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Jiang Han looked at the countless sword boxes in front of him, his face filled with surprise.
He opened several boxes and discovered many sharp weapons inside. Even the least impressive ones were Earth-Level Weapons, while there were hundreds of Heavenly Stage Divine Weapons. Among them, a few exuded a vague aura that hinted at the presence of Supreme-Grade Divine Weapons.
He knew they were not true Supreme Divine Weapons, but rather half-step Supreme-level weapons, still far from embodying a complete set of Heaven and Earth Laws.
"I need to speed up!"
Jiang Han opened his Mustard Seed Xumi Space, and one by one, the sword boxes transformed into a torrent that flowed into it. His figure moved like a dragon through the endless forest of swords, selecting those Divine Weapons that looked promising.
There was no choice; there were simply too many Divine Weapons! Even though he had prepared several Mustard Seed Xumi Spaces for this trip, he still felt somewhat constrained.
It seemed impossible to take all the Divine Weapons from this Burial Sword Pavilion with him. He estimated that there were at least ten thousand Divine Weapons above Earth-level in this Burial Sword Pavilion!
What does that mean? Trying to take them all was indeed challenging.
Most of the weapons he chose were either Heavenly Stage Divine Weapons or half-step Supreme-Grade Divine Weapons, while Earth-Level Weapons were hardly on his radar.
After filling six Mustard Seed Xumi Spaces to the brim, he finally felt satisfied and continued deeper into the internal space.
He sensed someone entering; if he got entangled with them here, he might miss out on whatever lay deeper within the Burial Sword Pavilion.
Vaguely, it seemed as if there was a voice calling out to him from deep within the Burial Sword Pavilion. Although it felt absurd, it also felt incredibly real!
According to his thoughts, this treasure must become more precious the deeper one goes. Jiang Han followed the sound that called to him.
Then, he encountered a massive light cocoon, within which a stone tablet seemed to be shimmering, inscribed with the three large characters 'Martial Path Stele,' exuding an almost magical aura that made it difficult for anyone to move away.
However, as Jiang Han approached the light cocoon, the restrictions in this space suddenly activated, and a deadly force surged from all directions, with a lethal strike aimed directly at him.
This corner of the killing array was clearly not simple; it was highly likely set up by an existence above the True Martial Realm. Although it was merely an inconspicuous strike from a True Martial Realm expert's killing array, it still posed a significant threat to those below the Youngshen Realm.
"Indeed, it's not that simple!" Jiang Han's heart raced, but instead of fear, he felt excitement. What kind of item could warrant a killing array set up by someone above the True Martial Realm? No powerful being would engage in such trivial matters. That stone tablet was likely an extraordinary treasure!
"It seems I need to be more cautious from here on out to avoid falling into a trap!" Jiang Han's pupils contracted at the sight; indeed, the methods of those above the True Martial Realm were not something he could take lightly.
Just as he decided to enter the light cocoon, a sudden wave of deadly intent approached him. The hair floating above Jiang Han's head danced wildly as if caught in a storm, and a figure emerged behind him, resembling an untouchable celestial king, fiercely striking towards this corner of the killing array.
At the same time, Jiang Han's internal furnace operated vigorously, with torrents of True Qi burning within him, elevating his spirit and energy to their peak.
Then he clenched his fists tightly, and a terrifying aura caused the void to crackle. With a single punch, he struck towards the core of the killing formation.
It was as if a deity leaped down from the heavens, shaking the earth with immense force, suppressing the very heart of this killing array.
When the divine fist collided with the killing formation, an unprecedented wave of terrifying energy surged forth, stirring up boundless winds and waves throughout the entire space. Even the stone walls protected by the formation began to crumble and shed fragments.
Jiang Han continued to rain down punches, striking against a corner of the True Martial Killing Formation, relentlessly using his immense power to extinguish the energy stored within the array.
The corner of the killing formation lit up, and a faint sense of sorrow spread, as if an ancient existence that had slept through stubborn ages was about to awaken.
With each blink of his eyes, Jiang Han seemed to sense this change in the formation's patterns, which did not disappoint him. If what remained as a safeguard by the True Martial Realm could be so easily obtained, it would have been somewhat disappointing.
Within his Dantian, a massive furnace rumbled into operation, drawing in spiritual energy from around him for refinement, continuously expanding his Dantian space.
Then, an ethereal and sacred scroll slowly unfurled, as beautiful as a true god's homeland.
At its center stood a towering divine tree supporting the spine of heaven and earth. Beneath the divine tree, petals fell like rain, and countless mythical spirits danced in the air, living in peace and tranquility. It seemed that no matter how much chaos erupted in the outside world, it could not touch this realm of serenity.
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