Maximum Comprehension: Taking Care of Swords In A Sword Pavilion

Chapter 1444 Great Desolate, Golden Crow! (4)

"Go away!"

"Go back to Lu Tang!"

Below the Han Mountain Ridge, there was a burst of cheers.

The Golden Crow Han Mountain tribe members, who had been oppressed, roared excitedly.

Han Muye turned around and looked at Han Chaohu.

"Elder, thank you for your hard work."

When he said that he had worked hard, Han Chaohu felt his heart tremble and his eyes almost turned red.

"Hey, Young Patriarch, you shouldn\'t have intervened!" Han Yunhe, who had struggled over, looked at Han Muye helplessly.

Han Chaohu also nodded regretfully.

They both saw the golden light in Han Muye\'s eyes.

This was a sign that he had awakened the Golden Crow bloodline.

How many years had it been since the entire Golden Crow clan\'s bloodline had awakened?

As long as their young patriarch cultivated well, his future would be limitless.

However, now that he had revealed the signs of awakening his bloodline in front of outsiders, the other tribes around the Han Mountain would probably attack him together.

No one would give their young patriarch a chance to grow.

"Elders, don\'t worry." Han Muye looked around. "I\'ve already come out of seclusion. My Golden Crow Han Mountain Clan no longer needs to endure in silence."

As soon as he finished speaking, a Golden Crow phantom appeared behind Han Muye.

This Golden Crow was different from the Golden Crow phantoms of other tribe members.

The Golden Crow phantom behind Han Chaohu and Han Yunhe was more than 10 feet tall, and the feathers on it were clearly visible.

However, the Golden Crow phantom behind Han Muye was 30 feet tall, with long feathers radiating a golden color.

A golden light appeared on the 30-foot-tall Golden Crow, as if it were forged from dark gold.

"The Golden Crow bloodline has awakened!"

"Young Patriarch has awakened the Golden Crow bloodline!"

Looking at this Golden Crow phantom, the clansmen below Han Mountain roared excitedly.

Many white-haired old men had tears on their faces.

This was the glory of the Golden Crow Clan!

The Great Sun Golden Crow had illuminated the vast wilderness for countless years. The bloodline of the Golden Crow race should be the most noble bloodline in this world!

When Han Muye\'s 30-foot-long Golden Crow phantom appeared and the golden light of the sun shone, all the clansmen felt the power of their bloodline surge.

The silent bloodline showed signs of awakening!

Both Han Jin and the others looked excited.

This was their power!

The power of the Golden Crow bloodline made them feel how powerful they were.

Han Chaohu and Han Yunhe looked at each other and sighed. They stopped talking.

It was not easy for Han Muye to condense the spirit of the clan. They could not destroy it just like that.

Moreover, the awakening of the young patriarch\'s bloodline was already known to the Black Panther Clan. It was too late to hide it now.

"Let\'s go back to the clan," Han Chaohu said softly as he helped Han Yunhe up.

An hour later, after settling all the Golden Crows down, Han Muye arrived at the hall where the clan was having a meeting.

It was called a hall, but it was a big stone house.

There were limestone walls, limestone tables, and chairs. There were some animal bones and wooden staffs hanging on the walls as decorations, making them look rough and clumsy.

Apart from Han Muye, who was sitting at the head of the table, the elders on both sides, Han Chaohu and Han Yunhe, were only left with two fourth-level Essence Spirit experts, Han Yuncheng and Han Dingyi.

These five people were the five strongest people in the Han Mountain Clan.

"Young Patriarch, this is the strength of our Han Mountain Clan now. There are powerful enemies everywhere. In my opinion, you should bring the juniors of the tribe away from Han Mountain first and return in a hundred years." Han Yunhe introduced the tribe and said in a low voice.

There were no experts inside, but there were powerful enemies outside.

In the current situation, Han Mountain\'s forces could not protect Han Muye, who had awakened his bloodline power.

Only by letting Han Muye leave could he protect the future of the Han Mountain Tribe.

Han Muye didn\'t speak. He raised his hand and drew on the limestone table in front of him with his fingertips, clearly delineating the distribution of forces around the Han Mountain Tribe.

Mountains, rivers, and territories that originally belonged to the Golden Crow and Han Mountain Tribe were almost completely occupied.

"I\'m not leaving."

Han Muye pressed his palm on the stone table in front of him, his eyes flashing with golden light, and the Golden Crow Divine Pattern on his forehead emitted a stream of light.

"These tribes that have taken over my Golden Crow Han Mountain Tribe\'s industries must return each and every one of them."

Return?

What did the Golden Crow Han Mountain tribe have to make others return?

With less than 500 tribe members, what did the Han Mountain tribe have to return?

Han Chaohu glanced at Han Yunhe, then took a deep breath and said in a low voice, "Young Patriarch, what\'s your current cultivation level?"

What realm could he cultivate to in a hundred years?

Third level Essence Spirit?

Essence Spirit, fourth level?

Under the curious gazes of the four people in the hall, a halo began to circulate on the essence spirit behind Han Muye.

Green-gray.

Red.

Orange.

Yellow.

Green.

Green.

Blue!

Seventh level of the Essence Spirit Realm!

In the hall, the four Golden Crow Han Mountain tribesmen widened their eyes and trembled.

Seventh level Essence Soul, Golden Crow bloodline awakened, invincible within a radius of 100,000 miles!