Maximum Comprehension: Taking Care of Swords In A Sword Pavilion

Chapter 1616: A Brick (4)

Translator: Atlas Studios    Editor: Atlas Studios

“Alright.”

Han Muye looked up at the sky.

Above the firmament, beams of light turned into stairs, descending downwards.

“The rewards for this Grand Summit will be distributed.

“The elites who entered the top 100 have the chance to enter the Divine Source Heavenly Palace and purify their divinity in the Cleansing Pool.

“The top 10 experts of the Grand Summit will each receive an additional slot for purifying divinity in the Cleansing Pool and a superior- grade immortal treasure.

“The top three will each receive three slots and a supreme treasure.

“The champion of the Grand Summit will receive five slots for refining in the

Cleansing Pool, along with three additional supreme rewards.”

Pieces of jade tokens, immortal treasures, and supreme treasures descended.

Han Muye reached out and held the jade token in his hand. He saw that it was unmarked and could be used by anyone.

Five jade tokens for refining divinity represented the opportunity for success for at least three Immortal Venerables.

He put away the jade tokens and reached out to catch the three supreme treasures.

A long sword with intricate divine patterns.

This sword exuded an endless vast aura.

If he didn’t already possess tens of thousands of treasures, he might have paid more attention to such a sword.

“Buzz!”

The intent of the sword flowed into the blade, flooding Han Muye’s mind with countless memories.Ancient cultivation methods, sword techniques, the experiences of this sword traversing the heavens and earth.

Ancient cultivation methods, sword Dao techniques, the experiences of this sword traversing the heavens and earth.

“The Abyssal Sword…”

The memories in the sword quickly flashed and froze on a scene.

The long sword collided with a golden stele.

A stele?

Han Muye reached out and opened the second and third jade boxes in front of him.

A feathered fan.

A mottled stele.

Heavenly Stele!

Baxia Heavenly Stele!

This was the real Baxia Heavenly Stele, not the illusory Heavenly Stele that was shattered when he initially incarnated as Baxia’s bloodline.

In his bloodline memories, the Baxia Heavenly Stele had existed since the primordial era.

Within this stele, there were secrets coveted by all the races of the Primordial Chaos.

He reached out and grasped the Heavenly Stele.

The palm- sized Heavenly Stele in the jade box was extremely heavy.

If he didn’t have the body of a dragon crocodile and the power of a Primordial Overlord, he wouldn’t have been able to take out the Heavenly Stele.

When his fingers touched the Heavenly Stele, he felt the bloodline in his body surging like a river.

This was the sensation of bloodline power!

“Buzz!”

A golden light barrier appeared around him.

On the light barrier, golden light shimmered, revealing numerous runes.

“That’s the Heavenly Stele of Baxia!” Someone exclaimed from the observing light screens.

“This is a conspiracy!’

“The Divine Realm has always wanted the bloodline inheritance of Baxia.

Possessing the Heavenly Stele is equivalent to possessing the Baxia bloodline!”

In front of countless light screens, some people cried out in alarm, while others whispered.

But they could only watch as Han Muye grasped and slowly took out the Heavenly Stele inside the light screen.

“Han Muye, so you’re the surviving disciple of Immortal Venerable Tongtian! “l want to take back all your rewards and escort you back to the Heavenly Palace!”

A shout rang out.

An old man clad in golden armor descended from the sky, aiming a palm strike directly at Han Muye’s head.

This palm directly suppressed the powers of Our Heaven Continent.

Chaos shadows appeared but were frozen outside this palm.

Huang Six shouted, raised his hand, and struck out with a fist.

The golden-armored elder snorted coldly. He raised his other hand and waved it.

Huang Six’s fist collided with the old man’s sleeve. His body retreated uncontrollably and crashed into the wall behind him.

The wall shattered.

At this moment, the heavens and earth seemed to be imprisoned.

Before the eyes of countless people, the powerhouse of the Divine Source Heavenly Palace gave a nonsensical reason and then attacked Han Muye.

But no one could stop this scene.

Because the strength of this old man was truly at its peak.

Before countless light screens, the expressions of various strong individuals turned solemn, but they could only watch as the old man’s palm struck down.

Indeed, this was the way of the Divine Source Heavenly Palace.

He was so domineering.

Even if the entire cultivation world saw it, what could be done?

Han Muye couldn’t take away any wealth, and being the champion of the

Grand Summit had no effect at all.

It was all just a fleeting dream.

For those who still harbored any thoughts, they dispersed like a dream.

The Divine Source Heavenly Palace was still the Divine Source Heavenly Palace.

Still firmly seated as the number one sect in the divine realm, controlling its wealth and resources.

“Bang!

The golden palm struck down, landing on Han Muye’s shoulder. This strike seemed to crush the hearts of countless people.

“Boom—”

There was an endless rumble.

Before everyone’s eyes, the golden palm struck Han Muye’s shoulder and then collided with his black armor.

A faint Kui’s cry sounded, along with an inaudible dragon roar.

Lightning enveloped the palm.

Then, the unscathed Han Muye raised his hand.

He held the Baxia Heavenly Stele horizontally in his hand.

The Heavenly Stele was only a foot long and five inches thick.

Mottled and greenish- gray, it looked like a brick.

Han Muye’s arm swung down.

The greenish- gray brick hit the golden-armored elders face..