Maximum Comprehension: Taking Care of Swords In A Sword Pavilion

Chapter 284: Shocking the Western Frontier with a Single Sword Strike (4)

Translator: Atlas Studios Editor: Atlas Studios

The shadows did not respond.

But they did not dissipate. It was a response!

Han Muye let out a long cry and activated the Four Symbols Sword Formation. With a magnificent golden light, he rushed forward.

At this moment, he no longer held back his Great Spirit.

This entire wasteland had endless Righteousness Qi!

The resentment was refined and turned into the Great Spirit.

Shadows followed behind him.

The power of the soul gathered and condensed into a strong wind that was like a dragon.

All the resentment collided with the Azure Dragon and the Four Symbols Formation and was fused.

Like a snowball, the golden Four Symbols Sword Formation and the pale white and transparent dragon became stronger and stronger.

The golden light and silver-white halo seemed to illuminate the entire wasteland.

He wanted to turn the Broken Soul Wasteland, which had not seen light for thousands of years, into a clear and bright place.

The sky was getting brighter!

Three days later, in front of the pitch-black rolling valley.

“Boom—”

Ahead, a dark 10,000-foot shadow smashed down.

It was a three-headed demon phantom.

However, before this giant demon phantom arrived, the phantom behind Han Muye gathered into a 10,000-foot-long golden-armored general and shattered the phantom with a punch.

With the infusion of the Great Spirit, the resentment kept on dissipating.

From outside the wasteland, the resentment in the sky above the entire wasteland turned into a vortex that kept surging.

The world was filled with dark clouds and golden light.

“The ignorant are useless.

“Do you really think you can destroy my Black Spirit Valley just by cultivating the Great Spirit?”

A voice sounded as a 100-foot-tall black-armored demon stood in front of the Four Symbols Sword Formation.

“Clang—”

The Four Symbols Sword Formation was finally stopped.

The Four Symbols Sword Formation shook and slowly faded.

Half-step Heaven Realm.

There was really a half-step Heaven Realm expert in the Black Spirit Valley.

Moreover, the foundation of this half-step Heaven Realm cultivator in the Black Spirit Valley was the cultivation method of the demon cultivators outside the realm.

It was no wonder that these people from the Black Spirit Valley rarely communicated with the outside world.

They were the remnants of the cultivators from the outer realm.

The resentment and the ghastly white bones intertwined and exploded.

Countless Black Spirit Valley cultivators appeared in front of him.

Vengeful spirits roared.

These cultivators from the Black Spirit Valley were tainted with the blood of the living beings of the cultivation world of the Western Frontier.

Looking at the surging ghosts in the sky, golden light intertwined in Han Muye’s eyes.

Wasn’t cultivating the sword to make the world so unfair and dark that there was nowhere to hide?

A sword cultivator’s sword was no different from scrap metal if he did not kill this evil cultivator!

Today, Black Spirit Valley would definitely be destroyed!

Sword intent soared from Han Muye’s body.

Behind him, Daoist Dayan looked at him with a complicated expression.

At this moment, Han Muye looked very much like Sword Master Yuan Tian, who only cared about the Sword Dao, path of the sword, and way of the sword in his heart.

The exploding black demonic aura turned into a long saber.

The long saber appeared, and the endless pressure froze Han Muye in place.

This saber was the accumulation of soul and resentment.

This was the condensation of the power of a half-step Heaven Realm expert.

This saber could kill anyone below the half-step Heaven Realm in one strike.

“Hum—”

The saber light was like a wheel, accompanied by ghosts.

The long saber swept across and shattered the body of countless souls in front of Han Muye.

His soul floated and could not gather again.

The specter laughed.

Such a pure soul was very nourishing.

“I have to thank you for sending these good things.”

With a whisper, the demonic shadow turned into a long snake and opened its huge mouth. An endless suction force attempted to devour Han Muye and those souls.

The demonic shadow of the Black Spirit Valley was more powerful than a half-step Heaven Realm.

If not for the fact that he was in the Western Frontier and was not afraid of being discovered by the Heaven Realm experts of the Heavenly Mystic World, he would have long crossed this step and become a Heaven Realm expert.

The Demon Shadow Long Snake roared, its momentum growing like it was devouring the heavens.

The entire wasteland shook. Outside the wasteland, a demonic shadow supported the sky.

Who could resist such power?

Outside the wasteland, the young experts’ initial desire to win faded.

Fortunately, they were not impulsive and did not follow Han Muye into the wasteland.

In front of such a powerful demon, they would not survive without the strength of a half-step Heaven Realm expert.

In the wasteland, Han Muye looked up at the demonic shadow that covered the sky.

Very strong.

It was much stronger than he had imagined.

It was hard to say if he would survive that day’s battle.

However, it was precisely because of this that he had even more ardor and zeal coursing through his blood!

Fight!

In the next moment, a sword light rose above Han Muye’s head.

“Kid Han, I’ll go crazy with you.

“Use the Sword Pill.”

Daoist Dayan’s voice sounded. Then one of the four sword pills flew out.

Sword Pill, Dayan.

Han Muye chuckled and raised his hand. The intermediate sword intent in his sea of Qi poured into the sword pill.

“Holy sh*t!

“When did you cultivate the sword momentum of the Earth-type lineage?!

“How satisfying…

“I feel invincible.

From the sword pill, Daoist Dayan’s voice was wretched.

However, a yellow halo that looked like a star appeared and turned into a huge ball of light.

The light knocked away the demonic shadow that covered the world.

“Star point.”

Daoist Dayan shouted.

Han Muye nodded and raised his hand.

Stars.

Ten thousand feet of stars flew into the sky.

Then they crashed down.

The huge snake formed by the 100-foot-tall demon raised its head and looked blankly at the 10,000-foot-long ball of light that was crashing down on it.

“Are you crazy…”

“Boom—”

The stars fell.

At this moment, the entire Broken Soul Wasteland flipped.

The entire Western Frontier shook!

One strike.

It shook the Western Frontier.