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

"elder brother."

Zhan Yun's spirit continued to explore outwards. Among the crowd, although she was seriously injured, a certain law she had comprehended allowed her to quickly heal her injuries.

As they gradually recover, their condition is actually at its best.

She looked at Zhan Feng and spoke in a slightly hoarse voice, breaking the oppressive silence.

"The boundaries of this land are becoming increasingly blurred."

"I feel like we're not in some strange, mutated secret realm right now, but rather thrown into the belly of an ever-expanding monster."

Hearing the worry in his sister's voice, Zhan Feng also raised his bloodshot eyes and looked at the dark and oppressive sky outside the cave.

He is a person who is rough around the edges but meticulous at heart, and usually doesn't show off.

But in such a critical moment, how could one not pay close attention to all the changes around them?

Under his gaze, the place was not static; occasionally, the shadows of huge, unidentified creatures' skeletons would rise and fall like mountains in the distorted spatial currents.

"I also have this feeling."

He shook his head, his voice low and heavy, carrying a rare sense of powerlessness:
"It's like... it's like those damn things outside are getting smarter and smarter. Even those spatial rifts can move. It's so weird."

Both he and Zhan Yun have ways to protect themselves, so they can survive even if there is a great crisis here. But this time, there are too many geniuses involved in entering the ancient road.

If something truly serious happens, his and Zhan Yun's status within the War Alliance will also be affected.

After all, the War Alliance is not truly dominated by the Zhan family alone.

It is also a place where various interests are intertwined.

The thoughts in my mind became increasingly chaotic.

Just as he was about to say something more, Yu Sha coughed weakly from the side, his voice barely audible, but that name instantly captured everyone's attention.

“Jiang Shu, he…”

“Jiang Shu…”

A familiar figure suddenly appeared.

Zhan Feng clenched his fist tightly, his nails digging deep into his palm, a trickle of crimson blood seeping out.

He recalled Jiang Shu's resolute figure as he held the rear, and his tiny figure burning with silver Dao flames, like a moth drawn to a flame beneath the enormous ancient demon image.

He opened his mouth as if to say something, but only a hoarse sentence came out.

"Jiang Shu... should be alright, right?"

There was no pride in his voice, only a heavy sense of guilt and unspeakable fear.

The power of that ancient demonic image was deeply ingrained. The chances of Jiang Shu surviving alone were extremely low.

Zhan Feng couldn't even figure out where Jiang Shu's way out lay.

A glint of tears flashed in Zhan Yun's eyes as he bit his lower lip, trying to suppress something.

Lanxi buried her face even deeper into her knees, her thin shoulders trembling slightly.

Silence descended once more.

Every minute and every second seems particularly long.

Aside from the groans of the wounded, there were only the faint, distorted humming sounds coming from outside the cave due to the instability of the spatial structure, and the occasional muffled sounds of energy collisions from unknown sources in the distance.

The unknown enemy, the deteriorating environment, and the enormous shadow of losing Jiang Shu, the strongest fighter, weighed on everyone's hearts like heavy lead, making even breathing difficult.

Suddenly, Zhan Yun looked up sharply, his hawk-like gaze piercing through the cave entrance and fixed on a distant point.

"Did you feel it?"

Zhan Yun's voice carried a hint of surprise and doubt.

Almost simultaneously, Zhan Feng, Yu Sha, and others also sensed it.

An energy storm that was extremely distant, yet extremely clear!

It didn't come from the spatial turbulence around them, but from a direction deeper in space!
That fluctuation, carrying chaos and violence, was filled with destructive collisions of power, but at the core of those violent energy collisions, there was a faint, extremely familiar, and incredibly resilient spatial oscillation aftershock!
"It's...it's Jiang Shu?!"

A sudden, unnatural flush rose on Yu Sha's pale face, and she gasped in surprise, her breath unsteady.

Zhan Feng stood up abruptly. The excruciating pain at his severed arm made him sway violently, but he paid no attention to it. His eyes were bloodshot as he stared in that direction, as if trying to pierce through the layers of solidified and distorted space.

"It's him!"

"My intuition is infallible!"

Zhan Yun's voice was resolute, and a sharp light flashed in his eyes. His previous fatigue seemed to be suppressed in an instant.

"He's still fighting!"

"How could he still have energy after such a long time? Was he held back by something, or was he fighting desperately?"

The word "desperately" carried an indescribable heaviness and worry.

What kind of enemy could make them, who are located so far away, sense such terrifying fluctuations?

What is Jiang Shu's current state?
A torrent of hope and despair violently assaulted their minds.

Knowing that Jiang Shu was still alive was a tremendous source of hope.

But the thought of the terrifying pressure he was facing only made the despair feel heavier.

They are trapped in this place and can barely take care of themselves, let alone go to help!

"Should I go over and take a look..."

Zhan Feng roared at the endless darkness, his voice hoarse like a broken gong. He took a step forward, but his gaze was fixed on Zhan Yun.

He wasn't afraid, but worried. If he left, his sister would have to bear the crisis alone.

At this moment, he was filled with remorse. He had been somewhat lax in his cultivation this time since his birth, and had not worked hard to cultivate. Otherwise, even if he had been able to advance to a minor realm, he would not be in such a sorry state now.

"Brother... if you continue like this... you might only be a burden to Jiang Shu..."

Zhan Yun walked up to Zhan Feng and said, "Recover some more, and I will protect you."

Zhan Yun didn't stop Zhan Feng directly. She knew that Zhan Feng rarely acknowledged anyone, and he had already regarded Jiang Shu as a brother after going through a life-and-death battle.

His brother felt an indescribable sense of guilt towards Jiang Shu.

Moreover, judging from her guess, Jiang Shu was definitely not having an easy time at this moment.

Perhaps the dangers ahead are even more terrifying than they are.

If my brother had recovered more at this point and had rushed over earlier, the situation might have changed.

"You must hold on!"

With thoughts surging in his mind, Zhan Yun took a deep breath, and all the laws on his body were added to one of the laws, like rivers converging and rushing to Zhan Feng, who was sitting cross-legged.

……

An hour ago. The inky black mud absorbed the faint light from the surroundings, filled with an aura of death, like solidified amber.

After a period of recovery, Jiang Shu gradually mobilized his nearly exhausted spiritual power, sinking his consciousness into the remaining source of the spatial core.

The Heart of Space is the embodiment of the laws of space, constantly radiating pure spatial Daoist charm, providing cultivators with opportunities to comprehend the laws of space.

But the series of battles, coupled with the earlier attempt to avoid the ancient images, had left them exhausted.

Jiang Shu had repeatedly overdrawn and depleted this spatial core, and it was beginning to show signs of breaking.

The pale silver light was now as dim as a candle in the wind, and each tremor conveyed an eerie resonance with the surrounding space.

This is a murky "fetal movement" filled with pain yet also carrying the greed of newborns.

These torn and pieced-together fragments of the void, under the influence of the sinister altar, are forcibly coalescing into an independent microcosm with nascent instincts—a cage filled with death, decay, and extreme malice towards all living beings.

"Although I have already obtained a large amount of resources from the Nine Universes Business Alliance, the amount of resources required for cultivation at the Venerable Realm will be terrifying."

"Relying solely on the resources of the Vast Expanse and the Nine Universes Merchant Alliance, I might not be able to maintain the rapid pace of advancement in my cultivation at the Venerable Realm."

“Some are revered figures who have not made any progress in thousands of years.”

"If I want to improve, I should make sure they owe me a big favor from the War Alliance."

"Not to mention, although I can leave on my own, Zhan Feng and Zhan Yun invited me here with good intentions. If they were to perish here, it would also damage my Dao heart."

The thoughts in my mind rose and fell like the tide.

Jiang Shu's gaze was cold. Although he had recovered some of his strength, he could only defeat an average tenth-realm expert.

The cold, blasphemous aura emanating from the altar formed the prototype of an indestructible world barrier.

It is absolutely not something that the Ten Realms can shake.

Only by comprehending the laws of space can one have the opportunity to destroy the structure!

The fundamental principles of the universe gradually emerged around us.

The Primordial Dao, along with the Protective Dao, guarded his side, intercepting all the strange energy in this world.

The rest of the power of the Great Dao was poured into the heart of the space that was about to shatter!
He wanted to perceive more spatial laws in this final fragmentation!

hum!
The Heart of Space was forcibly activated, emitting a mournful cry as it approached its limit. Thin strands of silver light seeped from Jiang Shu's seven orifices, outlining mysterious and broken spatial runes on his body.

The body, which had just partially recovered, cracked again.

Every acupoint on the body feels like a life-bearing planet being overturned, as if a calamity is about to strike.

The intense pain felt like it was tearing his body apart completely.

Even some Dao Lords at the Myriad Manifestations Realm cannot ignore this pain.

But Jiang Shu seemed completely unconcerned; it was as if countless flashes of inspiration were converging in his mind.

I have a completely new understanding of the Great Way of Space.

He was like a skilled craftsman wielding a blunt weapon, beginning to "carve" on this solidified, maliciously pervasive spatial barrier.

His fingertips moved laboriously in the air in front of him, each movement creating subtle yet sharp ripples in the space, like a needle trying to pierce a tough eardrum.

The Heart of Space was operating frantically, trying to capture the extremely faint chaotic nodes of Daoist rhythm that arose from the incomplete construction of this nascent small world within the invisible barrier before it.

lol...

A very faint sound, like the tearing of paper, came from behind.

Just a few feet in front of Jiang Shu, he forcibly tore a hair-thin crack open in the inky black spatial barrier at the cost of almost burning his divine soul.

A chilling, decaying, and hateful aura, a hundred times stronger than before, surged out and directly impacted Jiang Shu's soul!
"Well--!"

Jiang Shu was struck hard, and he spat out a mouthful of foul blood mixed with fragments of internal organs and silver specks. He slumped down, and his back slammed against the cold stone pillar with a dull thud.

But his eyes were fixed on the core of the altar behind the crack, a structure built of huge, broken animal bones and strange stones. Several dark red runes, seemingly formed from endless resentment, were slowly rotating around a point of deep, abyss-like dark light at the center of the altar.

That is the core of the world, the source of malice!

Almost the instant Jiang Shu glimpsed the core of the world, the entire dark and desolate land trembled violently.

It was not a vibration in the physical sense, but an angry roar emanating from space itself, or from the Dao itself!
The will of the world has awakened!

A vast, primal, and pure consciousness, composed of hatred and destructive desires, swept across every corner of space like a cold tsunami.

Jiang Shu's existence, and his insignificant yet intensely destructive spatial fluctuations, were like fireflies in the darkness, instantly locked onto by this newborn malice!

A sickening cracking sound came from afar, a mournful wail as the spatial structure was forcibly distorted and torn apart.

Three twisted black shadows, carrying dense dark aura and chaotic fragments of Dao principles, forcefully pushed through the solidified space from three completely different directions, their target clear: the stone pillar where Jiang Shu was hiding.

Their forms were illusory, clearly not entirely solid entities, but rather "images" that condensed the killing intent and remaining laws of this world. Their forms were blurry, but the energy fluctuations emanating from them had all reached the peak of the tenth realm.

Clearly, this nascent world embryo is also limited by its own unstable structure, and cannot directly unleash power exceeding its own limits. The peak of the tenth realm is the limit of killing power it can mobilize.

"coming……"

Jiang Shu frowned.

He hadn't expected the images to arrive so quickly.

It should be noted that although these three images are all at the tenth realm, they are still just images.

Not to mention himself, even some geniuses of the tenth realm could easily defeat them.

But right now, his condition is terrible.

He really didn't want to waste his recovered energy on these images.

The inky black silt seemed to come alive, churning violently under the influence of an invisible force.

Three killing images of the peak of the tenth realm were already approaching the stone pillar. The sinister and malevolent energy wrapped around them twisted like living things, locking onto the dying struggle behind the stone pillar.

boom!
boom!
boom!
Three attacks, each imbued with the essence of slaughter, descended almost simultaneously—claws, fists, and blades—their violent energy enough to instantly destroy a small mountain.

However, just as the attack was about to touch the stone pillar...

"Hey……"

He let out a long sigh.

Jiang Shu's sigh seemed to break the silence of the world.

With each step he took, every pore of his body seemed to breathe as if a colossal beast of the starry sky were breathing within it.

Even though his body was already broken.

It looked as if it was about to disintegrate.

But in some respects, his strength is already incredibly close to that of a Venerable!
Just three images...

Even if it causes harm to itself, it is not something that can be destroyed! (End of Chapter)