Maximum Comprehension: Taking Care of Swords In A Sword Pavilion

443 Goodbye, Gao Changgong, the Ten Thousand Demons Secret Realm Opens

Although the Southern Wasteland and the Western Frontier were still at odds, the atmosphere on Fengshou Mountain had eased.

When Patriarch Tao Ran arrived, he even met with the half-step Heaven Realm demons stationed here.

After the truce, the Heaven Realm experts on both sides retreated.

Regardless of whether it was the Southern Wasteland or the Western Frontier, there were not that many Heaven Realm experts on Fengshou Mountain.

Ten days later, spiritual light shone on Fengshou Mountain as flying ships rose into the sky.

The three thousand-foot-long flying ships of the Nine Mystic Sword Sect were in front, followed by the flying ships of the Spiritual Dao Sect, the Shangyang Demon Sect, and the rest of the nine sects.

Behind them, hundreds of flying ships of various sizes lined up. The scene was magnificent.

The flying ships cut through the astral winds, bringing with them endless streams of light as they crossed the Fengshou Mountain Range and headed towards the hinterland of the Southern Wasteland.

Entering the Southern Wasteland, the scenery looked different.

There was a hint of brutality in the spiritual energy of the Southern Wasteland, unlike the peace and calm of the Western Frontier.

The land of the Southern Wasteland was mostly wasteland. It did not have the verdant forests of the Western Frontier.

Demon clans could be seen everywhere in the Southern Wasteland.

There were clans that had already become villages, and there were also groups of demon beasts scattered everywhere.

“Demons pursue the purification of bloodline power. They don’t value demon beasts that can’t take human form.

“That’s why most demons aren’t willing to fight in their beast forms.

“The fact that they can’t transform is also a sign that their bloodline is low.”

Standing at the bow of the flying ship, Han Muye explained the characteristics of the demons in the Southern Wasteland in a low voice.

“Of course, demons whose bloodline purity is too high and can’t transform at low levels have a noble status among the demons.”

While low-level demonic beasts with weak bloodline power were unable to transform, demonic beasts with strong bloodline power were also unable to transform, albeit because of the pure bloodline power.

However, as long as these demon beasts transformed, they would be at the Earth Realm at the very least.

For example, the Flood Dragon Clan was similar to the human royal family in the demon race.

“What about the big geese? Do they know how to transform?” Huang Zhihu asked as she held onto the slender crane beside her.

The heavenly crane seemed to understand her words. It lowered its head and gently touched Huang Zhihu’s palm.

Of course, the heavenly crane could transform.

Moreover, it was the kind that had a very high bloodline and required an Earth Realm cultivation to transform.

Han Muye smiled and nodded, then looked into the distance.

In the distant sky, demonic qi filled the sky, turning the clouds in the sky into billowing clouds.

The great demons of the Southern Wasteland were already waiting ahead.

Han Muye’s expression was indifferent.

He hoped that the demons of the Southern Wasteland would not do anything this time. Otherwise, he did not mind teaching these demons a lesson.

“Boom!”

In front of them, the demonic qi turned into the phantoms of demonic beasts as they approached the fleet of the Western Frontier.

“A show of strength?” Patriarch Tao Ran cracked a smile. “This welcome ceremony is not bad.”

As soon as he finished speaking, the power of flames rose from his body.

“I really miss the days when I was in the Fire Source World. I could kill anyone I want.”

As he spoke, the flames on his body turned into a soaring dragon that condensed into a 100,000-foot-tall body.

The fire dragon’s body trembled. It roared and charged out with endless flames.

As soon as the fire dragon appeared, flames filled the sky and surrounded the demon beast phantoms.

Not only did the flames burn the phantoms condensed from demonic qi, but they also devoured the souls behind the condensed phantoms!

This was the specialty of the Prairie Fire Sword Technique after it became a major force—the devouring power.

“Fellow Daoist Tao Ran, don’t be angry!”

“Western Frontier Fellow Daoist, this is too much!”

“Calm down, calm down…”

In the distance, cries of alarm could be heard.

Patriarch Tao Ran laughed out loud, but the fire dragon did not retreat. Instead, it circled around and charged downwards.

The 10,000-foot tall fire dragon bared its fangs and brandished its claws. It spat out dragon breath flames that could burn the world, causing the Heavenly Dao of the Southern Wasteland to tremble. Strong winds interweaved around the fire dragon.

“Block it!”

“This is crazy. Is he trying to kill all the elites of the Southern Wasteland who have entered the Ten Thousand Demons Secret Realm?”

“Everyone, quickly join forces. This fire dragon has become a powerful force!”

With a chaotic sound, the demonic lights below collided with the flames and finally perished with the fire dragon.

Several Heaven Realm demon cultivators flew out and landed 100,000 feet away.

“Patriarch Tao Ran, what do you mean?”

“The Southern Wasteland has signed a peace treaty with the Western Frontier. Are you going to break it?”

“Tao Ran, do you really want to be enemies with the demons of the Southern Wasteland? Do you think you can dominate the Southern Wasteland with this little combat strength?”

A few slightly disheveled demon cultivators shouted.

Among them was a second level Nascent Soul Realm white ape demon.

Patriarch Tao Ran laughed out loud, but his expression turned cold.

“If you can’t block it, I’ll really kill all of you demon cubs.”

These words immediately caused the already solemn atmosphere to turn extremely cold.

Those few Heaven Realm demon cultivators could not suppress their fighting spirit.

The demonic beast phantom condensed again. Tao Ran didn’t give in. Flames surrounded his body.

Patriarch Tao Ran had always been unpopular.

He really did not know if it was a good or bad decision to let him participate in the secret realm exploration as the guard of the Western Frontier.

The sect elders on the flying ships behind him smiled wryly and spiritual light surged from their bodies.

In a battle for power, strength was the deciding factor.

If the Western Frontier did not have enough strength, wouldn’t they be courting death by coming to the Ten Thousand Demons Secret Realm?

Although Tao Ran’s actions today were arrogant, he was not wrong.

“Patriarch Tao Ran, your mouth is still so vicious.

“But this time, it sounds good to me.”

Right then, a voice sounded from afar.

Han Muye smiled.

Gao Changgong.

The Sword Pavilion elder, Gao Changgong.

Former elder.

Gao Changgong wore a green robe and a tall crown on his head. His figure was tall and straight, and his beard had been specially trimmed. Spiritual light and sword qi rushed into the sky. It was obvious that he had stepped into the Heaven Realm.