Maximum Comprehension: Taking Care of Swords In A Sword Pavilion

In front, Zhu Wushi had discovered Han Muye's pursuit. He changed directions a few times and quietly increased his speed.

However, Han Muye remained unhurried and fell behind.

After traveling for 500,000 miles, Zhu Wushi stopped and seemed to have made a decision. He turned around and disappeared.

Han Muye chuckled and followed.

For three consecutive days, Zhu Wushi's speed became faster and faster until he landed in a region filled with small meteorites and completely disappeared.

Even his aura disappeared.

Even the marks Han Muye had left behind could not be found.

Could it be that a Sage had made a move?

Standing where he was, Han Muye took out the edge of the broken sword and held it in his hand, constantly searching its memories.

After a hundred breaths, he opened his eyes, and a deep spiritual light flickered in his eyes.

"I know where we are now…"

This was the place where Huang Yishang had found the remains of the foreign sword cultivators.

Huang Yishang received a jade slip for refining sword cores, three sword pills, and some other good things.

Combined with the memories in the sword pill, Han Muye let go of the broken sword in his hand and no longer searched for Zhu Wushi's location. Instead, he flew forward.

After passing by countless meteorites, the surrounding space changed and turned into a phantom.

"Slap."

When Han Muye landed on a meteorite that was no more than a hundred miles in size, he saw crisscrossing sword marks in front of him.

Here, sword cultivators had once fought.

With a sweep of his gaze, Han Muye could see through the sword moves revealed by the sword marks.

"Sword strength, sword intent."

He muttered as he slowly walked forward.

There was a thousand-foot-long cave under the cliff ahead.

Stepping into the cave, traces of the long sword could be seen everywhere.

After traveling for 30,000 feet, he saw a familiar figure.

Huang Yishang.

However, at this moment, Huang Yishang was sitting cross-legged on a collapsed stone. His body was withered, and his breathing had stopped.

He had come to this place to look for opportunities due to his injuries. Unfortunately, he did not seem to have found any opportunities.

Han Muye walked up to Huang Yishang's remains and looked at the small jade-colored sword in his hand.

With a wave of his hand, the small sword landed in his palm.

Sword qi entered and spiritual qi poured in. The small sword vibrated gently.

Images appeared in Han Muye's mind.

This was not a sword, but it was associated with a sword.

This was a seal, related to an inheritance.

Sword Pavilion.

It was not a three-story Sword Pavilion, nor was it a five-story Sword Pavilion. It was related to the six-story Sword Pavilion of the Upper Three Heavens in the Immortal Source World.

"There's such a place in the Endless Sea?"

Looking at the group of islands in the Endless Sea, Han Muye whispered.

In the depths of the Endless Sea, there were many cultivators living on the vast islands.

Most of these cultivators came by chance from various realms, and most of them were sword cultivators.

As for why they came to these islands, this piqued Han Muye's interest.

Trade.

They could trade with each other or with the demon beasts on these islands in the Endless Sea.

This was the only place in the Endless Sea where humans and demon beasts could get along peacefully.

The power of the Heavenly Dao here seemed to be outside the Great Dao.

Scattered Stars Island.

Looking up at the crisscross patterns on the stone wall in front of him, Han Muye was a little curious.

Was the teleportation array to the Scattered Stars Island still working?

If it couldn't be used, why would Zhu Wushi disappear into thin air?

Holding the small jade-colored sword in his hand, Han Muye raised his hand and his sword intent landed on the array patterns of the teleportation array.

"Buzz!"

With a soft sound, faint ripples covered Han Muye.

When the ripples disappeared, Han Muye had disappeared.

"Boom!"

Just as Han Muye disappeared, there was an explosion of lightning in the void.

"It's another trick of the Endless Sea's divine sovereign. Does the Endless Sea really want to be enemies with my Immortal Source World?" A low voice came from the void.

"Forget it, Fellow Daoist Hu. We've merely been through a few reincarnations in the River of Time. How can the divine sovereign take us seriously?

"It's better to calmly host this Dao competition and see if we can obtain some benefits."

"That's right. The Endless Sea's sovereign shouldn't be involved in the Dao Competition. He doesn't care about this opportunity."

A few old voices sounded, and then the void slowly fell silent.

…

This was not the first time Han Muye had passed through a spatial array.

Back when he was in the Ten Thousand Demons Mystic Realm of the Southern Wasteland, he had experienced the immense power of traveling through worlds.

Now that he sensed it again, he had a deeper understanding.

Without reincarnation, it was impossible to set up such a teleportation formation.

It seemed that there was a supreme expert behind the Scattered Stars Island.

"Bang!"

He landed in the dark sea, and the waves that greeted him carried warm water vapor.

As the power of water affinity seeped in, Han Muye saw fish swimming underwater.

There's actually such a pure area in the Endless Sea?

Turning to look at the black sea in the distance, Han Muye narrowed his eyes.

Perhaps only the surroundings of these islands were normal seawater?

This was a place specially set up with great divine abilities. It was like a Dao Domain.

Han Muye stood on the water and floated. He turned around and saw a small wooden boat moving forward in the waves.

At the bow of the small wooden boat, a young man with his chest exposed spread out a large net and spun away with all his might.

After the net was pulled into the water, the young man slowly retracted the net. Then he used all his strength to quickly lift the net and pull it to the bow.

In the net, fish of all sizes were jumping around, as well as conchs and prawns.

Han Muye moved and landed on the bow.

At his feet, a broken sword hung on the Internet.

Zhu Wushi ignored the broken sword.

Zhu Wushi had indeed come to the Scattered Stars Island, but he had used some secret method to remove the marks he had left on him.

"Great, Great Immortal—"

Han Muye's arrival made the young man who had retracted the net tremble and sit on the deck.

"Which island is this on the Scattered Stars Island?" Han Muye lowered his head and asked softly.

"Firefly, Firefly Island." The young man stuttered as he looked at Han Muye, as if he hoped that Han Muye would ask for the location and leave quickly.

Unfortunately, when Han Muye heard the name 'Firefly Island,' not only did he not leave, but he even smiled.

"Firefly Island?

"Isn't the Imperial View Sword Shop on Firefly Island?"

Looking at the young man who had fallen to the ground, Han Muye said warmly, "What's your name?"

Asking for my name?

The young man's face turned pale and he hurriedly lay on the deck and kowtowed to Han Muye.

"Great Immortal, I'm the one who supports my family. Please don't offer me up as a blood sacrifice!

"I have two newborn babies at home. If I die, everyone will die!"

Blood sacrifice?

Han Muye narrowed his eyes and was about to speak when he suddenly raised his hand and grabbed the broken sword in the net on the deck.

The broken sword vibrated. In the distance, the sound of a sword hissing could be heard.

"Uncle-Master, it's him!"

Zhu Wushi gritted his teeth and growled.