Maximum Comprehension: Taking Care of Swords In A Sword Pavilion

1491 Golden Crow Han Muye, Patriarch of the Han Mountain Tribe (3)

“Follow me!”

The blood and energy on his body condensed, and a loud shout echoed.

Below, the Han Mountain Tribe, the Muyang Mountain Tribe, and other scattered tribes followed him, charging towards another direction.

It was not a big deal to lose the Golden Crow army.

Whether it was the Han Mountain Tribe or the Muyang Mountain Tribe, these tribal forces could only be swept away and ultimately dispersed in such a grand battle.

Since that was the case, it was better to lead his own tribe and leave.

After all, when he accepted the summons initially, the Zuo Yuan Tribe had rejected them.

Roars and collisions filled the chaotic power of heaven and earth.

Against the trend, the Han Mountain Tribe and the Muyang Mountain Tribe followed closely behind him.

More and more scattered tribes were gathering.

By the time he retreated a thousand miles, nearly 500,000 people from various tribes had once again gathered behind him.

At this point, even though it was a thousand miles away, they could still see the fierce battle on the battlefield.

The power of heaven and earth, ignited by a million Golden Crow tribes, illuminated the sky with the brilliance of the Golden Crow.

The human army was the darling of heaven and earth, receiving the favor and blessing of the power of this world, shining brightly.

Between heaven and earth, the interweaving of golden and silver light seemed to shake the entire world.

Han Muye stood in mid-air, and the figure of the Golden Crow’s essence spirit appeared behind him.

His expression was solemn.

The human race was truly too powerful.

The Golden Crow Tribe, though formidable, could only be gradually divided before the human army’s formation.

Regardless of how the Golden Crow Tribe’s army moved, it seemed that the human race had long controlled their every move.

“Was this pre-scouted, or are there traitors?”

Han Muye murmured softly, watching the ever-changing illusions and divine light.

When they received the summons, there were people causing trouble among them.

Could it be that the traitor was on the move at that time?

“Kill—”

An army of 10,000 people rushed over.

In the distance, various formations of the human army spread out.

They were driving away the surrounding tribes and exotic beasts.

Behind Han Muye, the army that had just gathered began to retreat.

These people had no cohesion at all.

Han Muye squinted his eyes.

Battle intent surged from his body.

In the distance, the Golden Crow army seemed to have slowly been separated and surrounded.

The human race had at least five million troops this time.

With five times the strength, in addition to those battle formations, armor, and weapons, and sufficient combat equipment, the Golden Crows could only wait to be slowly slaughtered.

“Jin Yutao, fight me if you dare!”

Zhuo Yu’s voice sounded in the void.

A huge Golden Crow phantom condensed and flapped its wings in the sky.

The Great Sun Golden Crow in the sky seemed to be reflecting its light.

“A battle?” said a scornful voice.

“Zhuo Yu, what right do you have to challenge me?

“I have a million troops under me. Killing you is as easy as crushing an ant.

“You’re not worthy of challenging me!”

The sound was like thunder.

The surrounding human army shouted in response.

The Golden Crow Tribe’s aura was completely suppressed.

From the looks of it, the Golden Crow tribe’s defeat was set.

“Patriarch, what should we do!”

Han Dingyi’s shout came from below.

In front of him, several human armies surrounded him. If he didn’t leave now, he wouldn’t be able to.

In the distance, the human army had already slowly surrounded them. Zhuo Yuan’s forces were surrounded and killed.

“What do you want me to do?” Han Muye looked up at the sun in the sky.

The light of the sun was still shining, but it did not change at all.

That was true. In the countless years of the Great Desolate, the world had changed, and the rise and fall of the tribes had been seen too many times.

“Or what would you do if it were you?” Whispering again, Han Muye lowered his head.

His own tribe and the other Golden Crows.

The chaotic battle in the wilderness.

“Boom—”

In the distance, the Golden Crow that Zhuo Yu had transformed into was entangled by three golden streams of light.

Three True Spirit Realm experts!

Not only these three, but the other True Golden Crow expert who followed Zhuo Yu and the two half-step True Spirit experts were also surrounded by several times the number of human experts.

This was under the condition that not all the human experts were present.

Han Muye could see all kinds of spells and weapons in the golden light.

Humans were best at controlling the Heaven and Earth powers and using the essence of all things for their own use.

The bloodline power of the Golden Crow Tribe was indeed powerful.

Its power was rich.

If it was a one-on-one battle, the Golden Crow Tribe could crush human experts.

But how could he have the chance to fight one-on-one?

The humans surrounded them.

“Patriarch, leave quickly—”

A shout resounded through the world. An expert of the Golden Crow Tribe who was at least at the peak of the ninth level of the Essence Spirit Realm was sent flying with a single strike. Then, his body turned into dense flames.

Self-destruct.

His body and his essence spirit turned into the Golden Crow Blazing Sun.

The flaming ball of light rushed forward. The surrounding humans all dodged and made way.

This person used his life to open up an escape path for Zhuo Yu.

Han Muye looked up and narrowed his eyes.

He could feel that at the moment when the Golden Crow tribe expert exploded, there was a slight and imperceptible vibration in the sky above the sun.

This vibration was so small that outsiders couldn’t perceive it at all.

Only Han Muye, who had comprehended the origin of heaven and earth, could sense it.

“Kill—”

Zhuo Yu did not hesitate. The Golden Crow that he had transformed into spread its wings and rushed towards the Great Dao.

No one could stop his way forward.

When the true spirit realm Golden Crow tribe experts erupted, their might was unstoppable.

“Zuo Yu, you can go, but leave all your tribesmen behind for me.” The voice of the human general echoed in the void.

As soon as he finished speaking, the power of heaven and earth surged in the surrounding void.

The human army formation rapidly changed, tightening the encircled battle circle, squeezing the previously divided Golden Crow tribespeople even more.