Maximum Comprehension: Taking Care of Swords In A Sword Pavilion

Chapter 1887: 777, please baby, turn around_2

The soul of Xia Ruzhe.

That golden bead.

Now, he truly could not transform this bead back into a soul.

Perhaps he could break the opponent’s methods, but in the process of breaking through, the soul within the bead would definitely be harmed.

Moreover, his understanding of souls had not yet reached their level.

On the back of the Heaven Wielding Hou, everyone fell into a silent contemplation.

What they saw today, the powerhouse behind Linglong City, was truly terrifying in strength.

Such a powerhouse was definitely a survivor from ancient times.

“If I am not mistaken, they are also definitely searching for Ziyang City,”

Great Venerable Muyue turned his head to look at Han Muye, his expression earnest.

“Are you still going?”

Going?

Everyone’s eyes were on Han Muye.

Today, these strong men from Linglong City had exhibited strength far surpassing what they had previously imagined.

That elder within the light screen even had frightening tricks up his sleeve.

Even Lu Zixu felt somewhat uneasy in his heart.

While the Lu family was one of the seven great clans in the divine realm, it did not mean that he, Lu Zixu, could afford to offend just anyone.

The divine realm was vast, full of countless strong beings.

The less familiar they were, the more they needed to be treated cautiously.

“I’m going,” Han Muye’s expression became calm as he looked ahead into the void.

“Their obstruction and intimidation suggest that there truly are exceptional items in Ziyang City.”

Underneath Han Muye’s gaze, a trace of Flame Power was suppressed, then his aura retracted as if he had lost all hint of deterrence.

Yet this calm seemed as if all the power had been suppressed beneath the mountains and rivers, destined to burst forth eventually.

“They are afraid I will obtain the items in Ziyang City.”

His words made Lu Zixu’s eyes brighten.

Senior Muyue also pondered briefly, then nodded slightly.

As for those following beside Han Muye, like the Vast Heaven Golden Crow, they were nonchalant.

They did not mind stirring up trouble.

“Then what are we waiting for?” The Five Elements Divine Furnace called out softly, and outside its form, a green whirlwind already arose.

The whirlwinds intertwined, taking shape into a pair of wings that spread out, with jade-colored Flowing Light within a hundred zhangs surrounding it.

This Flowing Light, bestowed upon the Heaven Wielding Hou beneath them, shifted its already exceedingly fast form into a ghostly apparition.

When Han Muye refined the bodies for the three divine beasts, he had already created Puppet Fighters according to their respective characteristics to help them exhibit their own techniques.

The three divine beasts, particularly the Vast Heaven Golden Crow, were focused on combat technique enhancements, while the Chaos and the Five Elements Divine Furnace, were more about using other characteristic powers.

For example, the Chaos Golden Pearl could use the power of protection arrays to imprison space, create multiplicity, and craft illusions.

And the main methods of the Five Elements Divine Furnace were combinations of various characteristic powers.

In the process of refining weapons, Han Muye had communicated with them, and they all felt that this was abiding by the path of Artifact Refining.

Just like now, the wind-attribute power enhanced by the Five Elements Divine Furnace significantly increased the speed of the Heaven Wielding Hou.

“Nice technique,” said a Divine-level powerhouse behind Lu Zixu in a low voice, looking at the Five Elements Divine Furnace ahead, his eyes flashing with a glint of appreciation.

The elder had two badges on his chest.

Divine-level Armor Master, Divine-level Refining Master.

The Heaven Wielding Hou moves freely, following the directions on the jade slip, traversing through the void.

Around them, the space seemed to have an increasing number of twisting forces stirring up.

One day later, the Vast Heaven Golden Crow, who was originally seated in meditation, suddenly opened his eyes.

“Little Han, I seem to have sensed the power of the Golden Crow,”

His words prompted all those around him to stand up.

Han Muye nodded, extending his hand and casting out a golden light.

On his body too there was the power of the Golden Crow, and moreover, his bloodline power was not weaker than that of the Vast Heaven Golden Crow.

The Morning Sun, the Scorching Sun, the Scorching Sun, the Blazing Sun, the Ever Bright, the Blazing Sun Flame, the pinnacle of the Golden Crow clan’s bloodline power reaches the Great Sun Golden Crow Realm.

The Vast Heaven Golden Crow elevated because he turned himself into the Great Sun and practiced the Out of Body technique.

His bloodline power was at the same level as Han Muye’s.

Both were at the realm of the Great Sun Golden Crow.

This was the limit of the Golden Crow clan.

“Hum”

The golden power of the Golden Crow transformed into an arrow, directing the Heaven Wielding Hou to veer towards a particular direction.

The divine beast shattered various space-blocking boulders and obliterated the scattered mutated beasts within the void.

A phantom road appeared before them.

Light.

It was a beam of light.

Purple light.

“In this world, there was no light…”

The Vast Heaven Golden Crow closed his eyes, murmuring softly.

Even in a Puppet Fighter’s body, his excitement was apparent.

“I have sensed it.”

“This is the power of my Golden Crow clan.”

“Surely it must be the ancestors of the Golden Crow clan who have come to the Galaxy Universe.”

“It must be them who forged Ziyang City—”

A low roar escaped as the Vast Heaven Golden Crow opened its eyes.

Its eyes were wide as it stared intently at the scene before it.

What a sight it was!

Ninety-nine Golden Crows, their bodies scattered around.

All of these three-legged Golden Crows had their eyes tightly shut, with their golden feathers unfurled.

Above the neck of each Golden Crow, a thick black chain tightly locked their bodies in place.

Above the chains, purple Flowing Light, like beasts from the ancient times, captured all the Golden Crows.

Bloodline power!

With an even stronger bloodline power, a force capable of suppressing ninety-nine Golden Crows was condensed, and then these crows bore the weight of a large city on their backs.

What kind of large city was this!

Stretching for thousands of miles, palace after palace hovered in the air.

Endless purple flames flickered and interwove ceaselessly.

Golden Crow Divine Flames.

This chain, the flames rising from within the city’s palaces, were of a Divine Flame much superior to that of the Great Sun Golden Crow.

“Why…”

As the Vast Heaven Golden Crow looked at this scene, it muttered under its breath.

A boundless sorrow emerged from its being.

Even in its Puppet Fighter’s body, it couldn’t conceal such sorrow.

Han Muye slowly clenched his fist.

He too possessed the bloodline power of the Golden Crow clan.

“Hum”

Above his head, a black three-foot-long sword flew out, thundering as it vibrated.

Golden marks lit up upon the sword edge.

This was Han Muye’s own Golden Crow True Spirit Bone forged into a long sword, representing the power of the Golden Crow clan.

The moment this sword appeared, all ninety-nine of those Golden Crows in front started to quake.

“Hum”

All the purple chains gleamed splendidly.

This light gathered together, forming a colossal Golden Crow phantom that enveloped the entire Ziyang City.

The purple Golden Crow, with eyes that seemed to look down upon the world with disdain.

As that light spun around, it fell upon the long sword above Han Muye’s head.

“Hum”

The sword vibrated, and the divine patterns seemed as if they were about to collapse.

This was suppression by the power of the bloodline!

The bloodline power emanating from the purple Golden Crow in front far exceeded both Han Muye and the Vast Heaven Golden Crow.

How could such Golden Crow power possibly exist in this world?

When the Golden Crow’s gaze turned this way, the Heaven Wielding Hou could no longer bear it, coming to an abrupt stop before shrinking to the size of a palm and trembling.

All those on the back of the Heaven Wielding Hou were also immobilized under the gaze of the Golden Crow.

It was a soul power so immense, so supremely intense in its bloodline level.

Such suppression left them all unable to move in the slightest.

Could there really be such a powerful divine beast in the world?

A Primordial Overlord, perhaps?

Even a Primordial Overlord might be subdued by such a soul strength.

None of the five Primordial Overlords possessed such powerful soul power.

At this moment, whether it was Great Venerable Muyue, Lu Zixu, or the other divine-level powerhouses behind them, their bodies seemed as if they were being warped.

At this rate, everyone would be directly crushed!

Han Muye’s expression grew intense as all the soul power from his divine spot gathered together.

Three three-foot-long swords appeared.

Immortal Slaying Sword.

Immortal Slaying Sword.

Immortal Trapping Sword.

The three swords flew out, merging into one, and then struck directly at the head of the purple Golden Crow.

“Boom”

The sword tore through the void in front, striking the top of the purple Golden Crow’s head.

The sword light shattered, reverting back into three swords.

The swords hovered, pouring endless spiritual light into the phantom body of the Golden Crow.

“Chirp”

The purple Golden Crow spread its wings, emitting a long shriek.

The three swords recoiled, slamming back in front of Han Muye.

It was the first time the Nascent Soul sword, formed from soul power, had been repelled without effect.

Han Muye felt as though his body was being torn apart.

But he knew this was no time for negligence.

Taking a deep breath, Han Muye set his eyes on the purple Golden Crow in front, and behind him, a pitch-black sword case appeared.

He pinched a sword technique with his hand and slowly pointed forward.

“I call upon my treasure.”

“Turn around”