With a sword in hand, the sword light converged, and the nine-story sword tower behind it floated in the air.

Han Muye has one person, one sword and one tower, facing tens of thousands of phantoms.

"Hum—"

The sword light rose, and the sound of the sword groaned loudly.

Han Muye's sword shook, and all the long swords in the phantom hands shook.

Endless sword light converged on the long river, roaring and exploding, like a waterfall of stars, falling from the sky.

Han Muye stood in the center of the million-zhang battle platform, the golden nine-story sword tower above his head spinning, and the sword light swayed.

The long sword in his hand roared out with all the sword light.

Han Muye sat cross-legged slowly, the hilt of the sword in his hand loosened, and he was suspended in front of him.

His eyes were closed, and all the long swords around him collided with the phantoms.

Every sword is a swordsmanship.

Every sword is a kind of Taoism.

At this moment, Han Muye's strength alone controlled tens of thousands of long swords and commanded tens of thousands of swordsmanship.

The Sword Pavilion swirled lightly, and the sword light was endless, protecting Han Muye's body.

The nine-story Sword Pavilion, this is the treasure of the Zhenzong of the Sword Pavilion in the last three days, and it is the representative of the Sword Pavilion.

After ascending from the great power, there was no longer a nine-story sword pavilion in the Sword Pavilion, only Qi Yu controlled an eight-story sword pavilion in his hands.

Although the eighth and ninth floors are only separated by one floor, they are tens of millions of miles apart.

Ten eight-story sword pavilions were not as good as a nine-story sword pavilion.

The gap between them is the level, the cultivation perception, and the leap in the power of the sword.

"Nine-story Sword Pavilion, no wonder, no wonder ......" Looking at the nine-story sword tower shining on the battle platform, Qi Yu looked up to the sky and laughed.

No wonder Han Muye said that he had a relationship with the Sword Pavilion, but he was unwilling to enter the Sword Pavilion as a disciple.

No wonder the seven-layer Sword Pavilion in Han Muye's hand would be taken out as a reward for the kendo conference.

No wonder Han Muye took more care of the disciples of the Sword Pavilion.

It turned out that Han Muye was in charge of a nine-story sword pavilion in his hands!

In charge of the nine-story Sword Pavilion, he is naturally the person of the Sword Pavilion.

With the only nine-story Sword Pavilion in this realm, Han Muye's relationship with the Sword Pavilion could not be separated at all.

"Nine-story Sword Pavilion, is this the person we have been waiting for?" Behind Qi Yu, a Sword Pavilion elder spoke softly.

Everyone around him nodded slightly.

On the meteorite, everyone was staring at the million-foot stage.

"One man and ten thousand swords?" Someone muttered something from his mouth.

"It's a thousand swords and ten thousand laws." Someone looked at the swords and spoke softly.

Ten thousand swords, ten thousand laws.

There really are such characters in the world, who can read all the laws and cultivate all the swords!

"When—"

Swords strike.

It was the sound of a long sword colliding with the sword in the phantom's hand.

The swordsmanship displayed by the two swords is exactly the same.

On the battle platform, Han Muye sat cross-legged.

This sitting is three years.

In the past three years, everyone watched the sword light around him become more and more brilliant and magnificent.

One phantom after another was slashed by his sword light.

Use the same swordsmanship to defeat your own phantom.

Chop yourself.

Win yourself.

Every sword light shattered a phantom, and the momentum on Han Muye's body became stronger.

That every sword light is a sword technique, and it is a kind of magic.

For the cultivators who observe, seeing through a sword light is to obtain a lineage.

The battle on the stage is fascinating.

In the past three years, no one has been willing to miss a single thing.

Three years later, the sword light on Han Muye's body was so brilliant that people couldn't look at it directly.

In front of him, there were only three of the tens of thousands of phantoms left.

The strength of these three illusory shadows, each sword crossed thousands of feet, and the shattered space brought out by the sword light seemed to be about to break through the sealing formation on the battle platform.

The combat power of these three phantoms completely surpassed everyone's imagination.

That swordsmanship, between raising your hands and feet, is a means to destroy the world.

It's a pity that such a kendo has surpassed everyone's understanding.

Even Qi Yu, the former first person in swordsmanship, could only close his eyes.

Don't dare to look.

I'm afraid that after reading it, it will affect the Dao heart.

Jia Wu sat on top of the meteorite, his eyes shining brightly, and he didn't know what he was thinking.

Huang Lao Liu muttered in his mouth, only the fingers on his knees moved slightly.

"When—"

Twin sword strikes.

A long sword in front of Han Muye shattered.

At the moment when this sword shattered, the sword tower shook, and countless sword lights fell from the sky like meteors.

The sword light covers the sky and the sun, and merges into a long river.

Outside the Shen Mu Abyss, the cultivators sitting cross-legged on the meteorite stood up one by one.

Han Muye had never had such a sword.

Such a sword, not to mention the three phantoms, even if there are thousands of ways in front, it can't be stopped.

After this sword, it was the time when Han Muye broke through the stage!

"Boom-"

The three phantom swords swung and resisted with all their might, but after a hundred breaths, the sword light passed through.

The phantom dissipated, and the sword light roared like a long dragon, roaring into the sky.

The golden nine-story sword tower turned into ten thousand zhang, one hundred thousand zhang, Han Muye slowly stood up and looked up at the void in front of him.

"Boom-"

The torrent of sword light smashed through the light curtain barrier on the void, and then raged like a long dragon in the sinking wood abyss.

The sword light swayed, like a star.

The void was wrapped in sword light, and the entire Shenmu Abyss began to collapse, and countless pieces of rubble crashed towards all directions.

The million-zhang stage suspended in it slowly rises.

Golden streamers rushed out from the stage and downwards.

A stream of cyan immortal qi permeated the million-zhang high platform, wrapped around Han Muye's body, and collided with the golden nine-story sword tower.

The immortal aura is swirling, as if ascending to the immortal.

Han Muye's eyes revealed a bright halo.

Rewarding immortal energy on the stage allows practitioners to perceive the power of immortal energy in advance.

When you step into Ascension Terrace and enter the Spirit Pool, you will be able to adapt faster.

It seems that the strong person who can really pass through the Dharma Acting Platform will have the baptism of immortal energy in advance, and there will be no problem in crossing the Spirit Transformation Pool.

As for those cultivators who came later, if they didn't pass through the Dharma Arena with their own combat power, and without the gift and reward of immortal qi, many of them would fall in the Spirit Transformation Pool.

"Boom-"

The million-zhang exercise platform wrapped in sword light was divided again, turning into the previous tens of thousands of ten-zhang battle platforms.

Han Muye's body was full of aura and immortal energy, and he stepped out and landed on the meteorite.

Above him, a dark golden halo flickered.

This halo is the same as the defensive formation streamer on the magic platform in front of you.

"Sword Master." Qi Yu stepped forward and bowed towards Han Muye.

He looked up at the slowly rotating nine-story sword tower behind Han Muye, his eyes full of joy.

Several other Sword Pavilion elders also stepped forward and bowed.

"I'll go to the Sword Pavilion when I have the chance." Han Muye nodded, raised his hand and waved, and the nine-story sword tower disappeared.

He arched his hands in all directions, and his body moved, and he was already off the meteorite.

After penetrating the Dharma Stage, the Dharma Stage reappeared in the cultivation world, and there was no need for him to stay here any longer.

Seeing Han Muye leave, all the top powerhouses in this world had complicated faces.

With an incomparable talent, Han Muye surpassed everyone and became the first person in this world.

This first-person identity may not be able to fully represent combat power, but this is potential and talent, and as long as it does not fall, it will inevitably be able to suppress the existence of this world.

"If this one wants to rebuild the Divine Court, what should we do?"

A Taoist in a green robe turned his head and looked at the people around him.

I don't know.

At this moment, many people were silent.

Han Muye, such a strong man with unforged determination and overwhelming combat power, has Tianxuan, Medicine Valley, and Sword Pavilion behind him.

No one knew that if Han Muye wanted to rebuild the Divine Court, who would be able to stop it.

Endless Celestial Venerable?

When everyone looked back, they no longer saw the figure of the Endless Heavenly Venerable.

"Haha, the Fa stage, if you can have this experience, your cultivation in this life will be in vain." A black-shirted sword slender man with a long sword in his hand laughed and flew towards the re-divided stage in front of him.

The other cultivators also smiled and rushed to the battle platform.

Ten years of impact, three years of observation, everyone who came here has gained a lot.

The harvest of this trip is to be able to reinvent all of them, so that those of them who are already standing at the pinnacle of their own cultivation can break through and go further.

It is a sin to waste every inch of such an opportunity.

"Boom-"

The light brought by the sword light and spells shone in the sky above the Shen Mu Yuan, which had turned into a chaotic pile of stones.

At this time, in the void, beside Han Muye, Jia Wu stood there with an indifferent face.

"When I return to the Endless Sea this time, I will gather the power needed by the Ten Thousand Worlds Great Array."

Jia Wu's eyes flashed with a deep ghostly light.

"You tell me how long it will take to complete the activation of the teleportation array to the immortal realm."

This was a deal between Han Muye and Endless Heavenly Venerable.

Endless Heavenly Venerable helped Han Muye repair the Great Array of Ten Thousand Realms, and Han Muye made a move to set up a formation that could pass through and enter the Immortal Realm.

It's a two-way thing.

As for the time spent looking for the Dharma Arena this time, it was just to ensure that the Sword Cultivation Conference was held.

At the same time, it is also to prove that Han Muye has the inheritance of the Ancient Divine Court in his hands.

Now that Han Muye has proved himself, it is necessary for the Endless Heavenly Venerable to come up with the power that can repair and stimulate the Great Array of Ten Thousand Realms.

"Senior, rest assured, as long as the Ten Thousand Realms Great Array is activated, I will be able to use the power of the Ten Thousand Realms Great Array to reverse the formation and open up the way to the Immortal Realm."

Han Muye's face was indifferent, and he spoke softly.

Jia Wu nodded, and his figure dispersed in place.

Han Muye sighed lightly, turned into sword light, and disappeared in the void.

Although he has penetrated the stage, it only shows that he has unparalleled potential and talent.

Compared to Endless Heavenly Venerable, it doesn't mean that he has an absolute chance of winning.

The power of the Endless Sea, unfathomable.

The news of the reappearance of the Dharma Stage in the cultivation world has already spread all over the world, and in the past ten years, countless practitioners have been waiting, waiting for the news that the Dharma Stage has really been penetrated.

Those doubts about Han Muye have long since died down.

In fact, since ten years ago, everything that happened on the stage has been quickly transmitted and circulated throughout the cultivation world.

After all, having controlled the Wuyang Pavilion, Han Muye was able to control the public opinion he needed.

All the sword cultivators in the world were waiting, waiting for the moment when the Dharma Acting Platform was penetrated.

After that, the progress on the stage can almost be live-streamed.

Every few days, how the elders of the various sects on the stage progressed, and which great master advanced by leaps and bounds, all became the talk of the world's cultivation circles.

The rankings based on the progress on the stage also change in real time.

The major sects also clashed with each other in the open and dark because of the ranking on the Dharma platform.

Just from three years ago, all the rankings solidified.

Because since three years ago, even the rivalry between Tianxuan Han Xiang and Endless Sea Endless Heavenly Venerable has stopped.

At the last level of the Dharma stage, Tianxuan Han Muye stepped into the last level!

Almost everyone in the cultivation world was waiting for Han Muye to break through the last level of the Dharma stage.

And so on, that is, three years.

"Senior brother. You're so amazing, you broke through the last level. In the wing room of the small courtyard of the Medicine Valley, Mu Wan's white arm with a flushed face hung on Han Muye's neck, and he gasped and spoke.

Han Muye smiled and said in a low voice, "Why don't we wear it again?" ”

……

The news that the Dharma Acting Platform had been broken came back, a few days later than Han Muye's return to the Medicine Valley.

The void is flying, and there are probably not many people who can outpace him.

He can also have a few days of wandering around in the small courtyard of Medicine Valley.

When the Dharma stage was broken through, the strong people from all sides gathered, and then rushed to the Dharma stage, and the news came that the cultivation world was jubilant.

Where's the stage?

How do I get to the stage?

What kind of people are qualified to be on stage?

Countless people are gearing up and asking around.

Legends about the Dharma Acting Platform have been flying all over the world, and countless practitioners who have fallen into a bottleneck regard it as a holy place for breakthroughs.

Many people have the idea of going bankrupt and going on the stage once.

The idea quickly converged into an obsession.

"Han Xiang, it's better to be blocked, or open the stage in advance." Xu Wei, who returned by flying boat, met Han Muye, and the first thing he said was to ask Han Muye to open the stage.

He may be one of the few cultivators in this world who is not interested in the Dharma Stage.

He has great confidence in his own cultivation perception, and in the past ten years, Xu Wei has not been on the stage once.

In this way, he sees it more thoroughly than outsiders.

That's why he made a suggestion at this time.

"Hehe, when the Divine Court did not collapse, the Dharma Acting Platform was opened every hundred years, and every time it opened, it was a grand event in the cultivation world."

Duan Chengzi said softly with a hint of remembrance on his face.

"But those who had the opportunity to step onto the stage back then were at least in the realm of Dao Ancestors."

Dao Ancestor?

In today's cultivation world, how many Dao Ancestors are there in total?

At this time, most of the masters of the Saint Realm were on the Dharma stage, and Dao Ancestor Tianzun was just a little bit.

"What conditions do it take for the powerful juniors of all parties in the Divine Court back then, the juniors of the Divine Court's official honors, to be on the stage?"

Han Muye turned his head to look at Gao Xiaoxuan.

Gao Xiaoxuan is a literary song, and he was in charge of the hundred officials of the Divine Court back then, so he has a clear understanding of these things.

"Ten top-grade spirit stones." Gao Xiaoxuan said.

So cheap?

Han Muye muttered in his heart.

But think about it, since they are all their own people, it is impossible to set the price too high.

"Isn't this price too expensive?" Xu Wei frowned and asked in a low voice.

Ten top-grade spirit stones, maybe nothing in ancient times.

But now, there are only a handful of people in the entire cultivation world who can come up with so many top-grade spirit stones.

"Then reduce the price tenfold."

"But there must be rules."

Han Muye looked at the people in the main hall, and his eyes revealed a deep divine light.

The elders of the Five Sheep Pavilion looked up at him, their faces full of joy.

The doorway for Han Muye to make money in his hands is basically handed over to Wuyang Pavilion to take care of.

For these people in Wuyang Pavilion, how much they earn is secondary.

The most important thing is the happiness of making money, as well as getting Han Muye's trust.

"Open up the 3,000-seat Dharma performance stage, and everyone in the cultivation world can take the stage."

"Every time you step on the stage, you need a top-grade spirit stone, or an equivalent treasure."

"Below the Heavenly Realm, there is only one chance to go on stage."

"Above the Heavenly Realm, there are three chances."

"Above the half-saint, the opportunity is not limited, but it takes an interval of ten years before you can perform on the stage again."

Han Muye said one by one the conditions for opening the stage.

Everyone below hurriedly recorded, and several Wuyang Pavilion elders didn't dare to miss a word.

After Han Muye finished speaking, he looked at Duan Chengzi.

"Senior, has the teleportation array on the side leading to Shen Mu Yuan been sorted out?"