Maximum Comprehension: Taking Care of Swords In A Sword Pavilion

Chapter 1493 - 1493 Who Can Turn the Tide? Give Me 10 Breaths!

The sudden appearance of two true spirit powerhouses, even if they went to rescue the besieged Golden Crow tribe, could bring great trouble to the vast army of the Ten Thousand Magnificence Immortal Dynasty, even if they couldn’t break the siege.

Among the Ten Thousand Magnificence Immortal Dynasty’s army, the leader, the golden-armored general, had a slightly gloomy expression, and his hand slowly lifted.

Behind him, two old men in black silk robes moved slightly, awaiting his command.

Not far away, the onlookers from various clans were curious, looking at the sky.

Would there be any changes to the already settled situation?

“Do you want to repay the favor?” Han Muye looked at the golden eagle in front of him with a calm expression. “You should know that I’m facing powerful humans.”

The golden eagle opened its beak and screamed, with a hint of soul-shaking resonance in its voice, conveying its intentions to Han Muye.

“My son’s fall has nothing to do with you. You gave me the Origin Golden Pearl to help me break through. I owe you this favor.”

This was the intention of the Golden Eagle.

Han Muye nodded, pondered for a moment, and said in a low voice, “Have you seen the enlightened beast?”

Enlightened Beast?

Mu Changkong was slightly stunned.

The illuminated enlightened beast was what both sides of the human immortal dynasty sought.

Its combat power was secondary; the key was the power to gather auspiciousness, which was the reason for the various factions to hunt it.

Did Han Muye want to take advantage of the fact that the people from the Ten Thousand Magnificence Immortal Dynasty were delayed here and go kill the Illuminated Beast?

That was true. Since he had used the Unicorn’s Heavenly Star Bead to break through, Han Muye naturally wanted to break through too.

Moreover, his cultivation level was also at the ninth level of the Essence Spirit Realm. It was not impossible for him to break through.

“Chirp—”

The blue-eyed golden eagle thought for a moment and chirped softly.

He had really seen him before.

Han Muye turned to look at Mu Changkong and said in a low voice, “Brother Mu, continue to ask for help. I’ll go with the Golden Eagle.”

Looking at Zhuo Yuan’s army, Han Muye’s eyes lit up. “There are only a few forces in the wasteland that can save Zhuo Yuan’s army.”

With that, he moved and left in a flash.

The golden eagle followed beside him and condensed into a golden light.

Mu Changkong looked in the direction where Zhuo Yuan’s forces were surrounded.

Just now, Han Muye said that he wanted to save Zhuo Yuan’s forces?

In the current situation, could Zhuo Yuan’s troops still be saved?

Taking a deep breath, he moved and flew away.

“You guys retreat first.”

His voice sounded.

Below, the subordinates of Muyang Mountain Tribe and Han Mountain Tribe quickly retreated.

At this moment, the second batch of the human army had yet to be sent out to surround them. It was still not too late.

“They left?” Surprise flashed across the faces of the experts of the various races who were watching.

The two True Spirit experts actually left without attacking.

Among them were True Spirit experts of the Golden Crow Tribe.
“Hmph, you know what’s good for you.” In the human army, the leading general standing in the middle snorted.

The most important thing was to surround and kill Zhuo Yuan’s troops. He could let the others off for the time being.

With a wave of his hand, the True Spirit experts who had been scattered returned.

For a moment, eight True Spirit experts surrounded Zhuo Yu and the other Golden Crow True Spirit experts.

The Golden Crow Tribe was constantly divided and defeat was inevitable.

….

Walking with the Golden Eagle at the True Spirit Realm, Han Muye flew faster and faster.

But even so, the golden eagle still let out a cry, telling him that it was too slow and asking him if he wanted to get on its back.

Too slow?

Han Muye moved and unsheathed a sword.

At this point, he no longer hid his strength.

With a flash of sword light, he rode his sword and left. His speed was more than ten times faster than before.

The Blue-eyed Golden Eagle was a little surprised. It spread its wings and sped up to catch up.

The more it caught up, the faster Han Muye would be.

Unknowingly, the blue-eyed golden eagle had already increased its speed to the True Spirit Realm, but it was still behind Han Muye.

Its eyes opened and closed in surprise.

Han Muye’s speed was beyond its imagination.

“Chirp—”

Half a day later, the Blue-eyed Golden Eagle let out a low cry and Han Muye, who was riding his sword, stopped.

By this time, they were in a lush grassland.

The blue-eyed golden eagle flapped its wings and pointed at a low forest ahead.

Han Muye flew down and was slightly stunned.

In front of the forest, there were winding stone steps.

In the wilderness full of exotic and divine beasts, where did these stone steps come from?

As he stepped onto the stone steps, he felt countless forces pressing down on him.

These stone steps contained gravity and were very similar to the training array formations he had experienced in the cultivation world.

With every step he took, he felt the gravity on his back increase.

Unknowingly, after a hundred steps, he felt as if he was carrying the world.

However, at this moment, Han Muye’s expression was calm, as if there was no power pressing down on him.

After three hundred steps, the golden eagle chirped, and its wings spread, flying into the sky.

It couldn’t hold on.

Although it had stepped into the True Spirit Realm, the time was too short and it had yet to transform into its own strength.

Spreading its wings in midair, the Golden Eagle looked down in surprise at Han Muye, who was walking steadily without stopping.

It knew how formidable these stone steps were.

Even their Patriarch could not reach the end.

This involved the Heaven and Earth powers and rules.

The rules of the Great Desolate were so strong that not many could break them.

At this moment, Han Muye seemed to have fallen into a mysterious space.

In front of him was a dazzling world.

Countless stars adorned the sky.

In front, there were endless mountains, vast and boundless.

Countless exotic beasts and divine beasts were playing between the mountains.

Freedom.

The primordial world.

This was not the first time Han Muye had seen this scene.

This was what it was like in the Primordial World.

The Primordial World was where divine beasts and mutated beasts lived. It was their home.