Maximum Comprehension: Taking Care of Swords In A Sword Pavilion Chapter 2160: 916, come again

Chapter 2160: 916, come again

Su Juesheng.

The words of Elder Shao Lin caught the attention of everyone around him.

In front of everyone, a middle-aged figure appeared out of nowhere, dressed in a cyan-gray robe, with a black-sheathed longsword on his back.

This Su Juesheng, having half-step Dao Breaking combat strength, was a partial cultivator.

His combat strength was not top-tier among the various elders and sect leaders, but his specialty was not in direct confrontation; it was a.s.sa.s.sination.

For this reason, everyone respected him from a distance.

However, at this moment, him making a move was most fitting.

“Elder Shao Lin, rest a.s.sured, Su Juesheng will surely bring back the head of the one in charge of the grand array,” he said.

A deep, hoa.r.s.e voice sounded, and Su Juesheng’s figure had already vanished from sight.

A hint of relief appeared on everyone’s faces once again.

The few people beside Elder Shao Lin also showed a gleam in their eyes at this time.

If they took down Skywind Ridge, could they directly attack the entrance to the All-Encompa.s.sing Sword Sect?

If Moon-Encompa.s.sing Peak could be eradicated in such a fierce battle, what fighting spirit could the rest of the All-Encompa.s.sing Sword Sect possibly have?

“Gentlemen, there are quite a few fine swords in the Sword Nurturing Hut of the All-Encompa.s.sing Sword Sect; we should make sure to share them well when the time comes,” one said.

“Not to mention the Sword Nurturing Hut, even the sword techniques inherited from Moon-Encompa.s.sing Peak are said to be extremely rare,” another remarked.

A few elders in a good mood turned their heads, chuckling lightly.

Elder Shao Lin glanced around, a deep look in his eyes, and raised his hand to take out a jade-colored disc.

His palm pressed against the disc, which emitted a golden light and transformed into a three-foot-tall, faint light screen.

In the light screen, Su Juesheng, with a black sword on his back, sprinted swiftly, his movements agile.

“Although Su Juesheng is a partial cultivator, his cultivation abilities are indeed not weak,” someone commented softly, watching the figure on the light screen.

“He is indeed a partial cultivator, not knowing how to rely on strength but instead indulges in these pointless fancy moves,” another commented in a low voice, somewhat disdainful of Su Juesheng’s agile tactics.

At that moment, more people were watching the light screen, curious if Su Juesheng could make it up Skywind Ridge and slay the person in charge of the grand array.

…

Atop Skywind Ridge, Han Muye sat cross-legged in a hall constructed of green stones.

Around him, streaks of blue light flowed, the very hubs of the powerful grand array on Skywind Ridge.

However, the grand array was no longer the one previously arranged by the All-Encompa.s.sing Sword Sect but had been enhanced by Han Muye, the formation now ten times stronger than before.

Powered by the Life and Death Pantheon Stone, this grand array was now a hundred times more powerful than the previous one.

Currently showing only twenty percent of the grand array’s power, it was already sufficient for Du Chen and others to withstand the attacks of Dao Breaking Realm powerhouses and defenders against allies of other sects.

If the grand array’s power were to be stimulated to fifty percent, then none of the enemies within a three-hundred-mile radius would survive.

But for the moment, Han Muye had no plans to stimulate the grand array’s power to the fifth level.

His intention was to refine the disciples of Moon-Encompa.s.sing Peak, not genuinely to slaughter those from the outer sects.

With his current level of cultivation, he saw no need to truly take these cultivators below the Prime Origin Realm seriously.

“Quite interesting, he dares to approach Skywind Ridge alone,” Han Muye murmured softly, his gaze falling on the large light screen in front of him, watching the agile figure.

On the light screen, a middle-aged figure carrying a black sword moved extremely quickly, flickering through the forest.

The Pantheon Plane favored blood essence and strength, emphasizing quant.i.ty over quality, and generally, their control over strength was inferior.

The sword techniques pa.s.sed down by Moon-Encompa.s.sing Peak were already considered fine, but in Han Muye’s view, they were still quite crude.

The sword cultivator currently traversing through the forest, however, embodied a certain agility.

Han Muye raised his hand, and a streak of flowing light flashed across the light screen.

The light disappeared in a blink, and the figure originally running through the forest shook violently, fell from a treetop, and rolled on the ground.

At that moment, Su Juesheng rolled up from the ground, his body slightly bent, his gaze warily surveying his surroundings.

That ma.s.sive force that made him fall from the treetop then dissipated.

The other party had already discovered him.

His pride in his stealthy approach proved to be utterly useless.

He had thought he wouldn’t be detected until he set foot on Skywind Ridge.

“What a formidable grand array,” he murmured under his breath. Su Juesheng pressed his hand against the hilt of his sword and, no longer hiding, headed straight for Skywind Ridge.

He had only walked about thirty meters when his figure halted again.

In front of him, a faint apparition stood.

“That is Han Muye, the head of Moon-Encompa.s.sing Peak.”

“It is said that his talent surpa.s.ses even that of Guo Hua.”

“It is he who initially protected Guo Hua’s Sword Bone on their journey back to the All-Encompa.s.sing Sword Sect.”

When this apparition appeared, there was a murmur of low exclamations among those stationed at the alliance’s location next to Elder Shao Lin.

Who from Moon-Encompa.s.sing Peak, what experts were there, and who had what combat achievements were now all thoroughly understood.

The apparition on the screen was the top expert of Moon-Encompa.s.sing Peak.

“To manifest an apparition with the power of the grand array that merely possess the Entrance Path Power, this man is indeed arrogant,” the leader of the Blood Battle Spirit Sect, Xu Tang, next to Shao Lin snorted coldly and exclaimed.

Su Juesheng was an expert of the Dao Breaking Realm.

Even if his specialty was a.s.sa.s.sination and not direct confrontation, how could a mere apparition withstand Su Juesheng?

Even if Han Muye were stronger, he couldn’t possibly do so.

“He probably wants to delay, this is all Moon-Encompa.s.sing Peak’s strength can muster, reaching this point is already their limit,” someone else whispered.

Everyone watched as within the screen, Su Juesheng drew his sword and charged toward the apparition of Han Muye.

The sword light was dim, and his movements were swift.

“This guy’s swordplay is indeed clever, with such speed, few could dodge this strike.”

“Not just clever, if he were close and struck suddenly, this strike would be undodgeable by ordinary Dao Breaking Realm cultivators.”

As Su Juesheng made his move, several low exclamations arose.

The crowd’s gazes swept slightly towards Shao Lin, revealing a hint of amus.e.m.e.nt on their faces.

Su Juesheng’s sword techniques specialized in a.s.sa.s.sination, taking advantage of a sudden strike.

Now that Shao Lin had displayed his techniques, going forward, Su Juesheng would no longer hold any threat.

At this moment, Su Juesheng was unaware that everyone had already seen through his entire approach.

After all, he was merely a partial cultivator.

Su Juesheng held nothing back.

The Sword Dao he cultivated never involved holding back either.

Known for his speed and sharpness, his Sword Dao had a clear weakness, its direct confrontational power was insufficient.

Only by giving his all could he slay powerful enemies in a split second.

“Kill—”

Within the sword light, a low shout echoed, and Su Juesheng’s figure became illusory.

In an instant, the sword edge appeared before the apparition of Han Muye manifested by the power of the grand array.

But the sword edge stopped three feet in front of Han Muye’s figure.

A Bright Longsword, pressed against Su Juesheng’s chest, prevented him from advancing further.

With one hand behind his back and holding the long sword with the other, Han Muye’s expression was serene; although his form was ethereal, he exuded the demeanor of a grandmaster.

In a single exchange, Han Muye had already emerged victorious.

Not by power, but by cleverness.

He defeated Su Juesheng with his own proudest sword techniques and the speed he relied on the most.

This strike left Su Juesheng’s face filled with shock.

The strong ones stationed at the alliance’s location were also bewildered at this moment.

They couldn’t discern why Han Muye’s strike appeared in front of Su Juesheng’s chest.

It was as if Su Juesheng had run into the sword edge himself.

“Your sword is fast, but it lacks the necessary momentum to break one’s spirit in an instant,” Han Muye said calmly as he flicked his long sword, pus.h.i.+ng the obstructing Su Juesheng back three steps. “Come again.”

Come again.

Expression changing, Su Juesheng gritted his teeth and stepped forward.

The sword light transformed into a shooting star crossing the sky.