From-DIDIDA Novels
963 Intercepted, Han Muye Slashes Three Sages with a Single Strike! (2)
Han Muye’s gaze fell upon these people, and he chuckled, “Do you want spiritual rocks or treasures?”
His words made the crowd slightly stunned.
So straightforward?
Before the leader could respond, Han Muye shook his head, “I really can’t understand. Just for a few spiritual rocks and treasures, you’re willing to offend the Sword Pavilion. Are you not taking the Sword Pavilion seriously?”
Upon hearing his words, the leader burst into laughter and pointed at Han Muye, “I knew you would use the Sword Pavilion as a scapegoat.
“But the Guangyuan Sword Sect won’t fall for that.
“We rebellious sword cultivators don’t follow the Sword Pavilion’s commands.”
The smile on his face disappeared, and the Daoist stared coldly at Han Muye, “Besides, you’re not a disciple of the Sword Pavilion. The Sword Pavilion wouldn’t go to great lengths for an outsider like you at a time like this.”
As his words fell, a faint spiritual light and sword aura converged on the cultivators behind him.
In the distance, the sound of thunderous explosions grew louder, indicating an intense battle with Zhao Yu and the others.
This sound caused the frowning of the people here.
“Guangyuan Sword Sect?” Han Muye’s face revealed a playful smile.
“You, a mere cultivator from beyond the realm, wouldn’t know about my Guangyuan Sword Sect,” a Daoist with a long sword on his back said as the sword aura fluctuated around him. He stared at Han Muye, “In your eyes, I’m afraid you only see the Sword Pavilion.”
He raised his hand, drawing the long sword behind his back. The sword aura condensed into a line and slashed towards the flying ship and Han Muye on it.
In this sword strike, there was a display of sword intent.
But not much.
Just a cultivator at the third level of the Golden Core realm.
Han Muye shook his head, and the smile on his face disappeared.
“Boom!”
The soaring sword intent suddenly erupted, and the sword radiance pierced through the empty space for thousands of feet!
Surrounded by an icy chill that seemed unchanging throughout eternity, it shook people’s hearts and left them unable to control themselves.
This sword intent was like towering peaks, directly shattering the oncoming sword radiance.
The sword cultivator who made the attack widened his eyes, trembling all over, unable to even stay afloat.
Han Muye spoke lightly, raising his hand to gather the shattered sword radiance into his hand. Sword energy surged as images appeared in his mind.
He shifted his gaze to the other pale-faced cultivators. “It’s one thing not to fear the might of the Sword Pavilion, but daring to provoke the Guangyuan Sword Sect as well, truly seeking death.”
He didn’t make a move, only the sword radiance in the void resounded with a long tremor.
Those few sword cultivators turned pale, trembling all over, blood dripping from their mouths.
Their sword spirits were shaken, causing their sword hearts to collapse. This punishment was not too severe, but it prevented them from further advancing in their cultivation for the rest of their lives.
“Let me guess, who’s bold enough to intercept me in front of the Sword Pavilion?”
From within the longsword of the sword cultivator, one could only see that he himself was now a lone practitioner who had already reached the collapsed Fifth Heavenly Realm. The others were of similar status.
As for the leaders, their identities were completely unknown.
Those people recruited them, only saying that they wanted to intercept a fat lamb and would provide them with sufficient benefits.
Anyway, in the current chaos, seizing opportunities was the key.
Currently, there are countless individuals involved in such activities in the void.
Han Muye deduced the identities of the leaders from several details in the scene.
Five Sheep Pavilion.
“Apart from Yuling Dao Sect, who else in the Upper Three Heavens would dare to directly confront the Sword Pavilion in interception?” Han Muye spoke softly.
Yuling Dao Sect!
The eyes of those few sword cultivators flickered with joy.
They had made the right bet.
They had dared to lead them in intercepting the person protected by the Sword Pavilion, so they must not be ordinary people.
By clinging to the Yuling Dao Sect, their future prospects were boundless, with endless opportunities.
A hint of amusement flashed across the face of the leading Daoist, but before he could speak, he heard Han Muye’s voice again, “However, the Yuling Sect would not resort to such covert tactics.”
The Yuling Dao Sect was the number one sect in the Daoist community and had no grievances with the Sword Pavilion. If they really wanted to make a move and intercept, why would they hide like this?
With one sentence, Han Muye froze the smile on the Daoist’s face.
The others were also stunned.
“Among the Upper Three Heavens, who dares to engage in actions without taking responsibility, using covert tactics to provoke conflicts, fishing for benefits, and taking advantage of others? There is only one sect that fits this description, right?”
Han Muye shook his head and said softly, “Junior Sister, care to take a guess?”
His words made Mu Wan cover her mouth and laugh.
“Senior Brother, is there even a need to guess?”
“It must be the Five Sheep Pavilion.”
“The fact that you sell those teas in the Medicine Valley has made them extremely jealous.”
Five Sheep Pavilion!
The few sword cultivators looked at the people in front of them.
There was no need to guess.
The fluctuations in their aura and the changes in their expressions had already exposed everything.
People who dabbled in the cultivation and business path were like this, seemingly cunning but actually of poor character.
Having their identities exposed, they immediately panicked.
“Hmph, bluffing.” The leading Daoist no longer concealed his killing intent, and spiritual radiance erupted from his body.
The radiance shone brightly and clashed with Han Muye’s sword radiance, creating a magnificent collision.
This was an extremely powerful grand cultivator!
Just the brilliance of his spiritual radiance already surpassed human comprehension, forming its own realm.
A Half-Sage, and a strong one among Half-Sage.
“Buzz!”
Spiritual radiance also rose from another Daoist in a green robe.
Immediately after, sword radiance emanated from another sword cultivator.
Three Half-Sage cultivators!
This was a real interception!
The faces of the bystander cultivators were filled with fear, their legs trembling.
What were they doing in the battle where three Half-Sages intercepted?
Did they have the qualifications to participate?
After cultivating for hundreds of years, they weren’t foolish. They instantly understood the reason.
They were just scapegoats.
Their corpses were used as scapegoats.
Despair appeared on their faces.
When Han Muye was slain, they would meet their death as well!
“Take action, lest the night grows long with many dreams.” The leading Daoist shouted lowly, manipulating the spiritual radiance in his hand to form a long whip of greenish-gray color, directly entangling towards the flying ship.