Maximum Comprehension: Taking Care of Swords In A Sword Pavilion Chapter 1530 Control, Two Rules! (2)

Chapter 1530 Control, Two Rules! (2)

This place was not suitable for the deployment of the human tribe's large army, and even the four true spirit powerhouses couldn't shake the three of them.

Staying here gave them a high chance of victory.

Taking advantage of the retreat of the human race, Han Muye quickly sat down to meditate.

In front of him, strands of golden light rose, enveloping him.

Outsiders couldn't probe his state.

"Buzz!"

In the palm of his hand, a golden light emerged.

Within the golden light was the True Spirit Golden Crow that he cultivated.

His true spirit was completely condensed by the Golden Crow Divine Flames.

On the other side, a black armor landed in front of him.

Primordial armor.

Golden flames covered the Primordial Chaos Armor, making him feel that there was power awakening in the armor.

The true strength of the Primordial armor wasn't determined by the quality of the spiritual materials or the forging technique.

The Primordial Chaos Armor and the Primordial Battle Puppets were the same. The stronger the power absorbed, the stronger the power displayed.

Thinking of the battle puppets, Han Muye did not know where the G.o.d Slaying Battle Puppet was now.

However, the G.o.d-slaying Battle Puppet's Spiritual Soul was powerful, so it was not difficult for it to wake up.

The true spirit power and the Primordial Chaos Armor grinded against each other, making Han Muye's aura even more solemn.

With the help of the Primordial Chaos Armor, his combat strength would be much stronger.

In a world like the Great Desolate Primitive World, overly complicated techniques were useless.

At the True Spirit realm, Dao and sword techniques that harnessed the power of Heaven and Earth were useless.

Against overwhelming power, physical strength, bloodline, and the struggle of inherited power were all real.

With just a bit of strength, he could shatter a world. This was a true expert.

Han Muye had already understood this principle when he refined the dragon crocodile's body.

Whether in the Great Desolate or the Primordial era, both were battles of absolute power.

This kind of power was the combination of countless elemental powers, and the stronger one was, the more capable they were of shattering realms.

"Bang!"

The array around him shattered, and Han Muye soared into the air.

In the distance, the human race once again formed their ranks.

This time, the war manifested as golden-armored generals, wielding long-handled battle axes, charging towards the mountain peaks.

Without hesitation, Han Muye, Shang Zhenyu, and the other two flew directly towards the golden-armored generals.

"Boom—"

Han Muye shattered the shadow of the general in front of him with a single punch.

His boxing technique was so vigorous that it amazed Zhang Chenyang.

In less than half an hour, the human race's large army retreated again.

If it weren't for Han Muye slowly comprehending the combination of his own strength with the Primordial armor and the enlightenment of the true spirit realm's power, even the two true spirits in front of him could be repelled.

Of course, it would be challenging for the two true spirits of the human race to inflict serious injuries or kill him while working together.

"Patriarch Han, I wonder if I can learn these fist techniques?" Zhang Chenyang walked up to Han Muye and bowed.

Shang Zhenyu's eyes lit up as he looked at Han Muye expectantly.

"We're all from the Golden Crow race. Of course we can learn them."

Han Muye smiled and spoke.

In the next 10 days, Han Muye taught Zhang Chenyang and the others the Heaven-Breaking Fist.

It was not only the two Golden Crow True Spirit Realm experts. The other experts were also very interested in Han Muye's fist techniques and came to learn them.

Apart from Han Muye, Han Jin, Han Dingyi, and the people from Zhuo Yuan Tribe had also practiced these fist techniques.

Of course, in terms of fist techniques, Han Muye was the only one who was proficient in them.

In these 10 days, the human army came to attack several more times, but they all abandoned their armor and returned.

Especially when Shang Zhenyu's proficiency in the Heaven Breaking Fist increased, and the power of his boxing technique became apparent, he single-handedly suppressed one of the true spirits on the opposing side.

With this development, the battles became one-sided.

The human race's large army became hesitant to advance.

According to Han Muye's calculation, as long as another month pa.s.sed, the human race's large army would be worn down, losing their combat strength.

Even the four True Spirit Realm experts would be in disarray.

This was the secret ground of the Golden Crow tribe!

The longer these humans stayed here, the more dangerous it would be.

When the Golden Crow tribe's large army entered or when other powerhouses stepped in, they would have no place to bury themselves.

The Golden Crow tribe was not a small group; it was impossible for them to ignore the infiltration of over a hundred thousand human troops into their secret ground, where so many true spirit powers turned a blind eye.

For Han Muye and the others, each additional day they held out increased their chances of victory.

For the human race, each additional day they stayed increased their crisis.

"Buzz!"

Above the sky, in the endless dark s.p.a.ce, a golden light suddenly flashed.

The golden light seemed to tear open a crack from the outside.

Everyone looked up in excitement before the mountain peaks.

"It's a powerhouse from our Golden Crow tribe!"

"The Golden Crow tribe's powerhouse is finally coming in!"

Countless elites of the Golden Crow tribe cheered loudly.

Their despair in this secret ground was beyond the imagination of outsiders.

Facing the human army and so many True Spirits…

If not for Patriarch Han Muye turning the tide, they would have died here long ago.

"Where is Shang Zhenyu…"

In the void, a thunderous sound rang out.

An illusory golden face appeared.

"Shang Zhenyu greets Elder Shang Jian!" Shang Zhenyu took a step forward and shouted.

The person who came was their Shang Tang Tribe's Elder, a peak level two True Spirit Realm expert.

"Shang Zhenyu, Zhiyang City was attacked by human experts. City Lord He risked his life to destroy the altar, and after 10 days, the Sun Seizing Event will conclude."

In the sky, Shang Jian's words made everyone widen their eyes.

Zhiyang City was attacked and the altar was destroyed.

Human race actually dispatched powerhouses to attack Zhiyang City!

City Lord He was at the Second Revolution True Spirit Realm, but he could not even withstand it.

Just how strong were the humans?

With the altar destroyed, could they still leave?

"You need to pa.s.s through the third level of the secret ground in 10 days, gain the recognition of our Golden Crow tribe's seniors, and leave the ruins of the ancient Golden Crow Divine Court."