Maximum Comprehension: Taking Care of Swords In A Sword Pavilion

Chapter 1457 Second Sword, Black Abyss, Hunted by the Human Race

Was it the return of the young patriarch of the Han Mountain Clan?

Feng Zhen and the others looked at each other, stood up, and walked out of the stone house hall.

As they stepped out, they saw a group of Golden Crow clan people surrounding a big man coming towards them below the mountain.

The big man carried a large bow on his back, and several young men behind him dragged a gray-yellow mountain boar nearly 10 feet long.

The wild boar had only a large hole on its forehead, with its vitality not yet dispersed, and a lingering blood aura.

"That's your young patriarch? Indeed, a hero," said Lu Changlin with a hint of a smile on his face, looking at the approaching Golden Crow clan.

Feng Zhen looked closely on the side, shaking his head slightly.

"Haha, that's Han Dingyi in our clan. This kid is good at archery," Han Chaohu laughed loudly and waved his hand.

Han Dingyi heard people around saying that someone had come as soon as he returned and hurried over.

He bowed to everyone, and there was a condensed and undispersed blood power on his body.

"Hey, your cultivation has broken through?" Han Yunhe looked at Han Dingyi, revealing a pleased expression.

At this moment, Han Dingyi's aura was clearly not at the fourth level of the Essence Spirit Realm, but the fifth level.

However, because he had just broken through, his blood energy was not stable yet, and the Golden Crow shadow behind him was still somewhat faint.

However, everyone could tell that this Golden Crow phantom was a green color that only fifth-level Essence Spirit cultivators had.

Feng Zhen and Lu Changlin also noticed, but their gaze was focused on the large bow behind Han Dingyi.

This bow brought them some pressure!

This was an extremely powerful weapon!

The Golden Crow Han Mountain Clan actually had such a treasure?

An expert who had broken through to the fifth level of the Essence Spirit Realm was good at archery and wielded such a powerful bow.

Lu Changlin felt that, among their tribe members, except for himself and his younger brother, no one could withstand an arrow shot from this large bow.

Feng Zhen narrowed his eyes slightly.

With Han Yunhe breaking through and having such an expert archer, the Golden Crow Han Mountain Clan, though small in numbers, had a much higher combat power than expected.

Fortunately, there were few people in the Han Mountain Clan.

Han Chaohu saw their expressions and chuckled. "Dingyi, why didn't Young Patriarch return?"

This was also what Lu Changlin and Feng Zhen were concerned about.

Especially Lu Changlin, who felt a stir in his heart at this moment.

The young patriarch of the Han Mountain Clan had yet to return. Could it be that his younger brother had taken action?

"Elder, Young Patriarch said that he wants to pick some herbs and asked us to come back first," Han Dingyi said loudly.

During today's hunting, they followed the Young Patriarch all the way, and he did not make a move.

Pride appeared on his face.

After hunting several small beasts, they encountered a giant boar about 10 feet tall.

This boar was obviously powerful, with a cultivation not inferior to theirs, but it couldn't withstand a single arrow from him.

With a single arrow, its head was pierced directly.

If it were in the past, even if the tribe elders led the team, it would be difficult to take down such a boar.

Using the shock of killing the boar to impact his mind, and activating the three divine patterns within the long bow, Han Dingyi broke through in cultivation, entering the fifth level of the Essence Spirit Realm.

Hearing that Han Muye had not returned, Feng Zhen looked a little regretful.

His purpose in coming this time was really just to see Han Muye.

Lu Changlin heaved a sigh of relief.

Han Muye had not been killed by his brother, so he did not have to fall out with Feng Zhen now.

As for the future, he would think about it later.

Just looking around, he saw that the current strength of the Golden Crow Han Mountain Clan was not weak.

It was probably not easy to attack if they wanted to kill their young patriarch. It was best to wait until he was alone.

Perhaps he should get his brother to join forces.

Han Muye did not return, and Feng Zhen and Lu Changlin did not stay long.

Han Chaohu and the others smiled and sent the two of them out of the encampment. As they invited them to wait for the Golden Crow Han Mountain Clan's Patriarch's inheritance ceremony, they said that when the young patriarch returned, they would definitely report to him that the two had visited.

Feng Zhen received a wooden box containing two spiritual ores and a thousand-year medicinal herb, claiming it was a gift from himself.

Lu Changlin had no choice but to hand over the short knife hanging from his waist.

Han Chaohu received it with a smiling face and watched the two leave.

It wasn't until their figures were far away that the smile on his face faded, slowly turning into a cold look.

"Patriarch Feng Zhen may really be here to visit. But Lu Changlin is probably here to cause trouble for our Han Mountain Clan," Han Yunhe said in a deep voice beside Han Chaohu.

"If he really came to give gifts, he wouldn't have not even prepared a gift." Han Dingyi sneered, grabbing the corner of the large bow hanging on his back.

The three looked at each other and burst into laughter.

However, within three days, the young patriarch came out of seclusion and his bloodline awakened.

Han Yunhe's cultivation level increased another level. Not only did Han Dingyi's cultivation level enter the fifth level of the Essence Spirit Realm, but he also received a big bow from the young patriarch, causing his combat strength to increase greatly.

With this, the overall strength of the Golden Crow Han Mountain Clan suddenly increased many times over.

The Lu Tang Panthers, which they had never dared to face directly, now had no fear.

"Did Young Patriarch really go to look for spirit herbs?" Han Yunhe looked at Han Dingyi curiously.

Han Dingyi nodded and looked at the distant forest. "That's what Young Patriarch said."

….

At this moment, Han Muye was not really looking for spirit herbs. Instead, he followed the guidance of a pale golden divine pattern in front of him and ran forward.

He was extremely fast, and many of the surrounding beasts fled in fear.

Passing through the lake where he had stayed and killed Lu Changshan last time, he didn't stop this time, directly rushing into the forest ahead.

After running for dozens of miles, he stood in front of a cliff.

"Roar—"

A violent roar echoed, and a robust black tiger leaped down from the cliff.

However, after seeing Han Muye, the black tiger twisted its body and lay down on a nearby green stone, its eyes shining as it stared at Han Muye.