Maximum Comprehension: Taking Care of Swords In A Sword Pavilion

Chapter 277: Four Symbols Sword Formation (2)

Translator: Atlas Studios Editor: Atlas Studios

“My master said that you’re the key to the alliance between our Moon Essence Sword Sect and the Nine Mystic Sword Sect.

“I want to see if you’re qualified.”

Before he could finish speaking, a full moon rose behind Han Muye.

The moonlight was cold, and the light it emitted was freezing.

The clear moonlight was much more agile in the night.

However, this agility could not really be appreciated. It was a sword light that could make one’s soul scatter!

“Full moon?”

Han Muye looked up at the female cultivator and said, “I heard that the Moon Essence Sword Sect’s Full Moon is the direct disciple of the Sect Master. It seems that Fairy is the Young Sect Master of the Moon Essence Sword Sect, Wanyue.”

The Young Sect Master of the Moon Essence Sword Sect, Wanyue, had an extremely strong cultivation in the Sword Dao, path of the sword, and way of the sword. She was a famous female cultivator among her peers.

This woman had once fought Sun Jinshi of the Tai Yi Sword Sect and was invincible.

Some people said that Sun Jinshi had held back in this battle, while others said that Wanyue had not used her full strength in this battle.

However, no matter what, everyone knew that Wanyue’s sword cultivation was ranked at the top among the younger generation of the Western Frontier.

“Immortal Han, please receive the sword,” Wanyue shouted in a low voice, and the sword light behind Han Muye enveloped him.

The Full Moon Sword Technique was magnificent.

The sword light suppressed people with its power. Although it was a dark night, there was light.

The sword light moved, and so did Han Muye.

He turned, raised his sword, and cut off the light in front of him. Then he retreated dozens of feet.

Seeing his attack, Wanyue frowned and pointed with her sword.

Such methods are not worthy of the title of Immortal, she thought.

The full moon flashed and appeared above Han Muye’s head again.

This time, the moonlight was extremely cold.

The cold light froze Han Muye’s body and soul.

The full moon not only destroyed the body, but also shone on the soul.

Only Earth Realm Soul Awakening cultivators could use this strike.

Han Muye looked at the full moon, and images of sword light flashed in his mind.

“The power of the soul is activated with sword intent as the foundation. This strike is quite interesting.

“However, such a sword shouldn’t be something that a Soul Awakening realm cultivator can use. It’s best if it’s at the perfected Earth Realm!”

Han Muye narrowed his eyes and raised his hand. A sword light identical to the full moon above his head appeared.

Full moon!

This sword move stunned Wanyue.

Just by looking at one move, he could comprehend the key to this sword technique. Was there really such a talented person in the Sword Dao, path of the sword?

Was this the true standard of the Sword Dao, path of the sword, way of the sword?

Without hesitation, Wanyue extended her fingers and the full moon pressed down.

Han Muye’s full moon was shattered.

It turned out that he was just putting on airs.

Wanyue felt relieved.

That’s right. How could there be such a talented person in the world who could comprehend sword techniques after only watching it once? she thought.

“Hehe, a full moon is a loss. A full moon is not as good as a waning moon.”

At this moment, Han Muye’s voice sounded.

When the moon is full, it will decline!

One of Han Muye’s shattered moons was as bright as day, and the other was only a waning moon.

The bright moon emitted a light that was filled with the power of the soul, illuminating the void, making Wanyue’s moon tremble, as if it could not block the power inside.

The vibration of the moon also made Wanyue tremble. Her soul was affected and her vision blurred.

At this moment, her entire body turned cold and she subconsciously retreated.

But it was too late.

The waning moon arced beside her, passed under her armpit, brushed against her chest, and dissipated.

In the sky, the two full moons disappeared.

Wanyue stood where she was and stared at Han Muye.

Han Muye knew that this direct disciple of the Moon Essence Sword Sect would definitely find this outcome difficult to accept.

After all, he had used the sword technique of the Moon Essence Sword Sect to defeat Wanyue.

“Fairy Wanyue, your Moon Essence Sword Sect’s research on the Sword Dao is very profound. Whether it’s the Full Moon Sword Technique or the Broken Moon Sword Technique, they’re—”

Before Han Muye could finish speaking, Wanyue said indifferently, “Immortal Han, don’t you know that there are some parts of a woman’s body that can’t be touched?”

Touch??he wondered.

When did I touch her?

Didn’t I just cut a few sashes with my divine sense?

It’s quite, quite…

“Ahem, I’m sorry. I was rash.” Han Muye nodded, his expression unchanged. “I should have killed someone.”

Wanyue snorted and raised her hand to summon a gray robe to cover her body.

He had no choice. Han Muye’s sword had cut off some key parts of her clothes.

“Han Zhexian, my Moon Essence Sword Sect wants to return to the nine sects.” Wanyue wrapped her body and looked at Han Muye. “The previous disputes between our two sects can be written off.”

With that, she turned and left without waiting for Han Muye to speak.

She just wanted to convey an attitude.

A real deal was not something that she, Wanyue, and Han Muye could negotiate.

Originally, the Sect Master of the Moon Essence Sword Sect had asked Wanyue to protect Han Muye and return to the Nine Mystic Mountain.

Now, Wanyue really did not have the courage to stay.

The cold sword light brushed past her body, making her feel a little hot. It was better to leave quickly.

Why would this Immortal need outsiders to protect his Sword Dao, path of the sword, and way of the sword?

Seeing Wanyue leave, Han Muye shook his head and raised his hand. The black-robed old man sitting cross-legged in front of the bonfire turned into nothingness.

The old man’s body had already been completely devoured by resentment. What he saw now was just an empty shell.

Too lazy to stay where he was, Han Muye turned into a sword light and flew for a thousand miles before quietly landing on a cliff. Then he set up a protective array formation to hide his aura.

With pills and spiritual rocks in hand, spiritual light surrounded his body.