Maximum Comprehension: Taking Care of Swords In A Sword Pavilion

"I\'m the Divine Emperor. How can I abandon the Divine Court?"

The voice was deep and carried a hint of sadness and loneliness.

He could not see the figure in the image, but he could guess that it was the Divine Emperor.

"Du Quan, can I trust you?"

A voice sounded in the hall.

"Your Majesty, I would die without hesitation!" The voice of Marquis Zhenyang was resolute, with a tinge of sorrow.

"Good, you protect the Crown Prince and go to my uncle. if I die, you shall crown the Crown Prince and rebuild the Divine Palace."

An eight or nine-year-old child dressed in a bright yellow robe was brought to Marquis Zhenyang, who wore black armor. The Mystic Sun Sword was bound to the child\'s back.

Marquis Zhenyang led a group of guards out of the Divine Palace, pursued from all directions. He fought to the death to finally escape.

But shortly after leaving the Divine Palace, it fell, and the Endless World turned into a dam. He was also implicated.

The Crown Prince was separated from him, leaving only the Mystic Sun Sword in his hands.

All these years, he sent out many troops to search, but they could not find the whereabouts of the Crown Prince.

Even his reincarnation body could not be found.

In the scene, Du Quan laid out various formations in the dam world, all waiting for the Crown Prince to return.

His strength was extremely strong, and all kinds of ancient creatures and many strong people could be summoned as long as he called them.

The reason why Du Quan tampered with the intermediate memories of the Mystic Sun Sword was because he did not want outsiders to see the strong power in his hand.

Everything in the scene seemed to provide an explanation for everything.

Nearly seamless.

"If it weren\'t for the Divine Beast, I would have believed it." Han Muye shook his head and dissipated all the scenes.

This was the first time he had encountered a method that could completely change the memories of a sword.

Normal.

When Han Muye thought of the Divine Beast, which was as green as a mountain, he realized that it was rare in the world. He stopped searching.

Divine listening was listening to the soul and mind.

The scene that Han Muye saw was altered by divine listening.

However, sometimes things are not just facts based on what is seen.

Peeling away the mist beyond the scene, Han Muye could see through everything.

The Mystic Sun Sword could indeed find people.

The Crown Prince of the Divine Court might still be alive.

If they could find this Crown Prince, perhaps Cao Yi\'s army could be used by the Heavenly Mystic.

But in all of this, whether it was Marquis Zhenyang Du Quan or the Imperial Family\'s Cao Yi, they all had their own demands.

Even these demands conflicted with what Han Muye and the Heavenly Mystic sought, which was why they were altered.

If there was no conflict, why bother changing it?

Even if they were not enemies, they were definitely not friends.

Han Muye\'s expression was solemn as he looked ahead.

The more allies he attracted, the more he saw, the more he felt the pressure mounting.

The scheming of the ancient powers, the clash of various forces.

Whether it was the Heavenly Mystic or himself, they could only go with the flow.

Like a swimming fish, he was unable to control his own direction.

Up ahead was the edge of the dam.

Beyond it was the Ancient Cloud Galaxy.

Han Muye took a deep breath and flew out of the dam.

Trapped in the net, he had to break through with all his might!

"Boom!"

A rumbling sound came from the void.

Han Muyeo didn\'t stop for a moment, spending half a month to arrive at the Qiyang Sword Sect.

When Divine Venerable Qiyang saw Han Muye, he was a little stunned.

"Did something happen in the Dao Battlefield?"

When Han Muye left the Ancient Cloud Galaxy, he had many dealings with Divine Venerable Qiyang\'s Qiyang Sword Sect.

Over the years, Qiyang Sword Sect had provided the Heavenly Mystic with millions of standard swords.

Qiyang Sword Sect had also made considerable progress thanks to the various pills that Han Muye had crafted using the wooden puppets.

Their cooperation had been quite pleasant.

Han Muye didn\'t waste any time and took out the Mystic Sun Sword.

"The Mystic Sun Sword of Wen Mosheng?" Heavenly Venerable Qiyang was stunned when he saw this sword.

After receiving the sword, Divine Venerable Qiyang frowned.

"This sword doesn\'t belong to Wen Mosheng.

"An immortal treasure sword, only the Divine Court may possess it."

Divine Venerable Qiyang\'s expression turned solemn. "If Wen Mosheng also has the Heavenly Mystic Sword, then his origin is related to the Divine Court."

At this point, he looked at Han Muye. "Does your main body still have a chance to leave the Dao Battlefield?"

"If you can leave, I suggest you just abandon that mess."

If Wen Mosheng was originally a member of the Divine Court, the Upper Three Heavens of the Immortal Source World were also from the Divine Court.

Whether it was in the dam or the Ancient Cloud Galaxy, it was ultimately the struggle of various factions in the Divine Court in the past.

As an outsider, why should Han Muye get involved?

Could he leave the Dao Battlefield?

If Han Muyue hadn\'t condensed the Sword Dao avatar, he could have watched as so many creatures in Heavenly World were eventually sacrificed.

But he was a sword cultivator.

With a sword in his heart, there was no turning back.

He could not leave just like that.

Besides, could he really leave now?

Years ago, Yuan Tian, the Sword Venerable, had said that it was best not to get entangled with the will of heaven.

But in the end, he couldn\'t escape.

And who knew if Sword Venerable Yuan Tian himself had truly escaped?

"Senior, since we\'re already in the game, how can we give up halfway?" Han Muye chuckled.

Divine Venerable Qiyang opened his mouth and sighed softly.

Leaving had its benefits, but staying behind also had its rewards.

Not to mention the world-shaking opportunity that the Dao conflict ultimately fought for, the countless opportunities in the Dao conflict were also envied by outsiders.

Without the Dao conflict, how could three divine treasure vaults be opened?

Without the Dao conflict, how could so many powerful beings enter the fray?

Without the Dao conflict, the ancient medicinal gardens in the Ancient Cloud Galaxy would never have been discovered.

"Is there anything I can help you with?" Divine Venerable Qiyang asked softly.