Maximum Comprehension: Taking Care of Swords In A Sword Pavilion Chapter 1458 Second Sword, Black Abyss, Hunted by the Human Race (2)

Chapter 1458 Second Sword, Black Abyss, Hunted by the Human Race (2)

"I said I would come find you."

Han Muye chuckled, took a step onto the green stones, and raised his hand to press down on the head of the black tiger.

The black tiger shook all over, wanting to step back, but found itself completely unable to move, only able to obediently let Han Muye stroke its black and white fur.

"Give me back that long spear, I still have a use for it."

As Han Muye finished speaking, the black tiger felt its body finally able to move.

Shaking its confused head, Black Tiger turned around and led Han Muye up the cliff to a stone cave that was hundreds of feet long.

As he walked into the cave, a vast aura wafted out.

"Good beast, you know how to find a place." Han Muye cursed softly.

This was clearly a place with a rich concentration of origin power.

Cultivating in such a place would significantly increase one's speed.

In the end, the Great Desolate was still the territory of divine beasts. The best places were in the mountains and wilderness, in the hands of these powerful demon beasts.

Other clans, unless there is a true spirit powerhouse present, were powerless against these formidable demonic beasts.

After traveling more than a mile, the black tiger stopped in a s.p.a.cious stone chamber.

This was its lair.

Here, the concentration of origin power was the highest.

Han Muye looked around, speculating that this place probably had the convergence of earth lineage, hence the rich origin power.

"Roar—"

The black tiger brought over the battle spear that belonged to Lu Changshan.

Han Muye reached out and caught it. He sized it up, then found a flat place to sit cross-legged, and put down the wicker basket on his back.

Taking out a fiery red brick-like spiritual mine from the basket, golden flames rose from Han Muye's palm.

He had come this time to fuse this battle spear and refine a long sword for himself.

Although the Essence Life Sword was also sharp and firm, it was a short sword and could not unleash its strength.

Only a long sword could display his greatest strength.

With a good-grade sword in hand, he was confident that he could fight any expert below the true spirit realm.

The black tiger was shocked by the flames in Han Muye's palm.

It watched in a daze as Han Muye melted the spear and the Fire Essence Iron, then fused them and slowly began to remove the impurities.

As if remembering something, the black tiger turned around and ran out of the cave.

Han Muye didn't bother with it and continued to fold and extract one-third of the fused material in the void, slowly forming a three-foot-long black sword.

Shaping.

Polishing.

Carving runes.

Four divine patterns were the limit of this sword.

Whether it was the black gold iron used to forge the battle spear or the fire essence iron he brought, they were not truly supreme-grade materials. Carrying four divine patterns was the limit.

"Buzz!"

With the sword in hand, the blade vibrated, and a force that seemed to tear the void apart flashed from the blade, extending in all directions.

With this sword in hand, Han Muye's strength increased significantly!

"I have the two swords Purple Flame and Destiny. Now that I have the short sword Essence Life, let's call this sword Black Abyss."

The Black Abyss Sword.

The sword vibrated gently, as if in response.

Looking up, Han Muye saw the black tiger holding several black stones in its mouth, then placed them in front of him.

"The original ore of the Flamefire Essence Iron?"

Han Muye was surprised, lifting a piece of several dozen catties of raw ore in his hand.

Unprocessed Flamefire Iron ore looked completely black, showing no sign of the fiery red color after refining.

"Anything else?"

Han Muye looked up at the black tiger.

The black tiger growled a few times but didn't leave.

"Haha, you're still bargaining with me?" Han Muye laughed and weighed the raw mineral in his hand. "If you give me 100 such raw minerals, I'll give you the True Spirit Bone to cultivate for two hours."

Hearing the words 'True Spirit Bone', Black Tiger's eyes lit up.

It whined and whispered, as if it was still not satisfied.

"Two hours is the limit your body can withstand. You won't be able to withstand any more." Han Muye shook his head and shouted.

The black tiger quickly turned and ran.

When it returned, Han Muye had already smelted the pile of black raw stones.

However, he was a little depressed that Han Muye realized that it was really not worth it to use the Golden Crow Divine Flame to smelt this original mine.

The origin power consumed by the divine flames was much more precious than this Flamefire Essence Iron.

The black tiger made a few trips and brought back more than a hundred raw ores. Han Muye melted them all and condensed them into a fiery red spiritual material that was two feet wide.

After throwing the True Spirit Bone to the eager black tiger, the flames in Han Muye's hand changed and he began to slowly smelt the spiritual materials.

The Flamefire Essence Iron was very resistant to fire and was suitable for refining cauldrons.

However, it was impossible to engrave divine patterns that had the power of s.p.a.ce. The cauldron refined was more than three feet tall and golden-red in color.

With the enhancement of the three divine patterns, the cauldron looked very extraordinary.

"Buzz!"

Han Muye opened the cauldron and threw the healing pill in his hand.

Without suitable spirit herbs for alchemy, he could refine this injury medicine.

It only took half an hour to purify an ordinary injury medicine.

When the cauldron was uncovered, a faint medicinal fragrance made the nearby black tiger raise its head.

A moon-white pill with faint golden patterns landed in Han Muye's hand.

At this moment, the medicinal pill was mixed essence. Shimmering with light, it was unlike the previous black pill.

The healing effect of this pill had at least tripled.

Putting away the pill, Han Muye patted the cauldron. He turned around and raised his hand to take back the true spirit bone in front of the black tiger.

The black tiger shook off the black and white fur on its body, and a faint blood essence power surged.

These two hours were very beneficial to it.

"Watch the cauldron for me.

"In the future, go find those raw ores. As usual, I'll let you comprehend the True Spirit Bone for two hours for 100 pieces."