Maximum Comprehension: Taking Care of Swords In A Sword Pavilion Chapter 79 - Three Stones House, Tuoba Cheng, requesting to descend the mountain!

Chapter 79: Three Stones House, Tuoba Cheng, requesting to descend the mountain!

The Three Qin Sword Sect had been destroyed!

The entire venue was silent.

A rather powerful sect was destroyed just like that!

Over the past few days, everyone had witnessed the Three Qin Sword Sect falling apart bit by bit. Everyone knew that the Three Qin Sword Sect would be exterminated eventually.

However, no one expected that the Three Qin Sword Sect would be destroyed by an elder of the Nine Mystic Sword Sect in one strike!

This genuine deterrence made everyone afraid to speak.

Standing tall, Tuoba Cheng threw his head back and laughed.

He turned around and looked at Han Muye. “Can you guys manage these big matters?”

Han Muye shook his head.

He was powerless to be part of such a major event.

Be it the Three Qin Sword Sect or the demon race, he was not qualified to be involved.

Tuoba Cheng turned to look at the red and black stream of light in the sky, and sword intent surged out of his body!

“If you can’t control it, I can!”

“Boom—”

A 100-foot-long sword light rose from his body and transformed into a howling white tiger phantom.

“Elder of the Earth Rock lineage, Three Stones House, Tuoba Cheng, requesting to descend the mountain—”

Tuoba Cheng’s voice resounded through the sky. The clouds were knocked away, and light shone in all directions.

“That’s sword momentum!” Someone exclaimed in the venue.

“Elder Tuoba Cheng has already cultivated his sword momentum? Doesn’t that mean he’s going to become the strongest person in the Western Frontier?” Someone widened his eyes and exclaimed.

“It seems that he’s still a little short…” Someone with a high cultivation frowned and heaved a sigh of relief.

Fortunately, Tuoba Cheng had yet to reach that stage.

“Granted.”

In the void, there was a faint response.

The voice seemed to have come from the nine heavens, making one’s soul tremble.

“Thank you, Sect Master.” Tuoba Cheng’s voice was filled with unconcealable pride.

“Three Stones House disciples, follow me down the mountain to slay the demons.”

“The compet.i.tion of the sect gathering will be changed to a demon-slaying trial mission. It will last for three years. The person with the highest merit will be rewarded with a divine weapon.”

“Hum—”

With that, scrolls appeared around Tuoba Cheng.

The scroll unfolded, and on it was the image of a 10 feet long white tiger.

The white tiger appeared and endless pressure descended.

That fierce aura made all the low-level disciples in the venue tremble.

The might of a Hundred Beast King was so terrifying!

From the 36 paintings, 36 white tiger phantoms appeared.

The sky was filled with the ferocious might of the white tiger.

Be it the Earth Realm elders of the various sects or those elite disciples, no one could raise their heads!

This was the power of a great cultivator!

Han Muye’s eyes widened as he looked at the 36 phantoms that were about to condense into sword momentum.

“Kid, are you saying that this White Tiger Scroll lacks capability?”

In midair, Tuoba Cheng looked down at Han Muye.

Han Muye opened his mouth but said nothing.

With such power, who could say that he was weak?

Tuoba Cheng’s eyes shone with a cold light as he flew into the sky.

The 36 white tiger phantoms followed closely behind. A hazy white light covered the sky!

“Tuoba Cheng will descend the mountain today to kill Hu Taisheng—”

As if responding to his words, clouds and lightning surged in the sky!

The white tiger condensed into a thousand-foot-long sword light that roared for a hundred kilometers!

Zhao Pu, who was standing beside Han Muye, took a step forward, battle intent rising from his body. “Disciples of Three Stones House, in 15 minutes, we will go down the mountain to kill demons.”

With that, he looked at the disciples of the various sects in the venue and shouted, “In two hours, the various sects will leave the mountain on their own.”

With that, he cupped his fists and flew away.

One by one, the disciples of Three Stones House left.

These disciples of the Earth Rock lineage were swift and decisive.

With just one sentence from Tuoba Cheng, all the 80 sects did not dare to stay.

There was no discussion, no questioning.

This was the actions that a great sect was capable of.

Han Muye stood on the platform and looked at the chaos in front of him.

There were two messages just now. One was good news and the other was bad.

The first news was great news.

One strike to destroy a sect!

The Nine Mystic Sword Sect’s fire lineage elder, Su Yuan, had broken through the sect and killed seven Earth Realm experts!

With one strike, he had wiped out the Three Qin Sword Sect.

Such combat strength was completely comparable to a top-notch Earth Realm expert.

The Five Mystic Sword Technique, Prairie Fire, was a direct inheritance of the fire vein. After mastering this sword technique, Su Yuan could condense the power of the fire vein of the Nine Mystic Sword Sect.

The Nine Mystic Sword Sect’s fire lineage was at hopes of reviving!

This news was great news, but the other news brought great worry.

The remnants of the Blazing Demon Valley had revived. The Great Elder of the Blazing Demon Valley, the Core Formation expert, Hu Taisheng, had gathered demons to cause trouble.

More than 30 disciples of the Nine Mystic Sword Sect had died. It could be said to be the most disastrous disaster in recent years.

If this matter was not handled well, it would cause panic under the Nine Mystic Sword Sect.

“Uncle-Master Tuoba, is this the opportunity you’ve been waiting for?”

Looking up at the slowly dissipating clouds in the sky, Han Muye muttered softly.

He didn’t know if Tuoba Cheng was really decisive or if he had been waiting for such an opportunity.

At this moment, looking at the various sects that had scattered, Han Muye suddenly understood Tuoba Cheng’s words.

The strong bear the karma of the weak.

Only those with strength were qualified to bear it.

He still did not have to worry about the sect.

The secrets regarding those who had betrayed the Nine Mystic Sword Sect were unimportant.

For an expert like Tuoba Cheng, they cared about a mortal enemy like Hu Taisheng.

What they wanted to condense was their own Sword Dao.

Be it the sects partic.i.p.ating in the gathering or the other sects, it was best if they were obedient. If they were not, he could just destroy them with one strike!

Moreover, even in the demon uprising 3,000-kilometer awaay, the Nine Mystic Sword Sect only summoned one person Tuoba Cheng!

How many experts from the Nine Mystic Sword Sect were stronger than Tuoba Cheng?

The three half-step Heaven Realm elders did not move. The Sword Pavilion elder did not appear.

This was the confidence of the top nine sect of the Western Frontier and the Four Major Sword Sects!

“So, I’m just an ant…” With a soft sigh, Han Muye saw someone looking at him from the chaos below. His body trembled, and he turned to leave.

When he returned to the Sword Pavilion, the Sword Pavilion Elder had already led Huang Six and the others to the stone steps to welcome the swords into the pavilion.

“Brother, Sister-in-law and the others are going down the mountain to kill demons. Go quickly.”

Han Muye let out a low cry, and Huang Six, who was standing behind the Sword Pavilion elder, turned pale.

Han Muye turned to look at Lin Shen, who was standing behind him, and said in a low voice, “Instructor Lin, I’m from Three Stones House. I’m going down the mountain to kill demons.”

Lin Shen trembled and clenched his fists.

“Go on.”

The Sword Pavilion Elder waved his hand and looked at the red and black teams that were sending swords over from afar.

Huang Six bowed gratefully to the Sword Pavilion Elder and ran away.

Lin Shen bowed to the Sword Pavilion Elder, then cupped his fists at Han Muye and turned to leave.

“Sword Battle Hall’s Zhang Pu sends the Three Qin Sword Sect’s signature sword into the pavilion—”

The middle-aged sword cultivator in a red robe interrupted Han Muye’s thoughts.

The Sword Pavilion Elder reached out and received the ancient bronze sword.

Green light surged on the sword, as if it was about to escape from control.

In the palm of the Sword Pavilion Elder, dark golden spiritual light wrapped around the sword like chains.

“Medium-grade spiritual artifact, Broken beam.”

The Sword Pavilion Elder’s expression was indifferent as he said softly, “In the end, this sword still came back to the Sword Pavilion.”

With that, he turned around, and Han Muye stepped forward to take the sword.

“It’s a middle-grade spiritual artifact. The previous owner’s resentment has yet to dissipate. Not to mention you, even Huang Six will die if he touches it.”

The Sword Pavilion Elder shook his head and held the sword. He said calmly, “I’ll put this sword away on the third floor first. You can deal with the other swords.”

He would die instantly upon touching the sword.

Han Muye glanced at the bronze sword and nodded gently.

Back then, the patriarch’s sword, Purple Flame, had almost killed him.

The Sword Pavilion Elder put away the signature sword of the Three Qin Sword Sect, and Han Muye received the remaining swords.

“The Three Qin Sword Sect Elder’s sword is obtained by Elder Su Yuan.” The red-robed disciple walked forward with the sword in both hands.

The Sword of an elder.

Han Muye reached out and gripped the hilt of the sword.

A brilliant red light appeared in his mind.

Five Mystic Sword Technique, Prairie Fire!

“Haha, Su Yuan, if you use the Prairie Fire Forbidden Technique today, even if our Three Qin Sword Sect is destroyed, you won’t be able to escape!”

“What kind of person is your Nine Mystic Sword Sect’s Patriarch Tao Ran? Didn’t he also betray the Nine Mystic Mountain?”