Maximum Comprehension: Taking Care of Swords In A Sword Pavilion

When the sun rose, all the lynxes came to pay their respects.

In their bloodline memories, they only had one master, Han Muye, who had given them strength.

After letting the other clansmen disperse, Han Muye asked 10 clan experts to stay.

Their mission was to go to the Green Weasel Clan’s base and help them resist the encirclement of the Skywalkers.

Then Han Muye looked at Shan Cang, who was standing at the side.

“Let’s go to White Crane Mountain.”

White Crane Mountain?

Shan Cang was stunned.

“Master, are we going to ally with them?” The long tail on his back moved slightly as he said in a low voice, “The Spiritual Boar Clan is tyrannical. I’m afraid they won’t accept it.”

“I’m interested in the bloodline of the Sky-Rending Roar.” Han Muye’s words made Shan Cang tremble.

Ignoring Shan Cang, Han Muye turned to look at Huang Zhihu, who had just woken up and was doing her morning exercise.

“Zhihu, can I give you a mission?”

Hearing that there was a mission, Huang Zhihu retracted her fists and nodded with anticipation.

“You’ll stay in the clan and teach them what you’ve learned. You’ll test them for literacy.”

Han Muye smiled.

Huang Zhihu’s eyes lit up. “Like Master Cui?”

Cui Helian was Huang Zhihu’s first mentor.

He nodded.

“Alright.” Huang Zhihu placed her hands behind her back and imitated Cui Helian’s demeanor. She walked forward and raised her hand to her chest to stroke it. Realizing that she did not have that long beard, she had to give up.

Yun Di followed her.

Watching Huang Zhihu teach the demons to read and write, Han Muye shook his head gently.

He was just finding something for this little girl to do.

Back then, he had arranged for Huang Zhihu to come to the secret realm so that he could help her fuse when he encountered a suitable bloodline.

This way, he could save Huang Zhihu hundreds of years of bitter cultivation.

This little girl was his adopted daughter and was the second generation of the top cultivators in the Western Frontier. Naturally, he had to give her the best opportunity.

Now, Huang Zhihu was enjoying herself in the secret realm, but she should not neglect her studies and cultivation.

Moreover, the secret realm was mostly filled with demons. Such an environment was not good for Huang Zhihu’s growth.

Han Muye prepared to get the treasures he wanted in the shortest time possible and leave the secret realm.

A heavenly crane appeared in front of Han Muye, and he stepped on its back.

The heavenly crane spread its wings and left.

The faint wind that Shan Cang had transformed into circled around the heavenly crane’s neck.

To the heavenly crane, who was good at flying, a thousand miles was just a matter of time.

The mountain rocks in front of him towered like a white crane spreading its wings.

At the foot of the mountain, demonic qi rose from the endless bases.

“Roar—”

With a roar, a black light turned into a strong wind and immediately collided with the sky.

The strong wind was like a blade, and the surrounding void hissed sharply.

The pressure was like a mountain.

The Spiritual Boar Clan was indeed brutal. They attacked immediately.

The heavenly crane spread its wings and dodged the attack of the astral winds.

The sky was the heavenly crane’s world.

Han Muye landed in the air with his hands behind his back.

Shan Cang’s expression was solemn as he looked down.

Beams of demonic light rose.

The strongest pillar of light soared into the sky. Among them, there was the phantom of a 100-foot-long black-armored ferocious boar roaring.

Heaven Realm demon.

This Spiritual Boar Clan really had a Heaven Realm demon.

Looking at the first Heaven Realm demon, Han Muye slowly narrowed his eyes. Behind him, sword light appeared.

The Eight Treasures Ruyi turned into a long sword made of green light. It activated the sword intent in his dantian and wrapped the purple sword light in his sea of Qi as it slashed down.

“Boom!”

The sword light collided with the pillar of light and struck the head of the boar demon phantom.

The boar demon wailed as its body turned into nothingness.

The Heaven Realm demon below stopped.

The sword light did not stop and slashed down again.

“Block—”

With a roar, several half-step Heaven Realm bodies collided with the sword light.

These figures did not voluntarily block the swords.

Their bodies rushed up uncontrollably.

“So, the bloodline spirit of the Spiritual Boar Clan has fused with a Heaven Realm demon.”

Han Muye whispered, his expression unchanged. The sword in front of him did not waver at all.

“Slash—”

The body of a half-step Heaven Realm expert was cut off by the sword light.

Void.

True Void.

The half-step Heaven Realm experts of the Spiritual Boar Clan did not have any actual combat strength.

The sword light swept across, and the other half-step Heaven Realm experts did not last more than three breaths.

No wonder this mere Spiritual Boar Clan could reach the Heaven Realm. It turned out that they had placed all their resources and bloodline power on that Heaven Realm demon alone.

Gathering the power of the clan to support one clansman.

Many foreign cultivators who entered the secret realm would do this.

He did not expect the demons in the secret realm to do this.

“Go to hell—”

The half-step Heaven Realm demon finally caught his breath after blocking the sword light. He roared angrily. Golden light flashed all over his body, and his head and face turned into four half-foot-long fangs.

“Demonic body and demonic nature? This is because he hasn’t completely fused with the bloodline power. His temperament has been affected by the bloodline power and he has lost his essence.”

Shan Cang whispered in fear.

In the secret realm, their bloodline power could not escape the fate of being refined.

However, most demons and bloodlines were compatible and complementary.

For example, the demon in front of him had forcefully refined his bloodline, causing his bloodline to conflict with his strength. There were very few people whose strength was not harmonious at all.

No wonder the Spiritual Boar Clan was so violent.

After transforming into a fanged demon, the strength of the Heaven Realm demon clearly increased by several times. The golden light around its body expelled the spiritual qi in the void.

As if it still felt that it was not enough, the big demon roared at the sky. The spiritual light flames on the altar behind him rose.

The bodies of the Spiritual Boar Clan members went limp. Their blood qi and demonic qi were extracted and poured into the altar.

Extract the essence of their bloodline.

This method was ruthless.

Han Muye shook his head. The sword light in front of him pressed forward and slashed down.

The Heaven Realm demon roared. The green demonic light in its mouth turned into wind blades that faced the sword.

The divine power of the Sky-Rending Roar.

The ancient beast, the Sky-Rending Roar, could control the power of wind and use wind blades to break through the cage of heaven and earth.

Even the barrier in the sky couldn’t block the Sky-Rending Roar’s attack.

This Spiritual Boar clearly had the bloodline power of the Sky-Rending Roar. This wind blade was extremely powerful.

“Wind?”

Looking at the wind blade, Han Muye slowly closed his eyes.

At this moment, he seemed to have transformed into a breeze, and his surroundings were filled with flowing clouds.

Where did the wind come from?

The heavens and earth changed.

The mountains, forests, water, fire, and all living things changed, causing the void to tremble. In the end, it turned into endless wind.

In that case, what if the wind changed again?

At this moment, Shan Cang, who was standing beside Han Muye, trembled and turned into wind. Then he turned into a wind blade and collided with the divine power of the Sky-Rending Roar below.

Wind against wind!

The tornadoes collided, and the wind blades vibrated continuously before turning into nothingness.

The astral winds dissipated, and the drifting clouds and winds were extinguished.

Below, the Heaven Realm demon widened his eyes in fear as he watched the sword descend from the sky and cut his body in half.

“Bang!”

At the altar, flames rose.

Shan Cang, who had turned into a breeze, crashed into the altar.

All the clansmen of the Spiritual Boar Clan prostrated on the ground, their auras surging and weakening.

Without the support of the Sky-Rending Roar bloodline, these Spiritual Boars were an extremely ordinary race.

An hour later, the flames exploded. Shan Cang, who had three tails behind him, transformed into a thousand feet tall. He took a step forward and let out a low roar.

Wind and clouds intertwined around Han Muye, and spiritual light surged.

Wind attribute affinity, perfect.

Through the comprehension of the bloodline power of the ancient mutated beast, Han Muye finally raised his wind attribute affinity to the maximum.

Now, if he used the Prairie Fire Sword Technique that combined wind and fire, his combat strength would increase by several times.

“Let’s go back and send someone to plunder this clan’s base to see if there’s anything useful.”

The bloodline power of the Spiritual Boar Clan was fused with Shan Cang, and the power of the clan declined infinitely.

Of course, they had to seize the resources in the clan.

Shan Cang had already used his bloodline power to summon more than a thousand lynx experts on the way.

Han Muye flew and landed on the back of the Heavenly Crane.

The Heavenly Crane circled and let out a soft cry.

“Is the bloodline power you want in White Crane Mountain?” Han Muye turned to look at the mountain rock that looked like a white crane spreading its wings.

Spiritual light flashed around him, and the figures of Heavenly Cranes appeared.

These Heavenly Cranes were all sleeping and slowly recuperating in the space of the Heavenly Crane Wings.

As the Heavenly Cranes appeared, they stretched their necks and let out long cries and crashed into the mountain rocks of White Crane Mountain.

“Bang!”

The blood-colored stream of light stained the mountain rocks.

The blood essence on heavenly crane’s head could increase the fusion of demon bloodlines.

This was a supreme treasure.

Han Muye frowned as he watched the Heavenly Cranes hit the rocks one after another. Their blood essence had been exhausted.

But he didn’t stop them.

He could feel that power was recovering on White Crane Mountain.

This power had a denseness that made one’s heart palpitate.

It was rich spatial power.

This power was the same as the Heavenly Crane Wings that Han Muye controlled.

Ancient bloodline?

The Heavenly Crane Inheritance?

Interesting.

“Boom!”

The rocks of White Crane Mountain exploded and collapsed, and the shadow of a huge white crane appeared.

The white crane raised its blood-stained head and cried out in grief.

The white crane stared at Han Muye.

He narrowed his eyes.

This white crane did not have wings.