Maximum Comprehension: Taking Care of Swords In A Sword Pavilion

Divine guardian soldiers.

Divine Slave.

Divine cultivators relied on external forces to cultivate, so their strength was a little weak.

But that was relative.

The cultivation of Divine Dao cultivators increased extremely quickly. The support of incense and power of faith continuously created Earth Realm experts.

This was also the reason why the Heavenly Mystic army had always been at a disadvantage when fighting against the No Resentment Realm.

Facing this predicament, Marquis Wu had to attack again and again, looking for opportunities to kill the Divine King Realm experts.

The Divine Dao cultivator in front of Han Muye was at the eighth level of the Golden Core Realm, and his body was condensed with divinity.

The so-called divinity was roughly equivalent to the Nascent Soul condensed by other cultivators.

If this divine cultivator's divinity took form, he could create a divine clone that was no different from a Nascent Soul cultivator.

Seeing that Han Muye was indifferent and was only sizing him up, anger flashed across the golden-armored Divine Dao cultivator's face. He raised his hand and stabbed at Han Muye's chest.

The battle spear carried the sound of wind and thunder. It contained sharp power. Before the spear reached him, the sound of thunder had already sounded.

A wisp of soul power surged out of the void, wanting to lock Han Muye's soul.

The combat methods of Divine Dao cultivators had changed more than what Han Muye had seen from those weapons previously.

At the very least, the power transmitted from the battle spear was closer to martial techniques.

As for the suppression of divine soul power, it was purely a divine technique.

It seemed that after many years of war, Divine Dao cultivators had also learned to use multiple methods to deal with enemies.

When the spear reached his chest, the power of his soul was like an abyss. If it was an ordinary cultivator, he could only remain motionless and die on the spot under such pressure.

However, Han Muye's soul power was extremely powerful, and his combat strength was even more monstrous.

His eyes emitted a golden spiritual light that exploded and wrapped around the other party's soul.

"Boom!"

The energy around the Divine Dao cultivator shattered. His face was pale, and he could not hold the spear in his hand anymore. It fell to the ground.

He looked at Han Muye in fear. He wanted to speak, but he felt dizzy and could not speak for a moment.

Han Muye reached out and held the spear in his hand.

Sword qi surged into the battle spear, and he saw the scene he wanted.

On this star, No Resentment Realm had deployed 200,000 troops to fight against the same number of Heavenly Mystic soldiers.

The divine cultivators on the other side were in charge of cleaning up the periphery of the battlefield.

There was also such an expert in the Heavenly Mystic World who could kill scattered enemies.

The most tragic battle ahead was in a nameless canyon. According to the No Resentment Realm army's plan, they wanted to obliterate most of the Heavenly Mystic Army's generals there.

"Sword cultivators from the Immortal Spirit World?" Han Muye saw a team of sword cultivators in green robes with swords on their backs appear on the screen.

These cultivators came from the Immortal Spirit World and formed a sword formation. They charged forward and killed in the long and narrow valley.

The formation of the Red Flame Army in the Heavenly Mystic World could not stop these people at all.

"Sword Core." Han Muye narrowed his eyes.

He was surprised to see the Sword Core he had given Mu Wan.

More than 10 Sword Cores formed a line, which was the key to blocking the Immortal Spirit World Sword Formation.

However, he did not know if Mu Wan had taken the initiative to hand over the sword core or if the commander of the Red Flame Army had asked for it.

The scene in his mind circulated, and Han Muye saw the cultivation technique of the Divine Dao cultivator named Sun Yun.

Similar to the Big Yellow Court, it gathered the power of incense.

However, through deduction, Han Muye felt that there were loopholes in Sun Yun's cultivation technique.

This was because his Divine Dao foundation was created by his elder, not by his own cultivation.

If that elder wanted to take back his cultivation one day, it would be easy.

This method was extremely similar to the demonic path.

Actually, the cultivation method based on gathering faith and incense was only a thin line away from being a deity or a demon.

Holding the spear, Han Muye's eyes lit up.

​ Sun Yun's body, which was originally trembling and struggling, stiffened. After a moment, he bowed and stood up.

Han Muye had cultivated the Big Yellow Court. He imitated Sun Yun's Divine Dao cultivation method and immediately suppressed the other party's soul with his powerful soul power.

At this moment, Sun Yun, who was wearing golden armor, had become Han Muye's guardian general.

"Wait for me here."

Han Muye waved his hand and threw the spear back.

He still had some use for this guardian general.

Sun Yun nodded, and with a flash, he vanished.

The power of the Divine Dao had its merits.

For example, at this moment, Sun Yun was in a space created by the power of the Divine Dao. Ordinary cultivators below the Heaven Realm would not detect him at all.

Such a method was extremely suitable for sneak attacks.

Han Muye turned to look not far away and flew towards the nameless canyon where the battle was intense.

Before they reached the valley, several divine lights greeted them.

Han Muye no longer had any patience, and his eyes were filled with killing intent. The sword light in his hand flashed, and a sword core flew out, piercing through three divine lights.

Without changing its direction, the sword core immediately fell to the edge of the battlefield below.

"Boom!"

The sword core fell to the ground and exploded, blowing up the void within a radius of 1,000 feet.

Before the Divine Dao cultivators could react, they were destroyed by the self-destruction of the Sword Core.

The cost of a Sword Core was one million. It was already a good deal to be able to kill an Earth Realm Spirit Awakening cultivator. At this moment, there were clearly two Golden Core Realm cultivators and three No Resentment Realm soldiers with Spirit Awakening Realm cultivation bases who were enveloped by the spiritual light and sword light.

Without hesitation, Han Muye reached out and flicked out five sword cores.

The sword cores formed a Three Stars Sword Formation in mid-air, while the other two immediately crashed into the military formation below.

The oncoming divine cultivators were blocked by the sword formation. The two sword cores that fell into the battle formation exploded, kicking up a cloud of dust.

"Boom!"

What remained of the neat and orderly No Resentment Realm battle formation were two large empty spaces.