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

It left behind a huge, bottomless void with dark, flowing light at its edges, emanating a cold, deathly stillness that seemed capable of sucking everything in its path.

It was as if that space itself had been completely erased.

A difference of a hair's breadth can mean the difference between life and death.

The forced outburst aggravated the hidden pain deep within Jiang Shu's Dao Foundation that had not yet healed, making his internal organs feel as if they had been squeezed tightly.

But he dared not pause for a moment. When he landed, he rolled over to dissipate the impact. He then swept the Desolate Star Halberd horizontally, slicing two low-level Shadow Soldiers who were dizzy and disoriented from the shockwave of the explosion and rushed forward without knowing their own mortality in half. Black blood and internal organs were splattered all over the ground.

Jiang Shu's movements were fluid and graceful; every tiny evasion was like dancing on the edge of a knife, all for the sake of seizing that fleeting opportunity.

The ancient demon's enormous foot stomped down on the spot where Jiang Shu had not yet regained his footing after rolling over.

The inky black mud ground, like mud struck by a giant hammer, suddenly sank several feet.

A terrifying shockwave, carrying foul energy and highly toxic dark red crystal dust, spread outwards like a tsunami.

The hard rocky surface is cracked inch by inch, with fissures spreading like a spider web.

Jiang Shu dared not withstand this pure, immense shockwave.

The moment his foot landed, he slammed his palm into the ground, his body darting out diagonally along the ground like a fish, while holding the Desolate Star Halberd behind him as a barrier.

The visible shockwave slammed into the halberd.

A deafening, tooth-grinding metallic boom exploded.

The Desolate Star Halberd trembled violently, and the immense force transmitted from the halberd was like a mountain collapsing, causing Jiang Shu to instantly lose feeling in both arms, his tiger's mouth to split open, and blood flowing down his wrists.

His body was thrown out of control, like a catapult projectile, and crashed heavily into a small mountain of rubble made up of huge skulls.

Jiang Shu coughed up another mouthful of blood, feeling as if his back had shattered several thick bones, and his internal organs seemed to have shifted.

The immense pain caused his vision to blur.

If the Desolate Star Halberd hadn't just been reforged and strengthened by the Saint's incarnation, greatly increasing its hardness and load-bearing capacity, this strike would have been enough to shatter ordinary star weapons, and cripple his arms as well.

This is just the aftershock of the impact.

"quack……"

A low, eerie laugh, like the sound of metal scraping, came from the direction of the ancient demon image.

Those crimson demonic eyes, burning with a chilling wisdom, coldly stared at Jiang Shu struggling in the ruins. The broken spear pointed diagonally, and the lingering aura of annihilation on it, like a venomous snake's tongue, locked onto him firmly.

A terrifying pressure spread once more, and the spatial stagnation that had just been disrupted by the explosion re-coalesced, like an iron hoop that was constantly tightening.

Jiang Shu gasped for breath, forcing down the metallic taste rising in his throat, his knuckles turning white from gripping the Desolate Star Halberd so tightly.

The opponent possessed an overwhelming advantage in cultivation level, could freely invoke spatial laws to suppress him, and possessed boundless power.

Its only weakness might be that its nascent wisdom is still immature and carries the immaturity of habitual thinking, as well as the arrogance that comes from its absolute confidence in its own power.

In the face of absolute violence, any skill seems so fragile.

The Desolate Star Halberd can temporarily block the aftershocks of an attack, but it can never withstand a direct stab from a broken spear.

A head-on confrontation will only lead to certain death!
The only chance of survival may lie in that time difference and the ultimate utilization of this turbulent environment.

He took a deep breath of the air, which was filled with the strong smell of blood and stench, and suppressed his churning blood. The Law of Power and the remaining fragments of the Heart of Space resonated with each other within his body.

Facing the looming shadow of death, as heavy as a mountain, Jiang Shu slowly stood up, the tip of his halberd pointing diagonally at the ground, assuming an ancient and simple battle stance.

He wanted to use offense as defense, to tear a crack in the desperate situation!
The air was as solid as lead and mercury, and invisible spatial barriers pressed down layer upon layer, making each breath incredibly difficult.

Jiang Shu's palm, gripping the Desolate Star Halberd, was already soaked with blood and sweat, and the gaping wound on his hand burned with pain under the heavy pressure.

The pressure from the Venerable level was almost tangible. Every step the ancient demonic image took felt like it was stepping on his heart, making his already sluggish meridians, which were severely injured, even more painful.

The broken spear pointed diagonally, not attacking immediately, but the annihilating black light swirling around its tip flickered uncertainly, like a sword hanging overhead.

Jiang Shu knew that the other party was enjoying his struggle, like a wild beast toying with its prey.

Every breath could be a signal for a thunderous strike.

can not wait!
Passive defense will only lead to being slowly worn down and killed!

A sharp glint flashed in Jiang Shu's eyes.

call out!
The Desolate Star Halberd tore through the viscous air, bursting forth with a single point of condensed silver light.

It wasn't the wide-range spatial slash that Jiang Shu had been using before. Instead, he compressed all the spatial Daoist energy into the tip of his halberd, turning it into a point of cold star, and stabbed towards the inside of the elbow joint of the ancient demon image's massive arm.

This is based on the visual patterns observed during previous raids.

Regardless of the type of attack, it will always habitually slash or block with the most perfect trajectory.

This thrust is not intended to injure the enemy, but only to disrupt the most crucial moment in their power-generating rhythm!
puff!
The condensed spatial sharpness pierced precisely, but the scene that Jiang Shu had expected—piercing through the defense—did not appear. It only left a barely perceptible white mark on the bronze armor covered with ancient runes, without even a spark.

The physical body of a Venerable has reached a completely new level.

The force of the shockwave traveled back along the halberd like lightning, causing Jiang Shu's arm to tremble violently and half of his body to become instantly paralyzed.

The physical strength of that image far exceeded expectations; the enormous power difference rendered any techniques targeting its weaknesses utterly ineffective.

"Roar!"

The ancient demonic image continued its low growl, the broken spear no longer hovering, but silently swept towards Jiang Shu's waist with a dark trajectory, so fast that it only left a blur in the broken space.

There was nowhere to retreat, nowhere to avoid.

Jiang Shu gritted his teeth and, in a flash, suddenly pulled the Desolate Star Halberd backward. Using his right foot as a pivot, he used the enormous recoil force to spin and tilt backward.

At the same time, the law of condensed force suddenly dissipated.

Oh!

The dark spearhead narrowly grazed his chest, tearing his already tattered armor to shreds like paper. The chilling aura of death instantly seeped into his skin, turning the flesh ashen and causing him to lose consciousness.

A terrifying gust of wind threw him into the air.

Jiang Shuqiang took a deep breath and, using the force of being swept away, forcibly twisted his body in mid-air. The moment he landed, he kicked off with both feet, rolling like a cunning rabbit into a crack in a huge, fossilized wreckage to his side and rear.

boom!
The ground he had just left was pierced by a second spear shadow that followed closely behind. The condensed annihilation power instantly melted the rocks into scorching magma pits. Jiang Shu coughed violently, a piercing pain and numbness shooting through the area of ​​his chest corroded by death energy.

He glanced down at the wound; it wasn't bleeding, but it had a strange, grayish-black decay, like a necrotic tree, its life force rapidly draining away.

The image of the ancient demon strode forward, each step causing the ground to dent several feet.

It seemed to have completely seen through Jiang Shu's intention to buy time with speed and small-scale maneuvering. It clenched its left fist and slammed it down hard in mid-air towards the huge spinal remnant where Jiang Shu was hiding!

The violent force caused the space to collapse, and an overwhelming, invisible pressure instantly sealed off the entire area, even forcibly sucking out the air.

Jiang Shu felt as if he were in the deep sea, ten thousand meters below the surface, his body about to be crushed by mercury composed of pure power surging in from all directions.

Even before the fist arrived, the terrifying pressure made his vision go black, and blood began to seep from his seven orifices.

can not wait!
Jiang Shu's eyes were bloodshot. He knew this was a truly deadly blow, and any further hesitation would mean certain death.

"die!"

A hoarse roar, suppressed to the extreme, seemed to burst forth from the depths of the soul!

Deep within the silent foundation of his Dao lies the source of his almost forgotten suffering.

A faint flame of qi and blood suddenly burst forth from every pore of Jiang Shu's body.

The silver flames leaped, devoid of heat, yet carrying a tragic and resolute intensity, a willingness to burn themselves out and live on in the face of death.

The surrounding crimson mist and pervasive death aura, as if encountering their nemesis, emitted a constant burning sound and quickly retreated and evaporated.

Jiang Shu reignited his vital energy, gaining immense power in return.

Only someone with Jiang Shu's powerful physical body and Dao heart could ignite the Dao Fire and the Blood Fire in such a short time. Anyone else would have died from the intense backlash long ago.

The fragments of the Heart of Space groaned under the weight of the silver flames, yet they also unleashed an unprecedented power to control space, pushing the Law of Force to a violent peak.

Jiang Shu's aura suddenly surged. Although he still couldn't cross that huge gap in realms, he instantly broke free from the shackles of that terrifying fist pressure.

The Desolate Star Halberd in his hand erupted with a fierce roar that pierced the sky. The halberd body merged with the silver flames extending from Jiang Shu's arm, transforming into a silver sky-rending mark burning with the essence of life, fiercely meeting the enormous fist that crashed down like a world-destroying meteor.

There was no booming sound of impact, only an extremely piercing, distorted sound, as if countless layers of solid space were being forcibly torn apart and countless chaotic laws were being temporarily severed.

The moment the silver halberd light collided violently with the invisible fist pressure formed by the solidified space, the world seemed to fall into absolute silence.

In the next instant, a devastating shockwave, like the most violent tsunami, surged and spread outwards in a visible manner.

The surrounding inky black silt, massive rock fragments, and solid black stone pillars, swept by this shockwave, began to crumble and disappear as if struck by an apocalyptic storm.

The massive vertebral remains shattered and exploded in the shockwave, each bone turning to dust in the struggle between the silver flames and the annihilation of space.

Jiang Shu slammed one knee into the dark, muddy ground, the Desolate Star Halberd pressing firmly against the earth, carving a deep furrow several feet deep. The blood churning in his throat carried the sweet, metallic taste of his internal organs.

The pain of the burning blood and qi was sharp as if a thousand needles were piercing the marrow, but what was even more piercing was the sense of the approaching bronze demonic figure, as imposing as a mountain.

The annihilating black light from the tip of the broken spear in its hand had locked onto his throat, the icy touch of death solidifying into reality.

escape!
This thought cleaved through the chaos like lightning.

The chasm between the tenth realm and the Venerable One is by no means something that can be overcome by burning one's vital energy.

The difference in cultivation level between the two was too great. If Jiang Shu did not escape, he would only die at the hands of this image.

As for the plan to lure Zhan Feng and the others here, it has to be put on hold for now. I must first save my own life before I can safely send Zhan Feng and the others out.

He twisted the halberd handle sharply, channeling the remaining silver flames into the spatial node beneath his feet, preparing to desperately tear open a gap and escape into the secondary turbulence.

"Brother Jiang, hold on! I'm coming!"

boom!
The ruins on the left suddenly exploded, and a fiery figure wrapped in a tattered cloak charged out. Zhan Feng, half-covered in blood, wielded a cracked bronze giant axe. He transformed into a roaring crimson-gold comet and crashed head-on into the massive left knee of the ancient demon image.

Almost simultaneously, another silvery, cold light tore through the murky mist, and Zhan Yun's figure appeared like a ghost from behind the pile of bones. His Starry Short Blade trailed a cold star path as it pierced straight into the old wound on Xiang Yin's ribs that had been severely injured before.

Behind her, Yu Sha gritted her teeth and threw out an ice spear that contained all the chilling power of her life, its trajectory cunningly blocking the retreating space of the image.

"Don't fight desperately, come to my side immediately!"

Jiang Shu didn't expect that Zhan Feng would arrive at this time.

His roar overwhelmed the wind and thunder; he saw clearly Zhan Feng's axe strike.

The source of combustion contained within it was all too familiar. Zhan Feng had clearly exhausted everything and was prepared to fight the image to the death.

"Stay away from the annihilation zone around it."

With a loud shout from Jiang Shu, the Desolate Star Halberd forcibly deflected its trajectory, its blade drawing blinding sparks at the spatial node.

But it was too late; Zhanfeng's giant axe, with a resolute determination to perish together, slammed down on the bronze heavy armor.

clang!
The shockwaves sounded like ten thousand bells ringing in unison.

The cracked bronze axe blade shattered instantly, and fragments rained down in all directions.

Zhan Feng was struck as if by a star. His entire single arm twisted into a bizarre angle, the breastplate on his chest shattered, and his body flew backward like a cannonball, the blood spurting out in mid-air forming a dazzling crimson rainbow.

Almost simultaneously, the ancient demon's image burst open from the wound on its waist and ribs, releasing thick, foul blood. Dark energy surged back, instantly eroding the short blade that the battle cloud had pierced.

She groaned, her silver armor on her left shoulder instantly corroded and caved in, and she was swept away by the immense force, crashing into the collapsed pile of bones behind her.

Yu Sha's ice spear struck the edge of the spreading annihilation black domain and melted away silently.

The ancient demon image lowered its head, its scarlet eyes locking onto Zhan Feng, who was unable to move on the ground. It casually raised the broken spear and pointed it at Zhan Feng's head as if crushing an ant.

At this critical moment, a strange tremor suddenly pierced through the entire chaotic basin, as if the space itself resonated.

The source of the sound was the small Void Yuan Seal in Jiang Shu's hand, which had now been fully activated by the remaining Qi and Blood Fire in his palm.

It floated up, its radiance restrained, yet it instantly anchored itself to the coordinates of this world, as clear as a beacon fire lit in the darkness.

The image froze abruptly, its crimson pupils contracted sharply, and it stared intently at the small seal. For the first time, the deadly threat emanating from the will of the world overwhelmed its bloodlust.

It emitted a sharp, piercing whistle, the broken spear abandoning its battle aura, carrying a torrent of black light, and stabbed towards Xiao Yin and Jiang Shu as if piercing through space. (End of Chapter)