Maximum Comprehension: Taking Care of Swords In A Sword Pavilion

Chapter 2129: 889, The Strongest Dragon Crocodile of the Desolate Wilderness, Heavenly Spirit_2
 

“Boom—”

In the void, because the power stimulated was too strong, it transformed into an illusory realm, enveloping Han Muye within it.

This power was strong enough to directly exile Han Muye and the space around him.

Exiled to an unknown world, at an unknown point in time.

For those powerful beings, if they were unable to defeat him in the shortest time, exiling him was also a good choice.

As long as Han Muye was exiled from the Desolate Wilderness, the human race within it would be doomed.

If the human race of the Desolate Wilderness were destroyed, even if Han Muye returned one day, he wouldn’t have sufficient racial power and support, and ultimately he would lack the strength to stay.

They didn’t hope to directly kill Han Muye, simply suppressing him was enough.

Looking at the turbulent world around him, Han Muye slowly raised the sword in his hand.

“Boom—”

At that moment, a towering column of blood qi rose from his body.

A sword light that made heaven and earth lose color exploded, and in an instant, thousands of miles of the world turned dim.

“Sword!”

“What kind of sword is this—”

“Sword power, can this also become the Source?”

Amid countless exclamations, Han Muye slashed down with the sword in his hand.

Layers of sword light swung down, shattering the illusory realm before him, breaking the line of divine beast overlords in front of him.

This was a sword capable of shattering the eternal heavens and earth.

The sword light, like a meteor, carried winds and lightning over vast distances.

Endless howling tore apart brilliance and darkness, as if this single sword had always been there, having been slashed out thousands of years ago.

The numerous strengths of the soul emanating from within the sword light were the Source of Power of the Desolate Tier heavens and earth, the essence of this piece of the world, the foundation of the beings of the Desolate Wilderness.

Han Muye’s True Spirit Sword merged with the strengths of the souls of numerous original divine beast overlords, naturally favored by the Desolate Wilderness.

Because they had once sacrificed their lives for the Desolate Wilderness.

At this moment, the power of heaven and earth invoked by this sword burst forth brilliantly, shattering the bodies of ten Desolate Overlords in one strike.

Countless fragments of Bloodstone shattered, scattering at least 10,000,000 large and small pieces across thousands of miles.

Each piece of Bloodstone was at the Overlord Level, and the richness of their power could create millions of divine beasts.

Even if it was a lower-tier divine beast, it was still a divine beast, wasn’t it?

“Run quickly!”

“He’s gone crazy, how can he be so strong?”

“I get it now, this is the Primordial Heavenly Dao pushing him from behind, scheming against us!”

The divine beast overlords were no fools, how could they not see the reason behind Han Muye’s actions at this moment.

It was clear that the power of heaven and earth was using Han Muye to harvest these divine beast overlords!

“Boom—”

Han Muye swung his sword again, drawing the power of heaven and earth into a vortex that stirred the waters of the lake at Wooden Pagoda Lake below.

A water dragon miles long roared, swallowing several divine beast overlords hovering in midair in one gulp.

At this moment, Han Muye no longer hid. Each strike was a harvest.

With a step, at least 100,000 divine beasts below trembled, looking up at him.

Behind him, the phantom of a Dragon Crocodile emerged.

The power of the Dragon Crocodile, a lineage of overlords born of blood.

Such power immediately made those 100,000 divine beasts tremble with fear.

In the distance, on Wooden Pagoda Lake, the water had already begun churning, turning blood red.

“Roar—”

A Dragon Crocodile with a body thousands of feet long burst out of the water, charging forward.

Han Muye waved his hand, and the power of the Dragon Crocodile behind him surged out, colliding with the approaching Dragon Crocodile.

Dragon Crocodile against Dragon Crocodile!

These two similar sources of power collided, stirring the bloodline power of thousands of miles of heaven and earth.

This was Wooden Pagoda Lake, where the power of heaven and earth was stabilized to the extreme, the site of the Heavenly Source Sacred Assembly, suppressed by the power of the Primordial, capable of causing a disturbance across thousands of miles of heaven and earth, truly terrifying in its strength.

“Han Muye’s power of the Dragon Crocodile can actually contend with a top expert of the Dragon Crocodile Clan?”

“Why do I feel like his power of the Dragon Crocodile is just like the Dragon Crocodile Heavenly Spirit that once guarded the Desolate Wilderness?”

“Impossible, the Dragon Crocodile Heavenly Spirit was cruel and wild, and was ultimately suppressed. Han Muye is much more composed than that guy.”

The Source Energy of blood qi, the Dragon Crocodile Clan should be at the peak.

Being able to suppress a top expert of the Dragon Crocodile Clan with the power of blood qi amazed countless divine beast overlords.

“You, how do you have the power of the Heavenly Spirit?”

“Are you a successor of the Heavenly Spirit?”

The Dragon Crocodile that was slammed into the lake by the Dragon Crocodile Divine Soul behind Han Muye looked up, its eyes full of terror.

Han Muye looked down, his eyes turning blood red.

“Devouring Blood and Souls!”

“You truly are the successor of the Heavenly Spirit!”

“This was the magical power of the Heavenly Spirit Dragon Crocodile from ancient times, capable of devouring all the power of qi and blood along with soul power in the world!”

The Dragon Crocodile, floating and sinking within the lake, turned to flee, but the bloody hue in Han Muye’s eyes had already locked onto its body directly.

Streams of golden blood light transformed into a net, capturing the Dragon Crocodile, then disintegrating into streams of blood qi and radiant soul.

Devouring.

This was the strongest method of the Dragon Crocodile Heavenly Spirit back then.

No wonder the Dragon Crocodile Heavenly Spirit became the strongest existence in that era of the primordial times and no wonder no one came to rescue when the Dragon Crocodile was suppressed.

Relying on devouring the energy and souls of other divine beasts, including its own kind, to become an Overlord, who would want to rescue it?

The power of a Dragon Crocodile was devoured, and the power of the Dragon Crocodile behind Han Muye had become extremely formidable.

“Once the suppressed head of the Heavenly Spirit in the Divine Realm is found, it will be able to step directly into the final phase, Origin of the Lineage, and even advance further,”

the bloody color in Han Muye’s eyes faded as he murmured to himself.

Although the strength of the Heavenly Spirit back then was great, it had not controlled the power of the lineage.

Its power was amassed rather than fully controlled, and naturally, it could not become the Overlord of the blood qi lineage.

Behind Han Muye, the phantom of the Dragon Crocodile roared, the Dragon Crocodiles in the water beneath slowly surfaced, all bowing their heads in submission.

The Dragon Crocodile Clan originally had only one Overlord-level powerhouse; now being devoured by Han Muye, the strongest among the Dragon Crocodile Clan had become this phantom behind him.

At this moment, the Dragon Crocodile Clan chose to submit to Han Muye.

Watching the Dragon Crocodiles in front of him, the phantom of the Dragon Crocodile behind Han Muye opened its mouth, and countless gold and red Bloodstones flew out.

Great Pantheon Stone, Bloodstone.

Even though these Great Pantheon Stones were only shattered fragments, and the Bloodstones were just ordinary high-tier divine beast Bloodstones, for those Dragon Crocodiles whose power of the bloodline was still not strong, these were supreme treasures.

Refining these Bloodstones and Great Pantheon Stones, it was possible that an Overlord-level might emerge among the clan.

“Boom—”

From the lake below, dozens of four-winged, long-legged birds with sharp beaks and monkey-like faces burst out.

Upon emerging from the water, these birds stirred the lightning flashing around the surrounding heaven and earth.

“The Thunderbird Clan!”

“They are drawn by Han Muye’s lightning power!”

“Lightning has the characteristic of gathering and attracting; now, let’s see if Han Muye’s Way of the Thunderclap can contend with the lineage of the Thunderbird.”

Seeing the birds rush toward Han Muye, exclamations rang out all around.

These were the heritage birds of the Thunder lineage, controlers of primordial lightning, always in contention with the Kui lineage.

Back then, half of the primordial heavenly tribulation was controlled by the Thunderbirds.

“Roar—”

Behind Han Muye, the immense form of a divine bull emerged, and then it bellowed towards the sky.

This was the inevitable attraction between two similar powers.

The Source of Power, mutually attracting.

“Boom—”

Thousands of lightning bolts struck down, causing the surrounding heaven and earth to begin trembling.

All the divine beasts, whether high-tier or Overlord-level, began to retreat.

Even the water in the Wooden Pagoda Lake began to churn.

This was the power of the lightning, among the most brutal and domineering powers in the Primordial Origin.

Han Muye looked at the Thunderbirds before him.

His level of Kui power was not high; without transforming the lightning power into a Sea of Lightning, he could still fight against his opponent using lightning power.

But at this moment, in a contest of lightning, he was bound to lose.

However, who said he must fight solely with his own lightning power?

He, Han Muye, had never relied on lightning power as his trump card.

“Thunderbird Clan, you might as well be directly subdued,”

he whispered softly, the phantom of the Kui behind him dissipating and merging into his black armor.

The blood-tinted Dragon Crocodile also clung to the armor.

This armor, already transcending the Desolate Tier, transformed under the superposition of two powers into an immense battle general.

Han Muye’s figure morphed into a sword.

The True Spirit Sword.

Above the three-foot-long sword, flames ascended.

The power of the Great Sun Golden Crow!

Atop his arm, the interlaced Divine Pattern Power belonging to the Kunpeng’s lineage of flying birds coiled around the sword edge.

The sword was raised.

“Submit, or perish.”

A long howl resonated, causing the entire primordial world to tremble.

Lightning power, blood qi, black armor power, sword power, in this moment, even the Overlords of the primordial did not dare to look up.