Maximum Comprehension: Taking Care of Swords In A Sword Pavilion

"Severing the power of heaven and earth, invoking the machinery of slaughter, if this formation succeeds, immortals and gods shall be annihilated." A cold and fierce expression flashed across the old man\'s face, surrounded by an endless aura of killing.

His previously calm appearance disappeared, transforming into a 30-year-old young man with icy cold demeanor and a head full of black hair.

Han Muye didn\'t know what kind of power this manifestation was, but those around him seemed completely unfazed.

The others around him were all mesmerized, gazing at the light array before them, as if comprehending even a trace of its power could allow them to traverse heaven and earth.

The light array continued to accumulate, and the surrounding forces of heaven and earth had a distorted and illusory sensation of being torn apart.

In front of them, the young man transformed from the old man stood up, and his hands were filled with dazzling radiance.

An immensely powerful force was converging and brewing.

The cultivators sitting on meditation cushions around them all stood up, their bodies surrounded by flickering halos, various magical arts and techniques supporting themselves.

As Han Muye\'s gaze swept across, he could see three extremely powerful treasures, three experts with unparalleled mastery of Daoist techniques, as well as two swordsmen who excelled in the path of the sword, with sword energy swirling around them like smoke and dust.

Not far away, an old man dressed in a black robe emitted flickering demonic light.

Just as the Immortal Sovereign who passed on the true transmission had said, teachings had no boundaries.

"Buzz!"

The suppressed power vibrated, and a hint of regret appeared on the Immortal Sovereign\'s face as he looked up at the sky.

Above the sky, beams of flowing light shimmered and surged down, blocked by layers of light curtains.

"Hmph, if it weren\'t for the rules, this true self of mine could easily annihilate you little ones with a wave of my hand."

With a cold snort, the light array in the Immortal Sovereign\'s hand slowly dissipated, and the surging power gradually vanished.

His facial features and body once again transformed into the appearance of an old man with a white robe and white beard, no longer possessing the previous fierce and ruthless aura.

However, the flowing light outside the light curtains in the sky had not dissipated, still surging.

The display of that kind of power seemed capable of shattering heaven and earth with a single strike.

The cultivators who had stood up all looked up, their eyes gleaming, and several of them had already activated the power within their bodies, seemingly preparing to make a move.

"Your temperament is inferior to this youngster." The Immortal Sovereign shook his head and waved his hand.

The stars shifted and the heavens and earth rotated, and the surrounding void turned into emptiness.

With a single wave of his sleeve, it seemed as if he had traveled millions of miles, more like transforming the heavens and earth.

Throughout it all, Han Muye remained seated without moving.

Since he arrived in this place, he had felt a tremendous power that far surpassed his own cultivation and perception.

This was a world he had never encountered before, and also a world he was powerless to resist.

"The Heavenly Cycle of the Divine World does not have the opportunity for me, Tao Hongjing, to inherit it. Then, I will leave the Heavenly Cycle Divine World." The Immortal Sovereign swept his gaze across the people in front of him and narrowed his eyes.

"This world is attached to the Divine Realm. When you can control this world one day and break the barrier of the Divine Realm\'s Heavenly Cycle, you will return to the Divine Realm."

"At that time, the Heavenly Cycle of the Divine World was just a mud pool."

The Immortal Sovereign spoke with a proud and aloof expression.

Looking at the respectful people around him, he said indifferently, "If you want to fight the Heavenly Cycle of the Divine Realm, you have to have this killing array. How much have you mastered?"

"Reporting to the Immortal Sovereign, this disciple can understand 30 percent of the formation." A Daoist in a gray-blue robe with white hair in front raised his hand, and light flowed and transformed into intricate array patterns at his fingertips.

As the array patterns appeared, the surrounding void began to tremble.

A halo imbued with a killing aura surged outward.

The people hurriedly used their magical abilities to protect themselves.

Only Han Muye sat there cross-legged. His body was filled with blood qi, and the phantom of Baxia flickered.

"It\'s already not bad to remember 30 percent. This power to slay immortals is comparable to a Golden Immortal. There\'s also a chance to escape in front of a Zenith Heaven." The Immortal Sovereign nodded and said softly.

The old man in the gray robe showed a pleased expression and put away the array patterns in his hands.

The others began to practice and demonstrate their skills. Some had mastered 20 percent of the formation, while others gained insights into other avenues from it.

Overall, everyone made progress.

The Immortal Sovereign looked at Han Muye, who was sitting still, and said softly, "How much have you mastered?"

Upon hearing his question, everyone else turned to look at Han Muye.

How much had he mastered?

Han Muye closed his eyes slightly, and the lights and shadows changed in his mind, revealing the vast and intricate overlapping formation.

But as the formation appeared, his whole body trembled, and he opened his eyes.

"Elder, I cannot master this formation."

If his cultivation was sufficient, Han Muye could completely replicate this grand formation. However, with his current power, he couldn\'t even replicate one-thousandth of the formation.

If he forcefully revealed it, the only possibility was that his soul would collapse and his body would turn into dust.

Hearing that he couldn\'t master it, the Immortal Sovereign didn\'t say anything.

The others didn\'t pay much attention either.

Their cultivation could only comprehend a little, so how could they expect Han Muye, this primordial divine beast, to do it?

"Actually, this is also something I regret." The Immortal Sovereign raised his head and looked ahead with a helpless expression.

"My inheritance is not inferior to anyone\'s, not inferior to the strongest Immortal Sovereigns of those Daoist sects at all. However, the Heavenly Cycle Array is too difficult to grasp. No one under my sect can comprehend it."

His words made everyone lower their heads in silence.

Indeed, Immortal Sovereign\'s strength was monstrous, the Heavenly Cycle Formation was also extremely powerful.

However, setting up this array required too much energy, and there were no disciples who could inherit it. This was quite disappointing.

"Do any of you have the ambition to inherit my legacy?" The Immortal Sovereign looked at everyone and asked softly.

Legacy!

What kind of opportunity was this!

Han Muye turned to look at everyone, but no one nodded.

"Immortal Sovereign, this disciple is really slow-witted…" The old man who had comprehended 30 percent of the Heavenly Cycle Array spoke with a face full of shame.