Maximum Comprehension: Taking Care of Swords In A Sword Pavilion

"boom--"

In the distance between the sky and the earth, a golden flying carriage came galloping.

The carriage was pulled by five ten thousand-foot golden dragons, and its frame was forged with Xuantian colored gold. This carriage alone was worth at least tens of millions of high-grade Pantian stones.

Each head of the ten thousand-foot golden dragon is in the realm of heaven and earth, and has its own world of heaven and earth.

This kind of mythical beast is the overlord in one world, but I didn't expect that it could only pull a cart.

"royal!"

"The royal family of the Immortal Dynasty is coming!"

There was a sound of exclamation all around.

I thought that the one who came to reward me was the Immortal Dynasty guarding the Golden Palace in Wulingzhou. Unexpectedly, even the royal family was alarmed.

A battle to conquer the sky led by the county government can actually allow the royal family to award rewards in person.

"When the royal family arrives, I wonder what kind of rewards they will receive."

Some are envious, others frown.

Although Han Muye's achievements this time were great, they were not so great as to require the royal family's intervention.

On Wulingzhou, no royal family has appeared in public for at least ten thousand years.

"Pantian Immortal Chao Yun Tapir Marquis Zhao Jing has come and asked General Han Muye to come out to greet him."

A voice sounded from above the golden frame.

This voice was full of majesty, causing the surrounding world to stir. It was clearly blessed by the great avenue of this dimension.

This is the power of heaven for officials of the Immortal Dynasty.

On Yunxu Mountain, the sword light flowing all over the sky paused, as if suppressed by the pressure of the Immortal Dynasty.

But in the next moment, the entire Yunxu Mountain became illusory.

"Escape into the void of heaven and earth!"

"Yunxu Mountain can actually break through the origin of heaven and earth and is not suppressed by the Pantian plane!"

In front of the mountain gate, low voices sounded.

Countless cultivators raised their heads and saw that the mountain gate was also illusory, and the expressions on their faces changed.

In front of the royal family of the Pantian plane, the mountain gate is hidden into the void. What is this?

Could it be a direct provocation?

Ahead, the golden dragon roared, and a sky-shaking energy and blood turned into a pillar of light on the golden frame.

A middle-aged man wearing a golden robe and a light blue jade crown stepped out of the carriage and stood in the air, looking at the illusory Yuxu Mountain in front of him.

Yun Tapir Hou Zhao Jing, a member of the royal family.

With that surging Qi and blood, he was clearly a master of the Domination Realm.

The realm of dominance is the absolute overlord level in Shenhe County.

"Han Muye, I'm here to announce the reward to you, you won't accept it?" Zhao Jing shouted, and a golden war spear appeared behind him.

Above the battle spear, there is a swirling source of energy that makes people surrender at a glance.

This is a war gun with hidden origin power, second only to the dominance level.

Such treasures would have unimaginable combat power in the hands of Zhao Jing who was in the Dominion Realm.

"catch."

On Yunxu Mountain, a voice sounded faintly.

Han Muye, dressed in a green robe, appeared in front of the mountain gate.

"I have fought for the Immortal Dynasty for a hundred years and accumulated hundreds of millions of merits. I want to see what the Immortal Dynasty will give me."

Han Muye's words spread thousands of miles, making the surrounding practitioners' eyes flash with light.

Although I felt that Han Muye's attitude was wrong and not respectful enough, what Han Muye said was correct.

After fighting for the Immortal Dynasty for a hundred years, what rewards the Immortal Dynasty will give is related to the majesty of the Immortal Dynasty in the eyes of countless practitioners.

"Imperial order, Han Muye, the commander-in-chief of the Shenhe County Conquest of Heaven, has fought hard for a hundred years and has outstanding military exploits. He is now conferred the title of First-Class Weiyuan Marquis."

"In addition, it is reported that Han Muye holds the Heaven-Suppressing Seal. According to the rules of the Heaven-Suppressing Guard, Han Muye is the commander of the Heaven-Suppressing Guard and can control 30% of the Heaven-Suppressing Guard."

First class warlord.

Take charge of 30% of the Tianzhen Guards.

Zhao Jing finished reading the imperial scroll in his hand, raised his hand to hold it, and looked at Han Muye.

"Marquis Weiyuan, Commander Han, are you satisfied with this reward?"

Below, countless practitioners looked at Han Muye with envy.

Climb to the sky in one step and become a prince in one battle.

This is what countless practitioners on the Pantian plane long for.

The first-class war lord, which is second only to the level of Duke of the Immortal Dynasty, is already the most powerful level in the Immortal Dynasty.

There is such a reward in one battle, which is generous enough.

Looking at the imperial book in Zhao Jing's hand, Han Muye looked calm.

"May I ask Marquis Yunxi, what price do I need to pay to get this reward?"

His words brought a chuckle to Zhao Jing's face.

"After all, Han Shuai, who has commanded millions of troops, understands that if you want to get something, you should pay the corresponding price."

"80% of the materials exchanged for tens of billions of military merits will be given to the Tianzhen Guards."

"Hand over the Heaven-Suppressing Seal, and then ask yourself to guard the outer lands for a million years."

Zhao Jing glanced around and looked at the illusory Yunxu Mountain, with a smile on his lips.

"You can safely leave this swordsmanship sect in Yunxu Mountain to me."

"I'll watch it for you and give it back to you a million years later."

Military supplies.

Zhentian Seal.

Also ask yourself to leave the Pantian plane.

Zhao Jing's voice echoed, and the faces of the practitioners below showed complicated expressions.

Sure enough, it is not that easy to get a reward from the Immortal Dynasty.

Becoming a marquis after a battle does not mean that you will be truly recognized by the Immortal Dynasty.

It takes millions of years to guard the outer lands and show loyalty.

What if you refuse?

"What if I refuse?" Han Muye said softly with a calm expression.

Zhao Jingtian smiled, his eyes fixed on Han Muye, his body's energy and blood surged, turning into a huge dragon.

Behind him, the golden battle spear slowly pointed in the direction of Han Muye.

"Do you think I am discussing with you?"

"Or do you think that I am just here alone?"

In the distant sky, rays of divine light surged up, and the figures of strong men wearing golden armor emerged.

Even the illusory Yunxu Mountain was pressed by such powerful forces and seemed to be pulled back to the Pantian plane.

Below, all the practitioners who were going to attend the Tianzhen Sword Sect's reunion ceremony turned pale and stepped back unconsciously.

This is obviously going to be a peerless battle!

On Yunxu Mountain, sword lights flashed one after another.

"I thought that after returning from a hundred battles, the Immortal Dynasty would reward me according to my merits. It seems that I think highly of the Immortal Dynasty."

"The rabbit dies and the dog cooks, that's what happens in the world."

Han Muye spoke calmly, the big green seal in his hand floating in the air.

His figure also stepped into the air step by step, and his body was surrounded by surging sword light.

"If you want this, come and get it."

After his words fell, Zhao Jing let out a long laugh, moved his figure, held the spear in his hand, and smashed it towards Han Muye's head.

Billions of swords were rushing towards Han Muye, trying to smash his body into pieces.

But before the sharp edge could reach it, a green-gray sword light shot out from the big green seal in front of Han Muye.

Behind, on Yunxu Mountain, three hundred and sixty sky-supporting sword lights hit the golden spear.

"boom--"

Zhao Jing's complexion changed dramatically, and his precious spear, which he had fused with his blood and heart, screamed sadly, and cracks appeared on the gun.

He reached out and grabbed the gun body, and with a bone-breaking force, he and the spear were thrown away.

His body hit the frame of the car behind him, shattering it.

The bodies of the five golden dragons were wrapped in the sword light, and were consumed layer by layer, turning into golden and red Pantian stones.

"boom--"

The long sword flew up, and the three hundred and sixty long swords swept across, slashing down towards the tall golden-armored warriors.

"I hope the Immortal Dynasty is strong enough and won't let me down."

"Those like Zhao Jing, don't come here next time."

Han Muye’s voice echoed hundreds of millions of miles around the world. (End of chapter)