Summary
Reborn into a world of cultivation, Han Muye possessed unparalleled comprehension abilities. He found himself in a prestigious sword sect, not as a warrior, but as the caretaker of the Sword Pavilion, a sacred hall housing over 100,000 legendary blades. His duty? To maintain and clean them all.
But with every sword he touched, he absorbed fragments of their former wielders’ mastery.
When he polished the Qinghe Sword, a wisp of Sword Qi flowed into him.
From the Ziyan Sword, he grasped the ferocious Burning Plain Sword Art and its fiery essence.
The Shanyue Sword revealed to him the Mountain Sword Technique, left behind by the great Master Boulder.
Decades passed. Sixty years within the Pavilion refined Han Muye’s swordsmanship to unfathomable levels.
A young disciple once sought a weapon and left with newfound wisdom.
A demonic clan’s sacred maiden tried to steal a blade but departed in silent awe.
A wandering swordsman came to challenge Han Muye—only to leave with his sword shattered and his mind enlightened.
Then came the celestial invasion. Gods descended upon the mortal world.
The disciple had risen to a peerless Sword Deity, standing as the world’s shield.
The sacred maiden, now the Demonic Clan Leader, rallied her forces against the divine.
The defeated swordsman had honed his skills, his Sword Qi piercing the heavens.
As celestial forces loomed overhead, Han Muye finally stepped out of the Sword Pavilion.
Behind him, 100,000 swords resonated, their wills bending to his command. His Sword Qi surged across 30,000 miles, shattering the boundary between realms.
With an unwavering gaze, he declared:
“I am Han Muye. If the gods wish to tread upon this land, let them first face my blade.”