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

"boom!"

"boom!"

"boom!"

Zhan Yun's spear thrust, unleashed with all his might, transformed into a furious azure dragon that seemed capable of tearing through space, striking precisely three inches below the ancient image's neck—the crack that Jiang Shu had revealed.

The spear tip rubbed violently against the dark armor covered with strange patterns, bursting into a burst of dazzling sparks, like the clang of metal against metal.

"Ugh... Roar!"

The ancient demon in heavy bronze armor, wielding a broken spear and exuding an aura of annihilation, suddenly froze, letting out a roar that was not human, like metal scraping against a soul, its scarlet eyes, like solidified blood jade, flashing violently.

Zhan Yun's shot was like plunging a red-hot iron rod into a precision gear set. Although it did not cause any real wounds, it was enough to cause the entire mechanical assembly to collapse and damage its very foundation.

In an instant, the originally perfectly flowing and unified majestic Daoist energy within the image's body experienced momentary chaos and stagnation.

Jiang Shu was waiting for this brief moment!
"It's now!"

Jiang Shu's pupils shone with a brilliant silver light, like twinkling stars.

The three figures before this ancient image—the original body and two spatial mirror images refined to their extreme—moved instantly like thunder.

The two mirror images were not merely meant to confuse; they also embodied the spatial laws that Jiang Shu could currently mobilize, tracing mysterious paths in the void like two silver shuttles, one to the left and one to the right, carrying an invisible sharpness that could cut through space, and fiercely stabbing towards the huge scarlet demonic eyes of the images.

The attack was fierce and the killing intent was chilling, forcing the image to instinctively raise the broken spear to block, while tilting its head slightly.

This is an instinctive reaction formed after a long period of fighting on the battlefield.

However, the deadly killing intent came from the true form of the original being, which seemed to be concealed by the aura and integrated into the ripples of space.

Just as the image's attention was briefly drawn to the two mirror images, and the Daoist energy within his body was disrupted by Zhan Yun's spear, Jiang Shu's true form had already flashed like a ghost above his broad, mountain-like back.

There was no earth-shattering energy burst, only a power condensed to its extreme.

The Law of Power that Jiang Shu comprehended possesses the most primal and violent power, which is now being compressed into the cold tip of the Desolate Star Halberd.

"break!"

A low shout was squeezed out from between his teeth, and the Desolate Star Halberd transformed into a dark red streak of light that tore through the air. Carrying Jiang Shu's boiling blood and pouring magic power, it slammed into the connection between the image's cervical spine and shoulder blade with a fierce and almost smashing motion.

That place was deep within the cracks in the armor, a point where the natural structure of the ancient demon's corpse was relatively weak.

Jiang Shu was betting that the image of this law being activated still retained the physical characteristics of the corpse itself in its core power and defensive logic!
clang!
Click!

This time, the sound of the impact was completely different.

It was no longer the sharp clang of metal clashing, but rather like a blunt instrument striking rotten wood.

A sickeningly sharp tearing sound rang out, accompanied by a spray of dark brown, wood-shaving-like material that erupted from where the halberd tip had pierced through.

A grayish-black energy, filled with the aura of decay and death, gushed out from the wound like a punctured abscess.

"Woo!!"

The image let out a deafening howl of pain, its massive body being truly shaken for the first time, staggering forward with a heavy step, leaving a deep crater in the ground.

For the first time, the overwhelming pressure of a mid-stage Venerable One, which had enveloped his entire body and caused the space to freeze, showed signs of disorder and weakening.

"it is good!!"

Zhan Feng's eyes were bloodshot. He roared and, ignoring the excruciating pain in his internal organs, forcefully activated his remaining magical power. Veins bulged beneath his bronze skin, as if countless ferocious beasts were roaring within his blood.

The newly acquired bronze battle axe in his hand erupted with a dazzling, bloodthirsty light, and the dark gold patterns flowing inside the axe blade could be vaguely seen being frantically activated.

"Blood and battle fuel the creation of the heavens!"

Zhan Feng transformed into a streak of blood-red light, becoming one with his axe, his target aimed directly at the image that was staggering and exposed, revealing a glimpse of a weakness in the waist and ribs through the gaps in the heavy armor.

This strike exhausted all the combat power he could muster despite his severe injuries. Wherever the axe flashed, the space groaned under its strain, leaving a long-lasting crimson mark.

puff!

Zhan Feng's desperate axe strike landed squarely on Xiang Shen's ribs.

The incredibly hard bronze armor was cleaved open like tofu, leaving a huge gash.

This time, instead of spewing out wood chips, it sprayed out a large amount of thick, dark red, viscous "blood," emanating a putrid and resentful aura ten times stronger than before, as if it contained the pent-up hatred of countless dead on the battlefield.

Severely damaged, the roar of the image completely changed, from a metallic screeching sound to a roar filled with anger and pain, like that of a wounded beast.

Its scarlet demonic eyes, no longer solidified blood jade, began to spin violently as if alive, locking onto Zhan Feng, who was staggering backward again, with a deep-seated hatred in its eyes.

Even Zhan Feng himself didn't know what deep-seated hatred he had with this big guy that made it keep staring at him.

Just then, another unexpected event occurred!
"Watch your step!"

The sharp warning cry of the Feather Chariot pierced the roar of the battlefield.

Boom!

The dark red crystal ground on which everyone stood suddenly cracked open, as if a lurking prehistoric beast had opened its ferocious maw.

Two relatively small but still over ten feet tall, different in shape and made of dark brown flesh and rock, demonic images wielding twisted weapons roared out of the crack in the ground without warning.

Their strength was roughly at the initial stage of the tenth realm. Although they were no match for Zhan Feng and the others in a one-on-one fight, their timing and location of appearance were extremely tricky.

One of them wielded a black iron chain hammer covered in spikes, accompanied by a foul, fishy wind, and slammed it down hard on Lan Xi, the blue-clad girl who was already seriously injured and seemed about to faint at any moment, and who had basically lost the ability to fight.

The other, like a ghost, instantly bypassed the main battlefield, dragging a long sword burning with a ghastly green flame, and attacked Zhan Yun from behind, whose old wounds had flared up again due to the previous all-out attack and whose aura was disordered.

Their objective was very clear: to attack and kill the wounded, create chaos, and disrupt Jiang Shu and the others' counterattack.

"Chubby!"

"Go away!"

Zhan Feng's eyes were bloodshot with rage. If Lan Xi and Zhan Yun, who were in poor condition, were hit, the consequences would be unimaginable!

Despite the excruciating pain churning within him, he forcefully twisted the bronze battle axe, attempting to return to the aid of his comrades.

However, how could that enormous image of a Venerable One let such a good opportunity pass by?
In the instant Zhan Feng was distracted, gray-black energy surged at the wound on its pierced cervical vertebrae, and it seemed as if granulation tissue was wriggling.

It no longer howled; beneath its ferocious bronze mask, a silent and cruel arc seemed to have appeared.

An unprecedentedly terrifying energy condensed on the broken spear, carrying a locked, deadly intent.

The broken spear was raised, and it was still the same unremarkable thrust.

This thrust, though seemingly slow, strangely traversed spatial distances, carrying an aura of destruction capable of piercing through countless ancient stars.

The spearhead was aimed at Zhan Feng's back, which was now wide open and completely unprotected.

Before the spear even arrived, the invisible pressure nearly stopped Zhan Feng's heart, and his entire body groaned in agony. This was an absolute crushing defeat in terms of realm, a calculated, deadly strike from an image that had awakened a sliver of intelligence!
"Battle Wind!!"

Jiang Shu cried out, wanting to rush forward to help, but he had just unleashed a powerful attack and was in the process of replenishing his strength. Even if he wanted to mobilize the laws of space to help, it would be too late.

A close call!
Just as the black, broken spear was about to kiss Zhan Feng's back, a resolute figure crashed in from the side like a cannonball!
This man was burly and had a ferocious face. At first glance, he looked like a black bear standing upright, with ancient runes engraved on his exposed skin, which was burning fiercely.

"Hurdan!"

Zhan Yun's voice came from below.

This direct disciple of the War Alliance, who had always followed Zhan Feng and aided him in battle with his exquisite close-combat techniques and keen senses, unleashed astonishing power at this moment.

He used the two millstone-like axes in his hands as spears, carrying his last bit of secret power, and hurled them fiercely at the throat of the supreme image, while he himself lunged at Zhan Feng!
"Young Master, let's go!"

boom! !

The double axes struck the thick bronze armor at the throat of the image, sending it flying with only a trail of sparks, but a slight resistance was generated.

At the same time, Hu Erdan slammed into Zhan Feng's side and rear with all his might, pushing him several feet away from the brink of death.

The black, broken spear mercilessly pierced through Huerdan's right shoulder, which had been exposed as he pushed Zhanfeng away.

A terrifying annihilation power erupted instantly, and in a split second, half of his body was instantly consumed by darkness. The intense pain caused him to let out a bloodcurdling scream.

Blood mixed with shattered internal organs gushed from his mouth, and his body was carried high into the air like a rag doll before crashing heavily against the crystal wall in the distance. His fate was unknown.

"Hurdan!"

Zhan Feng's eyes were bloodshot and tears streamed down his face.

He watched as his comrades suffered heavy injuries while protecting him, and the bloodline of the War Alliance within him was completely ignited, burning wildly!
"kill!"

Zhan Feng, acting like a madman, unleashed a blood-red flame from his bronze battle axe, completely ignoring his internal injuries, and was about to pounce again.

"Wake up!"

A thunderous roar, containing spatial tremors, exploded directly in Zhan Feng's soul.

It is Jiang Shu.

He used the Heart of Space to forcibly activate soul transmission, awakening the enraged Zhan Feng.

"Evacuate everyone!"

"It's about to wake up. If we leave now, there's still a chance for it to survive!"

Jiang Shu's voice was as cold as iron, leaving no room for doubt.

He could see it all very clearly at that moment.

The bloodlust in the eyes of that supreme being was no longer simply about killing, but was filled with a hunting patience and cunning.

It is evolving; through repeated blows and counterattacks, it is rapidly understanding and adapting to their fighting style.

The nascent, weak intelligence is absorbing combat experience and growing rapidly.

Zhan Feng's body trembled violently, and he looked around abruptly.

Lanxi narrowly avoided the chain hammer, but was struck in the thigh by another demon soldier's longsword, bleeding profusely and turning ashen-faced.

Although Zhan Yun managed to twist her body and avoid a fatal blow at the last moment, her ribs were still burned by the ghastly green flames. The flames were like maggots clinging to her bones, constantly eroding her protective magic power and making her aura even weaker.

The remaining two or three who were still standing were also covered in wounds and had exhausted their magical power.

Huerdan collapsed in a pool of blood, his fate unknown.

In the distance, more shadows writhe in the distorted light, and more low-level shadow soldiers rapidly coalesce, roaring as they surround them.

An atmosphere of despair permeated the crowd.

"Zhan Feng, you take the men and leave. I'll cover the rear!"

Jiang Shu's voice was resolute as he faced the Venerable figure whose aura was rising steadily, whose eyes were becoming increasingly sharp and dangerous, and who was approaching step by step.

He threw a punch.

The All-Encompassing Fist!
He thrust both hands forward with a sudden burst, no longer just a condensed accumulation of Daoist energy, but a mixture of the vast Daoist energy within his body and the power of spatial laws, like a surging torrent, abruptly striking the chain-hammer demon soldier who had just ambushed Lanxi, the pale green flame demon soldier who was chasing Zhan Yun, and the pursuers in the distance.

This move, the "All-Encompassing Fist," transcends the simple realm of "overpowering others with force," and instead represents a crushing and assimilation at the level of laws.

In an instant, the images of the two demonic soldiers who had just entered the tenth realm were as if they had been thrown into a huge, invisible millstone. The space was highly compressed, forming an invisible cage that imprisoned them tightly.

The primordial Daoist essence, like the chaotic energy that created the world, domineeringly erodes and decomposes their constituent laws and core resentment.

The two demonic soldiers didn't even have time to scream before their bodies twisted violently in the air, like melting snow in the sunlight, instantly turning into two wisps of black smoke, completely absorbed into this ancient battlefield where the laws were in chaos. Along with them, the hundreds of pursuers behind them were also destroyed.

One move to annihilate the enemy!
However, the incredibly powerful attack also exhausted most of Jiang Shu's reserve mana, and even the protective silver light surrounding him dimmed for a moment.

"Brother Jiang!!"

"Only by surviving can there be hope!"

Jiang Shu didn't turn his head; his voice clearly reached everyone's ears amidst the vibrations in the space.

As soon as he finished speaking, an indescribable, terrifying aura erupted from Jiang Shu's body.

A silvery-white flame seemed to ignite from the deepest recesses of the soul. It had no temperature, yet it caused the surrounding chaotic and violent fragments of laws to give way.

This flame was no ordinary fire, but rather the life-giving fire of his own "Tao" that he had ignited!

It is the essence of his spatial laws, the laws of force, the primordial Dao rhythm... and even the condensed essence of his soul and will!

The fire of Tao has been lit.

Live to the death!

boom!
Silver flames shot into the sky, and Jiang Shu transformed into a human-shaped silver sun. At this moment, the Desolate Star Halberd seemed to come alive, emitting a mournful cry that reverberated throughout the ancient road.

He took a step, and the space beneath his feet automatically solidified into steps, carrying him as he instantly approached that supreme image.

The terrifying power brought by the burning Dao Fire temporarily bridged the gap in their cultivation levels, giving him the ability to directly challenge a Venerable-level opponent.

Silver flames flickered, and the spatial mirror image reappeared, this time in nine forms.

Together with their true forms, ten figures burning with silver Dao flames charged fiercely toward the ancient demonic image that resembled a mountain.

The shadows of halberds filled the sky, cutting through space, carrying the force of breaking through ten thousand pounds and the power of primordial emptiness, while attacking his vital points all at once.

The momentum was immense, as if it would tear it to shreds in an instant! (End of Chapter)