891, Great Desolate Fusion, the future is in your hands_2

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A faint shadow emerged and floated around his body.

The Sky-swallowing Basilisk.

"Master Han's refined body is truly remarkable, indeed capable of controlling the origin power of a lineage."

Looking at Han Muye, a chilling smile appeared on the face of the Basilisk Divine Beast, "To thank you, this sovereign will devour you and transform your power into my own."

Han Muye had command over at least two lineages of origin, and if he could devour Han Muye, the benefits were unimaginable.

As those words faded away, divine light began to shine from the bodies of those humans around the Basilisk.

"Act now. We have been planning since we learned that Master Han you intended to refine a blank Origin Body."

"In fact, our involvement even spurred on the refinement of the Origin Body itself."

Zhuohe Immortal Venerable said, while drawing upon the endless forces between heaven and earth to descend.

The Power of the Great Desolation.