Chapter 1503 Improving the Quality of the Golden Crow Divine Flame, Divine Beast Phoenix (3)

The majority of the Sun Swallowing Tribe's powerhouses went through their entire lives without knowing the level of the divine flame in their hands.

Even those in the True Spirit Realm didn't deliberately strive to enhance the quality of the Great Sun Golden Crow Divine Flame.

Firstly, they had no idea that the Great Sun Golden Crow Divine Flame had different levels of quality. Secondly, they had never seen it, and couldn't conceive how to improve the divine flame.

Han Muye knew.

Using lower-level flames for nourishment, merging with flames of the same level, and then absorbing higher-level flames.

There were countless flames lower than the Great Sun Golden Crow Divine Flame, but when nourishing it, the changes were extremely subtle.

It required an immensely vast accumulation to perceive the tiny improvements.

Quantity could lead to a qualitative change, but the amount needed for that qualitative change was enormous.

"Bang!"

Another flame rose from Han Muye's palm.

The Mystic Heaven Divine Fire.

This was one of the strongest flames in the world, on the same level as the Great Sun Golden Crow Divine Flame.

The two flames intertwined, and Han Muye could feel the intense fluctuations emanating from them.

It seemed like they were both eager.

Merging could rapidly enhance their power.

The desire for power was the rule of the Great Dao of Heaven and Earth.

"Bang!"

The two flames collided and turned into a golden light screen, enveloping Han Muye's body.

Around him, the rising flames seemed to burn through the heavens and earth, revealing a golden-red and chaotic black color.

The golden and red flames intertwined, and the power continued to climb.

Three days later, Han Muye held a ball of dazzling golden flame in his hand.

In the golden light, there was a formidable power that made people palpitate.

Now, the quality of this Golden Crow Divine Flame surpassed other flames of the same level.

"Still too little." Han Muye shook his head gently as he looked at the flame in his palm.

The quality was sufficient, but the quantity of the flame was lacking.

For example, the Great Sun Golden Crow Divine Flames in the hands of individuals like Zhuo Yu had accumulated for millions or even tens of millions of years.

The amount of divine flame in Han Muye's hands didn't even compare to the leftovers in their hands.

"But with this quality of divine flame, I can exchange for more."

Smiling, Han Muye stood up and walked out of the quiet room.

Han Mountain Tribe's territory was now vast, with sprawling cities everywhere.

There were no longer the low stone houses from before.

Walking up to a three-story stone building, Han Muye raised his hand, and a golden light emerged.

In the stone building, a similar golden light flashed, and then Mu Changkong walked out.

"How rare. You're even more diligent in seclusion than I am. How do you find time to come out?"

Mu Changkong looked at Han Muye, assessed him, and said with a smile, "Did you study some new techniques or martial arts again?"

"Let's go, let's have a match in the martial arena."

In the entire tribe, only Mu Changkong could be Han Muye's target for testing various new martial techniques and tactics.

Mu Changkong was also happy to spar with him.

In the whole tribe, only Han Muye could spar with him.

Moreover, when encountering powerful techniques, Han Muye would never let Mu Changkong watch idly.

In Han Muye's view, true strength wasn't in martial techniques or Dao methods but in the cultivator themselves.

One had to be strong enough to unleash powerful techniques.

"It's not about studying new martial techniques." Han Muye shook his head, walked into the stone building, and then, under Mu Changkong's curious gaze, raised his hand.

Golden light shone.

Mu Changkong was momentarily stunned, and then an expression of astonishment appeared on his face as he looked at the Golden Crow Divine Flame in Han Muye's hand.

"How did you do it, kid?"

"Your Golden Crow Divine Flame feels much stronger than mine." He raised his hand, and amidst the fiery red, gold flashed.

Compared to the flame in Han Muye's hand, it was indeed quite different.

"Buzz!"

Han Muye pushed his hand forward, and the golden flame flew towards Mu Changkong.

Mu Changkong's face showed a hint of confusion as he reached out and received it.

"For this flame, would you exchange 10 Golden Crow Divine Flames, my old brother?"

Exchange?

Looking at the golden flame in his palm, Mu Changkong recovered from his daze and quickly shook his head.

"10 is too little. How about 30?

"I've taken advantage of you for 30 years.

"I can accumulate one flame in 100 years, and in 1,000 years, I have 30 flames.

"But to upgrade my divine flame to the quality you're giving, it might take 100,000 years or more."

Mu Changkong was telling the truth.

He could only constantly search for various flames to nourish his divine flame.

But even with 100,000 years of effort, he couldn't guarantee reaching the high quality of the divine flame that Han Muye was offering.

"Do you want more divine flames?" Han Muye handed the condensed 30 divine flames into a fiery red bead and looked at Mu Changkong, asking.

Han Muye nodded.

What he lacked now was things like divine flames that required slow accumulation.

"If you go to the Zhuo Yuan Tribe, you should be able to exchange for quite a lot," Mu Changkong suggested.

"That's my intention." Han Muye smiled and said, "I'll make a trip to the Zhuo Yuan Tribe. Please take care of the tribe while I'm away."

Mu Changkong waved his hand. "Go ahead. I'll take care of things here."

Speaking of which, he grinned. "After collecting the divine flames, it might be time for the Sun Seizing Event."

"I'm curious about what kind of True Spirit Bones you can seize in the Sun Seizing Event."

He would snatch the True Spirit Bones and comprehend the cultivation of predecessors. Then, he would step into the True Spirit Realm.

Mu Changkong was extremely optimistic about Han Muye's future, which was why he stayed in the Han Mountain Tribe.

Han Muye left the Han Mountain Tribe quietly, and the sword light transformed into a long rainbow, flying away directly.

Now his flying sword's speed had surpassed even Mu Changkong's.