Maximum Comprehension: Taking Care of Swords In A Sword Pavilion

Chapter 890 Han Muye, Ranked Ninth On The Heavenly List

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Experts from all over the world gathered at the place where the Dao was being contested.

All sides displayed their combat strength and their names resounded.

However, there was a person who had never appeared and his reputation had always been spread.

Prime Minister Han of the Heavenly Mystic.

When Wen Mosheng returned, he did not participate in the affairs of the Heavenly Mystic Dynasty.

Han Muye was still the Prime Minister.

However, since the last time he swept across the Immortal Spirit, Han Muye had not appeared in the Dao Competition for 30 years.

Even so, Prime Minister Han was still the one who suppressed everything in Heavenly Mystic. No one in the entire Dao Competition dared to underestimate Han Muye's name.

Three immortal treasures soared through the sky. Even Divine Venerables were no match for them. Han Muye had never attacked, but he could suppress the world!

Twenty years ago, the Dark Shadow Divine Venerable had wanted three immortal treasures. Many experts had the same idea.

However, Dark Shadow Divine Venerable was almost killed by Huang Zhihu's three million sword cultivators. The other experts suffered heavy losses in front of the immortal alms bowl and were devoured.

The divine beast Qilin wielded the Immortal Treasure Saber Spear and chased after experts from all over the world for five million miles. If it were not for Dao Lord Duan Yun who appeared and just managed to stop Qilin with an Immortal Treasure Horsetail Whisk, the entire situation in the Land of Dao Competition would have changed.

After this battle, although the Heavenly Mystic seemed to be the weaker side in the Dao competition, no one dared to provoke them.

It was also after this battle that the Heavenly List circulated in the land of the Dao Competition listed Han Muye as ninth. He was only ranked after the Sect Master of the Mystic Dao Sect, Dao Lord Wuji.

On the battlefield of Dao competition, the top 300 strong are listed on the Heavenly List. Among the top 30, all are sages or above, while from 151st place onwards are those below the rank of half-sage, including peak Divine Transformation experts.

Although Han Muye had never attacked once, he was ranked ninth among the sages.

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"Boom!"

In the void, a loud explosion sounded.

A flying ship flew across the sky with several experts chasing after it.

On the flying ship, Huang Zhihu, who was wearing a yellow dress and had a black sword on her knees, had a calm expression.

In front of her, the Heavenly Mystic Emperor, Yunduan, looked a little flustered.

"Sigh, I told you to bring the Million Swords Formation. Look," Yunduan muttered and turned to look at the back of the flying ship.

Those experts who chased after her were at least at the sixth level of the Semi-God Realm.

The strength of one's combat strength was not measured by one's cultivation. There were many Half-Sages who were not on the Heavenly List of the Land of the Dao battle. However, those at the Sixth Level of the Semi-God Realm were indeed difficult to deal with.

Gongsun Qingfeng who stood behind Yunduan had a solemn expression as he held the hilt of his sword.

He was the commander of Yunduan's guards. Ever since Yunduan ascended the throne, she had been under the protection of his ancestor, Gongsun Shu.

A group of imperial guards stood solemnly behind Gongsun Qingfeng.

Their cultivation levels were not low, and several of them were in the Nascent Soul or even the Out of Body Realm. Their combat strength was also powerful.

However, they were powerless to resist the pursuit of several Semi-God Realm warriors.

"It's useless for too many people to fight for the Divine Court treasury." Huang Zhihu held the long sword on her knees and shook her head.

Ten days ago, Immortal Spirit Wuyou, who had been holding the exact location and activation method of the Divine Court Treasury, suddenly let go, revealing the location of the Divine Court Treasury.

In an instant, all the cultivators in the Dao Competition went to the Divine Court Treasury.

The first to rush out was Dark Shadow Heavenly Sovereign Zhao Zhenghe.

The Heavenly Mystic World was the least interested in the Divine Court Treasury.

This was because Han Muye had already led a Heaven Mystic expert to open a Divine Court Treasure Trove.

Until now, the resources in the hands of the experts in the Heavenly Mystic were inexhaustible. How could they be interested in fighting for the treasure trove?

However, the Heavenly Mystic couldn't just ignore it.

After all, there were countless treasure troves. How could he give them away for nothing?

No one knew if Wen Mosheng and the other almighty experts would go. In any case, the Emperor of Heavenly Mystic, Yunduan, and the Mystic Sun Guards Commander, Huang Zhihu, personally led three thousand guards to the treasure trove's opening.

However, when the treasure trove was opened, everyone no longer held back. Before the Heavenly Mystic Flying Ship reached the treasure trove, it was already attacked by seven to eight waves.

This time, several Divine Transformation Realm cultivators were chasing after him.

"Boom!"

In front of him, a stream of light transformed into a black bear shadow that was a thousand feet long, blocking the flying ship's path.

Gongsun Qingfeng paused. He flew up and unsheathed the sword in his hand, slashing down.

The sword light turned into a thousand feet long and shattered the black bear shadow. However, the flying ship slowed down and the Divine Transformation Realm cultivators behind it surrounded the flying ship.

"You've offended the prestige of the Heavenly Mystic. Have you thought it through?"

The sword light on his body condensed, and Gongsun Qingfeng stood there with battle intent surging in his eyes as he shouted in a low voice.

The prestige of the Heavenly Mystic came from killing.

The few Divine Transformation Realm cultivators who were blocking the flying ship looked at each other. Some of them had solemn expressions, while others had smiles on their faces.

A middle-aged cultivator in a black robe walked out with a jade-colored seal in his hand.

Endless astral winds surged and froze the flying ship.

Sword qi rose from Gongsun Qingfeng's body and broke through the astral winds as he pointed his sword forward.

"I know you're from the Heavenly Mystic. It's said that Huang Zhihu is also here, right?" The middle-aged Divine Transformation Realm cultivator sneered. The seal in his hand emitted wisps of spiritual light.

"Back on Ten Thousand Star, the Heavenly Mystic Sword Formation swept through and three of my fellow disciples died.

"Isn't Huang Zhihu ranked 274th on the Heavenly List? Come out and fight me.

"Today, I, Du Yuming, will fight you to the death!"

The Divine Transformation Realm cultivator shouted. The spiritual qi on his body combined with the spiritual light on the seal in his palm and transformed into a hundred-foot-long golden armor phantom.

Dharma treasure.

A Divine Transformation Realm cultivator who came with a magical treasure could fight against the heavens.

In the cabin, Yunduan's expression changed. She reached out and grabbed Huang Zhihu's sleeve.

"Zhihu, don't bother about him. I don't believe that they really dare to kill me."

Huang Zhihu's ranking on the Heavenly List was mainly due to the prestige of the sword formation.

The real her had yet to reach the Divine Transformation Realm. How could she be qualified to be on the rankings?

For example, Lu Yang, who was ranked 247th, would never be on the rankings if he were to count his combat strength.

In the place where the dao fought, there were three or five experts on the rankings like them, all of them leading generals. When their own strength was combined with battle formations, they could sweep through an area.

"It's fine." Huang Zhihu stood up and shook her head. Her expression did not change, but her eyes shone with a bright divine light.

"Godfather sent news that my father is coming back."

Huang Zhihu's expression was calm as she gripped the hilt of her sword tightly.

Hearing her words, Yunduan was slightly stunned.

Han Muye was in seclusion, but he would send someone to contact Huang Zhihu.

It seemed that Han Muye was not in the Heavenly Mystic World, but he could actually control the Heavenly Mystic World and even beyond.

"Heaven Trampling Great Sage?" Yunduan muttered and let go.

"You're the best. You have a foster father and a biological father." Yunduan's eyes were full of jealousy.

Hearing her words, a smile appeared on Huang Zhihu's face. She took a step closer and raised her hand to press against Yunduan's chin.

"Why, are you jealous of me, Your Majesty?"

The 'engagement' between her and Yunduan was personally discussed by her mother and the elders of the royal family.

If not for the fact that Han Muye and Huang Six were not around, the marriage would have been held.

Huang Zhihu really wanted to see how his foster father would look after knowing about the engagement.

Would he be dumbfounded?

"Buzz!"

From the void, the sound of swords could be heard.

Gao Xiaoxuan, who was holding a long sword and had a solemn and cold expression, arrived from the sky.

The sword in his hand exuded an awe-inspiring aura.

"Sigh, your little uncle is good at everything, but he's too cold.

"I wonder how Sister Wuhen can stand it," Yunduan turned her head and looked at the sky as she whispered.

Gao Xiaoxuan was a sword spirit. His cultivation level was compatible with the sword in his hand.

At this moment, he was in the void, and his sword intent seemed to want to tear the world apart.

The sword in his hand had long surpassed the level of a magic treasure.

Huang Zhihu moved and landed beside Gao Xiaoxuan.

"Uncle Xuan, let's see who's faster. What do you think?"

As soon as she finished speaking, she unsheathed her sword before Gao Xiaoxuan could reply.

As soon as the sword light appeared, the expressions of the few Divine Transformation Realm cultivators changed.

"Magic treasure!"

Not only was it a magic treasure, but this sword was also a rare high-grade magic treasure!

Even without Gao Xiaoxuan's spirituality, a magic treasure was still a magic treasure. Its strength would not be weak.

"An artifact-level protective sword, plus a high-grade magic treasure on top of that. I wonder just how powerful the Heavenly Mystic's Zhihu is, given her wealth and resources."

A black-bearded, hunchbacked old man's eyes were full of greed. His gaze swept across the swords in Huang Zhihu and Gao Xiaoxuan's hands.

The others were also unable to look away.

Wasn't he here to fight to the death for this treasure?

If he had a spiritual treasure sword, why would he come here to fight?

Huang Zhihu's sword was unsheathed and transformed into a 1,000-foot-long sword shadow. The tip of the sword pierced through the frost and snow and stabbed at the middle-aged Divine Transformation Realm cultivator at the front.

""What a fast sword!" The middle-aged Divine Transformation Realm expert's face grew solemn as he wielded his seal, which emitted a powerful gust of energy in an attempt to protect himself.

The golden armor phantom formed by the combination of spiritual light and seal power on his body also descended to protect his body.

The sword arrived.

The sword light flashed and the golden armor shattered.

"Slash—"

Huang Zhihu appeared a thousand feet away from the Divine Transformation Realm cultivator. The divine sword in her hand shone.

A sword mark appeared on the seal in the hands of the Divine Transformation Realm cultivator.

The golden armor that had originally condensed was already nowhere to be seen.

The surrounding gale also dissipated.

One strike had injured the magic treasure's true body.

This sword strike stunned the other Divine Transformation Realm cultivators.

Such a sword technique was truly terrifying!

"Heavenly Mystic's Zhihu, looks like the rumors are all false."

Looking at the seal in his palm, the middle-aged Divine Transformation Realm expert's eyes were cold.

"Your swordsmanship cultivation is definitely not inferior to the sword formation."

Huang Zhihu's sword strike was not obvious to outsiders. It was just fast, but he personally felt that the power of the Great Dao in that sword strike had already touched a trace of karma.

Originally, she had used the power of karma to stop the Heavenly Mystic Flying Ship.

Unexpectedly, Huang Zhihu had already grasped the power of karma and crossed a major realm. Her Sword Dao cultivation was unfathomable.

With such methods, why didn't she sever the karma and escape when they were chasing after her?

Huang Zhihu raised her head and looked at the distant sky.

"Don't you all want to see how much I've improved?

"Then I'll show you."