down.

Hundreds of Heaven Realm cultivators stood in formation to defend against his sword rays. The army behind him borrowed the force to form a light screen.

The power of the military formation was comparable to that of a Saint.

Gongsun Shu and the others also flew out and rushed towards the battle formation.

They were all sword cultivators here today. Sword cultivators had no regrets about life and death and were fearless when they attacked.

For a moment, thousands of sword intents crisscrossed, turning all the surrounding defenses into sieves.

Sun Youdao snorted coldly and took a step back.

The army gathered and blocked the empty space.

This time, the Immortal Spirit World was fully prepared. They had to surround and kill the Heavenly Mystic experts who were involved.

Otherwise, how much prestige would the Immortal Spirit World have left if the Heavenly Mystic experts came to kill and plunder time and time again?

In order to set up the trap, a Sage had directly attacked the Immortal Spirit World.

Sun Youdao mobilized all the experts in his sect just to catch a big fish.

From the looks of it today, it was really a big fish.

"Boom!"

The Sword Dao power on Qin Suyang's body gathered a sword light and shattered the light shield in front of him.

Countless soldiers spat out blood and retreated, but more troops stepped forward to fill the gap.

They would fight to the death without retreating.

In terms of military power, the Immortal Spirit World was not inferior to the Heavenly Mystic Realm. In fact, it was even stronger.

"Kill—"

Countless soldiers roared and slowly narrowed the encirclement.

Sun Youdao sneered and stood behind the military formation.

Mo Shenghua's face was pale. He turned to look at everyone. "Which one of you is in charge of the Sword Pavilion?"

Hearing his words, Tuoba Cheng said in a low voice, "Han Muye is in charge of the Sword Pavilion. Now, he is the Prime Minister of the Heavenly Mystic World."

"Minister?" Mo Shenghua grinned and pulled at the wounds on his body. "Wen Mosheng actually chose someone from the Western Frontier to be the minister?"

"You're Minister Han, right?"

Han Muye's expression did not change as he nodded.

He looked around at the battle situation and the Heaven Realm cultivators in front of him.

These Heaven Realm experts who set up the Blood Fiend Formation were specially used to deal with his immortal treasure spear.

"Why don't I go?" Zhao Yunlong, who had transformed into his human form, took a deep breath and said softly.

What he meant was that he would activate the Blood Fiend Array and create an opportunity for Han Muye to break the array.

However, in the face of this Blood Evil Battle Formation, if he was trapped in it, his spirituality would definitely be wiped clean.

"If the Blood Fiend Array was so easy to break, I wouldn't have been chased so badly."

Mo Shenghua's voice sounded.

"The spirituality of my two magic treasures and swords has been destroyed by this array formation."

He said with a pained expression.

"Clang—"

In front of him, Qian Chengyuan's longsword was blocked by a Divine Transformation Realm cultivator. Then, his body fell back to the ground.

Not only him, but the attacks of the others were also limited to a small area and slowly retreated.

This was the strength of the Immortal Spirit World.

If they really attacked, there would be more experts in the Immortal Spirit World than in the Heavenly Mystic Realm.

"We can't rush out." Gongsun Shu turned around and stood behind Han Muye.

The other great cultivators also flew back.

"If we really can't leave, we'll protect Prime Minister Han and open up a bloody path." Xu Shen held his long sword and said in a low voice, "The Heavenly Mystic can't do without Prime Minister Han."

Li San and the others nodded and moved closer to Han Muye.

"Since you're in charge of the Sword Pavilion, you've investigated the secrets of the Sword Pavilion, right?" Mo Shenghua stared at Han Muye and said in a low voice, "I'll break open the space with all my might. You can teleport with the dao mark and leave this place."

Dao mark.

Han Muye had set up several road signs inside and outside the Heavenly Mystic Realm.

With the guidance of the dao mark, he could travel through the void.

However, now that the power of the Land of Dao Contest had locked onto him, the power of space was also suppressed. If he wanted to pass through the void, he had to first break through the void.

Back then, Mo Shenghua had controlled the Sword Pavilion and comprehended the spatial power within. That was why he said that he wanted to break through the void.

This was to break the suppression of the Dao Ancestor and help Han Muye leave instantly.

If Han Muye left, the others would probably have no chance of survival.

"Senior Mo, you might not understand me."