Maximum Comprehension: Taking Care of Swords In A Sword Pavilion

With the Heaven-Suppressing Seal in your hand, you can form an eternal heaven and earth, suppressing your own power of life and death, and you can attack with all your strength.

Han Muye pointed his long sword forward, his eyes bursting with brilliance.

Even if the Stratus Creator is the strongest creator in the Pantian plane, so what if his body has been fused with the power of the Heavenly Bell?

The fighting spirit in Han Muye could not even stop the heaven and earth, and directly shattered the void and the earth.

"kill."

There was a long laugh, and the black and white sword light flashed on the tip of Han Muye's sword.

The shining sword shines through billions of miles of heaven and earth, like the force of a collapse of the sky, slashing towards the Creator of Stratus from thousands of miles away.

Stratus Creator held the golden bell, and a dark force of life and death flew out of his palm and went straight towards Han Muye's sword.

"boom--"

The confrontation between the forces of life and death caused the endless void to collapse, and all the surrounding avenues of origin were shattered.

The black and white sword edge cut through the dead power of the Stratus Creator and slashed towards the still hanging golden bell.

"Buzz——"

The golden bell rang, and the space in front of it split into two.

This is a heavenly bell that contains the power of eternal heaven, and cannot be shaken by the power of life and death.

Han Muye's figure flashed, and the space in front of him collapsed. He passed directly through the void laid down by the Cloud Creator and stabbed with a sword.

At the level of the Creator, there are very few life-and-death fights, and very few close-quarters fights. But at this time, the Stratus Creator in front of Han Muye is protected by a heavenly bell. The power of life and death cannot penetrate it, and he can only assassinate him at close range.

Seeing Han Muye's arrival, Stratus Creator narrowed his eyes, and the endless life and death turned into a snare, covering Han Muye.

Han Muye's body was like lightning, and he smashed all the snares in front of him with one sword after another.

Each of these swords can crush a plane.

Stratus Creator's offensive was all neutralized, and Han Muye's figure had already reached the sky clock.

The blade of the sword in his hand shone with cold light, seeming to freeze millions of miles of void. With a terrifying evil aura, he thrust the sword towards the golden bell.

"when--"

On the sky clock, cracks appeared one after another.

A streak of blood came out of Stratus Creator's chest.

"Sure enough, you have reversed life and death and merged yourself with the heavenly clock."

Han Muye's voice was calm and he raised the sword in his hand again.

"Look at the reversal of my life and death!" Stratus Creator scolded, with a look of madness on his face.

In front of him, the golden bell stirred up endless divine light, and billions of life and death powers scattered out of it.

The Creator of Stratus unites himself with the Celestial Bell, and the power of life and death is also hidden in the Celestial Bell.

Seeing the vigorous power of life and death spilling out, Han Muye showed a smile on his face.

He did not take action again, but moved his figure and exited a layer of void.

Reaching out to hold the celestial clock, Stratus Creator's expression changed.

"Senior Stratus, I wonder if I am qualified to participate in your plan?"

Han Muye's voice sounded again.

Stratus Creator's figure trembled, and his aura slowly converged.

"enough."

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There is no hatred between the most powerful men in the world who would fight to the death.

Han Muye has proven his strength and has been recognized by Stratus Creator and other creator levels, so there is no need to continue fighting.

By the time several Creators temporarily suppressed the power of Shenmo and came across the void, Han Muye and Stratus Creator were already waiting leisurely.

"Everyone, Daoist friend Han and I are hosting a banquet in the Pantian plane, and we invite you to participate in the matter of entering the eternal heaven."

Stratus Creator, with the power of the Heavenly Bell surging outside him, and Han Muye, with the power of the golden seal behind him, stood side by side, facing off against the other Creators.

The power of life and death in these two people is no worse than that of these creators.

The power of two people can resist all the creators present.

Those creators looked ugly, but there was nothing they could do.

The strength of Han Muye and Stratus Creator and the treasures in their hands made them fearful.

"Okay, Eternal Heaven Realm is indeed something we can't wish for."

"Fellow Taoist Soyun is considered the best in this world. If you invite him, we will go naturally."

Several creators nodded and their figures disappeared.

Stratus Creator and Han Muye looked at each other and disappeared.

…

Half a year later, the imperial city of Pantian plane.

In a magnificent hall, Han Muye and Stratus Creator were sitting upright, surrounded by a total of eight powerful creator-level figures with tall and tall figures.

This is a gathering at the level of the Creator, and all ten people present are Creators.

"The eternal heaven you are looking for is not as eternal as you imagine."

Stratus Creator looked at the people around him with a calm expression on his face.

His words caused the expressions of all the creators to change.

Some people seem to know some secrets, and some people have a twinkle in their eyes.

Stratus Creator raised his hand and waved, and a faint golden light appeared in front of him.

In the golden light, there is endless brilliance, and the sky and the earth are billions of layers of void.

In the void, there are rays of divine light gathering, and life and death are alternating at any time.

"eternal--"

Someone whispered.

This is the eternal heaven in everyone's eyes, without birth or death, the transition between life and death.

But within the light curtain, the picture dissipated, the palace collapsed, and the world collapsed, turning into endless darkness.

"The Eternal Sky Realm is actually just a corner of the upper dimension, falling from that dimension."

"You should be able to feel the dimensions and identities, right?"

dimensions.

This is a power that can only be felt at the Creator level.

In order to create something, an anchoring dimension must be established.

Otherwise, where the creation was made, its size, weight, and where it appears cannot be determined.

Only by anchoring dimensions can we create things.

For creators, everything they can create is in this dimension.

In their induction, they will always feel a hint of power entanglement from another dimension.

"That's eternity."

"Because the eternal dimension is opposite to the plane we are in, so theoretically speaking, it is never possible for us to step into the eternal dimension."

Stratus Creator looked at everyone with a solemn expression.

"The moment you step into the eternal heaven, you need to make a choice."

"Either, take your own power and step into the eternal heaven, and live forever in those ruins. In fact, you will spend endless years in that corner until you go crazy."

"The other option is to seal up all the power and turn it into the seeds of one's own cultivation, and then step into the true eternal heaven."

"It's just that if you can wake up, after you wake up, those memories are still not your own, and no one will know."

After speaking, Stratus Creator closed his eyes and remained silent.

Han Muye already knew this information.

After stepping into the level of the Creator, he can feel the collision between illusion and reality.

Especially when using the power of life, you can always feel that what you create with your power of life is an illusion.

This unreal feeling will cause the power of the Creator to slowly begin to collapse.

That is, stepping into the final realm of God.

This is why the Creator will eventually enter the end of God.

That is the denial of oneself in the dimension.

When he stepped into the Creator, Han Muye understood that pursuing the true eternal heaven was the destiny of every Creator.

"I am planning to step into the Divine Abyss of All Spirits in ten thousand years. If you have any ideas, you can come together."

Looking around, Han Muye spoke calmly.

No matter what, he will choose to step into the abyss of God.

Not just a promise to the Original Creator, but his quest for power, his destiny. (End of chapter)