Maximum Comprehension: Taking Care of Swords In A Sword Pavilion

It turned out that they were just incidental.

The other party wanted to open the passageway to the mystic ground.

Why did they not know about this passage?

“Opening the passageway requires a Third Transformation Golden Crow True Spirit.” Yang Zhen pointed his saber forward and looked at Shang Yue and Shang Chiyu.

“Which one of you stays?

“l can let the others go.”

Let the others go, but leave one behind to open the passage with his soul and true spirit?

Shang Chiyu hollered, “Don’t even think about it. Even if I self-destruct my soul, I won’t let you destroy our Golden Crow tribe’s secret ground and obtain the Three-legged Golden Crow True Spirit Bone.”

Shang Yue nodded heavily and condensed the power of the Golden Crow True Spirit.

It was just a battle to the death.

“Fufu, even without a Third Transformation True Spirit, 10,000 ordinary Golden Crow experts’ souls and 10 Golden Crow True Spirits will do.”

Yang Zhen laughed loudly and raised the long saber in his hand.

As his long saber slowly descended, the aura of the human race condensed.

He was just waiting for one strike.

“If you’re no match for him, self-destruct your True Spirit,” an old man behind Shang Yue said in a low voice.

“You too. Whoever hands over their soul to the human race and becomes a tool to open the mystic realm will be a sinner of the Golden Crow race!” A True Spirit Realm cultivator looked down and shouted.

If the true spirit self-destructed, the other people’s souls would self-destruct.

They would definitely not give the humans a chance to open the mystic realm.

At that moment, all the Golden Crows were determined to die.

Shang Yue took a deep breath and stepped forward.

Shang Chiyu followed behind him.

The two Third Transformation True Spirit Realm cultivators would take at

least 10 True Spirit Realm cultivators with them even if they died.

“Should we persevere and wait for the Han Clan’s Clan Chief and the others to come out?” Suddenly, someone spoke from below. “Yeah, Prince Shang Zhenyu and the others haven’t come out yet.”

“That’s right. As long as they come out, perhaps…”

A low voice sounded from below.

What did that mean?

Shang Yue suddenly turned around.

His legitimate son was still alive? Who was Clan Leader Han?

“Is it Han Muye?”

“Are they still in the secret ground?”

The person who spoke was Shang Jian, an Elder of the Shang Tang Department.

He had once gone to Zhiyang City to break open the altar and send a message to Han Muye.

He knew that Han Muye seemed to have a reputation in the secret ground.

“Chief Han is leading Prince Shang Zhenyu and the others to stop the human army. They should be out soon,” someone below replied loudly.

Shang Jian and Shang Yue were pleasantly surprised.

There were still clansmen in the secret ground!

Shang Zhenyu and the others were still alive!

Even though there were countless human armies and hundreds of human True Spirits surrounding them, everyone was still happy to hear that those close to them were not dead.

“Shang Zhenyu, come out!” Shang Yue shouted.

“Today, you and 1 will fight side by side. We will die without regrets!” Shang Yue laughed.

Behind him, a rumbling sound came from the void.

Heaven and earth seemed to be torn apart.

Figures fell one after another.

“Good!” Shang Zhenyu rushed to Shang Yue’s side with a long saber in his hand and an excited look on his face,

Above his head, a golden True Spirit Bone floated above the Golden Crow True Spirit.

With Shang Zhenyu’s return, countless golden figures descended.

Each of them had the power of the True Spirit Bones intertwining with them.

True Spirit Bone!

One.

Ten.

A hundred.

A thousand.

Ten thousand!

10,000 true spirit bones!

10,000 elites of the Golden Crow race who were at the ninth level of the Essence Spirit Realm fused with the True Spirit Bone and were half-step True Spirits.

How many True Spirit Realm cultivators could 10,000 half- step True Spirit Realm cultivators defeat?

“Boom—”

In the void, Han Muye and Zhang Chenyang, who were holding long swords, flew out, their bodies exuding a murderous aura.

“Seniors, the 100,000 humans and eight True Spirits who infiltrated our Golden Crow Tribe’s secret ground had all been killed!” Han Muye’s words carried the murderous aura of the battle.

Not only him, but everyone who came out of the secret realm at this time had this soaring murderous aura.

He had just killed, so he naturally had a murderous aura!

Annihilated 100,000 humans and eight True Spirits!

All the experts who infiltrated the Golden Crow tribe’s secret ground were killed!

The muscles on the faces of Shang Yue and the others twitched, and they couldn’t help but laugh.

In the void, an endless wave of Golden Crow power surged.

The surrounding heaven and earth seemed to be filled with golden divine

“All the seniors, according to the Sacred Record of the Gods, 10,000 True Spirits can activate the defensive array of the God Court.” Han Muye clasped his fists towards Shang Yue and looked towards the distance.

“Should we activate it?”

Ten thousand True Spirits!

How powerful was the Golden Crow tribe in ancient times?

When 10,000 True Spirits gathered, what kind of magnificent scene was that?

“Activate!” Shang Yue shouted without hesitation.

As soon as he finished speaking, Han Muye slashed down with the black sword in his hand.

“Boom—”

The long sword struck the green stone below, causing countless loose stones to collapse.

Amidst the rubble, golden lights appeared and intersected.

In the sky, the ten thousand True Spirit Bones merged with the golden radiance.

It seemed like they were telling a story.

Recounting the glory of the Divine Court in the past and the brilliance of these true spirits.

“Boom—”

Golden arrays rose one after another.

Golden-armored giants with Golden Crow heads and human bodies.

These illusory figures rushed towards the human army.

This was the final glory of the Divine Court.

This was the final glory of the Golden Crow Divine Court.

This was the final brilliance of the Golden Crow tribe.

The Divine Court, after all, no longer existed.

“Kill-”

Shang Yue shouted with tears streaming down his face.

“Kill-”

Countless members of the Golden Crow tribe roared into the sky.

From within those True Spirit Bones, came a tremor.

It was as if these experts from the ancient era had returned to kill the enemy with their juniors.

“Boom—”

A human formation was directly shattered.

Yang Zhen, the Heaven Suppression King, gritted his teeth and looked around.

His gaze fell on the 10,000 true spirit bones and turned to Han Muye, who was

holding a long sword..