Two Realms: A giant of immortal martial arts emerges from low Wu Gan

Time is no longer their ally, but their most terrifying enemy.

The inhabitants here, whether they are animated images, corpses, spatial rifts, or chaotic currents of laws, will become stronger, more complete, and more difficult to deal with as the world becomes more stable.

A terrifying realm filled with pure malice, eager to devour all external life, and constantly evolving and perfecting itself, is rapidly taking shape with them as its food!
"What about the elders' restrictions?"

Yu Sha endured the excruciating pain, her voice hoarse, carrying a last glimmer of hope.

"Didn't the vice leader say that three months later, the elders who control the secret realm from the outside world would forcibly tear apart the core node of this small space to guide us out?"

Zhan Yun's face was ashen, and he shook his head grimly, his eyes filled with a heavy expression.

"The rules of the world are changing dramatically, and spatial coordinates are drifting and reorganizing wildly."

"I'm afraid even the elders outside can't pinpoint our exact location now."

"Unless we can reach that theoretically existing fixed core access node before this drastic wave of change sweeps everything away."

"But right now, nobody knows how that node has been distorted by this terrifying activation mutation."

She paused, lowering her voice even further, with a kind of almost desperate clarity.

"Moreover, and most fatally, this world is perfecting its own rule system. It's likely that the ability to voluntarily activate such exit mechanisms has been completely shut down by its newly developed world instinct, which possesses a closed and exclusive nature!"

"We are now truly trapped in a cage that is constantly expanding, filled with endless hostility, and rejects any external intervention!"

"The only hope is that the strong forces guarding the outside world can break through its increasingly solid barriers and forcibly pull us out."

"Or we can wait for its rules and structure to truly stabilize, and then find a way out ourselves!"

As Zhan Yun spoke, a chill that penetrated to the bone instantly froze everyone.

Waiting for outside rescue became a faint straw for survival, but this hope was like a candle in the wind, which could be extinguished at any time.

"Look!"

The girl in blue suddenly pointed to the sky, her voice trembling weakly but filled with horror.

Deep within the solidified iron-gray leaden clouds, the dark red energy streams suddenly surged and roared, like blood rushing through veins under high pressure.

The clouds began to churn violently, and countless tiny fragments of space, drawn by an invisible force, surged wildly into a dark red vortex forming in the center of the clouds, like a swarm of bees returning to their nest.

The vortex spun rapidly, greedily devouring all the spatial energy it could reach, like an evil heart that was gradually expanding, with each beat accompanied by a dull spatial tremor.

An indescribable sense of oppression descended from the sky, as if the weight of the entire world was pressing down on everyone.

Almost the instant everyone was stunned by this strange phenomenon in the sky, a sudden change occurred!

To the side and ahead, the silent canyon flowing with dark red lava suddenly erupted with a deafening roar.

Boom! !

The dark red, viscous magma, like a sleeping behemoth, was completely awakened, suddenly unleashing towering waves that rose dozens of feet high.

Instead of crashing against the rocks on either side, the giant wave, as if controlled by an invisible giant hand, carried a terrifying heat capable of melting divine metal and slammed down towards the direction where Jiang Shu and the others were.

The scorching, pungent smell of sulfur instantly filled the entire space, and a wave of deathly heat swept over us like a tidal wave.

Even more terrifying was that, along with the magma waves came the network of spatial rifts that had been slowly forming in the sky.

At this moment, the spatial rifts near the lava canyon were activated like venomous snakes. They stretched and twisted violently, instantly weaving into a huge and chaotic spatial strangulation net that covered most of the field of vision.

On the pitch-black grid lines, the turbulent void flickered with a cold, pure light of destruction, forming, together with the surging waves of lava, a deadly trap with no way to escape.

"Formation!"

Zhan Feng's eyes were bloodshot as he roared, and his bronze battle axe emitted a dazzling bronze light.

The survivors reacted quickly, ignoring their injuries, and instantly moved closer to Zhan Feng and Zhan Yun, pouring their remaining spiritual energy into the formation with all their might.

A battle array shield, composed of various colored lights, struggled to rise and barely enveloped everyone inside.

However, faced with this catastrophic attack, the hastily assembled defenses appeared so flimsy.

Just then, a terrifying pressure, surpassing that of the Demon Lord and the man with the broken sword, erupted like a volcano that had been dormant for millennia.

The source was none other than the enormous ancient demon corpse that Zhan Yun had pointed out earlier, whose fingers had just convulsed!
Boom!

The enormous corpse suddenly broke free from the broken mountain wall.

The withered skin was torn apart by the terrifying force, revealing the eerie bones inside, which resembled dark red crystals.

Its heavy footsteps pounded on the crystal ground, causing violent tremors and spiderweb-like cracks to appear in the earth.

But to everyone's surprise, its enormous head suddenly turned towards Jiang Shu and the others, and with a "poof," two balls of eerie blue flames ignited in its empty eye sockets!
The flames leaped, but instead of providing warmth, they exuded extreme cold and a cold, murderous intent that seemed to look down upon ants.

The corpse moved clumsily and stiffly, like a huge, rusty puppet.

However, the moment its gaze locked onto the crowd, a vast and powerful, extremely refined killing intent descended like a tangible ocean.

This will is filled with an ancient, noble, and inviolable pressure, and contains a violent fighting spirit capable of shattering stars.

The chaotic fragments of battlefield Daoist energy around it, like iron filings attracted by a magnet, frantically converged towards it and merged into its massive body.

"Mid-stage Venerable?!"

Zhan Feng's voice was filled with disbelief and horror.

The intensity of this aura far surpasses that of the previous Demon Lord, and even faintly carries a trace of the profound mystery of touching upon higher-level laws.

What's even more terrifying is the purity of its power source, the refinement of its Daoist essence, and the vastness of its oppressive aura, as if it contained the most core killing and annihilation laws of this ancient battlefield!
The corpse... no, it should now be called an ancient image. It is not a hideous monster, but although it is huge, its skeletal structure can be vaguely discerned to be similar to that of a human.

Clad in ancient and broken bronze armor, though covered with the marks of time and huge cracks, it exudes an indestructible and resilient luster.

In its only remaining arm, it held a massive, jet-black spear that appeared to be forged from condensed star debris.

The spear had broken in an ancient battle, leaving only half of its shaft. But the deep black light swirling around the broken end seemed capable of devouring all starlight, radiating an aura of despair and annihilation.

It uttered no nonsense; its flickering blue flames were fixed on the uninvited guest who had intruded into its slumbering place.

The broken spear was raised, the movement as slow as lifting a continent.

Then, silently, it thrust out horizontally towards the battle formation where everyone was.

There were no dazzling light and shadow explosions, no deafening sonic booms.

Only before the broken spear, space, like a fragile glass mirror, was pierced by an invisible force, creating a massive, pitch-black passage with eerie blue flames burning at its edges. A pure, shattered Daoist aura, powerful enough to obliterate the very essence of stars, poured forth like an invisible torrent of destruction along the spatial hole, heading straight for the heart of the formation.

fast!
Extremely fast!

Yet it carries an ancient and precise killing intent!

"If you can't hold them off, scatter!"

Jiang Shu's pupils contracted sharply, and he issued a stern warning.

But it was too late.

The seemingly slow thrust of the ancient prodigy contained power exceeding the limits that the battle formation could withstand in an instant.

The battle formation light screen, which had gathered the remaining power of everyone, vanished silently like a soap bubble the moment it came into contact with the Daoist aura of star annihilation.

Puff puff!
The three closest prodigies from affiliated forces didn't even have time to scream before their protective auras were easily pierced. Their bodies twisted and compressed instantly, as if thrown into a black hole, before finally disintegrating and turning into scattered dust.

Not even a trace of life essence remained.

"Roar!"

Zhan Feng's eyes turned bloodshot, and he unleashed a thunderous roar.

He was not angry about the death of his companion, but rather that this power had completely aroused his ferocious, dragon-like nature.

Without the slightest intention to retreat, just as the destructive torrent was about to sweep over Yu Sha and the girl in blue, his dark golden blood and qi suddenly ignited, making him seem to grow a foot taller, his muscles bulging like they were cast in bronze, and the bronze battle axe in his hand burst forth with an unprecedentedly intense blue light.

"Open it for me!"

Zhan Feng roared, pouring all his strength and bloodline power into his battle axe.

He neither dodged nor defended, but instead chose the most savage and direct way to meet the destructive star-annihilating Daoist aura head-on, and fiercely slashed down.

This is the ultimate interpretation of the supreme power and ferocity of the Axe Way!
The axe light flashed like a bolt of lightning, like the first lightning bolt to split the heavens and the earth, striking fiercely against the invisible torrent of annihilating Daoist energy.

clang! !

A resounding clang of metal clashing, tearing through the very soul, echoed across the land!
Zhan Feng's massive body was struck as if by a starry sea; his tiger's mouth instantly exploded, and the bronze battle axe let out a painful wail as the axe blade was blasted open by the terrifying annihilation force.

He flew backward like a kite with a broken string, spitting out blood and leaving a bloody trail in the air before crashing heavily into a pile of rocks dozens of feet away, stirring up a cloud of dust.

His all-out attack merely bought Yu Sha and the girl in blue a tiny bit of breathing room.

"elder brother!"

Zhan Yun was filled with shock and anger.

But she didn't even have time to check on Zhan Feng's condition, because the second blow from that terrifying ancient image had already arrived.

This time, it was a seemingly simple sweep.

The broken spear, its half-broken shaft seemingly transformed into a colossal pillar supporting the sky, swept across with the force to crush the eternal heavens.

Wherever the spear passed, space shattered, forming a long, twisted river of void rifts.

There's no way to avoid it; we can only tough it out!
Zhan Yun let out a long roar, a roar like the cry of a dragon and the cry of a phoenix.

The bronze battle axe in her hand transformed into a jade-green spear, instantly unleashing a cyan light that pierced the heavens and earth. The spear shaft spun rapidly, drawing in a violent cyan gale that formed a spiraling wind drill that tore through space. The spear tip condensed into an extremely sharp point that could almost pierce through everything, directly stabbing the side of the sweeping broken spear.

Azure Dragon Breaks Through the Void!

This is a powerful spear technique that Zhan Yun comprehended, using a single point to break through the entire area.

Ding!
The spear tip struck precisely at the strongest point of the sweeping spear, the piercing shriek almost shattering eardrums.

Zhan Yun felt an indescribable, immense force surge into the gun like a tidal wave.

His arm joints cracked under the strain, his protective aura was shattered in an instant, and he was struck as if by lightning. Two deep trenches were dug out under his feet, and his body flew backward like a cannonball. With each step, he crushed large pieces of crystal. A metallic taste rose in his throat, which he forcibly suppressed.

Jiang Shu did not immediately put up a fight.

In the instant that earth-shattering spear thrust forth, his entire mind was focused on the ancient image.

The Heart of Space pulsated at an unprecedented frequency, like the most sophisticated detector, frantically scanning and analyzing the flow of the opponent's powerful Daoist aura.

Under immense pressure, his mind became clear.

Just as Zhan Yun parried with his spear, the immense force of the collision caused the Daoist essence condensed within the image to momentarily become disordered.

Jiang Shu's eyes burst forth with dazzling divine light, like stars burning.

"The armor is torn open, three inches below the neck!"

"flaw!"

These words, like a thunderclap, exploded in Zhan Yun's ears as he struggled to regain his footing.

No explanation was needed; Zhan Yun instantly understood.

Just as the terrifying broken spear had just shattered the blue spear amidst the battle clouds, and the old force was exhausted while the new force was about to emerge, in this extremely brief moment of power reversal caused by the opponent's incomplete intelligence, the battle clouds moved!

Using the momentum from being knocked back, her body twisted strangely, like a weightless willow catkin. Her wrist flicked, and the cyan spear drew an extremely tricky arc in the air. It no longer pursued fierceness, but concentrated all its power into a single point of extreme penetration.

The blue light flashed by in an instant, its speed exceeding the limits of visual perception.

The spear tip was pointing at the edge of the largest crack near the neck on the tattered bronze armor in the image.

This shot was not intended to kill, but only to precisely pierce the condensed power into the crack, disrupting the connection of the core Daoist principles.

Almost at the same instant Zhan Yun spear was unleashed, Jiang Shu's three figures appeared simultaneously.

The main body was as heavy as a mountain, and the chaotic lightning on the Desolate Star Halberd surged. The shadow of Panwu's Heaven-Opening Axe reappeared, transforming into a giant axe of purple-gold lightning that had been refined to the extreme. With a tragic will to destroy the universe, it slammed into the knee joint of the image.

Jiang Shu's true purpose was not to actually harm the opponent's indestructible body, but to force the opponent to be distracted and defend by launching a powerful attack.

On the left and right sides, two mirror images of Jiang Shu, entirely constructed from the power of space, appeared instantly.

The same Desolate Star Halberd, the same Law of Power, and the same Primordial Dao Aura!
They did not participate in the attack; they merely flickered their figures, instantly closing the distance to the image.

By interfering with and confusing the opponent, the opponent's weak intelligence is unable to accurately lock onto Jiang Shu's true form and deliver a fatal blow in the first instant.

Jiang Shu's true form, concealed by the spatial mirror image closing the distance, vanished silently. (End of Chapter)