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

Jiang Shu deliberately avoided the direction of Riftstone City.

He knew very well that if he got close to Riftstone City, he might attract reinforcements, but he would also bring annihilation to the human city that had just experienced a bloody battle and whose foundation was unstable, as well as to the soldiers inside.

The wrath of the Burning Heaven Ancestor, a late-stage Demon Lord, was far beyond what the few human venerables guarding the city could easily withstand.

His target was the main base that the human alliance had established deeper in the rear.

There are not only massive defensive formations there, but also top-tier figures like the leader of the True Martial Sect and the leader of the Talisman Sect who are truly capable of contending with the Burning Heaven Ancestor.

They were still an unknown distance from the human race's main camp, but Jiang Shu's aura had already weakened to the extreme.

The wound on his back continued to worsen due to the excessive extraction of power and the omnipresent scorching pressure of the Burning Heaven Ancestor. The Geng Metal Annihilation Power was like a cold, venomous snake crawling through his bone marrow, devouring his power.

The vital energy within his body was like a riverbed about to dry up, and the light of the World Tree sapling was like a candle flickering in the wind. Hundreds of consecutive extreme short-distance spatial teleportations had taken a toll on his soul like a dull knife cutting into flesh.

Once again, he escaped from the shady side of a high mountain with its peak flattened, and Jiang Shu even experienced a brief double vision.

Deep within the rift valley beneath our feet flows a turbid, black river, its air thick with filth and impurity—a perfect natural barrier against divine detection.

Without hesitation, he plunged into the black water like a bird with broken wings. The corrosive, icy river water instantly enveloped him, and the wound on his back, upon contact with the filthy black water, sent waves of excruciating pain through him.

But there's no time to worry about that now.

They dived into the murky depths of the water, using the power of the water element and the silt beneath the riverbed to forcibly conceal their presence.

This is the only way he can think of to buy time.

"Buzz!"

Almost the instant Jiang Shu entered the water, the crimson figure of the Burning Heaven Ancestor crashed down above the rift valley like a burning meteor. The intense heat instantly vaporized a large area of ​​the river water above the rift valley into a thick white mist.

"You think you can hide from my eyes like this?!"

The tyrannical voice of the Burning Heaven Ancestor echoed like thunder throughout the canyon.

His immense divine sense, like a crimson tide, swept wildly across the entire murky black river.

The river water churned violently, and a large number of weak creatures lurking beneath the riverbed were instantly crushed and cooked by divine thought.

Jiang Shu curled up in the deepest silt of the riverbed, his internal chaotic space contracted to its limit, and the desolate Daoist charm transformed into a very thin gray film covering his entire body, making him look like a dead thing.

The World Tree sapling's faint, clear light tightly protected its core, mimicking the aura of the surrounding mud and filth.

"brush--"

The powerful divine sense swept over the location where Jiang Shu was hiding, and over the lifeless gray shadow covered by filthy black water and silt.

The raging heat seemed poised to completely evaporate the river.

Jiang Shu's soul felt as if it were being roasted in a furnace, but he remained motionless, his heartbeat almost stopping. The Desolate Dao suppressed the fluctuations of its own life force to a state of deathly stillness.

His divine sense swept over the area, carrying a hint of doubt and irritation, but it did not linger.

Become!

Jiang Shu felt a slight sense of relief, but dared not slacken his vigilance in the slightest.

This kind of disguise can only fool divine senses for a fleeting moment; it cannot last.

If the Burning Heaven Ancestor had just been a little more patient, he would have been able to perceive the strange life force hidden beneath the lifelessness of this muddy swamp.

Sure enough, only two breaths had passed.

"It turns out to be here!"

The roar of the Burning Heaven Ancestor rang out once again.

"Get out of here!"

Boom boom boom!
Several crimson beams of light, each as thick as a water vat, pierced the murky black river like spears of judgment, their target the section of the riverbed where Jiang Shu was hiding.

The scorching flames collided violently with the cold, murky river water, unleashing a deafening roar.

Large swaths of river water were directly evaporated into columns of vapor, the riverbed shook violently, and the turbid bottom was instantly boiled like soup by the high temperature.

A violent shockwave swept underwater, and the intense life-or-death crisis gripped Jiang Shu's heart like an iron clamp.

There was no time to think; the body's instinctive reactions were pushed to their limits.

He leaped from the mud, his body moving like a fish, and like an arrow released from a bow, he darted frantically upstream into the deeper, narrower, and more reef-strewn area of ​​the rift valley.

Behind them, a large section of the riverbed was melted by the attack of the Burning Heaven Ancestor, forming a huge scorched crater where the rocks had turned into flowing lava.

The scorching lava flow rapidly cooled and solidified in the icy river water, releasing dense steam, which ironically provided Jiang Shu with a brief veil of smoke to conceal his whereabouts once again.

But this little bit of cover was barely enough to cover the eyes of the Burning Heaven Ancestor, who could almost see through the Netherworld.

"Let's see how long you can run away."

The Burning Heaven Ancestor hovered above the steam-filled rift valley, his eyes scanning the upstream river like searchlights.

Jiang Shu's intermittent, disheveled aura was once again firmly locked onto by him.

With a flap of his wings, he transformed into a streak of light and chased after it.

This time, instead of his previous furious and relentless attacks, he became like a patient hunter, using his height and speed to continuously swoop down, using his scorching flames to block all possible escape routes for Jiang Shu, gradually pushing him towards a desperate situation.

The cliffs of the canyons on both sides were constantly being plowed open, and the earth trembled and groaned in terrifying flames.

Jiang Shu was forced to rush out of the water again and again, like a trapped beast being driven, dodging and weaving among the wrecked rocks.

Each movement only exacerbated his already weakened state, making the wounds on his back feel like they were on fire, and each surge of blood and qi brought forth tiny golden sparks.

Burning wings tore through the sky, scorching the mountain ranges below with blackened ravines.

Jiang Shu's figure flickered among the jagged rocks and withered trees, each movement creating subtle spatial ripples, though his speed was significantly slower than at his peak.

Sweat mixed with blood trickled down his forehead and soaked into the hideous wound on his back.

The annihilating power of Geng metal left behind by Jin Peng's dying counterattack was like a maggot clinging to his bones, continuously damaging his meridians and further agitating his already depleted qi and blood.

His face was as pale as paper, and each time he forcibly activated the power of space, it felt like his soul was being ripped out; double images even appeared at the edges of his vision.

The small, chaotic world within his body was operating wildly.

If it weren't for obtaining the World Tree sapling in the Star Ruins Realm...

Even his newly created little world would likely collapse completely under such relentless pursuit. "Hmm..."

Jiang Shu let out a low groan.

The World Tree sapling emitted a gentle glow, trying to calm the two contrasting and violent forces raging within it.

The scorching blood poison originating from the Burning Heaven, and the sharp annihilation left by the Golden Roc, even with the four Great Daos of Primordial Beginning, Desolation, Creation, and Devouring constantly operating, the speed of recovery was still far behind the destruction under the heavy pressure and the consumption of escape.

After an unknown amount of time, the terrain ahead suddenly flattened out, leaving only a vast, cracked, red wasteland.

A wide field of vision means there are no more complex terrains to take advantage of.

In the fiery red-gold vertical pupils of the Burning Heaven Ancestor, beyond the tyranny, a trace of cold, triumphant mockery finally flashed across his eyes.

He could clearly see the swaying of the figure in the blue robe ahead, and he could sense the sluggishness and disorder of the spatial shift.

"Jiang Shu!"

The roar of the Burning Heaven Ancestor was like thunder rolling across the wasteland, his voice filled with undisguised cruelty and pleasure.

"Your path has come to an end!"

"Both bone fragments and soul will be burned to ashes here!"

There was no probing, and no playful cat-and-mouse game.

With a sudden twitch of its wings, its massive lava body hovered briefly a thousand feet in the air. The dark red magma surging from the gaps in its scales suddenly condensed into its giant claw, which was covered in thick red scales and flowed with magma patterns!
hum!
The giant claw locked onto the tiny figure staggering forward below.

Within the palm of his claw, a single point of intensely crimson light was born out of thin air.

The red dot was not like a flame, but more like the core of a star that had been forcibly compressed to the extreme. As soon as it appeared, the space within a radius of several hundred feet twisted and collapsed inward, the light was swallowed up, leaving behind a terrifying area of ​​absolute darkness!

An aura of destruction, powerful enough to instantly reduce an ordinary demon lord to ashes, was more refined and pure than any previous attack, and it firmly anchored itself to Jiang Shu.

This is the ultimate killing blow from the Burning Heaven Ancestor, who has condensed his life's understanding of the Great Dao of Fire, and is determined to completely eradicate Jiang Shu's existence from the root with one strike!
Jiang Shu suddenly stopped, an unprecedented, deadly chill freezing his very bones.

He didn't even have time to turn around. He could only endure the excruciating pain of his soul being torn apart and channel all his remaining strength into his back. Instantly, layers upon layers of spatial folds appeared behind him, like a book of spatial barriers that had been forcibly torn open.

The radiance of the World Tree sapling transformed into a tough, emerald-green film covering its surface.

Finally, the source of the Devouring Dao within his body was squeezed to the limit, forming a slightly rotating dark gray vortex in front of him, along with the Protective Dao, to block the way.

This is his last weak barrier.

"As expected, the gap is still too big."

"The late stage of Demon Lord and the middle stage of Demon Lord are completely different realms."

"Not to mention... even among the demon race, the bloodline of the Burning Heaven Ancestor is among the most elite."

"Most importantly, I am still a newcomer to the Chaotic Realm, and my understanding of the Great Dao of Space has not yet reached the highest level. Otherwise, I would definitely have been able to escape to the human race."

Jiang Shu no longer hesitated. He was already at his limit and had no choice but to travel between the two worlds.

However, just as he was watching the crimson light in the giant claw of the Burning Heaven Ancestor, powerful enough to pierce stars and incinerate souls, about to completely solidify and unleash a burst of lightning against him, a sudden change occurred!

An aura he was extremely familiar with suddenly tore through the endless space and descended upon him.

This is……

Boom!

An indescribably enormous dark golden hand phantom materialized without warning in the highest heavens.

The knuckles of this palm shadow are as thick and prominent as mountains, and the palm lines are like ancient divine patterns that are manifested by the laws of the Great Dao, flowing with the supreme true meaning of suppressing the eight wastelands and carrying the earth's veins.

This giant hand seemed to be a projection of some kind of majestic will merging with the Three Thousand Great Daos, yet its solidity was as if it were cast from pure gold, so heavy that it caused the entire sky to tilt.

The moment the palm shadow appeared, time seemed to be suddenly gripped tightly by an invisible hand.

The destructive crimson light in the palm of the Burning Heaven Ancestor's hand was frozen for a moment by the immense pressure descending from the sky!
At the same time, another attack followed.

hum!
A large, square seal with sharp edges tore through the void and appeared beneath the dark gold giant hand.

This large seal is entirely black, forged from some unknown divine material. Its surface is covered with weathered and mottled marks, each mark radiating a heavy, earthy yellow luster like a mountain, exuding an unyielding and majestic will.

The bottom of the seal is decorated with a mysterious and complex painting, with undulating mountains and the earth's veins running like dragons, and the entire earthen tunnel flowing and regenerating within it.

Zhenwu Town Earth Seal!
As soon as this great seal appeared, it expanded to a hundred feet in diameter, carrying a mighty power capable of crushing heaven and earth. Ignoring the barriers of spatial distance, it was like a star falling from the primordial era, fiercely suppressing the Burning Heaven Ancestor who was suspended a thousand feet in the sky below.

Even before the seal arrived, its vast and boundless, overwhelming suppressive power had already spread out, causing the cracked, crimson wasteland below to silently sink dozens of feet, forming a huge bowl-shaped pit!

"Old man Taiwu!"

Ancestor Burning Heaven roared in shock and rage, his fiery red beard and hair standing on end, his massive head snapping back as he stared intently at the dark seal descending from the sky.

He was all too familiar with the supreme will and the laws of the Great Dao contained in those palm prints and seals; who else could it be but that old fellow from the True Martial Sect!
Just before the great seal was about to be placed upon him, the madness in the eyes of the Burning Heaven Ancestor suddenly surged.

Although the suppression of that dark gold giant palm was strong, its main purpose was to prevent the complete formation of his fatal blow, and the absolute suppression formed in an instant had not yet reached its peak.

Although the Earth-Suppressing Seal is powerful, its point of impact is locked onto him, and its suppression range is extremely large, not precisely covering the entire battlefield.

A close call!
The Burning Heaven Ancestor made the most resolute choice in just a moment.

Instead of immediately engaging the Earth-Suppressing Seal with all his might, he seized the fleeting moment when the giant palm blocked his path and forcefully thrust the still-uncondensed pillar of destructive light from his claw towards Jiang Shu below.

"Taiwu, you can't protect him with just a mere clone!"

A condensed, scarlet beam of light, like a red-hot drill, forcefully pierced through the momentary delay caused by the pressure of the dark gold giant palm, and also penetrated the layers of spatial folds. With the ultimate destructive power to incinerate the Great Dao, it slammed into the devouring vortex that Jiang Shu had hastily set up.

puff puff!

The spatial folds shattered like fragile shards of glass, the swirling vortex suddenly halted, began to tremble, and was then forcibly torn apart by the crimson beam of light.

The beam of light, still powerful and carrying a scorching heat that could freeze one's soul, crashed violently into the emerald membrane formed by the World Tree's radiance.

Jiang Shu was violently shaken. He abandoned the idea of ​​traveling between the two worlds and chose to endure the blow head-on.

Blood gushed out again.

The protective World Tree's radiance fluctuated violently, its light visibly dimming. The clothes on his back instantly turned to ashes, revealing the charred wounds underneath, with scorching marks even deeper into the bones.

The immense impact slammed him violently into the deep, sunken crater in the wasteland, like a meteorite crashing down. (End of Chapter)