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

Faced with Jiang Shu's attack, the ancient demonic image's scarlet eyes revealed a solemn expression for the first time, clearly sensing a great threat from Jiang Shu.

He brandished the broken spear, creating an impenetrable black annihilation domain in front of him.

"boom!"

Countless halberd shadows pierced the Annihilation Domain, unleashing a violent energy shockwave that completely tore apart the surrounding distorted spatial fragments.

puff!

A silver flame figure seized a fleeting opening in the Annihilation Domain and successfully pierced the massive wound in its ribs with the Desolate Star Halberd once more.

The silvery-white flames, like maggots clinging to bones, frantically scorched the dark brown flesh inside.

The image let out an angry roar, and with a backhand sweep of its spear, it instantly shattered the clone and several nearby mirror images into silver specks.

The clones shatter, and the original appears.

Jiang Shu's true form appeared directly in front of the image, blood spilling from his mouth and nose due to the intense backlash from the burning Dao Fire, but Jiang Shu's eyes were frighteningly bright.

Taking advantage of the moment when the image is in pain, and the old force has been exhausted while the new force has not yet been generated, it suddenly takes a step forward.

An invisible yet soul-shaking, law-shattering spatial sonic boom, mixed with primordial energy, struck the bronze mask in the image at close range.

The sound waves ignored physical defenses and directly impacted its newly formed, fragile intelligence.

The massive body of the image shuddered violently again, the blood-red light in its eyes flickered chaotically, and its movements became visibly stiff.

It's now!

"Walk!!!"

Jiang Shu roared at Zhan Feng and the others, his silver-white Dao Flame bursting forth once more, attacking recklessly and drawing all of the Ancient Demon Image's attention to himself.

He transmitted that deep-seated killing intent and attraction through the burning Dao fire, as if branding it.

"Follow me!"

Zhan Feng's eyes were bloodshot, and he almost gritted his teeth to pieces, but he knew that this was an opportunity that Jiang Shu had risked his life for, and he absolutely could not waste it so easily.

He turned around abruptly, picked up the dying Yu Sha with one hand and carried him on his back, while grabbing the heavily injured Lan Xi with the other. He roared at Zhan Yun, whose eyes were also red and who was leaning on his chapped spear, "Xiao Yun, lead the way!"

Zhan Yun endured the burning pain in his ribs and the depletion of his mana. His gaze swept across the chaotic battlefield, locking onto a rift that had been briefly formed due to the intense energy collision earlier, and whose spatial laws had stabilized somewhat.

"Follow me, quickly!"

She was the first to rush out.

The remaining disciples, supporting each other, gritted their teeth and unleashed every last bit of strength within their bodies, like a flood bursting its banks, desperately fleeing in the exact opposite direction from Jiang Shu's battle.

Behind him was Jiang Shu's solitary figure, which appeared incredibly small yet dazzling beneath the massive, mountain-like silhouette, constantly spewing silver flames and blood from the source of his Dao Fire.

"Roar!"

The Venerable-level image was thoroughly enraged by Jiang Shu's bizarre, frenzied, and relentless attacks.

The crimson in its eyes reformed, becoming even deeper and colder, the chaos replaced by a chilling ferocity.

The stiffness brought on by the annihilating sound quickly subsided, replaced by extreme anger, as if one had been stung by an ant.

It clearly imprinted this human race, burning with silver fire and as annoying as a flea, deep in its soul.

He must be killed!

The enormous foot stomped on the earth, and the dark red crystal ground shattered inch by inch like fragile glass.

The enormous figure of the image burst forth with a terrifying speed disproportionate to its size. The broken spear, powerful enough to pierce stars, tore through the sky, leaving a black trail of destruction as it fiercely stabbed towards Jiang Shu.

Jiang Shu, burning with Dao Fire, had his perception pushed to its limit. The moment the broken spear locked onto him, he had already activated the Heart of Space. The space beneath his feet rippled like water, and his figure instantly disappeared from the spot, appearing as if merging into the water flow behind another stone forest ruin a hundred meters away.

boom!
The broken black spear pierced the afterimage he left behind, and the afterimage vanished instantly.

The spear tip struck the ground, and the crystal earth within a radius of tens of feet suddenly sank, then began to shatter and annihilate, forming a huge, bottomless pit with ominous black light flowing along its edges.

After teleporting, Jiang Shu spat out another mouthful of blood mixed with fragments of silver flame.

Each spatial jump felt like it was tearing his fragile meridians and soul apart, and the burning Dao fire was violently consuming his foundation.

"escape!"

"Keep running!"

At this moment, Jiang Shu had no other thoughts in his mind.

He was like a desperate man walking on the edge of a knife, pushing the laws of space to their limit.

The figure flickered and refracted among the ruins, appearing in extremely peculiar and unpredictable locations each time.

Sometimes it would use the momentum of a massive, overturned skeleton to leap across, sometimes it would brush past the edge of dangerous turbulent currents of law, and sometimes it would disappear into the spatial folds filled with eerie mist.

Although this image possesses the cultivation level of a Venerable, it is only nascent in intelligence and lacks combat experience. Otherwise, given the vast difference in cultivation levels between the two, Jiang Shu would probably have died at its hands long ago.

The image of the Venerable One was filled with furious rage.

Its attack missed, and it immediately locked onto Jiang Shuxin's location, taking large strides to catch up. Every step it took caused the earth to shake, and large areas of space were forcibly solidified by the aura of a venerable being emanating from its body, attempting to interfere with the operation of the laws of space and slow down Jiang Shuxin's speed.

A profound and tangible annihilation domain spread around it, and the space within the domain was like solidified black amber, with even the fragments of laws drifting from afar disappearing instantly.

If Jiang Shu gets involved, his teleportation will inevitably be interrupted.

One chase and one escape!
On one side was a powerful being whose aura was as vast as a collapsing mountain, and whose actions resounded with the roar of laws.

On one side is a desperate figure, as small as a firefly, yet frantically burning itself to gain a sliver of life, maneuvering through the power of space.

Under the oppressive, iron-gray sky and on the shattered, desolate land, the two sides engaged in a life-or-death race against time!
Boom!

The broken spear, carrying a black light capable of annihilating everything, slammed into Jiang Shu's fading afterimage.

Space groaned under the strain, and the crystal earth shattered like brittle glass, forming a bottomless, pitch-black crater with an ominous black liquid flowing along its edges.

Tens of thousands of miles away, behind a huge broken rib, Jiang Shu's figure staggered out. He felt a sweet taste in his throat and spat out a large mouthful of blood, the blood mist mixed with fine silver glitter.

That is the origin of the burning fire dissipating.

Each time the Space Heart was pushed to its limit for teleportation, it felt like being branded on the soul and meridians with a red-hot iron. The intense tearing sensation accompanied the rapid loss of one's foundation, causing excruciating pain.

Worse still, the annihilating Daoist aura emanating from the broken spear, lurking within him, was eroding his vitality like a living thing, creating a tug-of-war with the burning Daoist fire, each time bringing deeper burning pain and weakness.

"Ow!"

The ancient image roared with a force that shattered mountains and rivers, its scarlet pupils fixed on Jiang Shu's direction. Jiang Shu's small yet tenacious figure, which had repeatedly injured it and kept fleeing, had completely ignited the most primal rage it had felt since the birth of its intelligence, like a giant beast repeatedly bitten by insects.

That chilling killing intent pierced through the chaotic space, pressing down on Jiang Shu's shoulders like a tangible shackle.

Its massive body is no longer a clumsy, moving mountain.

The enormous foot slammed down, and the ground beneath it, which had been distorting space, cracked and collapsed.

It doesn't simply run; rather, it leaps like a cannonball, with a terrifying explosive force completely disproportionate to its size, instantly covering a distance of tens of meters.

The broken spear was held horizontally, and along the path pointed by the spear tip, the chaotic fragments of laws and the pervasive resentment were forcibly sucked in as if encountering a black hole, then solidified, forming a viscous, ink-like annihilation domain.

Within the domain, space seemed to be cast into a pitch-black lead block, and even the blood-red crystalline dust drifting in the distance instantly solidified.

An overwhelming and unstoppable force of confinement spread out, frantically squeezing the vitality of the laws in this area.

Jiang Shu's pupils contracted sharply.

The intense warning from the Heart of Space almost pierced his sea of ​​consciousness, making it impossible for him to linger any longer.

The broken bones beneath his feet trembled slightly, and the power of space surged forth once more.

Just as that dark, swamp-like annihilation domain was about to touch the tip of his boot, his figure shattered instantly, like a reflection thrown into water, and then vanished in a flash.

"Hey!"

He didn't appear precisely in a certain place as before, but rather, as if forcibly torn out by space, he stumbled and rolled out from the edge of a huge cracked canyon several hundred meters to the left and in front of the image.

The moment he landed, he even heard a faint but clear cracking sound coming from deep within his body. It was the backlash from over-exploiting the laws of space, and his bones seemed to be groaning.

He clutched his chest and coughed violently again, the blood seeping from between his fingers tinged with a hot, silvery sheen.

The image missed its target, and looking at the spot where Jiang Shu had appeared in a disheveled state, the scarlet flames in its eyes flickered even more ferociously.

It didn't even turn in that direction; its massive head simply swerved and locked onto a new target hundreds of meters away.

It's as if spatial distance is merely a negligible scale in its perception.

Its battered bronze armor emitted a dull groan as it raised its foot again, as if carrying the concept of "guaranteed hit," and stomped towards Jiang Shu.

boom!
It was another earth-shaking surge, so fast that it left only a brief afterimage in its place.

Jiang Shu felt as if he were not fighting a giant, but facing a precisely guided meteorite with its own spatial sealing.

Almost instinctively, honed through countless life-or-death battles, he forcefully tore through space to dodge the moment he sensed the opponent's activation.

Each teleportation was accompanied by excruciating pain that tore at his soul and coughing up mouthfuls of primordial blood; each time, he narrowly escaped death.

The battle turned into a brutal cycle of attrition and pursuit.

Jiang Shu transformed into a gray phantom that flickered continuously in the shattered space, its body still covered in blood.

He used the eye sockets of the enormous, star-like skull to propel himself forward, narrowly gliding over the boiling, churning river of dark red lava, and weaving back and forth along the edges of countless drifting spatial rift storms.

The pursuing images are like a tireless, prehistoric beast focused solely on locking onto its prey.

Its movements are becoming increasingly efficient, no longer simply a matter of unleashing power.

The broken spear thrust at a tricky and ruthless angle, blocking the evasion route. The shockwave generated by the giant foot stomping the ground had a wider range, detonating the spatial trap in advance. The annihilation domain around him sometimes converged into sharp blades to cut through the void, and sometimes spread out to interfere with the stability of teleportation.

Its ability to solidify and control space has grown rapidly in actual combat!
The light in its eyes grew brighter and brighter, gleaming with the light of wisdom.

In its time, it was a young king radiating intense light, dominating an era. Even now, after countless years of death, even if only an image remains, it is still an invincible existence.

Its combat experience was awakening, and it wanted to kill the little bug in front of it that it loathed.

"This won't do. I'll have no choice but to travel back to the Demon Realm."

"The Demon Realm is still too dangerous. In our current state, it might be unsafe to go back."

Jiang Shu stumbled out of the spatial rift once again, landing on a relatively flat black crystal ground, but as far as the eye could see, it was covered with strange runes.

He knelt on one knee, panting heavily, his vision blurred due to blood loss and depletion of his soul power.

If one is not already powerful enough to have reached the pinnacle of the tenth realm, then one's strength is limited.

He simply couldn't withstand the influence of a Venerable One.

But after fighting for so long, he was already feeling exhausted.

After all, at this time, he had not yet officially been promoted to the Venerable One!
Even more critically, each time he travels, he needs the Space Heart to precisely capture the space's weak points, those locations where the laws clash most fiercely and the structures are most unstable, and teleport like a keyhole.

But at this moment, the Heart of Space is sending back an unprecedented and abnormal response.

As his thoughts sank into the heart of space, the silver gemstone flashed rapidly, not as a warning of danger, but as an indescribable excitement and a complex flow of information being probed.

Jiang Shu focused his senses, and his expression instantly turned extremely ugly.

This is not because the number of stable points is decreasing, but because the spatial structure of the entire ancient battlefield is like a piece of originally very tough animal hide, which is being rapidly eroded from the inside by an invisible force and is becoming rotten.

The "walls" of the space have become thinner!

If the previous spatial vulnerabilities were like thin holes in leather, requiring a precise awl to pierce them.

Now, the entire space itself is becoming decayed and soft.

Jiang Shu even felt that he didn't need to deliberately look for a weak "point". As long as he concentrated the power of his body and charged forward, it would be enough to break through a thin spatial barrier.

But this vulnerability is by no means a good thing.

It brings about extreme instability and increased chaos.

"Give it another shot!"

"Fighting against this image is even more effective than dealing with the replica of the Eternal Tower!"

"This is the true Venerable Realm, but because it is only an image, it has the combat power of a Venerable Realm but not the wisdom of a Venerable Realm."

"By spending more time engaging with the situation and lingering for even a moment longer, one can hope to comprehend the realm of the Venerable One!"

Thoughts raced through Jiang Shu's mind.

Suddenly, as if sensing something, he leaped up.

laugh!
A spatial rift, originally flowing silently a few hundred meters away and about the thickness of an arm, suddenly shot out and twisted like a venomous snake without warning, its end eerily extending nearly a hundred meters, just sweeping across the spot where Jiang Shu had just been standing! (End of Chapter)