Maximum Comprehension: Taking Care of Swords In A Sword Pavilion

Chapter 370: Heaven and Earth Suppression, Slaying a Heaven Realm on the River Bed!

Translator: Atlas Studios Editor: Atlas Studios

The water cultivators from the other sects hesitated.

Water demons had a natural affinity with water. To humans, fighting in the water was a disadvantage.

However, Han Muye’s words represented the will of the Nine Mystic Sword Sect.

This might be an opportunity.

After hesitating for a while,

Han Muye tapped his fingertips, and faint water vapor rose from the water.

The water vapor was flowing, and the affinity of the water vein was not high. Those who did not cultivate water vein techniques, spells, or sword techniques did not feel much, but those water lineage cultivators all felt the clearness of their bodies.

The enhancement of this power could greatly increase their affinity with water.

If they could enter the water, the experience of this power would definitely be very beneficial to their future cultivation.

Under the water, a sword light was like a swimming dragon, heading straight upstream of Jialing River.

“Buzz!”

Several sword lights followed closely behind.

The affinity also dissipated.

They could not wait!

“Since Immortal Han has given the order, I’ll take a deep dive,” a green-robed swordsman shouted and jumped into the river.

“Zuo Jinhe is willing to go.” On the other side, a young man holding a water splitting equipment shouted. His figure moved and quietly entered the water.

One figure after another leaped into the water from the dragon boats and chased after the vigorous affinity power.

There were 500 dragon boats, and more than 10 people on each dragon boat entered the water. In an instant, five thousand elite cultivators fell into the water.

This scene caused the observers on both sides of the river bank to secretly click their tongues.

“At Immortal Han’s words, 5,000 water-element cultivators followed him. With such power, the Nine Mystic Sword Sect…” The person who spoke did not finish his sentence.

There were some things that one just needed to understand.

Compared to the Spiritual Dao Sect that was blocked in the forked river, the Nine Mystic Sword Sect’s performance was much better.

They were responsible, brave, and decisive.

Even if Immortal Han lost his cultivation and did not use his sword, he still gathered the momentum.

On the clouds in the sky, the Golden Core cultivators who saw this scene had complicated expressions.

They could not see that Daoist Wan Hua’s expression was gloomy.

He knew what Han Muye wanted to do.

With so many water cultivators, it was impossible for them not to have jumped into the river to take a bath.

Interception.

These guys were going to kill Wu Zitong!

Originally, the first transaction with the demon clan was arranged in Clear Lake. By using the power of blood sacrifice to break open the ancient ruins, the transaction would be considered successful.

With the blood sacrifice completed and the supreme-grade spiritual rocks in hand, he could open the passage to the outside world at any time.

At that time, as long as the power of the rising dragon platform was activated, triggering the power of the sign, and summoning the almighty beings of the Immortal Spirit World, the Spiritual Dao Sect would be qualified to go to the Immortal Spirit World.

That was the true cultivation world. Compared to the Immortal Spirit World, the Heavenly Mystic World was nothing.

However, if Wu Zitong was exposed now, it would definitely have an unpredictable impact on the subsequent arrangements.

What if these sect elites were unwilling to attack at Clear Lake?

As for the rising dragon platform, it could not be activated without sufficient power.

All of this required the strength and lives of tens of thousands of elites from the various sects.

Immortal Wan Hua’s face revealed a trace of viciousness as a faint divine sense descended.

On the dragon boat of the Spiritual Dao Sect, two figures paused for a moment before quietly sliding off the dragon boat and landing in the water.

Sitting at the bow of the dragon boat, Han Muye’s eyes lit up as he watched the five thousand water cultivators head upstream of the Jialing River.

The power of water affinity was activated and enveloped these cultivators.

The clear water flowed, and the bodies of these people seemed to disappear into the river.

Whether it was the Golden Core cultivators on the clouds in the sky or the divine senses of others, they could not sense anything.

Gu Yuanlong, who was the fastest, had a dazzling glow in his eyes.

He could feel the changes in his body.

His max-level affinity with water allowed his perception in the river to be extremely sharp.

He felt the spiritual qi in his meridians begin to boil.

Now he wanted to use this power to fight with all his might.

So what if he was at the Heaven Realm!

Behind him, the water cultivators of the various sects were all overjoyed.

The max-level affinity envelopment was not the only thing that increased their combat strength. The most important thing was that it allowed them to sense the lack of the power of their water meridians.

This kind of analysis was similar to the Void Meridian Pill and the Void Nascent Pill.

If they could experience the power of affinity at the maximum level of their water meridians today, their cultivation level would increase in the future and their chances of breaking through the bottleneck would be 80% higher!

This time, they made the right choice!

This was an opportunity!

It was said that the Nine Mystic Sword Sect’s Immortal Han had opportunities with him. Now it seemed that it was true.

“Buzz!”

In the flowing water, a sword light flashed.

It was a Daoist in a long green robe. His face was solemn, and sword qi flashed around his body.

The Daoist was so fast that in a flash, he surpassed everyone and stood shoulder to shoulder with Gu Yuanlong.

Gu Yuanlong was stunned.

He had never seen this person before.

“I’ll make the first move later.” The Daoist’s voice sounded.

Without waiting for Gu Yuanlong’s reply, the Daoist turned into a sword and flew away.

Sword?

A sword!

Gu Yuanlong’s eyes widened.

It was really a sword!

It was not an ordinary sword cultivator who combined with the sword will and transformed into a sword light to fly. It was really a sword.

This was a magical treasure!

Whether it was the Western Frontier or the Eastern Sea, a magic treasure was the ultimate treasure of a large sect.

Which sect was this sword from? Who was its owner?

Gu Yuanlong had an answer in his heart.

But he didn’t dare to think about it.

How could Han Muye have such a sword?!

“Buzz!”

Up ahead, there was a vibration.

A dark light flashed.

It was an old man in a black robe.