Chapter 1986: 821, Kunwu, dragon crocodile’s skull, God-slaying Spear_2

“Godslayer?” Water Goblin’s expression changed as he held a long stick in his hand. Several demons of different shapes behind him leaped forward, their faces solemn.

“Big brother, why does this power feel like it originates from the same source as you?”

“It’s the same source, but when it comes to the magnitude of the power, isn’t it at least ten thousand times that of big brother’s? Could it be that the ancestor from big brother’s family has come?”

“I knew big brother was extraordinary. Indeed, a member of the family with such strong bloodlines can cover billions of miles in an instant with their power. Even the most peak Immortal Sovereign can’t do that, right?”

With a wave of his hand, Water Goblin made all those sycophantic demons fall down.

“So annoying.”

Water Goblin muttered under his breath and, with a move of his body, he disappeared from the spot.

The remnant soul he had left behind had become such a powerful existence, yet he himself had not even reached the Immortal Sovereign realm.

Water Goblin felt aggravated and kicked the stone table in front of him to pieces.

“Just wait until I rise to the top in the Contend of Ten Thousand Realms and become the strongest divine beast in the world.”

The attack from the Nine Realms Union came to an abrupt stop.

The five million-strong army collapsed outright.

With one of the most peak experts stationed in Nine Mysteries City, it wouldn’t matter if five million or even ten million troops went, it would be a suicide mission.

Nevertheless, the Nine Realms Union did not give up just like that.

According to their propaganda, once the fusion of Ten Thousand Realms occurred, it would draw powerful beings to attack Nine Mysteries City.

Nine Mysteries City was to become the base of the Nine Realms Union in this realm.

Because after the fusion of the Ten Thousand Realms, the powerful beings would be directly pulled away to the places where beings of the same level resided.

The God-Slaying Puppet Fighters couldn’t possibly stay in Nine Mysteries City forever.

Wait.

Wait for an opportunity.

In Nine Mysteries City, under the arrangements of Huang Zhihu, batches of direct lineage sword cultivators began their closed-door cultivation.

Whether it was Patriarch Tao Ran or Gao Changgong and others, after receiving a Puppet Fighter or a piece of black armor, they began to close off for cultivation and practice control over them.

It wasn’t the control methods of the Galaxy Universe but those suited for the Primordial Universe.

The fusion of man and weapon.

“Uncle Ling Frost, this is what my foster father asked me to give you,” Huang Zhihu said as he arrived at a great hall, looking towards the figure sitting cross-legged inside the hall, whose body was ten zhang tall.

Xiang Lingshuang, of the Elephant Clan, who had entrusted his life and death to Han Muye.

An Elephant Clan member who was reluctant to kill but had no choice but to wield his twin swords.

Xiang Lingshuang, glowing faintly with golden light and possessing a robust physique, stood up to look at the golden jade box in Huang Zhihu’s hands.

“Buzz”

The silhouette of a golden war elephant appeared.

Heaven Raising Elephant.

Divine beast’s body.

“Senior Brother Han has brought back a divine beast’s body for me…” Xiang Lingshuang’s eyes shone with delight.

His cultivation and combat strength had already returned to its ancestry, reaching the strongest state of his own clan.

But it was only at the Immortal Lord level, and advancing to Immortal Sovereign was nearly impossible.

Now, with this divine beast’s body, as long as he refined it, he could transform into a divine beast and truly step into the Immortal Venerable realm.

Not just the Immortal Venerable realm, but surpassing it.

That was the Azure Dragon, one of the top classes in the ancestral heritage of the Elephant Clan.

Placing his hand on the body of the Heaven Raising Elephant, Xiang Lingshuang nodded lightly, “Predecessor, rest assured, I will continue the glory of my Elephant Clan and never let our splendor fade in the river of time.”

Kunwu.

The last inheritance of the Primordial Wilds, the remnants of the Great Desolate.

This place is the last homeland of divine beasts.

“So, this is Kunwu…”

Taiyin Lunar Ghostfire whispered as she looked at the vast space in front of her.

Behind her, the divine beasts all had complex expressions, looking ahead silently without speaking.

Although this place possessed ancient vibes, when it came to the level of power, it was much less than the Divine Realm Wasteland.

Yet, upon arriving here, they all felt a sense of intimacy.

It was the affinity of Origin.

“My friends, I have other matters to attend to, so I’ll take my leave first,” Han Muye said, looking at Lunar Ghostfire and then turning his gaze to the other divine beasts.

Lunar Ghostfire nodded, speaking softly, “We will live in Kunwu from now on. We will reconnect with the lost heritages, and we will make this Kunwu flourish once more.”

Being one of the five Overlords of the Primordial Wilds, Lunar Ghostfire, seeing the Primordial reduced to just this fragmentary Kunwu, experienced grief that outsiders could not comprehend.

The other divine beasts also looked up towards the sky above.

There, glimpses of four-armed, three-eyed figures with wings on their backs were charging.

The Canaan Tribe.

Han Muye did not stay but transformed into a light of a sword, vanishing in a flash.

Back then, within the Kunwu, he transformed with the body of an earthworm and directly entered the Azure Dragon Realm, becoming a True Spirit of the Fifth Transformation.

True Spirit Fifth Transformation was already beyond the realm of resistance for those with Immortal Venerable realm combat strength.

However, that was the strength of his soul entering Kunwu, not truly entering with his own power, so that strength was illusory.

But now, as Han Muye entered the Kunwu again, he could feel the agitation of his bloodline power.

“Can you hurry up? Once the Contend of Ten Thousand Realms begins, you won’t be able to enter,”

“The Myriad Realms Heavenly Beads, following the fusion of the Ten Thousand Domains, are the real treasures condensed from extracting the origin power of Ten Thousand Domains. They are greatly beneficial for enhancing the cultivation of those below Immortal Venerable.”

“These are treasures accepted across various universes.”

A voice of chaos resonated, urging him on.

If the Ten Thousand Domains merged, Han Muye would no longer be able to enter.

Currently, Han Muye was only accompanied by chaos, while the Vast Heaven Golden Crow had quietly headed towards the Ruins Realm—within the Great Desolate Ruins Realm, the Golden Crow clan was there.

Bringing ninety-nine Golden Crow elders, the Vast Heaven Golden Crow intended to make the Golden Crow clan rise again in the human world.

Han Muye looked ahead, with streams of breath flowing around him, and a vast power brewing within him.

Azure Dragon!

Within him, he possessed the power of ancient dragon beasts.

The power of the Azure Dragon vibrated, releasing a long chant that echoed throughout Kunwu.

His body transformed into a ten-thousand-zhang long dragon, as Han Muye rushed forward.

Not a single one of the divine beasts and mutated beasts within Kunwu dared to resist; they all fled frantically for their lives.

True Spirit Sixth Transformation.

True Spirit Seventh Transformation.

True Spirit Eighth Transformation!

The strength of Han Muye’s soul rapidly increased, merging with the power of heaven and earth within Kunwu, climbing higher and higher.

The speed of his soul’s strength increase was so fast that the power of qi and blood in his body couldn’t contain it, suggesting that his physical body was on the verge of collapsing.

The form of a blood-colored Dragon Crocodile appeared.

Primordial Dragon Crocodile, an ancient overlord.

Han Muye let out a heaven-piercing howl as the power of the Azure Dragon and Dragon Crocodile outside his figure united before he headbutted a towering mountain within Kunwu.

The mountain crumbled, and beneath it, an array spanning ten thousand miles appeared.

A blood-colored array, permeated with the power of bloodlust.

This great array’s power extracted the origin power of the surrounding innumerable ten thousand miles of heaven and earth, then gathered the power onto a long spear.

The long spear was thrust into a colossal skull.

The skull of a Dragon Crocodile, sealed here.

“You cannot move it,” an aged voice rang out.

An old man, hunched and walking with a wooden staff, approached with slow steps.

This stooped old man walked forward, his aura transforming from decrepit to robust with each step, while his form grew into a three-zhang-tall figure clad in black armor.

The dragon crocodile form that Han Muye had taken on gazed out with an ancient vastness in its eyes.

The surging blood-colored power above him coalesced into a long tail that propped up the heavens and pierced the earth.

“Presumptuous.” The giant, three-zhang-tall Han Muye thrust out with a war spear in his hand, his power surging like a mighty river.

A Puppet Fighter body.

Primordial Chaos Battle Puppet.

The guardian stationed here had merged his soul and power with a Puppet Fighter, transforming into a Puppet Fighter form.

As the war spear thrust forward, it caused the surrounding heaven and earth to tremble.

Han Muye slowly lowered his head.

Primordial Chaos Battle Puppet, that’s all.

The Dragon Crocodile’s long tail lashed out.

“Boom”

The war spear shattered, and the Puppet Fighter body also trembled before widening its eyes in shock.

It could not resist.

Its body uncontrollably flew backward and then crashed into the blood-colored array behind it.

The blood-colored array patterns, which seemed alive, wrapped around the Puppet Fighter’s body, slowly absorbing it.

Han Muye walked step by step forward, and the array patterns on the blood-colored array, sensing a threat, transformed into blood-colored serpents that lunged to bite at Han Muye’s head.

But these serpents were all repelled by the Dragon Crocodile power surrounding him.

Stepping onto the blood-colored light array, Han Muye walked forward, arriving at the top of the Dragon Crocodile’s skull, in front of the long spear.

He grasped the long spear in his hand.

A dazzling halo enveloped his body.

“Purple Sun Cauldron.”

“Heavenly Cold Hammer.”

“Heaven-Shaking Bow.”

“God-slaying Spear.”