บท 1754: Transcendent in the Eternal Realm

"Boom—"

The sword light converged and slashed down with a roar.

Han Muye was a sword cultivator.

Ever since he set foot on the Nine Mystic Mountain and became a Sword Caretaker in the Sword Pavilion, he had always identified himself as a sword cultivator.

Though he cultivated his physical strength and alchemy, crafted artifacts, and even practiced lightning techniques, his swordsmanship was always fundamental.

The sharpness of the world all resided within a single sword.

All cultivation was no match for this three-foot-long blade.

In the vast universe of the Primordial Era, Han Muye's swordsmanship had already reached its peak.

He had never drawn his sword since entering the Galaxy Universe.

This time, when he acted, it was with full force.

The sword of the divine soul merged with the black longsword transformed from the true spirit bone in his hand. As he swung down, Han Muye slowly retracted his sword.