Maximum Comprehension: Taking Care of Swords In A Sword Pavilion

Han Muye glanced up and ignored it.

The 14 battle puppets and battle armors were the relics hidden in the He family’s ancestral shrine.

Only with the recognition of the previous generation of the He Family could He Yangsun’s strength unleash the power within these statues.

The 14 battle puppets and battle armors were all endowed with formidable combat prowess, capable of contending with a sage-level opponent.

The greatest drawback of these statues! power was their inability to endure for

But He Yangsun didn’t need them to last. It was just a level nine battle puppet.

“Boom—n

The 14 battle puppets and battle armors struck with full force, charging towards the level nine battle puppet.

Golden light shimmered around He Yangsun as he stared intently into the void ahead.

“You have a death wish!”

A black-robed old man flew over, raising his hand, sending a black-armored battle puppet hurtling towards He Yangsun.

A level nine battle puppet!

Not one of exceptional strength, but a backup puppet for this level nine puppet master.

Many of the components of this battle puppet were only at level eight.

But even so, a level nine expert controlling a level nine battle puppet was not something a level eight cultivator could withstand.

However, He Yangsun was not an ordinary level eight cultivator.

In the previous clash with the level nine battle puppet, he merely stepped back voluntarily.

“Boom—n

This time, he did not take a single step back. Instead, the level nine battle puppet was sent flying.

Though He Yangsun’s puppet and armor weren’t at level nine, they were among the top tier of level eight.

Combined with his puppet’s strength, ordinary level nine opponents couldn’t suppress him.

“How impressive…”

Watching He Yangsun merge with his puppet, rendering the level nine battle puppet powerless, Yan Ke’er’s face showed a hint of astonishment and disbelief.

Since when did level eight cultivators become so powerful?

“Bang!

Behind He Yangsun, the level nine battle puppet was besieged by the 14 battle puppets and battle armors. It came crashing donna

The level nine puppet master opposite He Yangsun turned pale. Blood trickled from his mouth.

“Just you wait!”

With a low growl, the white-bearded old man summoned back his backup puppet and flew away.

The other experts surrounding the He family mansion hurriedly followed suit.

He Yangsun stood alone, his expression calm.

“This is my brother.” Nalan Moran turned to Yan Ke’er, proclaiming proudly, “Impressive, isn’t he?”

Yan Keer was momentarily stunned and a blush crept onto her face.

“Let’s go. I’ll introduce you to my brother.”

Nalan Moran strode toward the He family’s mansion.

He Yangsun showed great respect for Yan Ke’er.

A level nine puppet master and a lecturer from the Sun Cast Academy, coupled with her status as the young city lord of Mingwu City, were not something an ordinary person could possess.

As for Xue Ninger, although Yan Ke r er knew her identity, she chose not to reveal it.

There was no need to entangle themselves with the enmity between their ancestors countless years ago.

Yutao City had long been reduced to ruins, and the Lord of the Mingwu City had changed hands dozens of times.

What everyone needed to do now was to find enough treasures within these ruins.

When Xue Ninger heard about Yan Ke’er’s identity, she initially felt uneasy.

But for her, the other party was a level nine powerhouse with a background in the Mingwu City. Even if she had the strength of a level nine, she wouldn’t dare seek revenge.

Since neither of them wished to mention the enmity between Yutao City and Mingwu City, it made things easier for He Yangsun, who was caught in the middle.

He Yangsun was quite busy. After receiving the two guests, he went to see Han Muye.

Nalan Moran was responsible for accompanying the two guests, arranging reception, and discussing how to retrieve the battle spear.

The people who came today were the masters behind the battle spear.

However, they also needed Black Gold Battle Puppets and the secret method to retrieve the battle spear from the lineage of the Lord of Yutao City.

That was why they came to capture Xue Ninger.

“Master Han, this is the battle puppet of that level nine armor master.” In the small courtyard, He Yangsun handed a slightly damaged battle puppet to Han Muye.

Han Muye nodded and took over the battered puppet.

With sword intent surging in his hand, memories unfolded layer by layer within the battle puppet.

The owner of the battle puppet was called Xu Chengjia. He was originally an itinerant cultivator.

He belonged to the kind who, with the decline of their family, wandered between major cities, engaging in fruitless cultivation.

This time, he was hired by a certain force to come here and retrieve a sage-level battle spear.

Sage-level?

This Xu Chengjia had no idea about the forces behind the battle spear. The Temple of Ten Thousand Gods.

This was an existence that had risen to the top of this universe shortly after the birth of civilization in the Galaxy Universe.

However, in the Galaxy Universe, there were several major alliances, and the Temple of Ten Thousand Gods had always been suppressed.

This powerful force had thus been hiding in the shadows, and only a few knew its true identity.

In this era, with the decline of the power of various alliances, the Temple of Ten Thousand Gods dared to show itself.

The identities of the people from the Temple were as mysterious as those from the Primordial Universe.

The person who sent Xu Chengjia to retrieve the battle spear this time didn’t

reveal his identity at all.

But this person knew the secret of the battle spear, even understanding some simple methods to activate formations. He was definitely related to the battle spear.

Was it really the expert from the Temple of Ten Thousand Gods who had placed the Heaven Splitter Battle Spear back then?

After watching the memories within the battle puppet several times, Han Muye turned to He Yangsun.

“Seeking this battle spear may lead to a confrontation with a powerful force. I’ll go alone.”

Upon hearing his words, He Yangsun was stunned for a moment before he quickly bowed. “Master Han, everything that my family and I have is thanks to you. Naturally, we will stick together.”

He Yangsun was no longer the He Yangsun of the past.

After following Han Muye for so many years, his insight had long changed..