Maximum Comprehension: Taking Care of Swords In A Sword Pavilion

919 The Most Complicated Thing in the World Is the Human Heart (2)

“Amazing control over space,” remarked the Golden Wolf Demon God.

He looked towards Han Muye and said in a low voice, “I didn’t expect that in just a few decades, you would already have such strong control over the power of space.”

When Han Muye first left the Wood Deity Palace years ago, he was still cautious and careful.

But now that he had returned, he no longer felt any fear.

Neither the Golden Wolf Demon God nor the Wood Deity behind him posed any threat to him.

This was due to his own confidence, which had been bolstered by his increased strength.

For a cultivator, strength was the greatest reliance.

“Spatial power? It was no wonder…” Zhu Qiu’an finally reacted and looked at Han Muye with a solemn expression.

Those who could control the power of space were all truly strong.

At least, he himself did not have that ability.

“Kid, follow me and together we’ll follow the boss.

He’s about to sweep through the dam, break the barrier of this world, and the radiance of the Divine Court will soon illuminate the heavens and earth.”

Zhu Qiuan’s words were full of fanaticism, and his own face was also filled with an expression of fervor.

This fervor infected the surrounding Golden Wolves, who all let out a wild howl.

Han Muye shook his head.

Even if the Wood Deity hadn’t called out to him earlier, he still would have acted.

The whip grass had given him too much help.

Besides, he came here this time to see the Wood Deity.

Or, the Pastoral Deity.

“Get lost—”

The Golden Wolf Demon God shouted and transformed back into the Black Armored Warrior, punching down.

Zhu Qiu’an raised his hand to block, and his body uncontrollably flew backwards.

“Hmph, the master is about to arrive, you can’t escape.” Zhu Qiu’an didn’t look back and, using the force of the punch, turned around and fled.

In front of the Wood Deity Palace, there was only chaos.

The puppet guards of the Wood Deity Palace had already shattered, and the other guardians had also fallen.

A trace of sadness flashed across Mu Xue’s face as she looked around.

The Golden Wolf Demon God beside her also looked up.

Han Muye nodded and walked quickly into the palace.

Han Muye nodded and strode into the palace.

The palace was decayed and broken.

“Will he be the person the Wood Deity is waiting for?” The Golden Wolf Demon God looked at Han Muye’s back and spoke softly.

Mu Xue shook her head, squatting in front of the stone steps with a look of loneliness on her face.

She didn’t know.

“I also don’t know how long we still have to wait.”

…

The hall was dark.

The wooden structures around were already decayed, leaving only the stone framework.

The further they walked, the more they could see the withered branches scattered on the ground.

On the stone platform ahead, there was a tall tree, its trunk decayed, and a golden spear was inserted into the trunk.

Han Muye stood a thousand feet away from the tree.

“Kid, how is Wenqu now?” A phantom appeared in front of the tree.

White-bearded and white-robed, his hands were tucked into his sleeves.

Although it was only a phantom, there was still a power on this old man that made people want to bow and kneel.

This was the majesty that had been accumulated over countless millennia.

This was the unique aura of a mighty figure.

Or it could be called luck.

Such a mighty figure’s words and actions were connected to a world.

Their actions and thoughts were the fate of the world.

And all living beings were affected by this tide.

Some were born under favorable circumstances, while others fell against the tide.

Han Muye had a faint realization in his heart.

Today, he was just a jumping ant, a tiny rebellious thing, in the eyes of those who controlled the world.

He was struggling to survive, but also to change his fate.

“Senior, I don’t know who is Wenqu—”

Before he finished speaking, he interrupted himself: “Are you talking about Wen Mosheng, Minister Wen, Senior?”

“Hehe, Wen Mosheng?” The senior nodded and smiled lightly. “That’s him.”

Wen Mosheng is Wenqu?

The Divine Court that controlled the fate of officials in the world and helped the Divine Emperor manage thousands of officials of the Divine Court back then?

When Wen Mosheng was the prime minister of the Heavenly Mystic, he could easily command the world. It turned out that he had experience long ago?

No wonder Minister Wen could suppress the Heavenly Mystic for 10,000 years.

“I have been in seclusion since I was seriously injured, and I don’t know what’s going on outside. Can you tell me?”

The Wood Deity said in a low voice with a benevolent expression.

Han Muye nodded and briefly explained what was happening outside the dam.

Han Muye didn’t believe that just because the Wood Deity was in seclusion, she knew nothing about the outside world.

Countless cultivators passing through the dam would bring all kinds of news.

The Wood Deity asked him about the outside world just to understand his own position.

Han Muye was also frank and told him everything about the struggle of the Dao and the events outside of the Dao.

Including the conflict in the Upper Three Heavens in the Immortal Source World and the possibility of reopening the Immortal Ascension Platform.

A complicated expression appeared on the Wood Deity’s face. She shook her head and sighed softly.

“In fact, when we sealed the Immortal Ascension Platform back then, we knew that one day it would reopen…”

The Wood Deity looked up when she saw Han Muye looking at her and pointed to her chest, whispering, “Human heart.

“The most complicated thing in the world is ultimately the human heart.”

The human heart was the most complicated. Han Muye had long known this.

Even those mighty figures could not resist the ambition in their hearts.

Back then, they could work together to seal the Immortal Ascension Platform, and now they could work together to open it.

What remained unchanged were these great powers, what changed was their hearts.

“Kid, there are some things that you can’t participate in with your cultivation level.” The Wood Deity looked at him and smiled.

“Although I participated back then, I’m powerless now.”

The Wood Deity turned her head to look at the big tree and the long spear nailed to it, shaking her head. “My body was already injured to the root by this immortal treasure spear. Currently, I can only slowly recover through sleep.”

“If I hadn’t been hiding in this dam, I’m afraid I would have been dug out by someone long ago.”

A glimmer of light flashed in the Wood Deity’s eyes as she whispered, “Now, I’m afraid I can’t even sleep peacefully.”

It was impossible for there not to be any great power behind the golden wolves’ siege of the Wood Deity Palace.

As for who the great power behind it was, the Wood Deity was also unclear.

Han Muye and the Wood God not only talked about the place where the ancient gods had fallen and the Ancient Cloud Galaxy, but they also talked about many things that happened in the Divine Court back then.

Many secrets that Han Muye didn’t know before were now revealed, giving him a feeling of clarity.

Back then, everyone in the Divine Court was in danger. The oppression of the Divine Emperor eventually led to rebellion from all sides.

“The human heart.

“Once the hearts of the people are in chaos, it’s hard to lead the team.

“The Divine Emperor always thought he could suppress the Immortal World and no one would dare to act.

“He didn’t know that once cultivators have a thought in their hearts, they cannot be suppressed even if he tried.” The Wood Deity’s words were resolute.

In those days, she was also the one who couldn’t be suppressed.

Rebellion was born out of fear of ascending to the Immortal World, disappointment with the Divine Court, and fear of the Divine Emperor.

All these things converged and eventually became a towering tree, overturning the Divine Court that had suppressed the world for countless years and sealing the Ascension Platform.

“Then what if cultivators lose their worldly thoughts?” Han Muye suddenly spoke up.

The Spiritual Transformation Pool!

Cultivators who ascended in the Immortal World all had a Spiritual Transformation Pool.

Was the Spiritual Transformation Pool absorbing Spiritual Qi or spiritual nature?

Hearing his words, the Wood Deity pondered for a moment and said in a low voice, “I don’t know either.

“Back then, the Divine Emperor inadvertently said that when he went to the Immortal World, he would not miss this world anymore.

“It was also this sentence that made us determined to overthrow the Divine Court.”

Once in the Immortal World, there was no more attachment to this world.

Han Muye didn’t know about others, but he still had a lot of attachments.

Mu Wan, the people from the Nine Mystic Mountain’s Sword Pavilion, Huang Zhihu, Sixth Brother Huang, and many people he had befriended in the Imperial City.

If life and death were inevitable, he might mourn, but if he were asked to forget them directly, he couldn’t do it.

What if the Spiritual Transformation Pool could dissolve all these attachments?

Han Muye was silent for a moment.

“You came here to ask me these things, right, kid?” The Wood Deity smiled and said, “This place is probably not safe anymore. I’m also leaving.”

As the golden wolves besieged them, the situation in the dam became turbulent.

Han Muye looked up at the long spear stuck in the withered tree.

“Hehe, you want this spear?” The Wood Deity shook her head and sighed, “I would thank you if you could pull this spear out.

“This spear has consumed 80 percent of my strength.

“The power of the Immortal World is really terrifying.”

Han Muye stood up and walked towards the withered tree.

A gleam of light shone in the Wood Deity’s eyes.

Han Muye walked up to the tree and reached out to grip the spear handle.