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

The few figures that had just pounced were even worse off, blasted away and crashing to the ground, their fate unknown.

With Jiang Shu's cultivation at the peak of the tenth realm, these images, which would have stirred up a bloodbath in the outside world, were as insignificant as ants.

He carried the struggling, howling mantis-like shadow soldier, which seemed to be nailed to amber, and in a flash appeared behind a relatively stable, huge black crystal at the edge of the wrecked basin.

Crystals act as a natural barrier, blocking sight and most prying eyes.

The Desolate Star Halberd pinned the Shadow Soldier firmly to the ground, its core locked by the power of spatial confinement.

Jiang Shu did not hesitate and immediately sat down cross-legged.

He formed a hand seal, and the fragment of the Heart of Space in his sea of ​​consciousness emitted a silver glow. The Primordial Daoist Rhyme flowed throughout his body, and the three operated at an unprecedentedly high speed and in perfect harmony.

A powerful divine thought, like the most precise probe, ignored the filthy energy and hideous bone armor struggling and twisting on the Shadow Soldier's body, and directly probed the strange Daoist node that was imprisoned at the core of his body.

He wanted to take advantage of this precious window of time, when the Shadow Soldier's core was imprisoned but had not yet been annihilated, to dissect the mysteries of this power!

Just as Jiang Shu's divine sense touched the core node that was entangled by spatial chains...

hum!
A vast and boundless aura, seemingly broken through tens of thousands of years and weathered by time, mixed with a trace of powerful vitality and creative will that was tainted by filth yet still stubbornly struggling, instantly swept over Jiang Shu's divine sense.

This feeling is not the residual will of the image itself, but the original aura of the strange Daoist charm that supports its existence.

The aura was so grand, so ancient and weathered.

Jiang Shu was deeply shaken.

A tattered image flashed through my mind.

In a desolate and barren land, filled with devastation and apocalypse, a tenacious seed is buried deep within the cracked core of the earth, surrounded by turbid currents that corrode everything and fierce winds that tear space apart.

The seed was scarred and almost blackened by filth, but inside its core, a tiny, barely visible green light struggled to maintain a heartbeat-like fluctuation in the deathly darkness. It was rooted in the ruins of destruction, drawing life from the very bottom of the earth.

"It's still too little; I only sensed a trace of its remaining will before it disappeared."

"These laws may not have much effect when breaking through realms, but once you reach the Chaos Realm, you need to form a world within your body."

"If one can comprehend the laws, one's realm can probably be raised to an unimaginable height."

"After all, the Star Ruins Realm has existed for a much longer time than the Cangmang Great Domain. Such a consciousness of law is something that the Dao Venerables and Demon Venerables in the Cangmang Great Domain have never seen."

"If we can just create a world, we might be able to establish ourselves in the vast and desolate region."

"Even if it's just that he has just been promoted to the Venerable Realm."

"Unfortunately, its appearance time was still too short."

A thousand thoughts flashed through Jiang Shu's mind.

He stood up, and streams of light appeared from his body, weaving through the images and finding many powerful images that he controlled within the spatial barrier, preventing them from even uttering a roar.

After sitting cross-legged on the cold black crystal, Jiang Shu planned to examine these shadow soldiers directly to avoid the situation where they disappeared before even coming into contact with this powerful law.

His divine sense, like the most precise probe, ruthlessly pierced the core nodes of these powerful shadow soldiers, which were tightly bound by spatial chains.

Perhaps he overestimated himself; the moment they made contact, a torrent of consciousness swept over him, almost destroying his divine sense.

boom!
This is a raging storm originating from the level of the soul.

Jiang Shu's presence was not the lingering resentment of the Mantis Shadow Soldier itself, but rather the collective sorrow and indomitable will carried by the strange Daoist aura residing within it, transcending countless ages.

Countless fragmented images and blurry pieces of perception forcefully flooded into Jiang Shu's sea of ​​consciousness.

He saw a world utterly corrupt and decadent.

The sky was shattered, flowing with foul black lava; the earth was covered with bottomless wounds, spewing corrosive torrents; the air was thick as lead, containing a suffocating, malevolent aura.

This is an absolute death zone, a no-man's land.

However, at the very core of this shattered land, deep within a node of an ancestral vein that may have once been the source of all things, Jiang Shu saw a glimmer of light.

It is as small as a mustard seed, yet it stubbornly exudes an indescribable life force, a pure creative essence that transcends the definition of life and death, a faint echo of the origin of life.

It was heavily enveloped and corroded by a black, viscous, cursed substance, like a spring blocked by filth and silt.

But its core, tender green, continues to pulsate under the pressure of endless darkness, each pulsation struggling against external erosion and attempting to draw upon any remaining nutrients beneath the ruins.

Jiang Shu's eyes were completely closed.

At this moment, he was in a state of sudden enlightenment.

The sediment that had settled within the Realm of Myriad Phenomena erupted with a thunderous roar at this moment.

Various ancient books that were read in the vast and boundless land.

Top-secret information learned in the Star Ruins Realm.

They all flashed by one by one.

A series of spiritual lights appeared on his body.

The fragmented pieces were all put together to form complete information chains.

The underlying foundation that enables these filthy creations to come alive, fight nimbly, and continuously evolve should be this primordial, originating from the depths of the origin of heaven and earth, polluted and distorted yet not completely extinguished creative energy.

It is the foundation of everything, just as soil is to plants.

The filthy will and deathly laws of the world embryo act as corrupting nutrients and frost upon it, giving it a destructive form and a killing instinct, but they cannot completely annihilate the essence of creation.

This aura is ancient and sorrowful, carrying the glory of once nurturing all things and the twisted pain of now being forcibly defiled.

It struggles to maintain a state of "existence" despite being shrouded in filth.

It is this structural force that gives the Shadow Soldiers stable bodies, coordinated movements, and even a nascent intelligence that has been maliciously distorted.

An embryonic world of death, fueled solely by filth, death, and destruction, is surging with madness. The core power driving the killing weapons it breeds, and the fundamental logic of its existence, all originate from the purest power of creation.

It's like using pure, life-giving water to prop up a rotting, swampy monster.

This profound insight into the essence of things captivated Jiang Shu.

If he were in the Eternal Tower, he would immediately enter a state of seclusion. Once he emerges from seclusion, he will undoubtedly be able to advance to the Venerable Realm.

Unfortunately, at this moment, he was on a dangerous ancient road!

In an instant, a tremor originating from the very instinct of life gripped Jiang Shu's entire body. A deadly threat far deeper and more terrifying than the shadow soldiers' encirclement felt like an ice pick piercing his spine, freezing his blood.

Jiang Shu didn't even have time to fully break free from that ancient and tragic mood.

Roar!
A roar filled with hatred and destructive desire, seemingly originating from the deepest abyss, tore through the deathly silence of the entire basin and crashed down.

Boom!

At the edge of the basin, several black stone pillars, twisted and towering like the ribs of prehistoric beasts, burst open without warning under the impact of the roaring sound waves.

The shattered stones, like glass broken by an invisible giant hammer, instantly turned into dust, rising in a cloud of inky smoke amidst the crimson mist.

The space began to collapse and contract in a visible way, like a huge invisible hand, grabbing hard from all directions behind the crystal where Jiang Shu was located.

The air was compressed to an extreme degree, emitting a shrill, strained sound.

The inky black silt on the ground surged upwards like a living thing, trying to stick to and devour everything.

The overwhelming pressure of the Venerable One, as heavy as the collapsing sky, mixed with an intensely nauseatingly sinister resentment, precisely locked onto Jiang Shu's aura, forcibly blasting him out of his comprehension of the Qi of Creation.

"puff!"

The violent backlash from the forced interruption of divine sense, coupled with the direct impact of that unparalleled pressure.

Jiang Shu's face paled involuntarily. Forced to break free from the state of enlightenment, he uncontrollably spat out a mouthful of blood, which splashed onto the black crystal in front of him, making a hissing corrosion sound.

He looked up abruptly and saw a massive figure, as large as a mountain, approaching step by step from the center of the basin.

The bronze heavy armor was covered with countless deep cracks, the largest of which went through the waist and ribs, with gray-black energy slowly seeping out from the edges like putrid pus, distorting the surrounding scenery.

Three inches below his neck, the gash that Zhan Yun and he himself had both severely injured was even more shocking. Inside, one could vaguely see a strange, dark brown tissue that resembled both rock and flesh slowly writhing.

The ancient demon image, wielding a broken demon spear and possessing mid-stage Venerable cultivation, which was deep within the ancient road, actually attacked again!
Its scarlet demonic eyes, no longer solidified blood jade, now burned with a chilling flame that seemed to contain countless venomous malices and wisdom, staring intently at Jiang Shu behind the crystal, like a hunter finally locking onto its long-escaped prey.

The pure violence of birth was gone from those eyes; instead, there was a newfound cunning and deep-seated hatred born from the calculations of an intelligent being.

His aura was even more refined and terrifying than when he fought deep in the ancient road a few days ago.

Although the wound that pierced its ribs had not yet fully healed, the powerful Daoist aura of filth and death flowing within its body was like a sharpened poisoned blade, full of destructive power.

Clearly, in this filthy world where it was born, both the previous traumas and the tempering of battles are accelerating its evolution, bringing it closer to, or even surpassing, its former realm.

"Damn it."

Jiang Shu suddenly cursed under his breath.

For someone at his level, entering that state of sudden enlightenment would be incredibly difficult.

It can be said that if it weren't for the appearance of this ancient demon image...

The moment of enlightenment Jiang Shu had just experienced was enough to support him in forging a wider path on his future journey to becoming a Venerable!
but now……

Jiang Shu moved swiftly.

The spatial solidification force that trapped him here was incredibly powerful, far surpassing any spatial blockade he had encountered before.

The majesty of the Venerable One is like an insurmountable chasm.

He had no time to think of a solution, nor did he have time to feel sorry for the secret that was about to be obtained.

The mantis shadow soldier in front of him, which was imprisoned by spatial chains and was trembling violently due to the powerful shock to its core, was regarded by him without hesitation as the first stepping stone.

puff!
The Desolate Star Halberd suddenly exerted its power, and the spatial runes already imprinted on the halberd suddenly lit up with a dazzling silver light. The tip of the halberd precisely pierced the core node of the mantis shadow soldier that had been temporarily pinned down.

"kill!"

Jiang Shu felt a metallic taste of blood in his throat, and a roar exploded from deep within it.

His arms were bulging with muscles, and he poured all his strength, along with the energy contained in the blood essence he had just spat out, into the Desolate Star Halberd.

The law of force is like the Milky Way falling from the sky.

An endless power suddenly erupted.

boom!
The bodies of the nailed shadow soldiers were instantly used as explosives.

The immense power accumulated at its core, a mixture of impure energy and primordial creation energy, erupted uncontrollably under the violent induction of the Desolate Star Halberd and the compression of the spatial chains.

The power of this self-destruction far surpasses the full-force attack of any peak tenth-realm expert.

A shockwave of energy, mixed with dark green, crimson, and pale light, burst forth from the center of the explosion, like a star collapsing out of control.

The incredibly hard black crystal that Jiang Shu had been using as cover was the first to be hit and shattered under the violent impact.

Countless fragments shot out with a sharp whistling sound.

The mantis shadow soldier, which was used as both a "shield" and a "bomb," was completely annihilated by this double destructive force, leaving not even a trace of its original aura.

Although the force of the explosion was strong, it was insufficient to break through the spatial blockade of a Venerable level being.

However, the violent energy turbulence generated by the explosion instantly tore open a very brief and extremely unstable ripple in the solidified spatial barrier around them.

It's like a block of solid ice being suddenly scalded by a hot iron; although the ice layer doesn't break, the structure loosens momentarily.

Just as the power of spatial solidification was momentarily slowed by the energy impact, Jiang Shu's figure had already vanished from the spot.

He did not rely on his understanding of the laws of space to forcibly teleport; the space at this moment was heavily restricted, making it impossible to move.

Relying entirely on his physical explosive power, he slammed his legs into the shattered ground beneath him, propelling himself to the limit like an arrow released from a bow, and shot off diagonally towards the direction directly opposite the ancient demon image.

Its body broke through the thick, foul air, making a sharp sound like tearing fabric.

Almost the instant his figure shot out, the spot where he had been hiding was completely covered by a dark energy spear.

The broken spear, shrouded in dense, annihilating black energy, silently pierced through his afterimage and struck the spot where he had just been sitting cross-legged.

Where the spear tip touched, there was no explosive sound, but rather a pure "erasure".

The space, the ground, the pervasive foul odor...

Everything was instantly dissolved and annihilated into nothingness. (End of Chapter)