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

Jiang Shu's face remained calm, but his heart seemed to be churning with turbulent emotions.

It should be noted that he has encountered venerable figures before.

Whether it is the supreme leader of the True Martial Sect in the vast and boundless realm.

It was Zhan Jiuxiao, still in the War Alliance.

He had personally encountered them all, but none of them had such a profound impact on him.

Could it be... a saint?
Jiang Shu already had a guess in his heart. At this moment, although he was still in the Myriad Manifestations Realm, he was really only a thin membrane away from the Chaos Realm.

With just one more period of seclusion, I can advance to the next level.

His vision was naturally exceptionally high, and he could see that the person before him was far beyond the level of a Venerable, having already reached the level of touching the origin of the Great Dao.

Of course, as things stand now, it's unlikely that the saint himself has descended.

It is highly likely that it was just an avatar.

The Daoist aura emanating from this avatar is far beyond what ordinary peak Venerables can compare to.

"good."

The blurry figure made a sound, calm and indifferent, as if it came from the depths of the universe.

"To be able to protect his companions in such a place, to use a great technique to seize a sliver of heavenly secrets in a desperate situation, and to use his remaining body to burn the Dao and shake the core of the world, thus finding an opportunity for us to tear apart the barrier."

"Courage, wisdom, and moral character are all top-notch qualities."

The words of praise came out of his mouth without any emotional fluctuation; he was simply stating what he believed to be a fact.

The blurry figure's gaze fell on the battered Desolate Star Halberd in Jiang Shu's hand, its blade chipped in several places and still entangled with stubborn curse marks.

"This halberd accompanied you as you fought your way out of the encirclement, but it was also tainted by the curse of that world, and its original essence has been worn down."

"If we were to enter now, it would likely become a burden."

The blurry figure slightly raised his hand, and a point of extremely restrained light, which seemed to be able to freeze time and space, lit up at his fingertips.

"Bring it here."

Jiang Shu couldn't help but feel a little excited.

A being who appears to be a saint is actually going to personally reforge his weapon?
Even for him, this was an incredible opportunity!
It should be noted that even within the Star Ruins Realm, the Nine Universes Merchant Alliance does not possess a Saint.

Each saint has left an indelible mark on the long river of time. There are even rumors that saints can live as long as the heavens. They have seen too much and have too great abilities. They are peerless beings with profound knowledge.

Therefore, Jiang Shu did not hesitate at all. He simply loosened his grip and let the Desolate Star Halberd fly into the void.

That glimmer of light easily covered the Desolate Star Halberd.

There was no earth-shattering scene of tempering, only a subtle, low hum in the space.

The Desolate Star Halberd rippled like water in the light.

The bone rust curse marks on the halberd were as if burned by an invisible fire, struggling and twisting violently, and finally turned into wisps of black smoke that were completely annihilated by the supreme spatial laws, no longer existing in the world.

At the chipped edge of the halberd blade, the broken fragments of Dao patterns seemed to reconnect and solidify as if time had reversed.

Furthermore, even deeper and more restrained fragments of spatial Dao principles, filled with the true meaning of cutting and solidifying, were forcibly imprinted into the core veins of the halberd.

A few breaths later, the light faded.

The brand-new Desolate Star Halberd returned to Jiang Shu's hands.

It still feels heavy when you hold it, but there's an indescribable smoothness and depth to it.

The halberd grew increasingly dark and ancient, its surface imbued with a subtle, luminous light that seemed to bind the trajectories of the stars. With the chipped edge gone, the blade was so cold it could reflect the light and shadow of one's soul, radiating a sharpness that was almost capable of cutting through space. Even the grip on the halberd's handle seemed to resonate with the deepest rhythm of his Dao foundation, becoming even more seamlessly integrated with his own spatial laws.

The power contained within the halberd, under the skillful hand of this sage, not only regained its original appearance but also subtly reached a new level.

"Thank you saint!"

Jiang Shu, holding his halberd, bowed solemnly once again.

This gift is far too generous.

It's not just about repairing, it's about enhancing.

The blurry figure fell silent, took a step forward, and appeared above the Profound Origin Creation Pool, standing alongside Zhan Jiuxiao and the other five Supreme Elders who maintained the spatial passage.

Without the need for words, the aura of a saintly being erupted.

Although it tried its best to contain itself and did not affect the area below, the small stone chamber seemed to be stretched and folded in an instant, bearing unimaginable power.

The ancient runes on the wall lit up like a tide, forming an incredibly strong barrier.

Above the pool of creation, a spatial light point was forcibly condensed.

A phantom-like hand made a tearing motion towards the point of light.

scoff!

It was not a piercing explosion, but a heart-wrenching wail that came from the forced distortion and fragmentation of the very essence of space!
A narrow, elongated rift, barely wide enough for one person to pass through, constantly spewing out chaotic spatial currents and with extremely twisted edges, forcefully pierced through the layers of distorted and disturbed secret realm barriers under immense force, and was briefly pinned to the void!

A fierce wind raged within the passage, and the gray, distorted, crimson light flickered wildly, emanating a chaotic aura of laws and the howling of vengeful spirits that chilled the soul.

This is a reverse passage forcibly carved out of the wall of that malicious "embryo" world, and its stability is far inferior to the door that sent Jiang Shu out.

Every second it was violently shaking, enduring the frenzied backlash from the world's will and the power of the laws to repair itself.

Zhan Jiuxiao's voice pierced through the crack with a violent howl, striking Jiang Shu's ears like a stabilizing force.

"Jiang Shu, enter!"

Without any hesitation, Jiang Shu gripped the newly revamped Desolate Star Halberd tightly, transformed into a streak of silver light, and resolutely crashed into the constantly convulsing and contracting spatial rift, instantly disappearing into the depths of chaotic light and shadow and howling storm.

Behind them, the portal that the War Alliance had forcibly maintained was struggling to maintain its last shred of stability amidst the violent spatial ripples and vibrations.

Viscous, cold, twisted...

The instantaneous teleportation caused an intense feeling of dizziness and tearing.

The feeling of entering this time was completely different from when I stepped in through the ancient road entrance last time.

Gone are the seemingly peaceful, desolate, blood-red plains; in their place are ubiquitous spatial turbulence and chaotic storms of laws.

Like a raging beast, it unleashed its most violent malice upon the foreign object that had forcibly entered its body.

As soon as he landed, a gust of wind carrying the stench of decay and blood, along with a heavy, sinister aura, howled and swept in, causing Jiang Shu's clothes to flutter wildly and his exposed skin to feel as if it were being scraped by fine blades.

Beneath their feet were no longer the ruins of an ancient battlefield, but rather a dark, stagnant swamp, thick and elastic, exuding a nauseating sense of decay.

A dark red mist, visible to the naked eye, filled the air, containing a malevolent power capable of interfering with the soul and eroding flesh.

The mixed energy remaining from the secondary turbulent area created by the space he tore apart during his last escape is being greedily absorbed by this silted land and integrated into its own body.

The environment has become even worse! The world's malice is no longer just directed at intruders, but is more instinctively and greedily devouring and consuming everything, accelerating its own growth.

Jiang Shu instantly released his spatial perception, his spiritual senses spreading out like a net.

His range was severely suppressed. The dense, almost tangible fog of malice and the chaotic, violent currents of law, like layers upon layers of noisy, murky veils, obscured his investigation.

He tried to sense the subtle spatial markings left on Zhan Feng and the others, but those markings were completely swallowed up by the enormous negative aura of the embryo.

I could only sense some vague life force fluctuations stirring and moving in the darkness in the distance.

"Unable to pinpoint their location, it seems we can only rely on the passive resonance of the Void Seal and the active creation of noise to attract them."

Jiang Shu felt a slight unease.

Just as he settled his mind, two crimson spots suddenly lit up from the shadow of a huge, twisted, black stone pillar on the left.

A nimble black shadow, like a venomous snake emerging from its hole, accompanied by a piercing whistle, stabbed straight at Jiang Shu's back.

It's an image of an ancient barbarian soldier!

Although it was not as large as the ancient barbarian soldiers we encountered last time, its body was more streamlined, and a deep dark red aura flowed across its bony exoskeleton. It moved several times faster than the ones we had encountered before.

Even more bizarrely, its stabbing angle was so cunning that it seemed to possess intelligence, silently piercing through several natural barriers formed by spatial folds and striking directly at vital points.

Jiang Shu didn't even turn around completely; he merely shifted his feet slightly, his body swaying naturally like a willow catkin in the wind, narrowly avoiding the fatal bone spur.

At the same time, the Desolate Star Halberd in his hand seemed to come alive. The halberd blade drew a silent yet incomparably sharp silver line in the dim light, its trajectory mysteriously distorting space, accurately hitting the wrist of the image holding the halberd.

Jiang Shu's Desolate Star Halberd did not make a piercing sound as it cut through the air; there was only a faint hum in the space.

The halberd blade struck precisely the bone gauntlet of the ancient barbarian soldier's image.

Time seemed to freeze at that moment.

"Crack!"

What reached my ears was not a crisp breaking sound, but rather the sound of rotten wood being instantly turned to dust by some kind of high-frequency vibration.

The image, holding a bone spur, disintegrated into countless dark brown fragments along with a small portion of its upper arm, silently dissipating in the thick, bloody mist.

The movement of the image suddenly stopped, and the light in the crimson eye sockets flickered violently, revealing a clear sense of astonishment and bewilderment.

An anthropomorphic emotion that should never appear in low-level killing videos.

It seems that as the world's will in this secret realm gradually recovers, the sentience of these images is slowly awakening.

However, Jiang Shu did not give it any time to react or escape.

He slightly lowered his wrist, and the Desolate Star Halberd seemed weightless as it slid downwards.

There was no chilling glint, only a faint silver line traversing the space. The image's neck slightly caved in, and then the entire grotesque head silently slid off, the break as smooth as a mirror, as if it had been thrown into the invisible void and annihilated.

The massive body stood frozen for a moment before crashing down onto the inky black mud, stirring up a cloud of filth. Then, the body began to disintegrate rapidly, turning into pure energy that merged into the surrounding world barrier.

The whole process was as fast as lightning. From the attack to the counterattack, it was just two simple and ruthless actions.

Jiang Shu glanced at the melting wreckage and felt a chill run down his spine.

These images, compared to those he encountered during his previous desperate escapes, were indeed more spiritual, with more coordinated movements and more concentrated power.

They seem to be constantly evolving as the world "grows".

Don't stay here for long.

He sensed the omnipresent malice and spying in this space, knowing that the aura of his recent actions would inevitably attract even more powerful beings in the surrounding area, like a torch in the darkness.

Finding someone is not easy.

Since passive spatial markers have failed, we can only rely on proactive methods to create momentum.

"Since perception is vague, let the commotion be loud enough to penetrate this filthy land!"

A fierce glint flashed in Jiang Shu's eyes.

His figure blurred, like a silver line disappearing into the shadows, heading straight to the right front.

It shot towards the area where the spatial fluctuations were most chaotic and the agitated atmosphere was most concentrated.

Beyond several rugged hills formed by huge, broken bones, a low-lying "basin" came into view.

The space here is even more unstable, and the blood-red mist is so thick that it is almost impossible to disperse, forming a dark red, viscous ocean.

In the mist, there were shadowy figures swaying about, numbering no less than a dozen.

Most of their auras were at the peak of the ninth realm to the early stage of the tenth realm, with one or two occasionally reaching the middle stage of the tenth realm, and even one obscure fluctuation faintly approaching the late stage.

Chaotic, dense, and filled with mixed scents.

This is exactly the hunting ground Jiang Shu needs.

As far as Jiang Shu could see, the influence included not only ancient races and giant beasts that had been lost to the annals of history, but also many human heroes who laid the foundation for the human race today. However, they were all now living in a daze and had become Jiang Shu's enemies.

If their heroic spirits were still alive, they probably wouldn't want to see themselves become like this.

Therefore, Jiang Shu had absolutely no intention of concealing his presence.

boom!
The Law of Power flowed through his entire body, and his blood and qi erupted violently, like a dormant volcano awakening. The powerful aura was like an invisible boulder thrown into this blood-red swamp, instantly breaking the balance of the basin.

Woo!
A piercing roar, laced with resentment and bloodlust, echoed from all directions in the thick fog.

Several dark figures, shrouded in filth and malevolent energy, broke through the thick fog from different directions like sharks smelling blood, rushing straight at Jiang Shu with varied attacks.

A massive bone claw tore through space and slammed down on him; filthy, corrosive energy blasts hurtled towards him like meteors; and several black chains covered in bone spikes snaked toward his limbs.

Jiang Shu did not move his feet, but the Desolate Star Halberd was already in his hand.

Faced with the overwhelming attack, he simply raised his left arm, spread his five fingers, and pressed them hard into the void in front of him!
The vast, distorted space in front of them was suddenly squeezed and folded by an unparalleled force, forming an invisible, heavy barrier.

"Oh!"

"Oh!"

"Oh!"

The dull thuds echoed as the bone claws slammed into the spatial barrier, shattering inch by inch.

The energy blast was like hitting a solid wall of refined gold, exploding into countless filthy specks of light.

The poisonous chains were shattered into pieces the instant they touched the barrier by the destructive force it contained!
Force can overcome all laws, and space can be used as a shield!

The first wave of attacks was quelled, but even more shadow soldiers swarmed in afterward.

They seemed to be subtly coordinating with each other; several heavily armored figures with immense power charged ahead, attempting to break through the spatial barrier, while swift, ghostly figures wielding blades lurked behind, seeking opportunities to ambush. (End of Chapter)