Maximum Comprehension: Taking Care of Swords In A Sword Pavilion Chapter 251 - Ethereal Dao Sect, Comprehending Outer Realm Sword Technique (3)

Chapter 251: Ethereal Dao Sect, Comprehending Outer Realm Sword Technique (3)

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Patriarch Tao Ran’s next words immediately destroyed his good image in Han Muye’s heart.

As expected, he only spoke so nicely when he needed to.

According to Patriarch Tao Ran’s plan, he would first go to the Fire Essence Mine and lure the two half-step Heaven Realm experts guarding it out of the mine.

The Ethereal Dao Sect had not made arrangements for, not three, but as many as five half-step Heaven Realm experts in the Fire Source World.

However, two of them were in seclusion and rarely appeared. Very few people knew about them.

There were two half-step Heaven Realm experts guarding the fire essence mine.

Patriarch Tao Ran’s combat strength was powerful and could suppress half-step Heaven Realm experts of the same level. Back then, at the foot of the Nine Mystic Mountain, he forced back a half-step Heaven Realm expert of the Great Spiritual Sword Sect with a sword.

However, he had to be careful when facing two half-step Heaven Realm experts of the Ethereal Dao Sect.

The Ethereal Dao Sect was not a small sect. Its foundation was even above the Nine Mystic Sword Sect.

Luring two half-step Heaven Realm experts and letting Han Muye quietly enter the mine to look for the Fire Essence Crystal was the best option.

Patriarch Tao Ran knew Han Muye’s combat strength. Under the half-step Heaven Realm, he had no problem protecting himself.

He and Han Muye went to the Fire Essence Mine, while Shao Yousun and Lu Gao protected these rescued cultivators and headed towards the Fire Source Palace.

These people would attract the attention of the Ethereal Dao Sect.

Whether it was Patriarch Tao Ran or Han Muye, neither of them planned to escort these rescued cultivators the entire time.

They weren’t saints.

It was a thankless task to spend time and energy on these unrelated cultivators.

Now, what Patriarch Tao Ran and Han Muye wanted to do was to launch a sneak attack and s.n.a.t.c.h the Fire Essence Crystal before the people of the Ethereal Dao Sect could react.

“In any case, as long as I can get the Fire Essence Crystal, it doesn’t matter if the mine is destroyed.” Patriarch Tao Ran waved his hand and flew away.

The Fire Essence Crystal was the foundation of the Fire Essence Stone mine. Once it was taken out, the spiritual energy in the entire mine would leak out.

The Ethereal Dao Sect was unwilling to waste a mine, so they did not take out the Fire Essence Crystal.

“Brother Lu, these are two pills. When your spiritual energy is insufficient, refine them into your dantian.” Han Muye handed Lu Gao two immortal-grade Essence Spirit Pills.

Lu Gao grinned and said in a low voice, “Don’t worry, I’ll definitely send them to the Fire Source Palace.”

Han Muye nodded, cupped his hands at Shao Yousun, then turned to leave.

Duan Yanji and the others hoped that Han Muye and Patriarch Tao Ran would stay behind to protect them.

However, for Han Muye and Patriarch Tao Ran, if they knew that there was a fire essence mine but didn’t go, they would be throwing away a great opportunity for nothing.

If a person did not value opportunities, they would definitely not go far on the path of cultivation.

“Let’s go. I’ll lead you to the Fire Source Palace.”

Watching Han Muye leave, Lu Gao let out a low shout. Sword light surged on his body as he strode forward.

Shao Yousun followed him like the wind.

Duan Yanji and the others hurriedly followed.

The rescued cultivators supported each other and a large group followed them.

….

Half a day later.

Han Muye was sitting cross-legged under a stone cliff. Beside him was the illusory Daoist Dayan.

“Are you really going to look for the Fire Essence Crystal?”

Daoist Dayan looked at Han Muye and said in a low voice, “After you take away that treasure, I’m afraid it will attract the pursuit of a half-step Heaven Realm expert.”

That’s for sure, Han Muye thought.

Two half-step Heaven Realm experts were holding down the fort, but if their home was stolen, it would be strange if they didn’t chase Han Muye to the death.

“Why, are you afraid?” Han Muye chuckled and placed the sword case on his lap. He took out the Purple Flame Sword and Green Destiny Sword and wiped them gently.

With the swords in his hand, Han Muye’s expression was solemn and completely changed.

Seeing him like this, Daoist Dayan nodded slightly.

A sword cultivator should treat his sword seriously.

It was a sign of respect for the sword and for himself.

“Boom—”

In the distance, a boom sounded, and the earth shook.

Gravel flew and fell from the cliff behind Han Muye.

“Who is it? Do you want to die by stealing my Ethereal Dao Sect’s Fire Essence Mine?”

A shout sounded.

Then there was another roar, louder than before.

“Hehe, so much for that.”

One could hear the contempt and disdain in Patriarch Tao Ran’s voice.

Such mockery could be said to be domineering.

“Boom—”

There was another sound, and then a sword cry.

“Is that all the peak Golden Core of the Ethereal Dao Sect can do?

“You’re nothing. I’ll kill you today as if I’m slaughtering a dog.

“Don’t be anxious. I’ll definitely kill you today.”

Patriarch Tao Ran’s shout could really make his opponent go berserk.

When Han Muye heard this, he had the urge to fight.

“Boom—”

A tremor sounded, mixed with Patriarch Tao Ran’s wild laughter.

“Senior Brother Yue, please help me—”

Another voice spoke with urgency and anger.

Then a rumbling sound rang out like continuous thunder.

“I can defeat you two alone!

“The Golden Core of the Ethereal Dao Sect. Pui—

“You think you can keep me here? Get lost—”

The roar and curses slowly faded into the distance.

Han Muye, who was sitting cross-legged, stood up and carried the sword case on his back. Then he flew up the stone cliff into the distance like an eagle.

Daoist Dayan shook his head and followed him, turning into a breeze.

In an instant, the Fire Essence Mine was a mountain range that looked like crystal red jade from afar.

There were mines in the flat open s.p.a.ce before the mountains.

At this moment, the front of the mountain range was in a mess, as if the wind had wreaked havoc.

In a flash, Han Muye had already entered the mine.

The mine was deep, and fiery red spiritual light shone on the stone walls.

In the fire marrow stone mine, there was blazing fire-type spiritual energy wreaking havoc.

After traveling a thousand feet, Han Muye frowned.

A young man with dark chains around his shoulder was lying on the ground. His body was covered with wounds. The fatal wound was between his chest and abdomen.

He was carrying a bamboo basket with a scattering of ores on his back.

As he walked quickly, Han Muye could see many mine slaves like the young man being killed.

He sped up a little, walked a few thousand feet, and heard a roar ahead.

“You lowly slaves also want to take the opportunity to escape?

“I’ll kill all of you today and let you know what it means to have strict Dharmic Dao!”

Sword light and cries of pain were mixed together, making Han Muye furious.

He raised his hand and waved. The Purple Flame Sword flew out and turned into a stream of light that pierced through the stone wall in front of him.

“Boom—”

The sword fell, and a path opened up ahead.

As he quickly walked forward, he saw dozens of bodies lying on the ground, blood flowing like a river.

The Purple Flame Sword nailed a Daoist in a green robe to the stone wall.

Han Muye looked at the pool of blood on the ground, a dark light flickering in his eyes.

“Ma.s.sacre and enslavement. How are such acts different from evil?

“These people from the Ethereal Dao Sect really don’t treat the cultivators in the Fire Source World as humans.”

Killing intent rose from him.

He was unwilling to stop the killing with killing.

But it didn’t mean that he wouldn’t kill!

“Boom—”

Behind him, a ball of flames crashed towards Han Muye.

The flames were filled with a suffocating tyranny. The scorching heat of the flames melted the stone wall of the mine.

A burning sensation surged down!

This spell would definitely kill anyone below the Golden Core realm!

Han Muye didn’t turn around.

In his palm, the Green Destiny Sword appeared.

The sword light turned into a breeze.

“Slash—”

The Green Destiny Sword emitted a hundred-foot-long sword beam and shattered all the flames behind him.

Behind him, the flames did not decrease. They condensed again and surged over in an instant.

Han Muye narrowed his eyes and raised his hand, the Purple Flame Sword entering his palm.

He looked down at the pool of blood on the ground. His swords crossed gently.

Two sword lights turned into one.

The wind helped fan the fire.

Flames surged into the sky and exploded in the narrow mine tunnel.

The flames of war!

Nine Mystic Sword Sect, Fire Lineage Meridian Sword Technique, Five Mystic Sword Technique, Prairie Fire.

This sword technique that could burn for thousands of miles was unleashed in the mine. A fire dragon roared and filled the entire mine.

“Roar—”

The fire dragon swept across, and the flames exploded!

The fire dragon roared, burning everything in the mine to ashes.

The living, the dead.

Bluestone, spiritual mine.

All turned to nothing.

This was Prairie Fire.

It was not only in the wilderness, but also in this mine.

What was burning was not only the wilderness gra.s.sland, but also the killing intent and anger in his heart.

From the beginning to the end, Han Muye didn’t look at who was attacking him from behind.

Who cared if it was a Meridian Opening, Soul Awakening, or Golden Core?

So what? Under the Prairie Fire Sword Technique, he had already died and his soul was destroyed.

Han Muye strode forward with two swords in hand. The swords swept past, and the stone wall in front of him shattered.

“Daoist Dayan, it’s not difficult to find the Fire Essence Crystal, right?”

Han Muye spoke calmly.

Daoist Dayan, who was following behind him, nodded. His body rolled and turned into a green cloud. It hit the stone wall and went through it.

“Give me 15 minutes.” From the stone wall came the m.u.f.fled voice of Daoist Dayan.

Han Muye stood in front of the stone wall, turned, and crossed his swords, looking at the figures surging in the mine.

“Okay, I’ll give you 15 minutes.”