Chapter 897 - 897 Divine Court Treasury, Nine-Story Sword Pavilion (2)

897 Divine Court Treasury, Nine-Story Sword Pavilion (2)

However, it could be used as a demonic treasure.

If this thing fell into Huang Six’s hands, even suppressing a Divine Venerable would be easy for him.

After putting away the two treasures, Han Muye finally looked around.

The immortal pattern in his palm vibrated, and the halo circulated throughout the entire treasury. All the dust dissipated, and the immortal light and spiritual qi intertwined, translucent and crystal clear, as if they had come to life.

The endless spiritual light shone, blinding Daoist Dayan.

“This place is great, really great.”

A trace of dullness could be seen in Daoist Dayan’s eyes as he muttered to himself.

This was exactly the kind of place he had been longing for…

“Wuyuan Sand, Three River Jade, Nine Spirits Crane Cry Iron…

“Rolling Spirit Pearl, Broken Gold Water, White Feather Jintang Blood…”

Looking at each label, touching each treasure, Daoist Dayan felt like he could stay in this place for a lifetime.

Han Muye shook his head, walked to the long table, bowed towards the remains of Zhou Bangyu, and then raised his hand to make a gesture. An immortal pattern wrapped around it, turning it into a green bead which he then put away.

Zhou Bangyu had said that if Han Muye went to the immortal realm, he would take him to see it.

After putting away the remains, Han Muye picked up the books and scrolls on the long table.

There were formations sealing them, and after hundreds of thousands of years, the books and scrolls in this divine treasure trove were still well preserved.

Of course, the books and scrolls themselves, with their soft and delicate touch, were treasures.

As he opened the books and scrolls, he could see that they contained records of various treasures that were collected in the Divine Court Treasury.

As the guardian of the treasure trove, Zhou Bangyu naturally had the general record of all the treasures here.

The entire treasury was divided into twelve areas, each with various grades, separated by formations that could shatter and separate at critical moments.

For the complete formation protection, it required guidance from immortal qi, as well as the correct method to activate the formations. Otherwise, 90 percent of the treasures in the treasure trove would be damaged.

The books and scrolls on the long table not only recorded the treasures collected in each area, but also Zhou Bangyu’s hand-drawn maps of scattered locations.

There were a total of 3.56 million treasures of various grades in this treasure trove.

The lowest level was the supreme-grade spiritual rock, with a total of 500,000 pieces.

From the records, 500,000 supreme spiritual rocks should be a collection of rare treasures from each of the treasure troves.

500,000 supreme-grade spiritual rocks were completely enough for cultivation.

Han Muye looked happy.

“Nine-Story Sword Tower?” In the treasury, an immortal treasure second only to the supreme treasure caught Han Muyu’s attention.

He scanned with divine sense and sensed the appearance of the Nine-Story Sword Tower recorded in the book.

The nine-story tower was shining with spiritual light and sword energy, and in each level, there was a sword-mending platform for nurturing sword artifacts.

Isn’t this the Nine-Story Sword Pavilion?

As his divine sense swept over, Han Muye discovered that there were four Nine-Story Sword Towers and several Seven-Story ones in the Divine Palace Treasury, but only one Nine-Story Sword Tower remained now.

“General Shao Yuan.

“Divine Venerable Duan Chengzi.”

There was another one that Han Muye did not find a record of receiving the sword tower.

He didn’t know if it had been deliberately erased or if there were other reasons.

“So, the strong person in charge of the Nine-Story Sword Tower in the Upper Three Heavens is either Divine Venerable Duan Chengzi or General Shao Yuan, or their successors, and of course, it is also possible that it is the third person.”

It was not difficult to find out who it was. The first two had Divine Court backgrounds, and there must be people who knew them.

Moreover, there were records of the other seven-story sword towers receiving it.

“Interesting. According to the records, a seven-story sword tower was handed over to the treasury under the care of Dang Wuyou.”

The Seven-Story Sword Tower was already was the pinnacle of spiritual treasures. Its sword tempering and sword Dao force could match that of a Divine Venerable.

If the Nine-Story Sword Tower of the Upper Three Heavens did not appear, then the great swordsmen who presided over the Seven-Story Tower would suppress the Sword Dao of the Immortal Source World.

Putting away the book, Han Muye turned to look ahead.

Daoist Dayan was excitedly searching around, taking note of various treasures.

“I’m rich, I’m really rich this time…”

Daoist Dayan muttered to himself, clutching several treasures tightly, his eyes filled with a hazy color.

Han Muyeo ignored him and simply moved his body, pa.s.sing through layers of wooden frames and landing in front of a 30-foot-high platform.

Above that platform, a golden spiritual light locked the nine-story sword tower, which was five feet tall and three feet in diameter.

Han Muye had refined the Three-Story Sword Pavilion in the Nine Mystic Mountain and the Six Stalwart Pavilion on Scattered Stars Island.

The Nine-Story Sword Tower looked the same as the Three-Story Sword Pavilion and the Six Stalwart Pavilion, but the sword aura that shimmered on it was much clearer and concentrated.

When Han Muye was refining the Six Stalwart Pavilion, he had seen the Nine-Story Sword Pavilion controlled by a powerful being in the Upper Three Heavens.

It looked exactly like the tower in front of him now.

There was a description about the sword tower in front of the high platform.

The Nine-Story Sword Tower was a sword cultivation inheritance of the Nine Element Immortal Sect in the Immortal Realm. It belonged to a practice that could directly enter the Immortal Realm along with the 37 immortal realm inheritances of the Divine Court.

Within this Nine-Story Sword Tower, there was a storage of all kinds of sword cultivation methods in the world. When the cultivation was perfected, one could use this to ascend to the Immortal Platform and directly enter the Immortal Realm, becoming a disciple of the Immortal Sect.

There were 38 inheritances in the Divine Court. Including the direct disciples of the Divine Emperor, there were a total of 39. Every one of them said that they could enter the Immortal Realm directly.

However, for countless years, no great cultivator has returned from the Immortal Realm after ascending to the Immortal Platform.

There wasn’t even a single bit of information returned from the Immortal Realm.

No one knew whether these Immortal Realm inheritances were true or false, and whether they could really enter the Immortal Realm sect.

Han Muye took a step onto the high platform and raised his hand to touch the light shield.

The golden imprint in his palm shattered the light shield, and his palm touched the Nine-Story Sword Tower.

Sword light flickered, and Han Muye’s figure was instantly submerged in sword shadows.

Countless swords stabbed towards him.

“Buzz!”

Without hesitation, he flew the long sword out of the sword box behind his back. With both swords in his hands, the sword shadows flew around, and all the incoming swords were blocked by the sword edges.

Within three feet, he was invincible.

The two swords turned into a halo of light, and no sword light could penetrate within three feet in front of him.

At this moment, Han Muye’s eyes shone with brilliance.

The sword intent left behind by the countless previous residents of the Nine-Story Sword Tower were all the sword techniques that dominated the world in the ancient times.

At this moment, he seemed to be fighting with countless ancient sword cultivators. Amidst the flashing sword light, he figured out a set of ancient sword techniques that had been pa.s.sed down for generations.

All the sword techniques in the world had their own origins.

The more sword techniques Han Muye comprehended, the more powerful he became, and the sword Dao flowed freely in his hands.

“Dang, dang, dang—”

The shattered sword lights. .h.i.t the sword tower, and the tower slowly lit up.

Daoist Dayan, who was searching for treasures in the distance looked up and then widened his eyes, watching Han Muye’s long sword slowly pressing against the sword light of the tower and constantly striking back.

“This fellow is a sword maniac…”

Daoist Dayan muttered to himself, then turned to look elsewhere.

The dazzling sword light was almost blinding his eyes.

He didn’t know that his master’s sword technique had already surpa.s.sed his ability to perceive.

He didn’t know what else he could do to help his master besides being somewhat useful in finding treasures.

Will I be abandoned again like I was by Sword Venerable Yuan Tian when I was abandoned with the sword?

Feeling a little disappointed, Daoist Dayan looked down at the wooden frame in front of him.

On the wooden rack, a green and yellow light flickered.

“If I could refine this treasure, the power of the earth attribute will have unexpected changes…” Daoist Dayan’s eyes brightened as he quietly reached out his hand.

On the distant high platform, the first level of the Sword Tower in front of Han Muye was already fully lit.

Han Muye could feel that he had gained some control over this Nine-Story Sword Tower.

It became much closer to him.

The sword lights in his hand continued to transform from pa.s.sive defense to active attack.

The sword shadows were dazzling, and each sword strike on the Sword Tower could produce resonance.

The speed at which the Sword Tower was lit also became faster and faster.

From the basic sword moves of stabbing, sweeping, and chopping to the Sword Dao that integrated sword intent, controlled time and s.p.a.ce, and even to the sword technique of breaking and standing…

The second level of the Sword Tower lit up.

The third level of the Sword Tower lit up.

…

The light rising from the eighth level of the Sword Tower suddenly stopped.

One more inch and the entire Sword Tower would have been lit up to the ninth level.

But at this moment, Han Muye’s dual swords slowly stopped.

He had already used all the sword techniques he had learned.

Looking at the Sword Tower that was so close yet distant in front of him, a halo of light shone in Han Muye’s eyes.

If others could refine the Sword Tower to the ninth level, why couldn’t he, Han Muye?

The sword was raised.