Maximum Comprehension: Taking Care of Swords In A Sword Pavilion Novel - Chapter 1441

1441 Great Desolate, Golden Crow!
The Great Desolate World.

The ancient, inherited bloodline power filled this world, making it vast and distant.

Countless races clashed, and myriad spirits roamed.

The remnants of ancient prehistoric divine beasts, each one a ruler of its domain.

In the later generations, more powerful cultivators emerged, wielding endless techniques of cultivation.

Those of the human race who practiced Qi cultivation without focusing on bloodline but on the Dao itself could harness the power of heaven and earth, their influence growing stronger.

“My Golden Crow clan has been abandoned by the heavens…”

On the big limestone, an old man sitting cross-legged looked helpless and sorrowful.

His aura exuded a suppressed fierceness with a hint of decay.

“Elder, the Golden Crow’s sun still hangs high in the desolate wilderness. Shouldn’t our Golden Crow clan be the most glorious race in the world?” A young and strong man around twenty raised his head, looking at the elder on the stone with a solemn tone.

The dozen or so young people around the youth also looked up at the sky, where the sun hung high.

The sunlight was warm and gentle.

The scattered golden light seemed to penetrate into the hearts of the onlookers.

“The most glorious race in the world,” the elder on the limestone had a complex expression as he looked at the sun above, “but it has been 8,000 years since the younger generation truly awakened the bloodline’s divine power.”

“The power of the Golden Crow has been weakened.”

“The rise of the human race, and the people of Ten Thousand Magnificence Immortal Dynasty everywhere hunting down our Golden Crow clan.

“Han Jin, look, how many people are there in our Golden Crow Han Mountain now?”

These words made the young man named Han Jin look melancholic.

In just a thousand years, the Golden Crow Han Mountain clan had dwindled from its previous 1,800 people to less than 500.

The younger generation was even more scarce.

“Since the fall of the patriarch, our Han Mountain clan has…” Han Jin, with a dark-haired youth behind him, didn’t finish his words and quickly lowered his head.

A hundred years ago, the patriarch of the Golden Crow Han Mountain clan fought against the strong from the human race who came to hunt the tribe, protecting the tribe at the cost of his life.

Without the strongest patriarch guarding, the Han Mountain clan had been continuously oppressed by external forces for the past hundred years.

Now, it had indeed reached the point of disintegration.

“The patriarch said that as long as the young patriarch comes out, our Han Mountain clan can rise again.” Han Jin clenched his fists, gritting his teeth.

When he mentioned the young patriarch, everyone looked at each other, choosing not to speak further.

After the patriarch was heavily injured, he went out to seek medical treatment and brought back the young patriarch from outside the tribe.

The young patriarch had the bloodline of the Golden Crow, but it was as rare as everyone else’s.

At that time, the patriarch was already unable to recover from his severe injuries. Against everyone’s opposition, he handed over the position of patriarch to the young patriarch named Han Muye.

Afterward, the patriarch passed away, and the young patriarch, after handling the funeral, did not even hold a ceremony to inherit the position of patriarch and went directly into seclusion for cultivation.

This had been nearly a hundred years.

Most of the tribe’s affairs were handled by Elder Han Chaohu and Han Yunhe.

Today, teaching the younger generation of the tribe to cultivate on the large limestone was Elder Han Chaohu.

“Boom—”

In the void ahead, there was a loud explosion.

Han Chaohu frowned and stood up.
“Continue cultivating here. I’ll go take a look.”

Han Chaohu took a step off the limestone, crossing a distance of 50 feet, his figure like a sprinting tiger, instantly disappearing.

The young people under the limestone stood up, all looking worriedly at the continuously rumbling sky.

“It’s the Black Panther Lu Tang Tribe again, right?” The young man beside Han Jin clenched his fists, speaking with resentment. “They’re really too much!”

The Black Panther Lu Tang Tribe was not far from the Han Mountain tribe and inherited the bloodline of the Black Panther.

The Black Panther Lu Tang tribe had many people and powerful individuals among them.

In the past few decades, the Lu Tang Tribe had been oppressing the Golden Crow Han Mountain tribe, taking many hunting grounds and medicinal fields..

“Get lost—”

Han Chaohu’s roar came from the void, followed by a series of explosions.

After a moment, the rumbling gradually subsided.

Han Jin and the others looked at each other, sighed, and began to focus on their cultivation.

A faint blood and energy force surged within them.

—-

In a limestone house, golden halos flickered.

A Golden Crow phantom appeared behind Han Muye.

When entering the Great Desolate Ruins Realm, Han Muye chose to integrate a strand of Golden Crow bloodline he had obtained before.

Whether it was Baxia, the Kui, or the Dragon Crocodile, all had formidable individual strengths, grand bloodline powers, and difficult inheritances, making it challenging to find support among the various races in the Great Desolate world.

It was very difficult to borrow the power of these races.

Moreover, with Han Muye’s thin bloodline power, it was not easy for him to grow.

As for the humans, they did not have much power in the Great Desolate.

Although there were many humans, they were scattered everywhere and did not have any bloodline power inheritance. They were the lowest-level living beings in the Great Desolate Ruins Realm.

From the memories of the treasures circulating in the vast Ruins Realm that Han Muye had obtained, the most suitable ones were the Golden Crow clan, with its extensive inheritance and the glory of the Great Sun.

But upon entering the Ruins Realm, he discovered that the landscape of the Great Desolate had changed significantly.

Powerful divine beasts could maintain their transcendence through bloodline inheritance, but many Golden Crow clans were in decline due to the inability to awaken the inheritance.

On the contrary, the human race, led by the powerful Ten Thousand Magnificence Heavenly Emperor and the Mystic Element Green Emperor, rallied Qi cultivators to establish the Ten Thousand Magnificence Immortal Dynasty and the Mystic Element Immortal Kingdom.

The Mystic Element Immortal Kingdom had a good relationship with various divine beasts because the Green Emperor possessed the bloodline of a divine beast.

Their country inherited the arts of alchemy and artifact forging, maintaining harmony with various factions.

The Ten Thousand Magnificence Immortal Dynasty, recognized by the power of heaven and earth, roamed around, hunting divine beasts, and conquering the tribes of the Great Desolate.