Before this flame, the human army directly turned into ashes.
“Retreat—”
The remaining half of the soldiers fled in panic, and the formation collapsed.
Who would have thought that there was the true spirit of the Golden Crow Tribe outside this array?
True spirit.
At this moment, Mu Changkong had already entered the True Spirit Realm.
“Woo—”
In the distance, the sound of horns echoed within the large formation.
A 100,000-strong army arrived, and a human expert at the True Spirit Realm stepped into the air.
“Muye, take your clansmen and leave.” Mu Changkong’s expression was solemn as he spoke in a deep voice.
He had just broken through to the True Spirit realm, and controlling the power at this level was difficult. Facing an opponent of the same level, victory was almost impossible.
But he could block the other party and the 100,000-strong army.
“Brother Mu, go and invite the experts of the Iron Wing Dragon Tribe and the Silver Moon Flood Dragon Tribe to help.”
Han Muye’s voice suddenly sounded.
“Tell them that I have a method to improve the bloodlines of their two races.”
Bloodline enhancement!
The Iron Winged Dragon Tribe and the Silver Moon Flood Dragon Tribe were both divine beast Azure Dragon bloodlines, but their bloodline powers had solidified, making it almost impossible to return to their ancestral strength.
These two tribes had always sought ways to enhance the bloodline power of their own clans.
If promised under these conditions, the experts of the two tribes might actually agree.
Mu Changkong nodded and said in a deep voice, “Even so, I’m afraid it’ll be difficult to save Zhuo Yuan’s tribe.”
Inviting helpers could at most save their lives. No one could save Zhuo Yuan’s army of five million.
The experts of the Iron Winged Dragon Tribe and the Silver Moon Flood Dragon Tribe also couldn’t confront the human army head-on.
Han Muye also understood this.
Unless—
He turned his head and looked up at the sky.
“Swoosh—”
A majestic emerald-eyed golden eagle spread its wings and came over.
Its thousand-foot-long body shone with golden light.
True Spirit Realm!
It was the golden eagle that Han Muye had given the Origin Golden Pearl to.
Another True Spirit expert had arrived!
The human True Spirit expert rushing over halted his momentum.
In the distance, in the human formation, a big man in golden armor narrowed his eyes.
“Two True Spirits?”
Further away, on a stopped chariot, a man in a green robe showed a hint of surprise on his face.
The black-armored old man behind him also frowned.
“Golden Crow Han Muye, Patriarch of the Han Mountain Tribe.”