Maximum Comprehension: Taking Care of Swords In A Sword Pavilion

How was this possible?

How could there be such an expert in the world?

The ferrymen of the Nether River also watched in horror as Han Muye slowly put away the Kui phantom.

The six-headed Dragon Sculpture Beast that even the First Elder could not defeat with the Soul Suppressing Banner was defeated just like that?

the Nether River, which had fallen into the void, would never return, right?

“You won?” Huang Six asked softly.

Just as he finished speaking, his expression changed drastically.

Before the Kui phantom in the sky dissipated, a huge claw stretched out from the blood-colored river below and tore the Kui phantom apart.

Then, a long neck stretched out from the river, and the seven heads on the neck opened their mouths and roared at the sky.

Seven songs!

Not only was the Six-Headed Dragon Sculpture Beast not defeated, but its strength also increased, turning into seven heads!

Seven-Headed Dragon Sculpture Beast!

Just the blood essence power flashing on this huge beast’s body froze the bloodlines of everyone on the 18 the Nether River Boats 100 miles away.

The demonic sage statue behind Huang Six trembled and roared indignantly before finally turning into nothingness.

His face was pale as he stared intently at the seven-headed dragon sculpture that was slowly diving into the Nether River.

He did not know if Han Muye, whose Kui phantom had been destroyed, could survive.

Without looking back, Huang Six rode the Bone Eroding Beast forward and pulled the Nether River Boat, which only had one sail left, away.

His strength was still insufficient, and it was completely impossible for him to be a match for the Seven-Headed Dragon Sculpture Beast.

Perhaps the Nether River Holy City had the power he needed.

Perhaps the Nether River Holy City had the power he needed.

Gritting his teeth, he pulled the Bone Eroding Beast forward towards the Nether River Holy City.

No matter what method he used, he needed to obtain powerful strength.

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Han Muye, who had been pulled into the river, was about to rush out of the water, but he stopped.

Because the moment he landed in the water, the blood-colored river water around him turned into a torrent and poured into his body.

His body was like a dry desert. No matter how much river water he absorbed, it was not enough.

It was an incomparably nourishing feeling.

It was as if the world that had been thirsty for tens of thousands of years had been watered at once.

The power of the Nether River was the power of blood essence.

This Nether River contained almost endless qi and blood power.

This power was emitted by an injured Immortal Venerable from the previous calamity.

Perceiving the Nether River’s power was comprehending the power of an Immortal Reverent.

Looking at the blood-colored river in front of him, Han Muye smiled.

The Underworld River water near the Killing Reef was no longer under the control of the Immortal Venerable Minghe.

The various powers intertwined here were all at the Immortal Reverent realm.

Be it the mutant beasts underwater or the seven-headed dragon statue beast, they were all manifestations of mutant power.

It was the residency of the power that injured Nether River Immortal Supremacy in the intermediate calamity.

Since this place was no longer under the control of the Nether River Immortal, wouldn’t it be natural to absorb the power here?

He didn’t let down the Senior who had once saved him, right?

In any case, he had no power to control this place.

Slowly releasing the suppression of his bloodline power, a green vortex appeared around Han Muye.

The vortex grew larger and larger, instantly locking down the surrounding 1,000 feet.

In ten breaths, the vortex expanded to a thousand feet.

The seven-headed Dragon Sculpture Beast, which had just fallen back into the blood-colored river, looked at Han Muye in fear.

The devouring power transmitted from Han Muye’s body had already exceeded his understanding.

Seeing this huge Dragon Sculpture Beast, Han Muye raised his hand.

A bolt of lightning flashed.

The dragon sculpture beast’s body trembled, and the eyes on its seven heads revealed desire and panic.

It yearned for the previous bolt of lightning to break through the bottleneck that it had been unable to break through for countless years, allowing it to form the seventh head.

Panic. The feeling of lightning entering one’s body was really uncomfortable.

However, regardless of whether it was panicking or yearning, the bolt of lightning had instantly exploded.

Then, countless lightning bolts surged in the entire river, turning into a sea of lightning.

The Seven-Headed Dragon Sculpture Beast roared miserably and rolled in the river. It wanted to escape but could not leave.

Han Muye shook his head.

The divine souls and physical strength of the mutated beasts living in the Nether River were extremely powerful, but their control over the Heaven and Earth powers was extremely poor.

Although the lightning he triggered was powerful, it could only make a Heaven Immortal die and a Golden Immortal escape.

With the physical strength of the Seven-Headed Dragon Sculpture Beast, it was completely capable of resisting.

However, this Seven-Headed Dragon Sculpture Beast only relied on its instincts and did not use any true strength.

This was a sign that he hadn’t awakened his bloodline power.

“Boom—”

The lightning wrapped around the seven-headed dragon sculpture beast and turned into a cocoon of light.

Han Muye sank into the river and kept absorbing the blood essence power in the river.

There was also a blood-colored cocoon of light around him.

In the cocoon of light, endless qi and blood surged.

After an unknown period of time, when Han Muye opened his eyes again, the power of his bloodline surged and gathered like a tide, and the phantom of the Kui behind him appeared again.

This time, the Kui’s power directly condensed.

Its golden body and long horns leaned against the sky, and lightning flashed in its eyes, as if it was a resurrected ancient Kui.

Divine light intersected in Han Muye’s eyes. After a moment of silence, he took out one of the last two divine lightning in his hand.

This was the power of the divine power condensed by the Kui that had slept since the Primordial Era.

Each of them was the top killing treasure of the Immortal World.

He raised his hand and held the divine lightning. Without any hesitation, he activated the power within and slammed it into the Kui behind him.

“Bang!”

The power of the divine lightning was too surging, directly shattering the Kui’s body.

The divine lightning that Kui had refined back then still had a lot of power accumulated. Now that the power of the second divine lightning had surged in, it was beyond control.