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.
There are many guests who have the same thoughts as Mu Ji.
Most of these people had smiles on their faces.
But there were also many people with complicated expressions, and many even looked frightened and panicked.
He was not close to Han Shanbu before, and even did things to bully Han Shanbu.
Now that the Hanshan tribe has risen, there will be revenge and resentment, and life will be difficult for everyone.
The corners of Lu Changlin's eyes twitched at this moment, and the black robe on his body shook slightly.
The legs under the green robe couldn't stop trembling.
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He also understood.
Why did my younger brother never come back?
It turns out that the clan leader of the Hanshan Tribe has already reached this level of cultivation.
Looking up, he saw Han Muye slowly turning his head and looking at him.
Golden divine light emerged from Han Muye's eyes.
For a moment, he felt that all his energy and blood were frozen.
Even with the blazing light of the sun above his head, he could not feel the slightest warmth.
"Clan Leader Lu Changlin of the Lutang Black Panther Clan, should you give an explanation to the leader of this clan?"
Han Muye's voice sounded loud and clear, spreading throughout Hanshan.
Lu Changlin?
The leader of the Lutang Black Panther Clan?
Is there any beef between this guy and Han Shan?
All the guests were in an uproar, and their eyes turned to Lu Changlin.
"The Lutang Black Panther Clan has oppressed the Hanshan tribe for so many years. Look at it today, tsk tsk..." Someone lowered his voice and spoke softly.
Many people breathed a sigh of relief.
It seems that it is the Lutang Black Panther clan who were used by the Han Shan tribe to establish their power today.
But after today, I am afraid that the medicinal fields and forests that were previously occupied by the Hanshan tribe will be sent back.
No, not only will it be sent back, but it will be doubled.
A look of pain flashed across many people's faces.
The old man from the Black Panther tribe opposite Lu Changlin frowned and glared at Lu Changlin.
The expression on Lu Changlin's face changed, and he handed over to Han Muye: "Clan Chief Han, our Lutang Black Panther Clan and the Han Shan Clan have been helping each other and have maintained a harmonious relationship for many years."
"Today is the inheritance ceremony of the Hanshan tribe chief. To congratulate the Hanshan tribe chief on his appointment, Mr. Lu is willing to donate 3,000 acres of medicinal fields and 30 miles of mountains and forests."
This is to return double the land previously occupied by the Hanshan tribe.
After all, I am used to being the leader of the clan, so after weighing the pros and cons at this time, I am willing to give up.
This is similar to what other ethnic groups think.
Double return.
Is that enough?
It depends on whether the new leader of the Hanshan tribe today is determined to establish authority, or whether he values peace.
This also determines how each ethnic group should get along with the Hanshan tribe in the future.
Lu Changlin looked at Han Muye.
So what if the new clan leader has a strong cultivation base?
There are only so many people in the Hanshan tribe. If they want to rise, they must get along well with all parties.
He has already lowered his stance. If he continues to oppress him, other ethnic groups will become disloyal.
Mu Ji also set his sights on Han Muye.
Today's ceremony is enough to make the surrounding ethnic groups bow their heads.
"Mountain forests, medicinal fields, these belong to my Han Shan tribe." Han Muye's voice sounded again, making everyone's heart sink.
Lu Changlin was also shocked. He looked up at Han Muye and said in a deep voice: "In that case, we, the Lutang Black Panther Clan, are willing to dedicate Bamboo Magpie Mountain to us."
"There is a black gold original iron ore vein in Zhuque Mountain."
Offer a mine!
This is cutting the meat.
Lu Changlin was really willing to sacrifice money for the sake of the safety of his ethnic group.
Is this enough?
All the guests looked at Han Muye again.
Whether the new leader of the Hanshan tribe is greedy and pursuing him closely depends on his attitude at this time.
"Bamboo Magpie Mountain?" Han Muye slowly fell down, and the evil energy on his body slowly gathered.
"Clan Chief Lu Changlin, don't you care about your brother Lu Changshan until now?"
Lu Changshan?
The elder of the Lutang Black Panther Clan who is likely to become the strongest, the brother of the clan leader Lu Changlin?
Why did the leader of the Hanshan tribe suddenly mention this person's name?
Lu Changlin clenched his fists and unclenched them, turned his eyes away, and said calmly: "Changshan is in seclusion within the clan. Don't be surprised if he failed to participate in the inheritance ceremony of clan leader Han."
Han Muye chuckled and raised his hand.
A blue-black divine light flashed.
Real spiritual bones!
It’s still the true spiritual bone of the Black Panther clan!
As soon as this thing appeared, everyone couldn't take their eyes away.
The old man from the Black Panther clan in front of Lu Changlin turned solemn: "This thing——"
"I got this piece of true spirit bone from Lu Changshan after I killed him." Han Muye's words made the entire atmosphere on Mount Han freeze.
This is a naked declaration of war and provocation!
This is a straightforward statement to Lu Changlin: I killed your brother, what can you do to me?
Can you bear it?
"Clan Chief Han, Lu Changshan is responsible for his own fault. This treasure is a compensation for you. As long as you let me, Lu Tang--" Lu Changlin's voice was suppressed.
Before he could finish speaking, Han Muye's voice could be heard: "Lu Changlin, you don't know where the human hunters that I killed today with Chief Fengzhen and other seniors came from, right?"
Human hunter!
Above Hanshan Mountain, the atmosphere is constantly changing.
All parties who were angry just now because Han Shan tribe was forcing Lutang Black Panther tribe step by step now looked at Lu Changshan in surprise.
It's okay for the two tribes to fight, but human hunters shouldn't be involved.
The Golden Crow tribe is also a tribe in the wilderness and should not be hunted like this by the human race.
This is a rule that has been set by all the tribes in the wilderness.
These rules should not be broken.
"Lu Changlin, you actually do such a thing?"
"Lutang Black Panther Clan, do you dare to attract human hunters?"
"Lu Changlin, you broke the rules."
The sound of long shouts came from the old man of the Black Panther clan who was standing opposite Lu Changlin, with hesitation flashing on his face.
If such taboos are shaken off, they will inevitably be attacked in groups.
People from the surrounding ethnic groups all moved back.
"Slander, Han Muye, you are completely slandering me. How could we, the Lutang Black Panther Clan—"
Lu Changlin shouted loudly, but before he could finish speaking, Han Muye raised his hand and waved, and a stream of golden light fell.
The pale golden whip was flying in the square.
"Taoist Hu Yueling Chang Yao, I will kill him."
Taoist Chang Yao!
That Taoist Chang Yao from Dingfei Tower!
When the name of Taoist Chang Yao came out of Han Muye's mouth, Lu Changlin knew that the situation was over.
"kill!"
He let out a long roar, flew up, and rushed towards Han Muye.
A light blue ten-foot-long black panther Yuanling phantom appeared.
The sound of roaring shook the world, and the powerful figures of the Black Panther clan rushed out one after another and crashed towards Han Muye.
The Black Panthers already have the means!
Only at this moment did all the guests wake up.
Lu Changlin had already planned to surround and kill the Hanshan tribe. Almost all the strong men from the Lutang Black Panther clan came to Hanshan today.
I was almost deceived by Lu Changlin’s humiliating behavior!
"Humph!" Fengzhen snorted coldly and flew forward.
On the other side, Qi Yunliang and the Black Wolf clan both rushed over.
There is no need for Han Muye to take action.
In today's scene, the Lutang Black Panthers are seeking death.
The old man, who was also from the Black Panther clan but not from Lutang, had a gloomy look on his face and slowly backed away.
He didn't want to be buried here with Lu Changlin and the Lutang Black Panther Clan.
He also didn't expect that the Lutang Black Panther Clan had done so many things.
"Buzz——"
Lu Changlin, who was fighting with Zhao Qu of the Black Wolf Clan in the void, paused and suddenly turned around.
His figure flashed and landed in front of the old man from the Black Panther clan.
"Elder Zhujie, we, the Lutang Black Panther Clan, are willing to merge under the control of Zhuyang Town."
"Please ask Elder Zhujie to take action and take me away."
If he could, the old man named Zhujie would slap Lu Changlin to death in front of him with one palm.
But by now it was too late.
He and Lu Changlin came together, and they both belonged to the Black Panther clan. Even if he wanted to put aside the relationship, it was impossible for him to let go of the relationship.
"Walk!"
With a low shout, a blue Yuanling Black Panther appeared behind him.
A mighty force of heaven and earth spread out in all directions, knocking away the guests of all races who were already on guard and retreating, and then rushed down the mountain.
Lu Changlin followed closely behind him, and all the masters from his family group did not want him.
But the two of them had not gone half a mile before they had to stop.
In front of them, a blue Yuanling blocked their way.
The two-foot-tall Golden Crow Yuanling had illusory light flashing in his eyes, shrouded in golden light.
"Is it too late to leave now?"
Mu Ji came slowly, and with every step he took, his body became more intense.
The powerful Golden Crow of Muyang Mountain!
Zhu Jie let out a low shout, flew out, and slashed down with a long knife in his hand.
No amount of nonsense will be of any use in today's situation.
We can only rush out with all our strength and return to Zhuyang Town.
"snort!"
In Mu Ji's hand, the front finger of the golden spear collided with the long knife.
Golden light explodes!
A ball of violent golden power instantly enveloped the bamboo joint and the long knife in his hand.
"boom--"
Zhu Jie's body fell a hundred feet away.
With the same level of cultivation, Mu Ji, who had awakened the power of the Golden Crow bloodline, defeated the Black Panther Clan's Bamboo Jie with one blow!
Around him, those guests who were still watching showed fear in their eyes.
This is the strength that a superior bloodline should have!
Many ethnic groups who had despised the Jinwu tribe because of the decline of the Hanshan tribe finally saw the situation clearly at this time.
The Golden Crow Clan, this is the truly powerful ethnic group in the wilderness!
"Roar--"
The bamboo knot rolled, flew up, turned around and ran away.
How dare Lu Changlin confront Mu Ji?
He also turned around and wanted to run away.
Han Muye, who was on the mountain, saw all this.
Looking at the Black Panther masters fighting everywhere and the fleeing Lu Changlin, he raised his hand.
In the palm of his hand, a golden divine light emerged.
The Golden Crow Divine Flame of the Great Sun!
"boom--"
The flame floated directly into the air, merged with the hundred-foot golden crow shadow in the void, and turned into a red cloud that enveloped the entire Han Mountain!
This red cloud shrouded everyone's body and was instantly imprisoned.
All alien powers are out of control at this moment.
Under the golden crow's divine flame of the great sun, only the power of the golden crow can activate it.
The bodies of the Black Panthers who were rushing in the air fell and fell on the bluestone, wailing in pain.
Lu Changlin originally ran up dozens of feet, but now he fell down, his nose bruised and his face swollen.
All the Black Panthers are in a terrible state.
On the other hand, those members of the Golden Crow tribe seemed to be covered in a set of golden-red battle armor. They were covered with golden light, and the power of the weapons in their hands was also blessed. Every punch and every blow was powerful.
No need for onlookers to take action.
Han Muye had no intention of taking advantage of the guests.
Even Mu Ji, Feng Zhen and others stopped and watched as the Hanshan tribesmen took action and captured all the Black Panthers.
…
The succession ceremony of the clan leader of the Jinwu Hanshan Tribe caused an uproar.
Han Muye, the chief of the Hanshan tribe of the Golden Crow tribe, actually has the eighth level of Yuanling cultivation and has awakened the Golden Crow bloodline.
The Hanshan tribe was favored by the Golden Crow of the Great Sun, and the entire Hanshan was shrouded in the power of the Golden Crow.
The Hengtang Black Panther Clan, who were enemies of the Hanshan Tribe, were planning to cause trouble at the ceremony, and even wanted to surround and kill them. Unexpectedly, they kicked the iron plate and were all captured.
In the future, I’m afraid there will be no such group as the Hengtang Black Panther Clan.
Guests from all parties were ready to attack Hengtang as soon as possible after returning.
This is the best time to show your attitude.
Regardless of the chaos on all sides, the Hanshan tribe fell silent.
"Senior Mu Ji, please sit down." In the meeting hall, Han Muye raised his hand to signal.
Mu Ji, who was wearing a green robe, nodded and sat down with his hands folded.
Dahuang values strength. Even though the Hanshan tribe currently only has more than 400 people, with a master like Han Muye here, future development is in sight.
"Senior Mu Ji, I invite you here because I want you to express my gratitude to Clan Chief Mu Changkong on my behalf."
"Senior, please help me bring the gift to the leader of the Changkong clan."
Han Muye raised his hand, and a faint golden flame appeared in his palm.
Golden Crow Divine Flame!
Mu Ji, who originally wanted to refuse, was shocked and couldn't say any more words of refusal.
The Hanshan tribe is not big, so naturally it cannot produce treasures that Mu Yangshan is interested in.
But he never expected that Han Muye would bring out treasures such as the Great Sun Golden Crow Divine Flame.
This is a good thing that even the true spiritual power cannot ask for.
If the Golden Crow bloodline can have a ball of the Great Sun Golden Crow Divine Flame in hand, it will be of great benefit to improve one's practice.
"Mu Ji will definitely bring the wishes of Patriarch Han to him."
Mu Ji spoke solemnly, his expression more respectful.
He did not stay in Hanshan for long and left on the second day after the ceremony.
After sending Mu Ji away, Han Muye summoned Ci Yuan from the Black Bear Clan and asked him to take his clan members to Bamboo Que Mountain.
There are mineral veins over there. If you occupy the mineral veins and have underground fire, the matter of forging weapons and armor will be almost complete.
Of course, to refine weapons and armor, it is impossible to just have one or two spiritual materials.
Han Muye didn't care about the various tribes carving up the Hengtang Black Panther Clan.
What Han Shanbu needs now is to rest and recuperate.
What is needed is time.
For half a year, Han Muye did not move at all in Hanshan.
News came from Muyang Mountain that an army of human hunters rushed here, but in the end they turned back before they arrived.
This matter is considered settled.
Mu Changkong personally came to Hanshan to meet Han Muye, and the two talked in secret for a long time.
This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading! In the next fifty years, Han Muye almost never left Hanshan.
For practitioners, fifty years is just a snap of the fingers.
The fifty years of life in the wilderness are even shorter.
But for Han Shanbu, fifty years was a dream.
Over the past fifty years, the Hanshan tribe has continued to develop, expanding from a small ethnic group of more than 400 people to a powerful ethnic group covering an area of hundreds of miles, radiating thousands of miles, and controlling hundreds of thousands of miles.
The ethnic group has grown from the original 400 Golden Crows to the current 100,000 people.
It's just that not all of these 100,000 people are from the Golden Crow tribe, there are many other ethnic groups living among them.
The Tanling Black Bear Clan was the first to become the core supporter of the Hanshan Jinwu Clan. The young clan leader Ciyuan was in charge of the weapon refining of the Jinwu Hanshan Tribe and practiced the art of weapon refining with Han Muye, the leader of the Hanshan Tribe.
Ciyuan can now create weapons with two divine patterns.
Ciyuan is not the only one who refines weapons in the Hanshan tribe. There are hundreds of weapon refiners who complexly smelt various spiritual materials and forge various weapons and armor every day.
The weapons of the Hanshan tribe are sold millions of miles around, and they are no worse than those weapons refined by the human race.
The business of Han Shan Department is not only weapons, but also the bulk of elixirs.
The Cloud Rabbit tribe is good at searching for elixirs and has the talent to refine elixirs.
Yuxuan and Yuming of the Yuntu tribe both followed Han Muye to practice alchemy, and were able to refine extremely high-quality elixirs.
The elixir and weapons business ensures the operation of the entire Hanshan tribe and can collect countless resources to provide for the ethnic group's practice.
The nearly 8,000 Jinwu Hanshan tribe members are practicing with all their strength, and the elites among them are improving very quickly.
Han Yunhe, Han Dingyi and others have already reached the seventh level of Yuanling.
Han Jin and more than a dozen clan members have also reached the sixth level of Yuanling.
Among those juniors, there are quite a few third- and fourth-level Yuanlings.
The most important thing is that the Hanshan tribe is favored by the Great Sun and the Golden Crow, so it is much easier to awaken the bloodline than elsewhere.
Many young people from other Jinwu tribes were sent to Hanshan tribe.
The purpose is to awaken the power of his own bloodline.
At this time, Han Muye, the clan leader of the Hanshan Tribe, was already at the peak of the eighth level of Yuanling.
There is only one step away from reaching the ninth level of Yuanling.
"Clan Chief, Clan Chief Mu Changkong is here to visit." Han Jin, wearing a blue armor, strode forward and reported with his hands in hand.
Han Muye nodded, and after a while, a tall man wearing a black robe and a majestic look walked into the spacious hall.
Behind the big man, two young men in green robes followed closely, looking at Han Muye who was sitting upright.
