Maximum Comprehension: Taking Care of Swords In A Sword Pavilion - #1529 - 1529 Control, Two Rules!

Two torrents collided in front of a chaotic and rugged mountain peak.

For a moment, there was a deafening explosion, as if the heavens and the earth were being torn apart.

On top of the mountain peak was a golden gate. It was 1,000 feet high and 300 feet wide.

Passing through the gate would lead to the second level of the secret ground.

It was said that the second level of the realm contained stronger and more diverse demon beasts and exotic beasts with even greater suppressive force.

The bloodline power within could also increase the chances of awakening the Golden Crow bloodline.

Han Muye, Shang Zhenyu, and the others flew out and blocked the door of light.

The bloodline power of the Golden Crow was activated, transforming into a shadow of the Golden Crow.

There were only four human True Spirits on the first level. They were not stronger than the three of them.

As long as they handled it properly, they could even counterattack.

The individual strength of the Golden Crow tribe surpassed that of the human tribe.

The human army in front of the mountain peak couldn’t fully leverage the advantage of their formation, and 60,000 elite Golden Crow warriors could slowly wear down the human army.

“Boom—”

The armies clashed, with golden light and various essence spirits shining.

By now, the human army no longer concealed themselves, and the Essence Spirit power they cultivated burst out.

Green wolves, black panthers, and black bears had the most primordial spirits of beasts with both strength and speed.

There were also quite a few exotic beasts like the flood dragons and cloud-patterned black tigers.

Overall, in terms of essence spirit power alone, the human tribe couldn’t match the divine beast Golden Crow.

However, Han Muye knew that the advantage of the human tribe lay in their vast and united population. They were able to achieve maximum benefits with minimal cost.

“Kill!”

The Golden Crow True Spirit behind Han Muye, who was holding a longsword, flashed and rushed forward.

The four human true spirits exchanged glances, with two of them flying to intercept.

The other two engaged in combat with Zhang Chenyang and Shang Zhenyu.

Han Muye’s sword danced in his hand, and each thrust triggered the gathering of the power of heaven and earth.

The two True Spirits of the human race looked solemn.

Although Han Muye didn’t currently display the armor capable of killing true spirits, his swordsmanship alone made them treat him seriously.

As Han Muye’s sword moved, the power of the true spirit realm became increasingly familiar.

His sword light extended from the initial hundred feet.

The true spirit realm was the realm of immortals, with control over power and an understanding of the rules.

Immortal Lords pursued luck, while Immortal Venerables pursued rules.

Only an Immortal Venerable who controlled the rules could have the chance to survive the calamity.

When Han Muye was communicating with Shang Zhenyu and Zhang Chenyang, he discovered that the true spirit of the Great Desolate Ruins Realm could only control the rules at the second transition.

In other words, an ordinary True Spirit’s combat strength was only equivalent to an Immortal Venerable who had just entered the Immortal Venerable Realm and had yet to grasp the rules.

He had surpassed the Immortal Lord Realm, but he was powerless in the hands of a veteran Immortal Venerable.

The combat strength of those Immortal Venerables who had passed the calamity was even more unfathomable.

Although Han Muye had come into contact with a few Immortal Venerables and had even ambushed the incarnation of Immortal Venerable Minghe, he knew that the control of a true powerful Immortal Venerable was definitely not something ordinary true spirits could compare to.

At this moment, he was facing two True Spirit Realm cultivators and the sword in his hand shone brightly. Every move contained the power of this space and turned into a Golden Crow Divine Flame that burned the surrounding heaven and earth.

The two True Spirit Realm cultivators retreated in front of him, not daring to take him head-on.

“Boom—”

With a slash of the sword, a golden-red fire cloud covered a radius of 100 miles.

Standing in the center of the flames, Han Muye suddenly trembled.

Rules!

Fire Rule!

This was the law of fire contained in the Golden Crow Divine Flame!

It turned out that the Great Desolate wasn’t devoid of the control of rule-bending power. It was just deemed unnecessary.

In the Great Desolate Era, power was crude, and control was imprecise.

However, power was power. The power of laws had long been integrated into it, but it had not been refined.

At this moment, his longsword guided continuously, finally coaxing the subtle aspects of that power and extracting a trace of rules.

Flames.

To the power of the Golden Crow, the power of fire was the lowest level.

If the Golden Crow was only a flame, it was impossible for it to hang high in the Nine Heavens and become the controller of the Heaven and Earth Great Dao in this world.

“The power of the Blazing Sun Golden Crow can control the laws of fire.”

“This kind of control over the natural order is completely different from the previous ones that can only absorb a trace of the natural order power.”

Han Muye pointed his sword forward and whispered.

He could feel the flames around him circulating with his thoughts.

Within a hundred miles, all the flames obeyed his orders.

“Therefore, in the ancient era, various Gods controlled the laws of this power.

“Just like now!”

Han Muye raised his sword.

Hundreds of miles of flames converged into a sword.

The long sword slashed down!

“Boom—”

The thousand-mile sword edge was filled with flames!

Control, Fire Rule!

Rule power wrapped around Han Muye’s body.

Although the Rule Bending Power that he had mastered before could not be used in the Square Primitive World, it could be improved rapidly after he mastered the Fire Rule.

This was the pull of his own power.

“Retreat!”

In front of Han Muye, the two true spirits could not resist at all and could only retreat.

As soon as they retreated, the other two human True Spirits did not dare to stay any longer. With a shout, they led the army back a thousand miles.

This battle lasted for a total of four hours. The Golden Crow race, who had blocked the door of light on the second level, had won.

Seeing the human army retreat after losing many corpses, the people in front of the mountain peak cheered.

“Patriarch Han is truly brave.” Shang Zhenyu looked at Han Muye and sighed softly.

He has just entered the True Spirit Realm and was able to fight against two True Spirit Realm experts by himself and even make them retreat in defeat. Who could imagine such combat strength?

Zhang Chenyang nodded in admiration.

Such a person’s future cultivation realm was limitless.

After the humans retreated, Han Muye and the other two went outside the golden door of light and sat cross-legged.

According to their plan, they would not enter the second level for the time being. They would guard here and wear down the power of the human race.