Maximum Comprehension: Taking Care of Swords In A Sword Pavilion

Chapter 1533 - 1533: Vast Heaven Golden Crow, True Spirit Bone with a Hundred Divine Patterns

Chapter 1533 - 1533: Vast Heaven Golden Crow, True Spirit Bone with a Hundred Divine Patterns

Translator: Atlas Studios    Editor: Atlas Studios

Pushed to a desperate situation.

Fighting desperately in the forbidden land.

Entering the forbidden land for the sake of others.

This was sacrifice.

The rules of sacrifice could reverse life and death.

At this moment, with the enhancement of the rules, Han Muye was immortal!

A low shout, and the long sword in Han Muye’s hand fiercely slashed down, creating a sea of fire a hundred miles in front of him.

Fire Rule!

As a member of the Golden Crow tribe, standing above the flame rule, with the added sacrifice rule, what did Han Muye have to fear?

Putting away the Primordial Battle Armor, Han Muye soared and swept his sword.

Although the Primordial Battle Armor was good, it consumed a lot of energy. It was far inferior to the carefreeness of using one’s own sword at this moment.

The sword light scattered, and the illusory figures of the human army’s generals gathered in front of him could not withstand a single sword.

Four true spirits approached to surround and kill, but couldn’t catch up with Han Muye at all.

For a moment, Han Muye was invincible within a hundred miles.

“Surround him, don’t retreat!”

A human True Spirit Realm cultivator roared and slammed his palm down.

The spider true spirit behind him scattered endless golden threads that covered Han Muye!s head.

“Whew—

Flames rose, igniting those threads.

But more threads penetrated the flames and enveloped Han Muye.

Han Muye slashed down and cut off a piece of spider silk.

At this moment, dozens of general phantoms gathered in battle formations rushed forward and surrounded Han Muye.

“Boom—”

Han Muye thrust his sword, shattering 10 illusory figures of generals in front of him.

At this moment, the other three True Spirit Realm cultivators had also surrounded him.

When experts made a move, every moment mattered.

A long saber slashed down at Han Muye’s head.

Without hesitation, the sword light in his hand and the long saber rolled together.

“Boom—”

Endless golden light exploded.

Another spear halo enveloped the space in front of Han Muye.

He was able to resist four True Spirits by himself.

Han Muye’s movements became faster and faster, switching from sword techniques to fist techniques.

When fighting against true spirits, being pressed to the limit was the only way he could feel his own shortcomings.

No matter how strong his sword techniques and fist techniques were in the past, they couldn’t cope with real powerhouses.

The Great Dao was the simplest.

When every punch and kick carried the power of the Great Dao, aiming directly at the rules, only pure strength was the most reliable support. Pushing his strength to the limit was the path he had to take in the future.

The Sword Dao was the same.

Han Muye slashed down with his sword.

This strike had no technique, only speed.

It didn’t even have much strength.

But it was really fast.

The sword light was invisible, as if tearing through time.

To Han Muye, who had controlled the power of time and space, breaking through time with a single strike was nothing.

However, this was the Great Desolate, the only place in the world that was second only to the Primordial Land.

No one could break through the time here.

Even a divine beast that could control time and space would definitely not be able to break through this world.

Han Muye’s sword seemed to be able to break through time, which showed that it was extremely fast.

“Clang—

The sword slashed the shoulder of the black-armored True Spirit expert in front of him, causing his face to turn pale.

Han Muye retreated and dragged his sword away.

It was not until Han Muye was 100,000 feet away that the burly man reachedout and gently touched his shoulder, not regaining his senses for a moment.

He thought that he would definitely die under that sword!

The other three True Spirits were shocked as well.

That sword was too stunning!

Who was this Golden Crow in front of him? Why did he have endless methods and could continue to improve?

“We can’t let this person live!” The old man with the long saber shouted as the True Spirit power behind him poured into the saber.

The other three True Spirits followed closely behind and flew up.

“Formation!”

The four of them condensed and the power of the battle formation behind them gathered, turning into a huge snake that reached the sky.

The three heads of the golden snake roared at the sky.

The long snake rushed down at Han Muye.

“Bang!

Han Muye raised his sword and only touched the long snake’s head before his entire body was sent flying.

His face turned red and he spat out a mouthful of blood.

Four True Spirits and an army of tens of thousands. He couldn’t stop them.

The golden True Spirit appeared behind him, and the Primordial Chaos Armor emerged from his body. A thousand-foot-long armor rumbled down.

“Boom—n

Han Muye punched the snake’s head and retreated again.

The golden-armored warrior waved his fists and feet as he fought with the long snake.

The surrounding mountains shattered.

With every punch Han Muye threw, a mountain peak collapsed.

The long snake swung its tail, sending gravel flying.

The golden-armored warrior’s fist collided with the snake’s body, and countless golden lights flashed.

In a day, all the surrounding mountains were shattered, leaving only a thousand-foot gate hanging high in the sky.

Han Muye stood in front of the door of light, and countless cracks appeared on the layers of golden light on his body.

His strength had been exhausted.

Fighting against four True Spirits alone and with the support of tens of thousands of troops, it was already his limit if he could hold on for a day.

The four True Spirit Realm experts spread out and punched Han Muye together.

This strike hit Han Muye’s chest, causing his body to shatter, and then he crashed into the door of light behind him.

As Han Muye’s body shattered, the golden light in the entire world dissipated.

The flames also dissipated.

Dead.

“I’ve finally killed him.” The black-armored man muttered in a daze.

“Fortunately, we managed to kill him. Otherwise, he would have become a formidable enemy of our Ten Thousand Magnificence Immortal Dynasty,” the old man holding the saber said softly.

“The army will rest. We will enter the second level of the Golden Crow mystic realm in two hours.’

“The Heaven Suppression King has given orders. We are to detain the members of the Golden Crow tribe, preventing them from leaving within 10 days.

“Also, we need to offer these members of the Golden Crow tribe as sacrifices, and then break through the secret realm, guiding the Heaven Suppression

King to step into this place.”

“This time, the Kings target is the Three-legged Golden Crow’s True Spirit

Bone..”