1460 Second Sword, Black Abyss, Hunted by the Human Race (4)
According to the young patriarch, when he became proficient in alchemy, the cultivation speed of his clansmen would increase tenfold.

Han Chaohu and the others quietly retreated from the forest.

Later, these hunting clans had an additional task, which was to bring back the ore collected by the Black Tiger to the clan.

However, refining the ore was not cost-effective at all. Han Muye planned to store more ore and send it to the Green Deer Clan 3,000 miles away, for refining.

There was an Earth fire in the Green Deer Clan’s encampment that was suitable for smelting. There were also two blacksmiths in the clan. Although the things they refined were rough, they could still be refined.

“Buzz!”

The alchemy cauldron vibrated, and three jade-like green pills flew out of it.

As the pills emerged, a fragrant aroma filled the air.

Han Muye reached out to pick up the pills, flicked one with his fingertip, and it landed in front of the eagerly watching Black Tiger.

The Black Tiger caught it in its mouth and swallowed it.

After swallowing the pill, its blood and energy began to oscillate. Its originally 10-foot-long body slowly expanded until it stopped at around 20 feet.

Between the opening and closing of its eyes, it gained a lot of power.

A faint blue illusory tiger shadow appeared.

Unknowingly, this black tiger was already at the seventh level of the Essence Spirit Realm.

With this cultivation, coupled with its own bloodline power, there were almost no opponents within tens of thousands of miles among the various tribes.

There were very few enemies in this forest.

The black tiger roared in extreme joy.

“Don’t be in a hurry to roar. My pill isn’t that easy to obtain.”

Han Muye shouted in a low voice, interrupting the black tiger’s roar.

The black tiger whimpered softly and looked at Han Muye with a fawning expression.

“I’m going to the Green Deer Clan in two days. I need you to help me pull a carriage.”

Han Muye said.

Pull a carriage?

Pull a carriage!

A dignified seventh-level Essence Spirit demon beast pulling a carriage?

The black tiger’s eyes widened, and a ferocious expression appeared on its face.

But as soon as this ferocious look appeared, Han Muye glared at it, and it shrank back, nodding reluctantly.

Han Muye collected the refined pills, then lifted a basket containing several spirit herbs, carried the Black Abyss Sword, and tucked the short sword Essence Life at his waist before striding out of the cave.

After flying over the forests on his sword, he arrived outside Han Mountain Clan’s encampment. With a thought, he quietly landed.

About 30 miles away from the Han Mountain clan, more than 10 figures moved silently.

“Humans?”

Those figures were clearly humans.

A cold light flashed in Han Muye’s eyes.

Now, he was not a human, but a Golden Crow.

The Human Race’s Ten Thousand Magnificence Immortal Dynasty had been hunting down the Golden Crow Clan all the time.

These humans must be here to besiege the Han Mountain Clan.
However, ever since the previous Patriarch, Han Qi, risked his life to kill those humans who surrounded the Golden Crow Clan, the Han Mountain Clan had not seen any humans for a hundred years. Why were they coming now?

Was it because the information that he had inherited the Patriarch’s position had leaked, or was it for some other reason?

Blood surged slowly in Han Muye’s body. He took a deep breath, moved his body, and quietly moved forward.

“That’s the Han Mountain Clan over there.”

In front of a mountain ridge, a middle-aged man in a black robe pointed ahead.

Beside him were 15 humans of various shapes and sizes.

These people had rich blood qi and a faint power of the Heavenly Dao, with the power of the origin added to them.

The Heavenly Dao favored them; this was a unique sign of the cultivators of the Ten Thousand Magnificence Immortal Dynasty.

They were all from the Ten Thousand Magnificence Immortal Dynasty.

“The Golden Crow Han Mountain Clan seems to have awakened their bloodline power. The command of the lieutenant is to eliminate them completely.”

The burly man in front with a long saber on his back shouted with killing intent in his eyes.

The others nodded and slowly dispersed, walking in the direction of Han Mountain.

However, after taking a few steps, everyone stopped.

In front of him, a slender young man in gray linen clothes stood.

Faint golden Golden Crow divine patterns appeared on the young man’s forehead.

Golden Crow Clan!

“Who are you?”

The burly man in front slowly gripped the hilt of the long saber on his back and shouted.

He discreetly signaled to the surrounding humans.

“Aren’t you here for me?” Han Muye smiled and gently put down the wicker basket he was carrying, then raised his hand.

The sword on his back, Black Abyss, was unsheathed. His other hand was on the hilt of the short sword at his waist.

“Boom—”

The human man in front of him had already unsheathed his long saber and leaped into the air.

“Kill—”