Chapter 728 - 728 The Nine

728 The Nine-Story Sword Pavilion, with a Glance Transcending Time and Space (3)

Golden lights exploded and endless streams of light enveloped him.

When the lights dissipated, Han Muye was no longer in the wasteland.

Countless swords were resonating in the wasteland.

“That guy has finally left…” Someone stuck his head out from behind the rubble and whispered.

“He triggered so many swords to resonate. Has he received the favor of the Sword Pavilion?” A disciple of the Sword Pavilion in a green Daoist robe and carrying a long sword on his back muttered to himself. He pondered for a moment and did not draw the sword. Instead, he moved and dissipated.

When he appeared, he was already outside the Sword Pavilion.

“I want to see the elders.

“Something has happened in the Sword Pavilion…”

…

When Han Muye landed on the gravel beach on the second floor, he saw sword cultivators fighting various four-legged demon beasts on the beach.

It was not difficult. As long as they killed 10 four-legged demon beasts, they could leave this floor.

When he reached the second floor, there were only 3,000 to 5,000 sword cultivators left.

“He’s here!”

Sword Dao Han Muye, numerous people’s expressions changed.

“Hurry up and kill the demonic beasts. Who knows what this guy is going to do?” someone exclaimed. Then the sword light in his hand became faster.

There didn’t seem to be anything special on this floor. After killing 10 demon beasts, they would be sent to the third floor.

For the majority of sword cultivators, this level was of no difficulty.

The four-legged demon beasts’ combat strength was only at the early stages of the Earth Realm.

The sword cultivators who saw Han Muye quickly attacked. Han Muye stood where he was, but he did not move.

Half of his attention was focused on the sword in his hand.

In front of him, there seemed to be an endless number of four-legged demonic beasts emerging from the depths of the mudflat. Even his spiritual will could not suppress them.

At this moment, the divine light in the sword in his hand was retracted. It was no different from an ordinary sword.

However, he could sense that sword qi was surging like a tide in the sword.

This sword was not a beginner spiritual weapon, but an ultra-quality one!

A top-grade spiritual weapon was a half-dharma treasure. The power it displayed was extraordinary.

With this sword in hand, a casual slash could directly activate a thousand-foot-long sword beam that swept through a group of demon beasts.

Sweep?

Han Muye’s heart skipped a beat.

He flew forward and landed in front of a four-legged demon beast, thrusting his sword forward.

“Slash—”

The sword light pierced the demon beast’s head and nailed it to the mudflat.

A faint spirituality was collected and landed on the sword.

Spirituality.

As expected!

Han Muye smiled.

He was right.

The first level of the Sword Pavilion was for the growth of the swords’ meridians, and the second level was for the enhancement of the swords’ spirit.

As for how to have enough spirituality, that depended on how much was required.

Looking up at the strange beasts surging over like a tide, Han Muye flew up.

“Haha, he went to kill demon beasts.” Seeing Han Muye rush towards the demon beasts, many people heaved a sigh of relief.

He did not come to fight them again. This guy was not crazy.

“This guy is really something. In any case, he will be led to the third level after killing 10 demonic beasts. What’s the use of rushing forward?” Someone smiled and said.

“Maybe he wants to fight 10 of them?” Someone grinned.

Perhaps…

In midair, Han Muye knocked away the demon beasts blocking the way.

The divine beast Baxia’s body made him not afraid of the demon beasts at all. He immediately sent them flying.

He landed a hundred miles away, leaving behind countless demon beasts.

“Buzz!”

In his palm, the sword vibrated, and a cold sword intent directly rushed into the sky.

“Slash!”

“Boom!”

The sword slashed horizontally, and ten miles of sword light surrounded it.

Numerous four-legged demon beasts’ bodies were shattered.

The spirituality turned into a torrent, woven into a long dragon, following Han Muye who was being guided, and directly crashing onto the third level.

The sword cultivators on the second and third levels saw the spiritual dragon behind him.

“Is… Is this the heir of the Sword Pavilion…” someone on the second floor whispered.

Others cleared the level by killing 10 beasts, but this guy used one sword to slay tens of thousands of beasts and actually gathered his spirituality into a dragon.

How could they compare?

“So that’s how it is!” someone exclaimed in a low voice. His eyes lit up, and then he crashed into the pile of demon beasts ahead.

“Boom!”

He was sent flying before he could even draw his sword.

…

On the third level of the Sword Pavilion, in a verdant forest.

Han Muye landed on a limestone, and the spiritual dragon crashed into the sword in his hand.

The sword vibrated and turned into a yellow puppy.

Sword Transformation, Magic Treasure.

Although it could not compare to the spirituality of Daoist Dayan and Zhao Yunlong, who Han Muye had left in the Heavenly Mystic, it still meant that they had become magic treasures and possessed their own intelligence.

Not all magic treasures had intelligence.

On the contrary, 90% of Dharma treasures did not have intelligence.

Han Muye landed on the limestone. Not far away, many sword cultivators saw this and hurriedly fled.

Those with spiritual dragons were all strong people. Who would be willing to face them so early?

Looking around, Han Muye did not move but sat cross-legged.

He simply refined the swords he had obtained on the first level.

At the second level, the spiritual dragon was injected into the magic treasure, and the sword was almost out of his control.

“Buzz!”

With a raise of his hand, the yellow dog condensed into a long sword again and landed in front of Han Muye.

He reached out to hold the long sword, and a sword qi seeped into the sword.

Han Muye’s expression changed.

Images appeared in his mind!

Didn’t he pull this sword out from the back of the strange beast and infuse it with spirituality as a magic treasure? Where did the memories come from?

The image in his mind was of a black-bearded Daoist in a green robe holding a long sword and running amok.

The master of the Sword Pavilion!

Be it spirituality or swords, this person should be the master of the Sword Pavilion.

If Han Muye hadn’t thought of refining this sword, he wouldn’t have been able to see these scenes.

The scene flashed. This sword cultivator searched for swords everywhere and sealed them in his Sword Pavilion.

As the scene changed, Han Muye sat up straight.

The three levels of the Sword Pavilion turned into four, five, and six levels.

If one entered the fifth level of the Sword Pavilion, they could enter the Upper Three Heavens immediately!

“Boom!”

The image shook as if it was about to dissipate.

The sword Qi in Han Muye’s hand kept pouring in, stabilizing the scene.

The six levels of the Sword Pavilion behind the Daoist shone as he broke through the void and rushed into the Upper Three Heavens.

Cloud waves gathered!

The Upper Three Heavens was completely built on clouds!

Immortal Cloud City, Immortal Source World, the Upper Three Heavens!

The endless Sword Pavilion was surrounded by a nine-story tower.

Five-colored auspicious clouds surrounded it, and the nine-story golden pagoda shone with immortal light.

Han Muye couldn’t help but focus all his attention on the nine-story Sword Pavilion.

“Boom!”

A bolt of lightning descended from the void, shattering all the images in Han Muye’s mind.

“Eh, interesting…”

A faint voice sounded in Han Muye’s mind.

Han Muye’s face turned pale.

This feeling was tens of thousands of times stronger than when he faced the Heavenly Mystic Dao Ancestor.

It was rumored in the cultivation world that those great cultivators who weren’t affected by karma and reincarnation could be detected even if the observer was far away and separated by time, simply by their gaze.”

Perhaps the rumors were true.

Nine-Story Sword Pavilion.

Han Muye’s eyes lit up.

With one glance, he could cross time and space.

This cultivation world is really f*cking exciting! he thought.