Maximum Comprehension: Taking Care of Swords In A Sword Pavilion

Chapter 2226: 982. This is the God Realm

Behold!

Above Han Muye’s head, it seemed as if heaven and earth were split apart, endless origin powers shattered!

A sword light emerged from the illusion.

“This is, a sword…”

Yu Shaotang’s eyes flickered with spiritual light, filled with anticipation.

Jin Hong beside him also focused intently on the emerging sword shadow.

A Sword of the Soul coalesced.

Han Muye’s soul and physical body had already transformed into the True Spirit Sword, and now this sword was formed by the division of his soul.

This sword did not seem strong.

Although it shattered the origin and broke through space, it did not display that power above dominion, capable of contending with the God Realm.

How strong can a divided soul be?

Yet, the appearance of this seemingly not so formidable three-foot-long sword caused the surrounding heaven and earth to tremble, as if incredibly uneasy.

“Soul,” Yu Shaotang’s phantom body trembled, his eyes revealing disbelief, “hasn’t entered the Divine Realm yet, but first gathered the soul of the Gathering Divine Realm.”

“Your soul, it’s already in the Divine Realm…”

Han Muye’s physical body did not fall behind the Dominion Realm.

Although his true body’s cultivation abilities did not display high levels, he possessed the Three Hundred Qiankun Realms, indicating his deep comprehension and control of the Dao; if he wished to elevate his realm, he could do so at any time.

He had also condensed into a Void Breaker Body, only to have it seized and controlled by an expert from the outer realm’s God Realm.

But whether it was his physical body or his cultivation level, compared to the soul power he was displaying now, there was too much of a gap.

God Realm Soul Power!

Han Muye’s soul spirit level had unknowingly stepped into the Divine Realm!

He always thought himself capable of Dominion Realm combat strength—if he could break the suppression of the Pantheon Plane, that would be considered Dominion Realm.

He himself didn’t know that his soul spirit level was in the Divine Realm.

“How did this guy achieve this?” Jin Hong muttered to himself as he watched the sword light above Han Muye’s head.

He had cultivated for countless years and only stepped into the Half-Step Divine Realm by devouring the power of the Spiritual Void Clan, not having had time to condense a Divine Realm Soul before his realm was diminished.

Yet Han Muye, a junior, not only gathered three hundred Qiankun Worlds but had also cultivated his own soul to the Divine Realm.

In this light, he should be addressing Han Muye as senior.

In front, reemerging into form, Nan An Divine Honor whose divine beast avatar lightly swayed with the wind also showed a solemn expression.

“Soul enters the Divine Realm, so what, having only a soul without a sliver of power— ”

His whisper had not yet finished when the sword above Han Muye’s head transformed.

The sword light moved, turning into a three-foot-long sword.

The sword edge emitted a blue light, the Light Shadow densely covered with divine patterns, layers of flames interwoven on the hilt.

This sword was ordinary to the extreme.

Yet it was this sword that turned Nan An Divine Honor’s initial disdain into shock.Nôv(el)B\\jnn

“Creation…”

“Impossible, this is imitation, definitely not creation.”

“Plane level, it’s impossible to have creation.”

The illusory body of Nan An Divine Honor shook continuously, revealing the turmoil in his mind.

Ordinary flora and stones manifesting out of thin air meant nothing to cultivators.

But now, everyone here possessed combat power above dominion, and every gesture shattered the power of heaven and earth.

The long sword condensed by Han Muye was a convergence of origin forces.

Not very powerful.

But just right as a Sword of the Soul with origin as its base, perfectly capable of cleaving wooden origins.

What kind of power could manifest as such a long sword?

Even the Divine Realm cannot create armament artifacts that manifest out of thin air capable of cleaving the origins of the Slaying Divine Realm.

Creation?

Refining weapons?

Or is it a comprehension of the Sword Dao to an unimaginable extent?

Even Nan An Divine Honor was somewhat afraid to think about it now.

“This sword is derived from the first comprehension of cultivating the Sword Dao, combining the power of wind and fire.”

“This sword, named Prairie Fire.”

As Han Muye spoke, the sword light thrust out.

A sword thrust out, and wind and fire converged directly, the entire space teemed with flames.

This flame was not ordinary fire, but Divine Flame.

Countless years ago, Han Muye had mastered the art of The Crimson Flames Reach the Sky to challenge the Heavenly Mystic World.

Countless years later, having reached enlightenment of the God Realm in his state of mind, he displayed The Crimson Flames Reach the Sky once more, this time challenging the God Realm itself!

The once mere power of wind and fire had all transformed into the Golden Crow Divine Flame!

When this sword was unleashed, it imprisoned heaven and earth, leaving only the sword light surging!

As this sword passed, the sword light did not dissipate, and the space remained imprisoned.

This sword slashed through the cycle of reincarnation, shattered thousands of heavens and earths, and landed directly in front of the Nan An Divine Honor.

The divine flame engulfed that phantom body, and the sword edge pierced into the body.

The already phantom body shuddered slightly, absorbing all the light of the divine flame.

Han Muye closed his eyes.

His soul was no longer within his physical body but had traversed the infinite heaven and earth, incarnating as a sword of the God Realm to strike down the Nan An Divine Honor!

Yu Shaotang and Jin Hong’s eyes revealed a look of tension.

“Battling with souls, he indeed has great courage.”

“The slightest mishap, and it would mean the shattering of the soul, leaving no room for recovery.”

Worry flashed across Jin Hong’s face.

Yu Shaotang shook his head and whispered, “This is the essence of the Sword Dao.”

“With the sword in hand, life and death hang by a thread.”

“He has surpassed the me of the past in comprehending that the sword divides life and death.”

Upon saying this, a smile appeared on his face, and his body became more ethereal: “Actually, by daring to strike this sword, he has already surpassed the current me.”

Jin Hong opened his mouth but ultimately did not speak.

The level Yu Shaotang spoke of was not something he could comprehend.

Such comprehension of the Sword Dao carried both opportunities and dangers.

After this sword, whether it is life or death will depend on Han Muye’s ability.

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Inside the Void Breaker Body, Han Muye stood opposite a white-bearded elder wearing a green robe.

Nan An Divine Honor.

Both were concentrated souls.

If it were elsewhere, Han Muye would definitely not be a match for Nan An Divine Honor.

But now, within the Void Breaker Body, both were souls in the God Realm.

The outcome was no longer predetermined.

“What does it mean to enter the Divine Realm?”

Looking at Han Muye before him, the divine light in Nan An Divine Honor’s eyes surged like a mighty river, exploding thunderously.

The divine light, like the galaxy of the nine heavens, instantly enveloped Han Muye’s soul body.

“The utilization of Sacred Realm Power is beyond the control of someone at your nascent level.”

Nan An Divine Honor pressed down with his palm, the endless galaxy halted, and solidified into an Ice Sea.

Within the Ice Sea, Han Muye’s soul was frozen.

He clenched his hand.

The Ice Sea shattered.

This was the power to freeze the origin of heaven and earth.

Even the origin of a whole Plane, under his palm, would be directly crushed.

“The Great Pantheon Plane is indeed powerful, but you should not have—”

Nan An Divine Honor’s words halted, the smile on his face freezing.

Han Muye, who should have shattered along with the Ice Sea, stood unscathed in his original position.

Not only that, but the crystal-clear divine light on the three-foot-long sword in Han Muye’s hand seemed even purer.

“Is this the God Realm?”

Looking up at Nan An Divine Honor, Han Muye’s three-foot-long sword shimmered dazzlingly.

“Gather the origin, fuse with the origin, then steal the origin.”

“It’s not genuinely controlling the origin, nor is it truly creating the origin, it’s merely deceiving the origin.”

“Such a level, also worthy of the title ‘Divine’?”

The sword light shone to the utmost brilliance as Han Muye raised his hand and swung.

The three-foot-long sword struck out, the Void Breaker Body instantly vanished.

A majestic crack of ten thousand zhang slowly appeared.

“Where did he go!” Jin Hong exclaimed in shock.

“He went to the place where Nan An Divine Honor is…” Yu Shaotang murmured softly, his eyes filled with complex divine light.