The physical strength of the dragon crocodile was at the overlord level.
Even if only one-third of the body remained here suppressed, it was still an existence that even Immortal Venerables dared not face directly.
Who would have thought that Han Muye, who had not even reached the Immortal Venerable Realm, would dare to directly devour and refine the dragon crocodile's body?
The sword flew up, and the sword light enveloped Han Muye's body.
For so many years, the sword of slaughter had been here, and its killing intent had already merged with the body of the Dragon Crocodile.
No one could have imagined that Han Muye didn't slowly refine the body of the Dragon Crocodile with the sword of slaughter, combining it over countless years. Instead, he had long harbored the intention of directly refining and devouring it.
