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

"Given Lu Chong's abilities, he should have given some feedback long ago, or at the very least sent a message back, but there has been no news at all."

After returning from the ancient demonic sect ruins and advancing to the Myriad Manifestations Realm, Lu Chong's former strength has been continuously erupting.

In addition, the numerous opportunities he encountered during the great war and the various battles with the demon race allowed him to quickly become familiar with the realm of the Myriad Manifestations. Although his strength did not improve by leaps and bounds, it was still a visible improvement.

In some respects, Lu Chong's current strength is even greater than that of some elders who advanced to the Myriad Manifestations Realm much earlier.

Therefore, the other elders in the tent had grim expressions.

In just a few days, the highly toxic miasma in the Chaotic Swamp suddenly intensified, and the elite scout team that ventured deep into the swamp was completely wiped out, their deaths shrouded in mystery.

The demons of Qianliujian were excessively clever in their resistance, as if they knew the direction of the human attacks in advance and were always able to accurately intercept the weak points of the human attacks.

The eerie power that erodes one's spiritual essence and suppresses one's inner strength in the core area of ​​the desolate desert is growing stronger.

These three places, like three tough barbs, are stuck at the joints of the human race's advance, not only tying down a large number of elite troops, but also like three wounds that are constantly bleeding.

"A demon trap."

The Sect Leader's voice was calm, and a vast aura emanated from him.

"The sudden contraction of power by the most powerful race of the demon race a few days ago could not be a sign of retreat; they must have a backup plan."

"These three places might not be the pinholes we suspect, but rather a perilous place that devours the flesh and blood of our human race's powerful warriors!"

"We can't delay any longer; we must send strong experts to rescue the three of them as soon as possible."

Before the words were finished, a sharp, piercing sound suddenly came from outside the tent!
A blood-stained crimson talisman, like a dying bird, crashed through the defensive barriers of the tent, its light dimming as it fell onto the table in front of the sect leader. It rolled a few times before finally falling silent.

That's the highest-level talisman that the core disciples of the True Martial Sect only use when facing life-or-death situations!

The sect leader's pupils suddenly contracted, and a powerful and majestic aura uncontrollably spread out, causing the furnishings inside the tent to clatter.

He suddenly grabbed the blood-stained talisman, and a faint aura of Lu Chong's original essence emanated from it, carrying a sense of determination and madness.

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The core of the desolate desert.

The yellow sand was stained with large patches of glaring dark red, and the congealed bloodstains emitted a strong, fishy smell.

The air was scorching and distorted, and the eerie Daoist aura contained within it acted like heavy shackles, firmly suppressing the three people trapped in their desperate situation.

A corpse lay diagonally on the edge of a sand dune, its head gone, leaving only a gruesome bloody hole.

This outstanding prodigy of the Dao Yi Sect, a mid-stage Dao Lord, had his ancient sword, its spiritual light dimmed and covered in cracks, lying beside the corpse.

His lifeless, headless body was not yet completely cooled; the wounds still harbored residual sharp demonic power that eroded the remaining Daoist energy within him.

Elder Liu Qingyan of the Danfu Sect, who had entered the Myriad Manifestations Realm, knelt on one side, her face as pale as paper, one arm hanging limply, clearly broken by a tremendous force.

Her Taoist robe was torn, revealing that the silk armor underneath was also dull and covered with charred marks.

Scattered before her were numerous fragments of broken jade talismans, with only a few remaining protective talismans, shimmering with a dim spiritual light, slowly swirling in front of her, forming a precarious final barrier.

Blood kept spilling from the corner of her mouth, and every breath she took aggravated the severe damage to her internal organs. Her beautiful eyes were filled with nothing but a deathly grayness of shock and anger.

At the heart of the matter is Lu Chong, the newly appointed elder of the Zhenwu Sect.

His True Martial Daoist robe was already tattered, revealing his strong and muscular body wrapped in vital energy. It was covered with crisscrossing claw marks, the deepest of which was almost bone-deep, slashing diagonally from his shoulder to his chest and abdomen. If it weren't for the powerful body-forging secret technique of the True Martial Sect, this blow would have been enough to tear him to pieces.

He held tightly in his hand a powerful artifact that he had obtained through his immense military achievements.

There was an ancient bronze spear called Zhenyue, but at this moment the spear was pitted and the spiritual energy was dim, and a small part of the spearhead was broken off.

Blood gushed from the wounds on his mouth and body, dripping onto the scalding yellow sand with a hissing sound.

His aura fluctuated violently. The early stage of Dao Lord realm was already vulnerable when facing top experts, and now he was like a candle flickering in the wind, barely managing to maintain his strength.

He felt a sharp pain in his heart. Elder Wan Jianming, a sword cultivator in the mid-stage of Dao Lord, had his desperate attack of self-destructing Dao soldiers to buy time interrupted and killed by the opponent!

The gap is so large it's despairing.

What caused all of this was the enormous, mountain-like figure on the opposite side of the sand dunes.

It is not humanoid, but retains its most primitive and ferocious form.

It was a giant tiger with white fur and black stripes!

It is entirely white, except for its strong and powerful limbs and the center of its forehead, where there is a deep, ink-like "王" (king) character pattern. The stripes gleam with a chilling luster under the scorching light.

Its enormous head was larger than an ordinary millstone, and its fangs were like scimitars, exuding a suffocatingly ferocious aura.

His dark golden vertical pupils were devoid of any emotion, containing only a pure killing intent and a cold, cruel ruthlessness akin to a cat toying with a mouse.

This is a white tiger that has already stepped into the realm of a demon lord with one foot.

He looked at his dying prey, but did not attack immediately. Instead, he strolled around gracefully, his huge tiger paws treading on the sand silently, every hair seemingly containing a chilling power.

That heavy, tyrannical, and terrifying pressure, filled with savage and malevolent energy, was like a tangible tide, washing over and crushing Lu Chong and Liu Qingyan's minds and bodies wave after wave.

This is the insurmountable chasm between the Dao Lord Realm and the Demon Venerable Realm!
And it, although it was only a half-step demon lord.

Yet they could also easily slaughter these Dao Lords and toy with them like ants!
"Roar……"

A deep, rumbling roar, like muffled thunder, rolled from the depths of its throat. It wasn't loud, but it sent shockwaves through Lu Chong and Liu Qingyan, making their blood surge as if they had been struck by an invisible hammer.

Liu Qingyan let out a muffled groan, and the light screen of the protective talisman swayed violently, dimming even further.

Lu Chong's eyes were filled with deep-seated hatred and madness.

He followed the orders of the sect leader and brought two elders from Dao Yi Sect and Dan Fu Sect. They did not encounter much obstacle in the first two dangerous places and even obtained a lot of information. However, he did not expect to encounter a trap in this desolate desert!
He abruptly raised his hand and fiercely wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, his face instantly flushed with a sickly redness.

The Dao Embryo within his body, cultivated for many years, began to vibrate wildly, and the primordial spirit essence in his dantian and sea of ​​qi boiled and burned recklessly like dry tinder that had been ignited!

"go!"

Lu Chong let out a tearing roar, and at the same time slammed a magic artifact shaped like a small golden bell onto Liu Qingyan's back.

This was a spatial teleportation treasure prepared for him by the True Martial Sect. Originally intended for three people, he did not hesitate to pour all its energy into just one person, just to ensure that Liu Qingyan could be sent away in an instant.

At the same time, with his other hand, he fiercely planted the shattered Zhenyue Spear beside him, activating the last sealed True Martial Battle Soul's protective aura within the spear, forming a temporary defensive barrier in an attempt to block the terrifying White Tiger's interference with Liu Qingyan. "Burn my true blood, incinerate my Dao embryo, let my soul guide the way, all evil shall retreat!"

Lu Chong's voice became hoarse and shrill, as if every word was spurting out hot blood.

His Daoist aura exploded outwards like a blast, the essence within his flesh and blood burned wildly, and his body resembled a lit torch, radiating destructive energy.

The Dao Embryo within his body emitted a humming sound, unable to bear the burden, and cracks instantly spread across the core that embodied his life's cultivation.

He ignited his own Dao Fire, not seeking mutual destruction, but only hoping that the burst of fire in that moment of mutual destruction could shake the terrifying White Tiger Demon Lord by a hair, and buy his companions a tiny chance of survival.

A hint of extremely human mockery and impatience flashed in the White Tiger Demon Lord's dark golden vertical pupils, as if watching an ant raise a grain of sand to provoke a giant dragon.

It didn't even bother to roar; it simply raised one of its front paws casually.

The enormous, mountain-like claws, with five sharp, metallic-gleaming nails extending from their furry paw pads, made a casual, sweeping motion towards Lu Chong.

There is no outward manifestation of radiance without any energy.

But the instant it raised its paw, Lu Chong and Liu Qingyan felt the surrounding space freeze as if a stone had been thrown into an ice surface!

Space itself transformed into amber, heavier and harder than ten-thousand-year-old black iron.

The air was no longer flowing, time seemed to have stopped running, and even the light had a sluggish, viscous feel.

Lu Chong's wildly rising, about-to-explode self-destructing primordial spirit was as if it were being tightly gripped by an invisible giant hand.

The raging flames were forcibly suppressed back into the boiling oil, unable to erupt outwards. The backlash from the flames further squeezed his body until it crumbled inch by inch, causing excruciating pain far exceeding the agony of self-destruction.

His burning speed was forcibly slowed down infinitely. He was completely frozen in that solidified space, unable to move, and even his thoughts became extremely difficult to process.

This is the true suppression of the Dao Domain.

A single thought is the law; space itself is imprisoned!

The space at the tip of the White Tiger Demon Lord's seemingly slowly descending tiger claw silently cracked open with five pitch-black fissures, like shattered glass.

These five spatial rifts were extremely sharp, carrying a terrifying aura capable of annihilating all matter and spirit. Like five invisible dimensional blades, they pierced Lu Chong's head and chest with unparalleled precision. Their speed was not fast, but they carried an absolute will to kill. In this solidified space, they were like the scythe of death, impossible to avoid.

Lu Chong's eyes widened, reflecting the ever-growing claws and cracks, filled with despair.

He finally understood how Elder Wan had been beheaded.

In this frozen space, even self-destruction becomes a luxury; one can only watch helplessly as one is cut to pieces.

Liu Qingyan was also firmly imprisoned within the defensive barrier, her body creaking under the pressure of the solidified space. She watched Lu Chong struggle in his desperate situation, watched the slowly approaching claws of death, and tried to scream but couldn't utter a sound. Her eyes were filled with endless fear and tears of despair.

Death arrives, silent yet all too clear.

Just as the tips of those five spatial rifts were less than three feet away from Lu Chong's brow,
Changes occur suddenly.

Without warning, the seemingly unshakeable solidified space trembled for an extremely brief moment.

It was like the wind blowing across a lake, creating an extremely slight ripple.

Immediately afterwards, the five terrifying spatial rifts that had steadily cut down vanished silently, like ice and snow exposed to the sun.

There was no explosive sound of energy colliding, no roar of space tearing apart.

It's like erasing pencil marks with an eraser—clean, crisp, and without leaving any trace.

That divine attack, powerful enough to annihilate a Dao Lord, simply vanished into thin air.

Moreover, the White Tiger Demon Lord's raised forepaws also showed a very brief pause in their movement.

The protective demonic aura flowing across its massive body seemed to ripple slightly with the spatial ripples.

The whole process was faster than any normal perception could imagine, like a hallucination.

But it is this brief pause, which is ten thousand times shorter than a blink of an eye.

Lu Chong's burning primordial spirit, which had been suppressed to the extreme and was about to explode within his body, was like a prisoner who had been trapped and suddenly freed from countless shackles.

boom!
The destructive energy that had accumulated to a critical point could no longer be restrained.

Lu Chong erupted like a collapsed iron furnace.

The crimson destructive shockwave generated by burning essence blood and Dao embryo no longer rushed towards the White Tiger Demon Lord, but suddenly swept out uncontrollably in all directions as the restraint suddenly disappeared.

Boom!

The sand dunes were instantly leveled, and terrifying crimson shockwaves, mixed with shattered rocks and gravel, scorching blood, and sand particles carried by the self-destruction energy, sprayed indiscriminately in all directions like billions of cannonballs.

Smoke and dust mixed with the turbulent flow of elemental energy shot into the sky, forming a violently churning crimson mushroom cloud.

Uncontrolled forces are terrifying; they do not distinguish between friend and foe.

Liu Qingyan, who was closest to the victim, was the first to be affected.

The various Great Daos she had comprehended were already teetering on the brink of collapse due to the previous battles and the oppressive power of the White Tiger Demon Lord. How could they withstand Lu Chong's out-of-control close-range impact?
The protective treasure in front of her shattered instantly, but just as the shockwave that was powerful enough to kill her was about to arrive, an invisible barrier appeared in front of her, blocking all the shockwaves.

Lu Chong's despairing gaze, which had been filled with despair after igniting the Dao Flame, suddenly changed, replaced by wild joy.

Because he had ignited his own Dao fire, his mind was exceptionally clear, and he saw someone secretly helping him.

Are people from our sect here?!

The White Tiger Demon Lord's dark golden vertical pupils suddenly contracted to pinpoints. Although the five dimensional rifts that annihilated everything could not be considered a great technique, this claw strike was formed by the fusion of his powerful blood and qi and his understanding of the Great Dao of Space.

But it disappeared right before my eyes, and I didn't even know who had done it.

A bone-chilling cold, even more intense than the frozen ice at the deepest part of the desolate desert, instantly surged up its massive back.

That was definitely not the method of Lu Chong or Liu Qingyan, nor was it a hallucination before death.

Someone appeared beside me without my noticing!

"Who?!" (End of Chapter)