Maximum Comprehension: Taking Care of Swords In A Sword Pavilion Chapter 482 - 482 Ninth Level Nascent Soul Realm, Fleeing Like A Lost Dog from Han Muye

Chapter 482 - 482 Ninth Level Nascent Soul Realm, Fleeing Like A Lost Dog from Han Muye

482 Ninth Level Nascent Soul Realm, Fleeing Like A Lost Dog from Han Muye

Shan Cang was trembling beside him but Han Muye’s fighting spirit soared.

The divine soul sword in his divine treasure, the sword intent long sword in his qi sea, and the Star Spirit Pearl in his dantian combined and triggered 10 sword pills that transformed into sword threads.

Sword Transformation into Threads!

The unleas.h.i.+ng of the divine soul sword and the sword intent sword to wear down the power of heaven and earth.

The power in the Star Spiritual Pearl was like a torrent, supporting the divine soul sword and the sword intent sword.

The sword threads in front of Han Muye formed a net that blocked all the sharp blades.

Han Muye could not take the attacks of a ninth level Nascent Soul cultivator head-on but his sword could slowly resist them.

He really resisted them!

A strange look flashed across Yan Yang’s eyes.

This weakling was stronger than he had imagined.

He narrowed his eyes and raised a golden steel pitchfork.

If Han Muye blocked it, he would attack again.

At this moment, the Purple Leopard bloodline incarnation behind him suddenly roared and charged out.

“Devouring the bloodline power?”

Yan Yang’s expression changed.

He didn’t expect his bloodline power to be interested in the Four-Tailed Lynx bloodline.

This bloodline power was not very precious.

The purple leopard pounced down. Shan Cang did not even resist. With a few flaps, he was torn apart.

His green spiritual light scattered and turned into a blood pearl that was swallowed by the purple leopard.

Yan Yang laughed out loud.

“Little worm, you’re just here to give our bloodline some snacks.”

Was this considered an appetizer before seizing the White Tiger Clan’s bloodline?

Yan Yang’s gaze landed on Han Muye, who was still resisting, and then he looked up a thousand miles away.

On the other side, although Yan Heng had yet to break free, it would be soon.

Heaven Realm Nascent Soul Realm.

The strength of the seventh level of the Nascent Soul Stage was not something that those weaklings who had not even touched the fringe of the Heaven Realm could understand.

The sword formation could not hurt Yan Heng.

“Boom!”

Thousands of miles behind him, a roar sounded.

That was because the Purple Leopard Clan experts had been blocked.

When Yan Yang came to rescue Yan Heng, the hundred experts of the Purple Leopard Clan also flew over.

Among them, there were nearly 10 Heaven Realm experts.

The 36,000 Nine-Tailed Cats stood in formation and stopped the experts.

However, in Yan Yang’s opinion, they wouldn’t be able to withstand for long.

This was the difference in bloodline power. This was also the reason why his Purple Leopard Clan had always sought the bloodline of the White Tiger Clan.

The stronger the bloodline, the stronger the combat strength.

Be it lynxes or green foxes, they were just clans with weak bloodlines. How could they have the right to challenge the Purple Leopard Clan?

Today, they were just courting death!

“I’m very curious. What price did the White Tiger Clan pay for you to come and die?” Yan Yang sneered, raised his hand, and slapped Han Muye’s head.

He wanted to shatter Han Muye’s body and lock his soul to investigate the reason.

At this moment, Han Muye was still resisting the blades in front of him with all his might, unable to receive this palm strike.

If this palm landed, he would surely die.

Looking at the huge palm pressing down, Han Muye’s eyes revealed a trace of green flames.

“Buzz!”

The purple leopard that had devoured Shan Cang and was slowly reminiscing about the fusion of bloodline power trembled.

Its spiritual power instantly appeared in Han Muye’s divine treasure.

Before it could react, the huge divine soul sword slashed down.

With one strike, its spiritual body was shattered into pieces.

The sword light did not stop and slashed a hundred times in a row.

The purple leopard’s body trembled, and its entire body was surrounded by green light. Four long tails floated behind it, and sword lights appeared around its body.

With a roar, the leopard flew out and smashed the huge palm that was about to hit Han Muye’s head.

Then the leopard swished its four long tails, sweeping away all the blades around Han Muye, turning them into demonic qi that dissipated.

This change was completed in an instant.

When all the blades disappeared, the purple leopard stood in front of Han Muye and turned to stare at Yan Yang who was a little confused.

Has my bloodline power betrayed me? he thought.

No, there’s no such thing as betrayal.

It should be my bloodline power.

That’s not right either.

At this moment, the mind of this ninth level Nascent Soul Stage demon went blank.

Green spiritual light rose from his body.

Bloodline inheritance?

Sword light flashed around him.

Swordsmans.h.i.+p memory?

Messy.

It was extremely messy.

At this moment, Yan Yang felt like his head was about to explode.

It wasn’t just him. Even Yan Heng, who was thousands of miles away, was at a loss.

He knew sword techniques now.

He understood the trajectory of the Green Fox Sword Formation.

The double-pointed short spear in his hand emitted a faint sword aura.

At this moment, he only needed to slash down with his sword to shatter the sword formation.

However, his bloodline power suppressed him.

It was a kind of affinity that came from his blood.

He could not bring himself to kill the Green Foxes who were surrounding him.

In the distance, sword lights rose.

Sword light surged from the bodies of the Purple Leopard Clan experts.

At this moment, they were incomparably powerful.

With the integration of sword techniques, their combat strength increased by several times.

However, they could not do anything against the 36,000 Nine-Tailed Cats blocking their way.

Originally, the Purple Leopard Clan’s bloodline power was countless times stronger than the Nine-Tailed Cat Clan. There were also many experts.

However, at this moment, none of them could make a move.

This was an order from their bloodline.

If they attacked, their bloodline power would collapse.

Demons without bloodline power would degenerate into ordinary demon beasts.

The battle stopped there.

Han Muye smiled and looked at the sun in front of him.

If he could activate the power of heaven and earth, with his Confucian techniques, the power of his soul could crush Yan Yang.

But in this secret realm, even if he used all his methods, he would probably be powerless to resist the ninth level of the Nascent Soul Stage.

From the beginning to the end, his plan was not to kill the Nascent Soul Realm demon but the bloodline incarnation of the Purple Leopard Clan.

Shan Cang was devoured, triggering the fusion of bloodlines.

With Shan Cang’s strength, he should have been devoured and fused without any resistance.

But the owner of Shan Cang was Han Muye.

Han Muye’s spiritual energy cultivation was only at the Earth Realm, but his Confucian Dao cultivation had already reached the grandmaster realm. His soul could suppress an Out of Body cultivator.

Therefore, in the battle of souls, the Purple Leopard Clan’s bloodline incarnation was completely defeated.

Han Muye became the owner of the Purple Leopard Clan’s bloodline.

After controlling the bloodline, be it Yan Yang or Yan Heng, the hundreds of thousands of purple leopards could not go against the suppression deep in their bloodline and harm him.

At this point, Han Muye was invincible in the battle with the purple leopards!

“Roar—”

Yan Yang roared and transformed into a purple leopard. He flew up and turned to run.

Unable to attack Han Muye, the willingness to submit in his bloodline became stronger and stronger. If he didn’t run, he would really lose his resistance.

He had to run and leave the range of the bloodline power.

With his cultivation, as long as he was 100,000 miles away, he could suppress the submission of this bloodline.

Han Muye chuckled and did not chase after Yan Yang. Instead, the Heavenly Crane Wings under his feet flashed and he appeared in front of Yan Heng.

Beside him was a purple four-tailed leopard with flames in its eyes.

Yan Heng’s trembled all over. In the end, he lowered his head as the battle intent in his eyes dissipated.

Han Muye nodded at Bai Wuhen and turned into a stream of light, chasing after Yan Yang who had transformed into a leopard.

“As expected of Senior Brother Han…”

After taking down the Purple Leopard Clan inconceivably, even a great demon at the ninth level of the Heaven Realm Nascent Soul Stage wanted to escape with his life.

Who could imagine such a method?

“Boom!”

In the distant sky, sword light rumbled.

“Yan Yang, stop and die…”

Han Muye’s voice resonated for thousands of miles.

Bai Wuhen had a blank expression at first, then she covered her face and laughed.

Such a scene will probably shock the entire secret realm, right?

The leader of the Purple Leopard Clan, Yan Yang, was chased by a human sword cultivator.

How strong was this human sword cultivator?

“Boom!”

The second sword cry was 10,000 miles away.

This speed surpa.s.sed countless experts above the fifth level of the Nascent Soul Stage.

With this speed, who would dare to say that Han Muye was not at the fifth level of the Heaven Realm or above?

“Yan Yang, die!”

Han Muye’s voice exuded soul pressure.

This soul power made even the Heaven Realm experts’ hearts palpitate.

The speed of the fifth level of the Nascent Soul realm and the power of the soul that the Heaven Realm could not withstand showed that Han Muye was an expert who could suppress the Desolate Wilderness!

“Yan Yang, die quickly…”

In the void, a voice spread for thousands of miles.

The demons looked up in shock.

Yan Yang, the leader of the Purple Leopard Clan, a ninth level Nascent Soul Realm grandmaster.

Such a top expert is being pursued?

As soon as Han Muye finished speaking, a purple stream of light flashed.

“It really is Grandmaster Yan Yang!”

“Grandmaster Yan Yang has been forced out of his demon body? What kind of person can make Grandmaster Yan Yang, who has transformed into his demon body, run away so desperately?”

Before the shocked demons could think, a stream of light had already rushed over.

His speed was not slower than Yan Yang’s. There was also an endless spiritual pressure.

Sword light flashed, and a sword could slash a thousand miles.

“Human!”

“Sword cultivator?”

“When did such a human expert appear in the Desolate Wilderness?!”

Everyone lowered their heads and did not dare to speak loudly.

At this moment, the White Tiger Clan and the Yellow Lion Clan stopped fighting. Countless experts looked at the sky blankly.

What kind of mighty being could make Yan Yang flee for his life?

“Is that Sword Immortal really that powerful?” The white-bearded elder of the White Tiger Clan stood in midair and whispered.

The elites from the Southern Wasteland were at a loss.

They had no answer either.

Was Immortal Han that strong?

When Qian Yiming, who was fighting the Azure Lion Clan with several major clans, sensed the change in the sky, he was also stunned.

How strong was Yan Yang?

A ninth level Nascent Soul mighty figure.

He, Qian Yiming, dared to fight a seventh level Nascent Soul cultivator because of the combination of his own strength and his secret treasure.

Making him fight a ninth level Nascent Soul cultivator was purely courting death.

But now, a ninth level Nascent Soul expert was being chased around by Han Muye.

How strong was Han Muye?

“Eh, Commander Qian?”

Han Muye paused and looked down. “You fought quite hard. Do you want me to help you kill these enemies?”

Hearing his words, the Heaven Realm and half-step Heaven Realm experts of the Azure Lion Clan all froze in the demonic light and stared guardedly at Han Muye.

The corners of Qian Yiming’s mouth twitched as he shook his head. “Brother Han, go do your thing.”

If Han Muye really attacked, he might get stuck and killed along with the enemies!

He knew that Han Muye could do it.

Sure enough, Han Muye looked regretful in the sky. He shook his head, turned into a stream of light, and slashed at the distant sun.

The sword light shot out thousands of miles and cut through the void.

Using the power of the Heavenly Fox to transform into a sword light, what appeared would be stronger than Han Muye’s soul.

Unfortunately, he hadn’t seen anything like this yet.

When the two of them flew past Elephant Ear Mountain, Xiang Lingshuang raised his head.

“Ancestor, this is Senior Brother Han.”

He whispered to the stone wall in front of him.

The stone wall shook, as if there was a response.

“Does he have the chance to control the Ten Thousand Demons Token?” Xiang Lingshuang whispered softly, his eyes flas.h.i.+ng.

“If that’s the case, it’s a good choice to follow him.”

…

In the verdant mountain range, a jade-white figure moved forward. Suddenly, this figure stopped.

“Is a great demon at the ninth level of the Nascent Soul Stage being pursued?

“Is the person giving chase Han Muye?”

The armless He Tianzhen’s eyes flickered.

“Fun.”

He moved and turned into a giant crane with no wings.

“Chirp—”

With a long hiss, the world changed colors!

Ancient great demon.

This was the Heavenly Crane ‘s true form!

There was an ancient great demon blocking their way!

Yan Yang’s expression changed drastically. He turned around and fled.

Han Muye flew down and stood in front of the Heavenly Crane.

“Haha, that guy was scared by you. He thought I could really stop him.”

He Tianzhen laughed and jumped.

“Actually, my true body doesn’t have much strength now. I really can’t stop him.”

Looking at Han Muye, He Tianzhen asked curiously, “How long has it been since we last met? Why are you so strong that you can chase after a ninth level Nascent Soul realm demon?”

Han Muye looked down at He Tianzhen and said calmly, “Like you, it’s empty.”

He Tianzhen’s expression changed drastically.

Empty?

Then why did I stop a ninth level Nascent Soul demon just now?

If I really caused that great demon to fight to the death, the outcome would be…

“However, he can only be like a homeless dog in front of me, Han Muye.”

With a low shout, Han Muye flapped his Heavenly Crane Wings and turned into a stream of light.

He Tianzhen laughed and followed him in a flash.

Interesting.