Maximum Comprehension: Taking Care of Swords In A Sword Pavilion

However, as soon as the golden palm landed, golden light surged from the Soul Sealing Banner and resolved it.

This scene made the First Elder's eyes widen in shock.

"This, how can the Soul Sealing Banner be controlled…"

He turned around and stared at the Soul Sealing Banner, shouting, "Soul Sealing, are you crazy?

"You're not suppressing the soul of Immortal Venerable Minghe because you want him to wake up?

"Don't you want to be free?"

Wrath roared, and the Soul Sealing Banner also surged. The golden stream of light seemed to want to directly shatter the First Elder.

Two powerful soul powers clashed, tearing apart the surrounding void.

The sound of souls passing through resounded.

When the two divine souls collided, all the cultivators' divine souls were involved, as if they were about to be torn apart.

In just ten breaths, their souls would be reduced to nothingness in the soul battle.

No one could escape.

The two divine souls collided like a torrent, and the divine souls wrapped in the threads were even weaker than a spider silk.

"Oh no."

Countless people felt despair.

"Do you want to live?"

At this moment, Han Muye's soul voice quietly sounded in the intermediate divine treasures of all cultivators.

Anyone who was in the cave or in the intermediate formation, refining the Soul Sealing Banner with their soul power, heard Han Muye's words.

Do you want to live?

Of course, they wanted to.

"The Soul Sealing Banner extracts the power of your soul and is also contaminated with your soul imprints. Let me tell you the method to control the Soul Sealing Banner. Who can become the owner of the Soul Sealing Banner will depend on your luck."

The control method of the Soul Sealing Banner!

Everyone's eyes widened.

A golden text appeared in their minds.

It was really the control technique of the Soul Sealing Banner.

Li Mubai, who was standing outside the cave, also felt the message from Han Muye.

After pondering for a moment, he slowly walked forward and sat cross-legged.

There was a deathly aura flickering on his body.

"Boom—"

As countless souls surged, the Soul Sealing Banner that was originally confronting the First Elder surged crazily.

Countless soul powers were fighting for control over the Soul Sealing Banner.

The First Elder looked at the surging Soul Sealing Banner and hesitated for a moment before looking around.

The power of soul surging around him made him fearful.

The gaze of everyone seemed to want to devour him.

"Whew—"

A howl came from the Soul Sealing Banner.

However, because countless people were fighting for control, the Soul Sealing Banner did not have a dominant thought.

However, at this moment, the idea of triggering the Soul Sealing Banner to suppress the First Elder was surprisingly unanimous.

On the Soul Sealing Banner, a golden net scattered and covered the First Elder's head.

Ecstasy!

Being trapped by this net, he would definitely die!

The First Elder gritted his teeth and roared. A ball of golden soul light collided with the net.

"Bang!"

His soul shattered, and the net was torn apart.

But in the next moment, the shattered net reappeared and descended onto the First Elder's head.

However, in the next moment, the originally shattered net appeared again and covered the First Elder's head.

He revealed a hint of fierceness on his face, and his body exploded suddenly.

When he reappeared, he had transformed into a haggard old man wearing a black robe with a cold and stern expression.

"Just you wait," he growled, and disappeared from where he stood.

As the First Elder fled, the Soul Sealing Banner began to surge and struggle again.

Countless cultivators fought crazily for control of the Soul Sealing Banner, causing it to flutter continuously.

Han Muye did not participate in the struggle.

With the help of this emptiness, his soul had already passed through the sleeping purple soul in the Soul Sealing Banner and landed in a purple illusory space.

In the space, there was a floating land tens of thousands of kilometers wide.

"Is this the true form of the Venerable?"

The Venerable had already merged with his own Grotto-heaven, becoming a world in himself.

The fall of an Immortal Venerable would bring about the collapse of a boundless world and turn it into a cosmic world.

Han Muye had seen a calamity before. That calamity was to kill an Immortal Venerable, destroy his world, and give birth to a new universe.

That was the backlash that began after the power of heaven and earth was stolen by cultivators.

This was an unsolvable situation.

Not exactly.

Han Muye narrowed his eyes.

It wasn't entirely unsolvable.

As long as he controlled the number of Immortal Venerable powerhouses and the number of high-level cultivators so that the backlash would no longer happen, it would not cause the calamity.

In this instant, he thought of the Divine Realm.

Wasn't what the gods doing control?

Were these gods controlling the Divine Realm, the Immortal Realm, and indirectly the mortal world just to control the number of cultivators?

But behind this, were there also rebels?

The calamity was a calamity for those who had already lived forever, an existence that they had to stop with all their might.

Would those Immortal Venerables who had yet to become Immortal Venerables or control the world push for the next calamity and change the world?

Who were these people?

Han Muye's gaze fell on that world.

"Boom—"

A golden spear flew up.

It was a 10,000-foot-long spear, and divine light flickered on it.

The spear changed rapidly and finally became ten feet long. It had three points and two blades, and the tip of the spear shone.

The spear was held in Huang Six's hand.

"Sigh, I wanted to pass the inheritance to him, but in the end, he chose the Heaven Slaughter Immortal Venerable's inheritance."

"I don't know if he is controlled by Heavenly Slaughter, becoming the incarnation of the Heavenly Slaughter Immortal Venerable, or if he can become his own person."

A voice sounded in Han Muye's ear.

Turning around, he saw an old man in a moon-white robe with a white beard that reached his chest.

Immortal Venerable Minghe.

Back on the Nether River Boat, Immortal Venerable Minghe who had helped Han Muye escape the danger of the calamity.

"Immortal Venerable, did my sixth brother choose the inheritance from that war spear on his own, or did you force him to choose it?"