Maximum Comprehension: Taking Care of Swords In A Sword Pavilion

965 A Millennium at a Glance

The desolate world transformed into a bustling paradise, with palaces stretching endlessly and the radiance of celestial beings illuminating the distant lands.

A millennium at a glance!

Mu Wan widened her eyes and covered her mouth with one hand, looking at everything in front of her in disbelief.

What kind of power is capable of reversing the flow of time and space?

“Let’s go and see what that Sword Dao cultivator looked like before he died,” Han Muye said softly as he reached out to hold Mu Wan’s hand.

The two flew side by side, the scenery around them changing rapidly, while the cultivators passing by paid them no attention.

“An illusion?” Zhao Yu and the others behind also noticed this situation, frowning and whispering.

“Perhaps it’s an illusion, but to incorporate an entire dead and silent star into the illusion, such methods have never been heard of in the world.” The swordsman in the blue robe beside Zhao Yu spoke with a solemn expression and a low voice.

An illusion array with a radius of 100 miles would consume a lot of energy.

A star as the foundation of the formation?

It was truly unimaginable.

“Let’s go, keep up.” Zhao Yu spoke in a deep voice, his eyes fixed on the front.

He was pragmatic, choosing not to dwell on what he couldn’t comprehend.

Actually, his choice was right.

In fact, even if Han Muye personally told them that this was a reversal of time, reenacting the glory of this star tens of thousands of years ago, they still wouldn’t understand.

Controlling time was too distant for them.

Not only them, but also the experts trailing behind them.
Faced with the sudden changes in the world, they eventually concluded that this was an incredibly powerful illusion.

Many people immediately flew into a panic, attempting to escape from this star.

However, they soon discovered that no matter how they tried to flee, they couldn’t leave the star’s boundaries.

This made the cultivators stranded on the star to panic.

Time was connected to space.
Han Muye turned back time and naturally used the power of space to seal the stars, preventing the power of time rewind from dissipating.

In other words, this starry space was really an isolated place from the outside world.

A mighty figure who could break through the power of time and space had long ascended to the Immortal World.

“This is the place where an ancient cultivator died in seclusion.
It’s normal to have a backup plan.
However, such a grand illusion array is probably filled with endless danger.” A white-bearded elder had a complicated expression and a solemn expression.

A group of Daoist cultivators in green robes gathered in front of a mountain range.
They looked at the continuous pavilions and were extremely nervous.

The sect was magnificent.
It was actually the base of a powerful sect.

Illusion Formation.

Fortunately, the senior explained that this was an illusionary formation, not a real existence.

Otherwise, just this sect alone could annihilate everyone present.

“You’re right, senior.
This is an illusionary formation.
Let’s all be careful and set aside our pursuit of treasures for now.” Several middle-aged cultivators hurriedly spoke up.

The changes in this realm had already surpassed everyone’s understanding.
At this moment, what everyone sought was not treasure, but survival within this illusionary formation.

“Let’s go and follow the people from the Sword Pavilion.
Perhaps they have a way to deal with it.”

Someone spoke up, and everyone flew along, following closely behind.

The group of cultivators who had landed on the star this time numbered nearly a thousand, originally coming from different factions with no connection between them.

But now, they dared not act recklessly and instead had a sense of mutual support.

Guided by their spiritual senses, they chased after Zhao Yu and the others from the Sword Pavilion.

Along the way, they saw those rushing practitioners, who turned out to be mere illusions.
They passed by without saying a word.

This relieved everyone.

It was just an illusionary formation.

“It’s a pity, everything is already gone.” Looking at the dazzling lights, bustling cities, and bustling mortals, Mu Wan’s eyes revealed a sense of regret as she whispered softly.

The current star was desolate, and these people, these scenes, had long been engulfed by the river of time.

A millennium was too long.

“They existed.” Han Muye’s gaze fell ahead as he spoke calmly.

Existed.

The world before their eyes was the scene from this star thousands of years ago.

This scene existed a thousand years ago.

“They existed, they passed away.
That is the way of the world.”

“One day, when you control time, you can make the beauty you want to linger forever.”

Turning to look at Mu Wan, Han Muye’s expression turned solemn.

Linger forever?

Mu Wan’s face just flashed with delight, but she saw the seriousness in Han Muye’s eyes.

“In all things, there is a path that belongs to them.”

“Even if one possesses the power to change time and space, it is impossible to change all paths.”

“If a person one day uses the power to change time and space to preserve all beauty, then they will be lost.”

“Lost in the river of time, never to return.”

Never to return.

Mu Wan shivered.

“Why did those cultivators, who had reached the Transcendent Realm and were immortal, fall?” Han Muye whispered, “It’s because they wanted to change the eternal path of the world, but lost themselves.”

In that moment just now, he almost lost himself as well.

He also had the urge to directly take Mu Wan across this illusory time and witness the truth of the past.

But he knew that if he really did that, the only result would be that they would be lost in the flow of time and never return.

He could rewind time by a thousand years, but he couldn’t traverse through it.

In the world, he didn’t know if anyone could do it.

Even someone as powerful as the Sword Venerable Yuan Tian could only leave behind a sword light and couldn’t physically travel through time.

Han Muye couldn’t imagine how strong one’s cultivation would have to be to traverse the river of time.

“Perhaps the fleeting beauty is more worth cherishing if it can’t last forever,” Mu Wan whispered as she leaned her head on Han Muye’s shoulder.