The inheritance ceremony of the clan leader was approaching, and time was running out. Han Muye did not hold back, punching out, and the golden shadow of the Golden Crow appeared.

The pale golden Golden Crow turned into a fist and flew through the air, causing the wind to howl like the sky collapsing.

Breaking Heaven Fist.

The shadow of the fist rotated, locking all the escape space of the golden-winged bird.

The golden-winged bird with wings spread ten feet spread out its wings in fear and let out a roar.

"Chirp——"

The sound seemed to penetrate the void and turned into a sharp sword slashing at Han Muye.

Soul attack.

However, Han Muye's Sky-breaking Fist was obviously able to withstand the attack of the spirit soul, as the fist seal glowed with golden light and exploded suddenly.

"Snapped--"

The Garuda's body was hit thirty feet away and hit the cliff, smashing into pieces of rubble.

Han Muye laughed, flew forward, and landed on the mountain wall where the golden-winged bird had landed.

There was a stone crack several feet wide on the mountain wall. In the stone crack, three golden-gray half-sized Garudas screamed in panic.

Below, the golden-winged bird, which was knocked down by Han Muye's punch, let out a mournful cry, spread its wings with difficulty, and rushed up to the crack in the stone.

Han Muye did not take action, but raised his hand and threw out a few blue pills.

"This elixir allows them to quickly gather the power of their blood."

"In exchange for your Golden Winged Snow Grass."

The golden-winged bird looked at Han Muye nervously, hesitated, lowered his head and pecked the pills in front of him.

Then it flapped its wings, blowing a pile of snow-white withered grass in front of Han Muye.

Han Muye picked up the grass, nodded and said: "I practice in Hanshan. There is a trace of the power of Dapeng's bloodline in your blood. If you want to inspire it, come to Hanshan."

After saying that, he jumped off the stone wall and strode away.

Black Tiger roared a few times under the stone cliff and left with Deyi.

On the cliff, the golden-winged bird chirped lowly, seeming to be responding.

"You guys go to Hanshan together, I'll take the first step." Han Muye looked back at Han Jin, raised his hand, and unsheathed the Black Abyss Sword.

The long sword mobilized the power of heaven and earth, roared, pierced the sky, and walked away with the sword.

"The young patriarch's methods are so powerful..." Han Jin's eyes were filled with envy and admiration.

Black Tiger whimpered softly, as if he agreed with Han Jin's words.

"boom--"

The sound of roaring and exploding could be heard in the void, causing the guests on Mount Han to look up.

The sword light flashed forward, driving a golden stream of light.

It was as if the heaven and earth were cut open directly.

"What method is that?"

"who--"

Various sounds arose in confusion.

On top of Han Mountain, Han Chaohu, who had changed his clothes, shouted loudly.

"Welcome back to the young patriarch!"

On top of Hanshan Mountain, each Golden Crow clan member stood upright, clasping their fists and shouting: "Welcome the return of the young clan leader!"

Even though the Hanshan Golden Crow Clan only had more than 400 members, the momentum displayed at this time was majestic and mighty.

All the guests looked sideways.

Many people's eyes sparkled.

After all, it is the Golden Crow Clan, the bloodline inheritance of the Great Wilderness Clan. Even though it has declined like this, it is still very impressive.

Lu Changlin shuddered and looked at Han Muye who fell from the sky.

The old man from the Black Panther tribe opposite him frowned, and his aura continued to shrink.

The people of the Green Deer tribe looked at each other and shrank their heads back.

On top of Han Mountain, Mu Ji narrowed his eyes, with golden light flashing in his eyes, and cast them towards Han Muye.

Sensing Mu Ji's prying eyes, golden light appeared all over Han Muye's body.

A three-foot-tall golden crow's shadow appeared, with golden light flowing all over it.

"Golden Crow bloodline!"

Mu Ji stood up excitedly, seven layers of Yuanling power floating around his body.

On Han Muye, the golden crow's shadow trembled, shrouded in layers of halo.

Green gray.

red.

orange.

yellow.

green.

green.

blue.

Shrouded in a faint purple, the golden crow's wings spread out, revealing the arrogance of looking down at the world.

This is the dignity flowing in the Golden Crow bloodline, and it is the pride that surpasses all bloodlines in the wilderness.

"The realm of the eighth level soul!"

"The Golden Crow bloodline awakens!"

Mu Ji was trembling all over, staring closely at Han Muye who was striding up the mountain.

One by one, the Jinwu and Hanshan tribesmen bowed to Han Muye.

When he reached the top of the mountain, everyone bowed and shouted: "Meet the patriarch——"

The sound echoed through the sky.

Is this a declining ethnic group?

This is the momentum that only the great families in the world can have!

"boom--"

A 100-foot-long golden crow silhouette appeared above Han Mountain.

The Golden Crow spreads its wings and raises its head to the sky, causing the power of heaven and earth to surge like a cyclone in the sky.

"The great road of heaven and earth favors you!"

"The Great Sun and the Golden Crow bless you!"

Countless exclamations came from all around the mountains.

All the guests stared at the golden crow silhouette with wide eyes.

From now on, this Golden Crow will remain on Mount Han, representing the protection of the Golden Crow of the Great Sun.

In the future, the people of the Jinwu Hanshan clan will practice cultivation many times faster than before, and they will have many more opportunities to understand their origins.

Also, there are many more opportunities to awaken the power of bloodline!

Who would have thought that the Jinwu Hanshan tribe, which had already declined to this point, would have such a great rise?

Even that large family of ten thousand people cannot possibly have such a powerful and magnificent scene.

The corner of Mu Ji's mouth twitched and he stared at the huge golden crow above his head with a solemn expression.

Muyang Mountain is known as the largest Golden Crow tribe within 300,000 miles, but it does not have the favor of the Golden Crow like the Great Sun.

Also, the new clan leader of the Hanshan tribe is already at the eighth level of Yuanling, and with the awakening of the Golden Crow bloodline, his combat power may be astronomical.

This is the tyranny that can crush the ninth level of foreign Yuanling and face the true spiritual master.

Fortunately, the head of his family, Mu Changkong, is at the ninth level of Yuanling, and he can still beat Han Shan.

Casting his eyes on Han Muye, Mu Ji's expression changed.

I made the right trip today.

If Muyangshan can form an alliance with the Hanshan tribe, which has not yet really prospered, it will definitely prosper in the future.

The new patriarch of the Hanshan tribe in front of him has not been practicing for a long time, and his future is limitless.
To be continued...