Maximum Comprehension: Taking Care of Swords In A Sword Pavilion Chapter 1468 Eighth level of the Essence Spirit Realm, Awake

"Please don't hold back to eliminate future troubles."

Han Muye cupped his hands towards the others, and then a faint Golden Crow shadow appeared behind him.

Everyone nodded. The various essence spirit phantoms behind them stirred the surrounding elental forces.

"Kill!"

Han Muye shouted, the Great Sun Golden Crow shadow was activated, and his blood and energy transford into a golden armor, soaring through the sky.

In his hand, a golden war spear was gripped, accompanied by a resounding burst of Qi.

Han Chaohu followed behind him. The essence spirit shadow on his back carrying a faint green color and a trace of golden divine light.

In his hand, there was also a long spear, deep red as if burning flas.

As an elder of the Golden Crow Han Clan with a cultivation of the sixth level of the Essence Spirit, Han Zhaohu, with guidance and assistance from Han Muye, had made significant progress in the past two months.

Not only did he stabilize his cultivation, but the awakened bloodline power also increased significantly. Moreover, he received a three-patterned divine-marked spear from Han Muye, directly boosting his combat power several tis over.

The three people from the Black Flood Dragon Race glanced at each other, activating their Essence Spirit power. Three black flood dragon shadows, one purple and two green, appeared and traversed the sky.

The remaining people quickly followed.

The Black Tiger roared, excitent evident in its eyes.

Han Jin, who was following behind the black tiger, gripped the long wooden sword in his hand and moved swiftly.

"Boom—"

Ahead, there was a rumbling sound.

The young patriarch had already engaged with those human hunters!

Han Jin gritted his teeth, flas seemingly about to burst from his eyes, and his blood boiled.

As a mber of the Golden Crow Clan, he had his own pride.

However, over the years, their clan had been in decline, with countless mbers hunted by humans.

Today, if he could follow the young patriarch to kill these hunters, so what if he died in battle?

He roared and rushed forward, a red fla rising involuntarily from his body.

Empowered by the divine fla of the Great Sun Golden Crow!

This was the favor of the power of the sun.

If it were in the past, receiving the empowernt of the Great Sun Golden Crow's power would have made Han Jin ecstatic, but at this mont, he felt nothing and charged full force into the battlefield.

"Kill!"

With a furious roar, he waved his long wooden sword and slashed with the sword techniques taught by the young patriarch.

He couldn't exhaust his strength. He had to have the strength to spin around.

He must not die when he was attacking. He had to feel the changes in the opponent's strength.

When the sword thrust out, one had to follow it. One could not stop.

Blood splattered, sensing the circulation of the long sword, Han Jin seed to have entered a realm where no one else existed.

One after another, human hunters collided with his long sword, then left their lives behind.

Several other powerful mbers of different clans turned their heads and looked at Han Jin.

Han Jin's cultivation was not high, but the combat talent he displayed at this mont was astonishingly dominant among the crowd.

"His combat talent is extrely good, and his swordsmanship is extraordinary," an expert of the Black Flood Dragon Race behind Feng Zhen said in a deep voice.

At this mont, Han Jin's displayed combat strength was unexpectedly not inferior to his own,

despite the difference of a major cultivation realm.

The others nodded.

Feng Zhen's gaze landed in the distance. The young patriarch of the Han Mountain Clan was fighting several human experts.

Because of the mountain between them, they couldn't see the details of the battle.

But the continuous sound of thunderous explosions clearly indicated the fierceness of the battle over there.

The surging and intertwining of elental forces in the surrounding void also made people feel the strength of the person in the battle.

At least two human hunters at the seventh layer of the Essence Spirit.

The strength of this group of hunters was even more formidable than they had speculated before.

"Kill!" Feng Zhen shouted in a low voice. He waved the long saber in his hand, and the saber light crossed a hundred feet, shattering the body of a Daoist in a blue robe.

The eyes of the old man from the Fla-Eyed Snake Race, Qi Yunliang, flashed with a blue light. The halo that flashed made the human alchemist in gray robes in front of him shiver, and the flowing light in his hand dissipated.

"Bang!"

Qi Yunliang raised his hand with a punch, sending the opponent flying.

"Buzz!"

Above the distant forest, a golden fla rose.

It was indeed the awakening of the Golden Crow bloodline!

Everyone looked up and saw a 100-foot-long Golden Crow phantom spreading its wings, shining with golden light.

The Golden Crow spat out a ball of dark golden flas.

"Bang!"

The mountains collapsed and the ground cracked, and proficiency flas splashed.

Half of the mountain peak shattered!

This was the power of the Golden Crow bloodline!

Everyone's eyes were on Han Muye, who held a long spear in his hand, wearing a golden armor, and soaring into the sky.

His body was covered with a purple light of the Essence Spirit.

Purple!

Everyone stared blankly, focusing on the faint purple halo.

Eighth level of the Essence Spirit Realm, Golden Crow bloodline awakening!