Maximum Comprehension: Taking Care of Swords In A Sword Pavilion - Chapter 2351 - Chapter 2351: 1107, Illusion and Reality

Chapter 2351: 1107, Illusion and Reality

Runic inscriptions filled the sky, condensing into a sword that held up the heavens.

The sword body radiated a dazzling divine light, too brilliant for anyone to gaze upon directly.

Each ray of divine light was a Contrary Path Talisman capable of tearing through heaven and earth.

The divine light of the three-foot-long sword suppressed the surrounding space, and the bodies of the eight black-armored generals were imprisoned, unable to move an inch.

“Boom–”

The three-foot-long sword came crashing down, and all the figures charging towards Han Muye were sliced into pieces.

The sword light was so powerful that it caused the surrounding space to tremble, on the verge of collapse.

Unfortunately, the black-armored generals who were in pursuit could not witness this scene. Had they seen that Han Muye’s sword could not even be sustained by the power of heaven and earth of Mysterious Extreme Heaven, they would have likely fled on the spot.

This level of combat strength was among the very top in the entire Mysterious Extreme Heaven.

Out of the twelve Divine Heavenly Daoist Honor, only two could cause the power of heaven and earth to tremble upon taking action.

“Hum–”

With one sword strike, Han Muye eliminated the pursuing black-armored generals and looked around.

This space was the former site of the Xuanji Palace.

While no living beings existed here anymore, the endless treasure and countless legacies within it were still stored in one hall after another.

Walking slowly, Han Muye saw the glowing jade gate.

Merely the spiritual materials used for this one gate, once taken apart, could be refined into a pile of treasures.

Han Muye wasted no courtesy and struck out with his sword, immediately shattering the gate and collecting it into his personal space.

Moving forward step by step, he came to each hall and meticulously swept through it, stowing away the treasures stored within.

Just by scavenging this way, he spent three years before he had completely looted this domain.

Only after he looked back did he let out a long laugh.

At this moment, Han Muye’s personal space contained thirty treasures capable of standing undefeated against a Heavenly God of the Heavenly Dao.

Thousands more were powerful enough to easily suppress practitioners of the Mystic Dao.

As for the spiritual materials capable of being refined into Mysterious Extreme Dao Talismans and top-notch treasures, they were countless.

This was the true foundation of the number one sect of the ancient Mysterious Extreme Heaven.

“Hum–”

Across heaven and earth, fissures began to appear.

These fissures emerged from outside heaven and earth, causing the entire space to collapse.

One by one, figures of great stature and extremely concentrated aura appeared.

Nine Realms of Mystic Dao.

Divine Heavenly Daoist Honor.

The true peak figures of Mysterious Extreme Heaven materialized within this space.

Seeing Han Muye standing at the peak, all eyes turned towards the continuous palaces behind him.

“By using Mysterious Extreme Dao Talismans to sabotage our great undertaking of sealing the Supreme Realm and also stealing the supreme treasures of the Xuanji Palace, do you understand your crime?”

A faint voice sounded.

The person speaking wore an azure blue Dao robe, and around his body, layers of golden lotuses fluttered, appearing and vanishing.

Not only the lotuses around him but also the heaven and earth surrounding him seemed to disappear layer by layer along with those lotuses.

He was one of the twelve Divine Heavenly Daoist Honor of Mysterious Extreme Heaven, the Heavenly God that rose and fell with heaven and earth.

“Wind Dizziness Dao Sovereign?”

Han Muye whispered, his expression calm as he looked at those figures pressing down slowly.

“Mysterious Extreme Heaven seals and controls all directions, why is resistance not allowed?”

His words caused the expressions of the few Heavenly Gods of the Heavenly Dao in front of him to turn grave.

On their bodies, the disappearing and silent forces began to surge.

Behind them, cultivators at the ninth floor of the Mystic Dao hurriedly retreated.

A confrontation at the Dao Sovereign Realm was not something they could partake in.

“If you insist on such stubbornness, then suppression is the only option left.”

The leading Heavenly God of the Heavenly Dao let out a long cry, raising his hand to strike down at Han Muye.

As he took action, another Heavenly God of the Heavenly Dao also swung down a long saber in his hand.

The long saber radiated a brilliant saber light; as it descended, it shattered the space before it.

However, the following two Heavenly Gods of the Heavenly Dao did not take action but instead spread their palms out, confining the surrounding heaven and earth.

The Heavenly Gods drew on the collapsing power of heaven and earth, only to repair it afresh.

Han Muye looked at the saber light and palm shadows falling in front of him and a trace of comprehension appeared on his face.

Why were the twelve Divine Heavenly Daoist Honor so powerful? Because they had fused with the Mysterious Extreme Heaven.

Their power had become the support of the heaven and earth of Mysterious Extreme Heaven.

Should the Mysterious Extreme Heaven collapse, they would perish.

And their death would lead to the collapse of Mysterious Extreme Heaven.

“Boom–”

A sword light flashed out from Han Muye’s hand.

This sword light was not as radiant as the saber light before it, but it emitted an unbearable chill.

When the saber light and the sword light collided, the resulting roar caused the recently mended heaven and earth to shatter once again.

“Hum–”

Han Muye did not wait for the few Heavenly Gods of the Heavenly Dao to hastily repair the world; a Golden Cauldron emerged in the palm of his hand.

This cauldron was obtained from the Xuanji Palace, one of the topmost treasures therein.

With this treasure in hand, all of the Flame Power within Han Muye surged, and then he drew forth the myriad of dormant flames within the cauldron to rise.

“What are you doing!”

“This is the Myriad Divine Fire Cauldron!”

Several Divine Heavenly Daoist Honors called out urgently.

They hastily retreated backward.

But as they did, the flames from the cauldron in Han Muye’s hands already soared out, transforming into endless fire dragons that pursued these Heavenly Gods.

“Heavy Heaven Daoist Lord, save me–”

One Dao Sovereign who was devoured by a flame-transformed Divine Dragon shouted.

Far away, within the void, a palm struck down, shattering the flame Divine Dragon.

With that palm pressing down, the surrounding heaven and earth turned into an illusion.

An elder in white robes appeared in midair, hands behind his back, looking at Han Muye in front of him.

Han Muye, holding the cauldron in his hands, surrounded by swirling sword light, locked gazes with the elder.

“I am the Immortal Sovereign of Heavy Heaven; you should know me.”

The elder’s gaze, filled with endless profundity, looked at Han Muye: “As a powerful being who comes from the Land of Illusion, do you truly wish to destroy this last Land of Truth?”

The Heavy Heaven God Lord was indeed mighty to have discerned Han Muye’s origin.

Han Muye looked calmly at the Heavy Heaven God Lord in front of him: “I have no intention of destroying the Land of Truth. I simply wish for the beings within the Land of Illusion to truly live in reality.”

He had stepped out from the Land of Illusion to seek the truth and to become part of it.

He now could exist eternally in reality, yet there were still many he cared for who lived in that Land of Illusion.

The Land of Truth had locked up all passageways to the Land of Illusion, causing no further communication between reality and illusion.

“Truth and illusion can never coexist; illusion will devour the truth,” the Heavy Heaven God Lord said, shaking his head at Han Muye.

“With your cultivation abilities, you shouldn’t be blind to this.”

Indeed, he saw it clearly.

Han Muye, with his current level of cultivation abilities, could certainly feel the irreconcilable conflict between illusion and reality.

The force of truth crushed illusion, while, in turn, illusion could devour reality.

“I want to try.”

Han Muye took a deep breath and spoke.

Behind the Heavy Heaven God Lord, those several Divine Heavenly Daoist Honors all had angry expressions on their faces.

Han Muye intended to destroy Mysterious Extreme Heaven.

“Fellow Daoist, do you truly wish to allow those beings from the Land of Illusion to step into the Land of Truth?”

The Heavy Heaven God Lord looked at Han Muye and spoke softly.

Han Muye nodded.

The Heavy Heaven God Lord pondered for a moment, then raised his hand and tossed out an azure jade wall.

“The cultivators of the Xuanji Palace left this world to search for a place that could merge illusion.”

“This is the mark they left when they departed; with this item, you can find their location.”

“We had an agreement with the Xuanji Palace cultivators back then; once we step out of the Mysterious Extreme Heaven, we could not return.”

Looking at Han Muye, the Heavy Heaven God Lord’s eyes flickered with a sharp light: “Fellow Daoist, can you promise?”

Step out of the Mysterious Extreme Heaven to search for a place that could bear illusion.

The Xuanji Palace had already embarked on this path.

Without any hesitation, Han Muye reached out to take the jade wall, his figure moved, and he soared up to the sky.

A sword in his hand cut through the sky, opening a rift, and with one step, he stepped through.

Below, the cultivators of the Mysterious Extreme Heaven all looked up, their expressions complex.

“We do not know if our choices and existence are right or wrong,” the Heavy Heaven God Lord whispered, vanishing from the spot.

“Perhaps, it is only with the courage to forsake reality that one can truly step into it…” another Divine Venerate shook his head, whispering, and turned to leave.

…

In the void, Han Muye followed the guidance of the jade wall at an incredibly fast speed.

Around him, endless spiritual light surged.

Traversing the boundless void, he stopped before a dazzling starry sky.

In front of that starry sky, a gigantic coffin floated.

“Senior Brother Zhang Yuan…”

Han Muye’s gaze passed over the coffin, looking towards where the resplendent stars converged.

A smile appeared on his face.

“I understand now.”

“Illusion and reality are but one thought apart.”

“The Desolate Wilderness is both illusion and reality.”

He stepped forward, and his figure landed among the brilliant stars.

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“Our adoptive father has returned!”

“Senior Brother Han!”

“Husband.”

“Haha, Brother Han has returned.”

Within the starry sky, joyous voices rang out.