Maximum Comprehension: Taking Care of Swords In A Sword Pavilion

Looking at the golden three-legged Golden Crow stone statue, a trace of nostalgia flashed across the Clear Sky Golden Crow’s face.

It seemed that this person was once his comrade who fought alongside him.

“Kunvvu?” Han Muye said softly.

“Yes, Kunwu, the last home of the divine beasts.’

“The last place where the Primordial World fell.”

“It’s also the final destination for countless experts.”

The Golden Crow’s gaze landed on Han Muye and it chuckled. “But it’s not enough for you to go there with your current strength.”

“l need at least a Fourth Revolution True Spirit to have a chance.”

Fourth Revolution True Spirit.

In the entire Great Desolate Primitive World, the strongest was only a Third Revolution True Spirit.

“Regardless of whether it’s the True Spirit cultivation technique or the other cultivation techniques, they’re all just probing.

“We don’t know what is above the Fourth Revolution True Spirit, it’s just a guess.

“Apart from those few true overlords, we don’t know what the end of the Primordial Era is like.’

The Golden Crow looked regretful and shook his head. “The Primordial World collapsed too early.”

The Fourth Revolution of True Spirit was the end of cultivation in the Great Desolate. After the Fourth Revolution of True Spirit, cultivation was all speculation.

No one knew what the end of the Primordial Divine Beast’s cultivation was. All along, countless cultivators had always felt that the Primordial World and the Great Desolate were the origins of cultivation in the world. They were the most brilliant eras.

Actually, they were all wrong.

The truly brilliant cultivation should be in the future.

It was the detailed control of various powers after the decline of power in the future.

Every Dao talisman and sword technique was an improvement in the world’s cultivation.

Hearing the Vast Heaven Golden Crow’s words that seemed to be talking to itself, Han Muye felt excited.

He had seen the cultivation of the later generations, as well as the cultivation of the Great Wilderness.

He possessed wealth that no one in the world could compare to.

This kind of cultivation was extremely fast!

Golden light surged on his body as golden divine light intertwined.

Spiritual energy, immortal energy, divinity.

The sealing power on his body converged and fused with the primordial spirit power in the Great Desolate.

At this moment, his cultivation directly broke through the Zenith Heaven Realm and stepped into the Immortal Lord Realm. Then, he stopped at the peak of the Immortal Lord Realm.

This was the Ruins Realm. He couldn’t reach the Immortal Venerable Realm here.

The suppression of the Ruins Realm prevented him from stepping into the Immortal Venerable Realm.

However, to Han Muye, who controlled the two laws of sacrifice and fire, as well as the other four laws, coupled with his control over the power of the calamity, he was no longer afraid of Immortal Venerables.

“Thank you for enlightening me, Senior.” Han Muye bowed to the Golden Crow again.

It was precisely because the Golden Crow saw through his identity that it used words to stimulate the power in his body.

It was helping him.

This kind of cultivation comprehension could be brought out of the Ruins Realm.

“Actually, in my eyes, the Golden Crow tribe is no different from the human race.”

“However, I still hope that you can bring them out of this place.”

The voice of the Vast Heaven Golden Crow sounded and his figure dissipated.

“If one day you go to Kunwu, don’t forget to see if my Golden Crow tribe has any heritage left.”

There was no longer any sign of the Vast Heaven Golden Crow in front of Han Muye.

A smile appeared on his face as he looked up at the golden three-legged Golden Crow in front of him.

Although the Golden Crow said that the Golden Crow tribe and the human race were the same to it, it still cared about the Golden Crow tribe.

Otherwise, it would not have appeared here.

Nor would it let Han Muye help those elite members of the Golden Crow tribe leave.

Leaving this place was simple—pass through three levels, come here, perceive the power in the green Golden Crow stone statue, gain recognition, and one could leave with a true spirit bone.

But for most members of the Golden Crow clan, it was impossible to enter this place.

Even if they could enter this place, not everyone could perceive the power of the Golden Crow and obtain the true spirit bone.

In every Sun Seizing Event, only the top 100 would be able to obtain the true

spirit bone.

However, it was different this time.

So many true spirit bones were there.

Han Muye had already activated its power and could take it away.

He also understood what the Golden Crow meant. It wanted him to leave with as many true spirit bones as possible and then help the Golden Crow race increase their strength.

In that case, he would try his best to leave with as many true spirit bones as possible!

Slapping the three-legged Golden Crow stone statue in front of him, Han Muye comprehended the power again.

“Boom—”

A golden mark landed in front of Han Muye.

He raised his hand, and the longsword in his hand caused the mark to land on the sword.

This was the power bestowed by the Three-legged Golden Crow.

For the divine beasts of the Primordial Era, they would not cultivate the True Spirit Bones of the Great Desolate Era.

They cultivated the inheritance of heaven and earth, comprehending the divine runes of heaven and earth.

Han Muye ran quickly. The three-legged Golden Crows stopped in front of him, then mobilized their power and landed on the sword in his hand.

This sword was his True Spirit Bone.

A divine pattern.

10 divine patterns.

99 divine patterns!

This was the limit of a True Artifact.

It was unknown if there were any true weapons with 99 divine patterns in the entire Great Desolate.

At this moment, the power of this sword could already break through the Ruins Realm and leave with Han Muye.

However, in Han Muye’s opinion, it was not time for him to leave.

Gripping his sword tightly, he stood in front of the last three-legged Golden Crow stone statue.

He stretched out his hand and pressed down. A door of light seemed to have opened in his mind.

“Boom—”

Countless golden-armored figures were fighting!

Invade the Primordial World!

He had already seen this scene in the memories of the other Golden Crows.

Countless figures clad in Primordial Armor rushed into the Primordial World and finally shattered it.

This was the beginning of the destruction of the Primordial World and the origin of the calamity in the world.

Without the suppression of the Primordial Chaos, the deathly power began to sweep in and break apart.

Countless Primordial Divine Beasts were enslaved and all kinds of beasts were killed..