Maximum Comprehension: Taking Care of Swords In A Sword Pavilion

The expression on the face of the powerful creator named Qiu Hong changed, and a strange power surged in his body.

The power of the mighty Creator!

The power of life and death!

Just after this breath came out, Han Muye's voice sounded again.

"The balance of the power of life and death of Qiuhong Creator is no longer stable enough. You must be careful."

The power of life and death is not balanced enough!

Without reaching the level of the Creator, it is impossible to know the secrets of the Creator’s realm!

The expressions of several creators on the side changed dramatically, and their bodies instantly retreated.

Qiuhong Creator's eyes flashed with light, and the power of life and death that had been tumbling suddenly fell silent.

He looked at Han Muye with a solemn look on his face: "It seems that Fellow Daoist Han has mastered the power of the Creator."

"At your level of cultivation, we still need to communicate more in the future."

After saying that, he moved and disappeared from where he was.

The other creators also quietly left.

Han Muye has entered the level of the Creator, and they need to have adequate ways to deal with it.

It is not a good thing to have a new creator in the Pantian plane.

"Marquis Weiyuan, according to the rules of the Sword Court, a new creator of swordsmanship has appeared, and that is the new Lord of the Sword Court."

Under the stone platform, the old Sword Court sword cultivators looked at Han Muye with excitement on their faces.

Lord of the Sword Court?

Han Muye turned his head and looked around.

If his cultivation level is still in the divine realm and his combat power is not enough, he may fall in love with the many divine realm sword cultivators gathered here in the Sword Court.

But now he is invincible at the divine level, and no one at the Creator level can do anything to him.

With such fighting power, why bother with more ties?

When he stepped onto the level of the Creator, he already understood that the more fetters there were, the harder it would be to step into the eternal heaven.

He now has the power of the Creator, but he cannot be regarded as the true Creator.

"The Sword Court was established by the Shadow Creator. He also needs the power of the Sword Platform to help him practice."

Han Muye spoke calmly.

These words made everyone stunned.

Han Muye said before that he had fought against the Shadow Creator at the sword platform. Is that true?

The Shadow Creator is not dead?

"Marquis Weiyuan, since you don't want to be the master of the Sword Court, I wonder if you can stay in the Sword Court and discuss the Tao with us and other swordsmen practitioners for a few days?"

The white-bearded old man in front looked at Han Muye with a hint of hope on his face.

Han Muye nodded.

He gained a lot from the sword platform, and even used it to gain enlightenment and reach the level of the Creator.

This is cause and effect, and it needs to be carried.

A year later, Han Muye left the Sword Court, leaving thousands of swords behind him.

…

"Dong——"

"Dong——"

When Han Muye set foot on the Pantian plane, the sound of golden bells ringing could be heard throughout the plane.

The sky is filled with nine-colored clouds, dyeing the heaven and earth in color.

This is the welcome of a new powerful creator by the Heavenly Dao of the Pantian plane, and it is also the courtesy of the Immortal Dynasty to a top powerful person.

One by one, the powerful gods stepped onto the sky and bowed to Han Muye.

From the direction of the imperial city, the auras of five powerful creators came.

Han Muye walked forward step by step, accompanied by the power of the great avenue of heaven and earth around him. The endless stream of light turned into a cascading sky, causing the earth to shake and billions of sword lights to fall.

From now on, the path of cultivation on the Pantian plane will have more power in the way of swordsmanship.

This is his gift to this dimension.

It can be regarded as completing the transaction involving himself and this aspect.

When you reach the level of the Creator, you can simply cut off any unnecessary ties, not to mention the ties from one dimension.

Arriving at the Imperial City, Han Muye went directly into the Imperial City Meeting Hall.

This time, there were no 360 powerful gods, only five creators sitting upright.

"Marquis Weiyuan, from now on you will be the sixth creator of our Pantian Immortal Dynasty."

The Creator in the top position raised his hand, and a seat gathered together.

This is the manifestation of the power of life, creating things out of thin air.

"Thank you Stratus Creator."

Han Muye could feel that the aura power of the Stratus Creator in front of him was far superior to other Creators.

Moreover, his body has clearly been integrated with this plane, and it is immortal due to the power of the Pantian plane.

He should be a creator who grew up in this plane, practiced in this plane, and finally everything about himself was consistent with the Pantian plane.

In the Pantian plane, Stratus Creator is undefeated.

Han Muye sat on the sixth throne and looked at the powerful creators in front of him.

"According to the previous agreement, when you get the third Heaven-Suppressing Seal, you will become the Lord of the Pantian Plane." The green-robed Creator opposite said calmly.

The third Heaven-Suppressing Seal was lost in the Tianzhan Alliance.

Han Muye's eyes were filled with depth and he nodded slightly.

Only by finding the third Heaven-Suppressing Seal can he suppress the power of Shen Mo, and can he truly demonstrate his creator-level combat power.

"The war in the Yuanjia plane is fierce. Originally, we were planning to go to a creator to take charge."

"Since you, fellow Daoist Han, have returned, take charge of the five billion Pantian army."

"When you destroy the Tianzhan Alliance and bring back the Heaven-Suppressing Seal, that's when you will become the Lord of the Pantian Plane." The Stratus Cloud Creator looked at Han Muye with a smile on his face, "At that time, I will also If you can leave safely, go and see the Eternal Heaven Realm.”

Go to the eternal heaven?

Han Muye's expression remained unchanged.

How could a strong man who was already aligned with the plane leave?

He didn't speak, just nodded.

Ten days later, Han Muye left the Pantian plane and went to the Yuanjia plane with 30 million Tiantian guards and prehistoric experts.

There are already five billion troops over there, with hundreds of powerful gods.

"Can he really bring back the Heaven-Suppressing Seal?" There was a whisper in the imperial city hall.

"Haha, the three seals are combined into one to suppress the power of God's End. At this time, there are at least ten creators and three God's End who are staring at him, Marquis Weiyuan."

"The Shen Mo who tested the Pantian plane before has probably already taken action, right?"

"If we could have kept the Heaven-Suppressing Seal back then, how could we have given that thing to the Heaven-Slaying Alliance?"

Several other voices sounded, then slowly fell silent.

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Yuanjia plane.

Within and outside the plane, billions of armies are fighting, and the world is about to be shattered.

The endless space is all in ruins.

No plane in the world can withstand the impact of five billion armies from the Pantian plane.

The source of heaven in the entire Yuanjia plane is shaking, and it seems that it will collapse in the next moment.

"boom--"

A golden stream of light triggered by the simultaneous action of hundreds of powerful gods hit the center of the plane below.

When this stream of light hits, the entire Yuanjia plane will directly collapse and turn into countless plane fragments.

The origin of the avenue within it will also dissipate and then become invisible.

"Why doesn't Stratus come?"

In the void, a voice sounded.

A figure full of the power of life and death appeared, raising his hand and creating a curtain of light.

Creator!

The stream of light gathered by the hundreds of gods was blocked by a faint light curtain for a moment, and then continued to move forward.

"boom--"

The entire Yuanjia plane collapsed.

Even the Creator cannot stop the combined attack of hundreds of powerful men from the God Realm of the Pantian Plane.

"In that case, you should be buried together in the Yuanjia plane!"

The Creator standing in the void raised his hand, and a force of death swayed directly into the surrounding void.

He did not go directly to fight with hundreds of gods, but used the power of death to attack and kill hundreds of millions of Pantian plane armies.

As long as this blow is carried out, the names of at least 50 million soldiers will be harvested.

The power of death of the Creator's power is difficult for even the gods to withstand, let alone the army whose cultivation level does not exceed that of the Dao realm.

In the void, those gods did not stop them.

They cannot withstand the dying power of their Creator.

There is no need for them to expend their own strength for ordinary soldiers.

They are powerful beings in the divine realm.

"Stratus Creator, I haven't come yet, will I be able to come?"

A voice sounded above the collapsed Yuanjia plane.

"It's Marquis Weiyuan!"

"Marquis Weiyuan is here!"

There was a cry of surprise in the void.

Weiyuan Hou, who had not heard from him for ten thousand years, unexpectedly came to the Yuanjia plane. (End of chapter)