Maximum Comprehension: Taking Care of Swords In A Sword Pavilion

Chapter 1565: Primordial Old Friend, Kui

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The physical strength of the dragon crocodile was at the overlord level.

Even if only one-third of the body remained here suppressed, it was still an existence that even Immortal Venerables dared not face directly.

Who would have thought that Han Muye, who had not even reached the

Immortal Venerable Realm, would dare to directly devour and refine thedragon crocodile’s body?

The sword flew up, and the sword light enveloped Han Muye’s body.

For so many years, the sword of slaughter had been here, and its killing intent had already merged with the body of the Dragon Crocodile.

No one could have imagined that Han Muye didn’t slowly refine the body of the Dragon Crocodile with the sword of slaughter, combining it over countless years. Instead, he had long harbored the intention of directly refining and devouring it.

It was not that Han Muye was too ambitious, but he knew that Immortal Lord Tongtian would not be so kind with the soul of the dragon crocodile.

Immortal Venerable Tongtian knew that no one in the world could refine the body of the dragon crocodile, which was why he deliberately left it here.

Immortal Venerable Tongtian wanted Han Muye to use all his strength to nurture this body.

If Han Muye did not refine this dragon crocodile’s body, he would eventually become someone else’s scapegoat.

“Boom—”

Behind Han Muye, a blood-colored pillar of light rose into the sky.

he surging power made his body seem like it was about to be torn apart.

But he just gritted his teeth and directed the bloodline power towards the seemingly slowly awakening body of the Dragon Crocodile.

Looking up at the dim blood-red sky, he raised his hand.

Han Muye didn’t recognize the large array that sealed the body of the blood crocodile.

But Zhang Lingyu, who had walked out of the galaxy, recognized it.

Not only did she recognize it, but Zhang Lingyu also had special research on these sealing arrays.

Now, Han Muye has mastered that research.

“Seal, Heaven, Extinct, Earth—

Word by word, Han Muye uttered a rant that sounded like a roar.

As soon as he finished speaking, a blood-red light shone in the void.

The entire array of the Dripping Blood Cliff turned into a blood-colored armor that draped over Han Muye’s body.

Using the array as armor!

With the blood armor on, the originally surging power of the Dragon Crocodile was bound.

Han Muye raised his hand and a torrent of bloodline beads poured into his body.

These bloodline beads would become the source to drive the blood armor.

With the million bloodline beads in his possession, it was more than enough.

The array of the Dripping Blood Cliff disappeared, and the cultivators in the Dripping Blood Cliff stood up in confusion.

“Yunlan Sword Immortal!”

Murong Zhuo and the others looked at Han Muye and quickly bowed.

“You’re free.’

Han Muye, who was wearing blood armor, appeared above the Dripping Blood

Cliff. He swept his gaze over and spoke softly.

Free…

The Immortal Cultivators who had been stationed at the Dripping Blood Cliff for countless years were momentarily at a loss.

Han Muye did not stay on the Dripping Blood Cliff for long. After meeting with the Immortal Lords, he flew away.

He was currently refining the power of the dragon crocodile and merging it with his three primordial spirit swords. He still needed the last bit of help.

Heavenly Radiance Sect.

As a sect with the inheritance of the demon clan in the Fuyu Immortal World, the Heavenly Radiance Sect had its own foundation.

In the secret land of the Heavenly Radiance Sect, there was an ancient Kui that had been stationed since the era of the primordial chaos.

However, it seemed that the soul of this Kui had already dissipated, leaving only the physical body.

“Yunlan Sword Immortal, last time you came to my Heavenly Radiance Sect’s secret land, you couldn’t open it. Do you have other means this time?” Han

Muye was greeted by the sect master, Immortal Lord Fu Xue, in a white robe.

Immortal Lord Fu Xue, who was dressed in a white robe, looked at Han Muye with a smile.

Last time, Han Muye had come to the secret land of the Heavenly Radiance Sect, but in the end, he left because he couldn’t break through the barrier of the secret land.

Although Immortal Lord Fu Xue promised to let Han Muye enter the secret land once, it was Han Muye’s own business if he couldn’t get in.

“l fortunately found a treasure, come and try it.” Han Muye nodded.

He naturally knew that the Heavenly Radiance Sect was very unwilling to let him enter the secret land.

However, this was an agreement from a long time ago. Han Muye had resisted the army of the Divine Realm, and the Heavenly Radiance Sect had let him enter the mystic realm once.

Immortal Lord Fu Xue forced a smile and led him to the teleportation array.

“Buzz!”

With a flash of immortal light, an illusory world appeared in front of Han Muye,

“Primitive Desolate Fragment!” The golden bird’s low cry sounded in his ears.

Of course, Han Muye knew that this was a Primordial Fragment.

He stretched out his hand, and a golden immortal light flashed in his palm, enveloping the jade-colored ruler.

Heaven Measuring Ruler.

He raised his hand and smashed the long ruler at the illusory world in front of him.

“Bam!”

The green light pierced through the barrier in front of him, gently tearing apart a piece of paper.

This was the power of the rules.

The Heaven Measuring Ruler had the power to break through the world.

“Boom—”

A boundless aura assaulted his face.

Immortal Lord Fu Xue, who was standing behind the teleportation array, had a complicated expression as he watched Han Muye step into the mystic realm. The light screen closed again.

“This is truly someone favored by heaven and earth…”

Immortal Lord Fu Xue shook his head with a bitter smile.

It couldn’t be helped. Some people could do things that others couldn’t.

For the Heavenly Radiance Sect, this secret realm could only be entered once every few hundred or even thousand years.

Stepping into the secret realm, Han Muye’s gaze fell on the long-horned green ox that seemed like a mountain range in front.

The green ox lay there, like a vast mountain range.

“Kui…” The golden bird spread its wings, its eyes flashing with golden light.

“Hehe, finally, an old friend from the Primordial World is here.” A chuckle sounded, and a white-bearded Daoist in a green robe with a wooden branch in his hair appeared in front of Han Muye.

“So it’s Vast Heaven.” The old man bowed slightly to the golden bird.

“The Kui clan is indeed a rare sight now.” The golden bird nodded, flapping its wings.

The old man’s face showed a touch of emotion as he turned to look at Han Muye.

Behind Han Muye, the phantom of Kui appeared..