Maximum Comprehension: Taking Care of Swords In A Sword Pavilion

At this moment, he ground his body into the flesh of the green rhinoceros and slowly condensed it into a layer of blood armor.

“Roar—”

The earthworm roared at the sky. Faint golden light swirled around its body.

“What’s he doing?

“It seems like he’s practicing some kind of technique?”

“Is this a cultivation method from the Primordial Era?”

Someone muttered in confusion in front of the screen that was still open.

In front of a light screen in the Divine Realm, the Daoist who was originally sitting leisurely stood up with a solemn expression.

He stared closely at the colossal figure of Han Muye within the light screen, a gleam of brilliance in his eyes.

“The true spirit cultivation technique that was passed down in the ancient Desolate Era!

“This is to transform the power of the Essence Spirit into a True Spirit!’

Who would have thought that Han Muye was actually cultivating the Nine Transformations of the True Spirit?

At this moment, he had already gathered his essence spirit power to its peak.

“Boom—”

A thunderous sound.

Lightning flashed down from the sky.

Lightning tribulation?

The experts in front of the light screen were stunned.

Was there such a thing as tribulation in the Primordial Era?

It seemed that the heavenly dao in the Primordial Era did not bring down tribulations.

“What is he doing?” Chaos looked at the world in front of him, frowning.

Ever since Han Muye stepped into Kunwu, he had not understood what Han

Muye wanted to do.

After transforming into an earthworm, he was almost affected by the battle between powerful mutated beasts.

He was like a mere ant.

After that, when he became slightly stronger, he would constantly probe and court death.

Fortunately, he did not die.

According to the calculations of Chaos and the Golden Bird, Han Muye’s best choice was to enter Kunwu and reawaken his own Golden Crow bloodline again.

With Han Muye’ s current Golden Crow bloodline power, entering Kunwu would allow him to grow rapidly, at least not like this giant earthworm, barely surviving for a year.

In this year, although Han Muye had also grown, he had just stepped into the realm of the True Spirit.

Compared to the elites who used their bloodline strength to rampage as soon as they entered Kunwu, he was far behind.

“He has his own ideas.” The golden bird laughed and flapped its wings.

“Do you think he’ll follow your plan?”

Chaos remained silent, his gaze fixed on the gradually gathering lightning.

This was the first lightning tribulation in the world of Kunwu.

Even from within the light screen, one could see the changes in the heavenly dao power in Kunwu at this time.

It was as if the lightning tribulation was a small green sprout.

“Boom—n

The lightning finally struck.

The blood armor around Han Muye’s body shattered.

Another bolt of lightning flashed and tore apart the greenish-gray skin outside his body.

A single horn emerged from the bare head.

The original earthworm transformed into a 500-foot-long single-horned serpent.

“Dragon Transformation!”

Exclamations came from outside the light screen.

This earthworm had clearly transformed into a single-horned flood dragon without claws.

Such methods and cultivation methods were unprecedented in the world.

“This is the legendary True Spirit cultivation technique of the Great Desolate that has long been lost!

“Using the power of the True Spirit to go through nine transformations and finally laugh at the myriad worlds!”

In front of the divine realm’s light screen, a sect Elder spoke with surprise.

In front of the light screen, many people looked at each other.

“The ancient Great Desolate?”

“Is Han Muye backed by an expert from the ancient era?”

Someone’s eyes flickered and he suddenly opened his mouth. “Heavenly Cycle

Battlefield!”

“Heavenly Cycle Battlefield! ”

Someone let out a low cry.

Behind Han Muye must be a powerful faction in the Heavenly Cycle Battlefield.

Only such a force that had experienced countless tribulations could grasp the cultivation methods of the ancient Great Desolate Era.

“That makes sense…” someone whispered as he looked at the single-horned dragon re-entering the earth and stone.

Daring to directly provoke the Divine Source Heavenly Palace, he was already extremely unusual.

It turns out that behind him is a powerful force from the Heavenly Cycle Battlefield.

“Could it be that the Heavenly Cycle Battle was about to begin again, and a new tribulation is about to open?” In front of the light screens in the divine realm, some remained silent, while others whispered.

These immortal powerhouses knew a lot about the secrets behind the world.

They knew that behind the tribulation was the influence of powerhouses from the Heavenly Cycle Battlefield. They also knew that if they couldn’t transcend, they would become beings to be harvested.

Even as Immortal Venerables, they were just fighting for their lives.

Only by entering the Heavenly Cycle Battlefield and becoming a being beyond the tribulation could they control their own destiny.

Although the struggle within the Heavenly Cycle Battlefield was extremely cruel, and life and death were hard to determine, the feeling of transcending the tribulation and controlling one’s own fate was what immortal powerhouses pursued.

“It seems like if this person is able to come out alive, we have to interact with him a bit more.” In the divine realm, someone in front of a light screen whispered.

Han Muye was not alone. Behind him was a powerful faction of the Heavenly Cycle Battlefield!

“Han Hundred Million, this bet of one hundred million divine crystals is probably a test of Divine Source Heavenly Palace, right?”

Some people looked into the distance in the direction of Divine Source Heavenly Palace.

At that moment, in front of the screen of light in Divine Source Heavenly Palace, the future Heavenly Palace Master, who had not come for a long time, stood with his hands behind his back.

His expression was solemn as he frowned.

“The Heavenly Cycle Battle shouldn’t have started so early. There’s still no news from the Heavenly Cycle Battlefield…”

He turned around and looked at the Elders behind him.

“When did Martial Granduncle and the others receive information from the Heavenly Cycle Battlefield?”

Upon hearing his words, a white-bearded elder bowed and said, “The last time was eight million years ago. The siege in the Heavenly Cycle Battlefield failed to kill the Primordial Spirit Slayer. The divine beast, the Green Qilin, died and turned into primordial fragments.”

The Palace Master turned his head, looking at the quiet tribulation within the light screen, a gleam of light in his eyes. “Spirit Slayer Divine Venerable…”

“The powerhouse of the Great Desolate Era.”

Inside the light screen, one by one, Primordial powerhouses stepped into the mountains that had just triggered the tribulation..