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However, seeing Huang Zhihu standing to the side, Han Muye still took out a magic weapon sword and various spirit materials and elixirs, which he had stored in a small bag, and handed it over to Huang Zhihu.

Huang Six wanted to play the role of a strict father, but that was his own business. He couldn’t control how much his adoptive daughter’s biological father doted on her, could he?

Yunduan smacked her lips enviously.

As expected, he was still a good father.

“Sixth Brother, this Social Stability Map is a supreme treasure. It’s just that it’s contaminated with resentment, so it’s difficult to unleash much of its power.

“Let’s see if you can refine it with your demonic techniques.”

Han Muye took out the scroll he had obtained from guarding Zhou Bangyu in the Divine Court Treasury and handed it to Huang Six.

Treasure.

There were not many treasures in the world that could be called supreme treasures.

Huang Six reached out to take the scroll and checked it with his divine sense. He frowned.

The retracted demonic intent on his body suddenly rose, and a demon dragon roared as it rushed into the scroll.

In an instant, the entire area of three thousand miles was engulfed by a demonic aura, and the chilling power seemed to be devouring the entire world.

The Demon Dragon slowly unfurled the scroll.

The mountains and rivers on the scroll transformed into demon dragons.

The Social Stability Map turned into a Demon Dragon Painting.

“Okay.”

“Good treasure.

Holding the scroll, Huang Six’s eyes flickered.

“With this treasure, I can unleash 100 times my combat strength. Even a Divine Venerable can be killed.”

Speaking of this, he grabbed the scroll and said, “Why don’t I kill that Dark Shadow Divine Venerable?”

I had just invested in him. How can he cut it off? Han Muye thought.

He shook his head and said, “Brother, you should refine this treasure properly and familiarize yourself with the profundities.

“As for other things, just let nature take its course.”

Hearing his words, Huang Six laughed and put away the scroll.

“Alright, I understand.”

Obviously, Zhao Zhenghe was also part of Han Muye’s plan.

Seeing Han Muye fly away, Huang Six shook his head.

When he was in the Sword Pavilion, Han Muye was the kind of person who was good at socializing and his reputation spread throughout the Nine Mystic Mountain.

In his opinion, this method was not bad, but was it really useful against an Almighty who stood at the peak of this world?

“Let’s go. I’ll bring you to find a few more sword experts to train you.” Huang Six looked at Huang Zhihu and Yunduan and waved his hand.

Ignoring how Han Muye arranged things, he decided to spend more time with his own daughter. After all, if a real battle broke out, he would give it his all.

With his strength as a Heaven Trampler and the treasure in his hand, he believed that few people could harm him.

Han Muye flew away. In just a moment, he found the Seven-Story Sword Tower scattered in the corner of a meteorite.

However, there were already eight cultivators in front of the Sword Tower.

The sword tower shone with a green light. If he wanted to seize the sword tower, he had to disperse the light.

Without the Heart Refining Technique, he could only use brute force.

At this moment, the eight sword cultivators made their moves, clashing their swords against the flowing light in front of them, causing fragments of green light to overflow.

Seeing Han Muye arrive, the eight people were stunned at first, then looked at each other.

“Fellow Daoist, since you’re here, let’s see who gets a share. Let’s work together to break this pavilion. If there’s any treasure, we’ll rely on our luck,” a Daoist in a black robe said softly.

The light of his sword in hand kept shining, colliding repeatedly with a streak of green light.

“That’s right. When the Divine Court Treasury opens, all the treasures are obtained by chance.”

“Since I’ve seen it, it’s an opportunity.”

The surrounding people also spoke up.

It was obvious that they treated this seven-story sword tower as a storage container for treasures.

Han Muye pondered for a moment, nodded, and then flew forward. He raised his hand to draw out the sword in the sword box and thrust it forward with a single strike.

This sword light was also resplendent, and the power it displayed was similar to that of those people.

They were all Divine Transformation Realm powerhouses.

The eight of them looked at each other and let out sighs of relief.

“Everyone, give it your all! If a few more people come, there may not be enough treasures to go around,” said the Daoist who had spoken earlier, as he swiftly thrust his sword forward.

The others increased their speed and power by 30 percent.

In fact, if breaking through the Seven-Story Sword Tower could be accomplished with such methods alone, the Sword Pavilion would not have become the leader of the Sword Dao in the Upper Three Heavens.

The swords of these eight individuals clashed only with the residual power of the formations outside the Sword Tower.

In the eyes of these eight individuals, they thought they were breaking through the defenses of the Sword Tower.

Han Muye thrust his sword, and a faint immortal pattern, invisible to outsiders, flickered on the blade. The sword pierced through the green light and collided with the Sword Tower, leaving behind a trace of immortal pattern.

At the bottom of the Sword Tower, a faint spiritual light rose up.

The spiritual light was so faint that no one paid attention to it.

Han Muye thrust his sword, then retracted it and followed up with another sword technique.

He was able to refine a nine-story Sword Tower, so refining a seven-story tower was a piece of cake.

The sword light penetrated into the Sword Tower, and the bottom level of the tower slowly lit up..

In the eyes of the other people, Han Muye was deliberately hiding his identity and strength by displaying various sword techniques.

These sword techniques were not particularly advanced, and their power was not particularly strong.

They were also happy to see Han Muye hiding his strength. After all, when it came to opening this kind of treasure, whoever contributed the most would have the most opportunities to benefit in the end.

The others didn’t reveal anything and continued to swing their swords in silence.

Unknowingly, three levels of the Sword Tower had already lit up.

Everyone was even more delighted. They lowered their heads and swung their swords even faster.

“Buzz!”

The fourth level of the Sword Tower lit up.

The Daoist who was swinging his sword suddenly changed his expression and shouted in a low voice, “Quick, someone’s coming!”

“There are people coming, not just one person,” he added.

Dozens of figures flew over quickly.

These people were all shining with spiritual light and were clearly all powerful individuals.

Most of them were interweaving the power of the Great Dao, and the power of karma was protecting their bodies.

Half-Sages.

The eight Divine Transformation Realm sword cultivators held their swords tightly and turned around to watch these powerful individuals flying towards them warily.

They knew that they could not withstand the power of these individuals.

The battle for the treasure was not going to be an easy one.

When it came to choosing between the treasure and one’s life, it wasn’t always a matter of choice, but rather a matter of necessity.

It was a matter of life and death.

At this moment, Han Muye did not look back, but instead waved his sword lightly, sending a series of sword lights crashing into the sword tower.

The fourth level of the sword tower lit up, and Han Muye had already gained control over more than half of the tower.

With no one else trying to take it from him, he had become the master of the sword tower, and only needed to slowly refine it.

At most, he was unable to fully unleash the power of the sword tower for the time being.

“Boom!”

With a loud roar, a hundred-zhang blade light slashed down from afar.

The Half-Sages and Divine Transformation Realm experts all looked grim and dared not turn around as a loud rumble resounded and a hundred-foot-long blade light slashed down from a distance.

With a flash, they flew away again.

Gone.

The eight sword cultivators standing with swords in their hands looked a little confused on their faces..

They left just like that?

“It’s Dark Shadow Divine Venerable!” Someone cried out.

The blade light dissipated and three faceless secret guards appeared. Then, a figure slowly emerged, who else but Zhao Zhenghe, Dark Shadow HDivine Venerable?

“Seven-Story Sword Tower?” Zhao Zhenghe glanced at the Sword Tower wrapped in green light, slightly stunned.

As a Divine Venerable of the Immortal Source World, it was natural for Zhao Zhenghe to recognize the Sword Tower.

This seven-story Sword Tower was a treasure, and only a few powerful figures possessed a Sword Tower, even among the Sword Towers.

Having this Seven-layered Sword Tower is a good choice whether for one’s own cultivation or to exchange for treasures in the Sword Tower, thought Zhao Zhenghe.

He took a step forward.

The eight sword cultivators’ faces turned pale, and they all stepped back.

The only one who did not move was Han Muye.

Han Muye continued facing the Sword Tower, and waving his long sword.

As Zhao Zhenghe took another step forward, the eight sword cultivators’ faces turned grim, and they quickly retreated and flew away.

Treasure or life?

Of course it was life.

Zhao Zhenghe chuckled and his gaze landed on Han Muye’s back, who was still swinging his sword.

He frowned when he saw the white sword case.

“Clang—”

The Sword Tower shook, and the fifth level lit up brightly.

“Why aren’t you exploring for treasures? Are you interested in my Sword Tower?”

Han Muye did not turn around and stabbed out again.

Zhao Zhenghe’s body stiffened.

Han Muye.

Just say that this back view was familiar.

He glanced at the sword tower with a shimmering green light and a hint of regret appeared on his face.

The thing is good, but unfortunately…

It was impossible for him to snatch the treasure from Han Muye.

Not to mention the opportunity Han Muye had given him previously, he could not see through Han Muye.

Dark Shadow Divine Venerable, who had always been cautious, never did anything he wasn’t confident in.

“Please, Minister Han.”

Zhao Zhenghe laughed and led the faceless secret guards away.

He triggered the sound of wind and thunder, causing explosions. He vented his anger on the fellows who were fleeing in front of him.

Han Muye smiled and shook his head. The sword in his hand shone brightly as he stabbed forward.

“Boom!”

Spiritual lights scattered outside the sword tower.

The seven-story sword tower trembled and flickered, and sword qi rumbled.