Maximum Comprehension: Taking Care of Swords In A Sword Pavilion

Chapter 1988: 822, Refining the Dragon Crocodile’s Head_2

Even though Youying was not known for battle prowess in his prime, he was at the peak of his strength and could definitely suppress the Dragon Crocodile that was left with only a remnant body.

“Boom”

In the void, a thunderous roar erupted.

A phantom of the Ancient Dragon Crocodile materialized.

With a body spanning millions of feet, its massive head was covered in scales that shimmered with a ghostly light.

Its sharp fangs seemed capable of tearing the sky apart.

Raising its head, the phantom of the Dragon Crocodile let out a silent roar towards the skies beyond Kunwu.

As it roared, thunder and thick clouds above the sky trembled and then burst forth beyond the heavens, smashing the bodies of the foreign races scattered around Kunwu into pieces.

Neither the four-armed members of the Canaan Tribe nor the other oddly-shaped space mutated beasts could withstand the onslaught of the rolling clouds and thunder.

In the void, a surge of blood-red energy gathered and then rushed towards the center of Kunwu, merging into the body of the Dragon Crocodile.

The originally ethereal body of the Dragon Crocodile seemed to become a bit more substantial.

However, this small addition of strength was clearly insufficient, as the Dragon Crocodile’s raised head slowly lowered.

Below, Han Muye stood with a long spear in hand, his expression calm.

Behind him, another phantom of the Ancient Dragon Crocodile emerged.

“Roar”

At that moment, a bellow shook heaven and earth!

The two phantoms of the Ancient Dragon Crocodile collided.

Within Kunwu, all divine beasts lowered their heads, trembling.

This was the suppression of bloodline power.

The bloodline power of the Ancient Primordial Overlords was so strong that it could directly suppress Kunwu.

“Bang”

As the two vast figures collided, Han Muye’s body shook, as if it would collapse.

But outside his body, a layer of golden, blood-red armor, and a layer of sparkling lightning held his body firm.

The Blood Demon Formation.

The Kui power.

Han Muye’s foundation was rooted in the power of the Dragon Crocodile, but it was never said that the power of the Dragon Crocodile was his fundamental power.

His true foundation had always been sword cultivation, fusing all things into his Dao.

Above his head, as the two phantoms of the Dragon Crocodile dueled, Han Muye’s gaze fell on the Dragon Crocodile’s skull in front of him.

The round-eyed skull of the Dragon Crocodile exuded endless ferocity and vastness.

Even ordinary divine beasts would have their souls shattered if they directly faced these eyes.

At this moment, Han Muye held the God-slaying Spear in his hand, and above his head, three golden longswords radiated sword light.

The Sword of the soul.

Using the strength of the soul to stabilize the soul.

His empty palm slowly pressed down onto the Dragon Crocodile’s skull.

A fierce aura instantly surged into his divine spot.

The inherently savage power of the Ancient Overlords filled his divine spot in an instant.

This violent aura intertwined, causing Han Muye’s eyes to turn red in a flash.

In that instant, the Blood Demon Formation suppressing the Dragon Crocodile’s skull released golden spiritual symbols that enshrouded Han Muye’s body.

This was what Han Muye had been waiting for.

As the Blood Demon Formation surged, the bloodlust in his armor vibrated, merging with the power of the Blood Demon Formation.

This power, being of the same origin, combined and then gathered towards Han Muye.

The bloodlust was a power used to seal and suppress the Dragon Crocodile; with Han Muye gathering this power, naturally, he also gained the power to suppress the Dragon Crocodile.

On the palm of his hand pressing on the Dragon Crocodile’s skull, a blood-colored halo began to expand and spread.

The body of the Dragon Crocodile above his head shook slightly, affected by it.

Within Han Muye’s divine spot, the savage aura churned violently, as if it would shatter his divine spot.

But atop Han Muye’s head, three divine soul longswords held his body steady, securing his divine spot against the assault without showing a single crack.

Not only that, but the various powers within his divine spot intertwined fiercely, restraining that boundless power.

“Hum—”

The power within the blood-colored armor integrated and then further suppressed the Dragon Crocodile’s skull before him, causing the entire skull to begin fading into ethereality.

Compared to the perilous process of refining the Dragon Crocodile’s tail at the Dripping Blood Cliff, this time, the process was much smoother.

Moreover, this time, not only could Han Muye rapidly refine the Dragon Crocodile’s skull into his body, but he could also feel the latent strength of the soul within.

The soul of the Dragon Crocodile had been extracted into the God-slaying Spear, but there was still a residual strength of the soul in the body of the Dragon Crocodile.

Now, as Han Muye refined the Dragon Crocodile’s skull, that remnant of the soul was drawn out, slowly converging and transforming into an elderly figure dressed in a mournful robe, with grim features and a solitary expression of pride.

This figure looked strikingly similar to the Heaven Ascension Immortal Sovereign of the past.

“It is you who inherits my power,” the elder looked at Han Muye, his face bearing a hint of coldness as he spoke indifferently.

“Have you seen Heaven Ascension?”

Heaven Ascension Immortal Sovereign.

Han Muye nodded.

“He is not my incarnation, just a malicious thought that seeped from my soul, which was corrupted and controlled by the power of the outer realm,” the elder’s expression did not change.

“Since you can refine my body, I will give it to you, but you must promise that if one day you encounter Heaven Ascension, you will slay him.”

Slaying the Heaven Ascension Immortal Sovereign.

The Heaven Ascension Immortal Sovereign had been imprisoned in the Divine Source Heavenly Palace for countless years.

But now it seemed that his imprisonment was not as simple as it appeared.

With the power of the Heaven Ascension Immortal Sovereign, it would have been easy to leave the Divine Source Heavenly Palace.

If he did not leave, it was certainly for some ulterior motive.

And considering the attack on Kunwu by the Canaan Tribe, which had never before appeared in the Primordial Universe, it was likely that the Heaven Ascension Immortal Sovereign was the strongest presence of the Canaan Tribe lurking in the Desolate Wilderness.

This also explained why the Heaven Ascension Immortal Sovereign used the river of time to transmit methods, enabling Han Muye alone to shatter numerous worlds and trigger the collapse of the Heavenly Cycle Divine World’s power.

“If I see the Heaven Ascension Immortal Sovereign again, I will seek clarity,” Han Muye nodded in agreement.