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

The several high-ranking demons standing in the shadows of the hall didn't dare to breathe loudly; the invisible pressure made their demon bones creak.

"waste!"

The Dragon Lord's voice was like a deep hissing sound from the friction of ice that had been rubbing together for millions of years. Every word carried a fury that could freeze one's soul and a substantial spiritual impact, directly striking the Burning Heaven Ancestor below.

"Fen Tian, ​​you've cultivated for ten thousand years to reach the late stage of Demon Venerable, yet you can't even subdue a mere newly promoted Dao Venerable. He's escaped from your grasp time and time again, and you've even damaged the core of the great formation!"

"waste!"

The Dragon Lord's voice was terrifyingly low, each word like a meteorite covered in ice shards crashing down.

"And those four good-for-nothings, four demon lords couldn't even stop a kid who's just entered the Chaos Cave."

"And Qianliujian, you personally went there and actually let the human race kill generals and destroy formations in the heart of my demon race."

"Taiwu Daozun, that's just an avatar... why should you fear him!"

The dragon's claws, covered in dark gold scales, slowly rose from the armrest of the throne, beneath which black jade dust slid down.

"Ten thousand years of cultivation, and you've become a joke?"

The Dragon Lord was so angry that he trembled, and his words were trembling.

He has lived a very long time and seen many things, and has long since developed the composure to remain calm even when Mount Tai collapses before him.

However, the things that the Four Fiends and the Burning Heaven Ancestor did were simply too outrageous. Every action of the Burning Heaven Ancestor demonstrated his stupidity. The Dragon Lord couldn't help but want to kill the Burning Heaven Ancestor directly.

The Burning Heaven Ancestor, standing below the steps, let out a muffled groan.

On the shoulder blade of the crimson scales, a deep, square indentation revealing the bone was slowly oozing viscous, golden-red magma.

That was the wound left from enduring the True Martial Earth Seal. The will of the earth contained within was still eroding his flesh and blood. Every throbbing pulled at the laws of his body, causing his lava-like eyes to twitch in pain.

The burning growl that was churning in his throat was forcibly suppressed, and he only said in a deep voice, his back taut:

“It was my dereliction of duty, but Jiang Taixuan possesses the divine technique of spatial folding, and is protected by several supreme laws of the Primordial Beginning, the Wasteland, and the Creation. In the end, that True Martial Seal was too vicious, forcibly locking away seventy percent of my demonic power…”

The more the Burning Heaven Ancestor spoke, the lower his voice became.

He never imagined that a mere newly promoted Dao Venerable would possess so many abilities.

It's not that he lacks ability.

Any Dao Venerable at the mid-stage of the Chaos Realm would have been reduced to ashes by him long ago.

In truth, Jiang Shu has completely exceeded everyone's expectations!
"enough!"

The dragon's roar carried a tangible sonic impact, causing the palace pillars to vibrate.

The viscous black mist surrounding the throne instantly boiled, condensing into several ferocious phantom dragons that coiled and roared.

"dereliction of duty?!"

"The spiritual foundations of two entire array cores have been shaken, and the Four Fiends of the Trapped Array even died at your hands!"

"You think you can just brush this off with a simple 'this child possesses divine powers'?"

You can hear a needle drop in the hall.

The demon lords standing in the shadows almost stopped their demonic energy from flowing, fearing that their souls would be crushed by the accumulated dragon's might.

High above, the Phoenix Lord's cold voice pierced through the solidified oppressive aura.

“Fen Tian was incompetent, but the blame does not lie entirely with him.”

Seated on the secondary seat carved from red crystal phoenix bone, a wisp of pale white flame flickered incessantly at his fingertips, reflecting in his calm golden eyes.

"What is truly alarming is the speed at which that human boy achieved enlightenment."

"Daojun arrived in the Chaos Realm in less than three years. In the Battle of the Sand Sea Formation Eye, he broke through the blockade of the Four Fiends of the Trapped Formation with his cultivation at the initial stage of the Chaos Realm. He was even able to suppress and kill the Earth Louse. Such combat power was far beyond what we had when we were young."

"You might as well think about what it would be like if we met him at the same level."

"He is destined to grow to our level."

"The opportunities he has encountered may be greater than we imagine."

The Kunpeng Demon Lord, who had been silent all along, was hidden in a distorted indigo vortex, only his deep and distant voice could be heard, like the echo of the deepest abyss.

"Does the Phoenix Venerable mean that Jiang Shu possesses a secret that transcends the 'breaking through realm' itself?"

"Or perhaps the opportunity itself is related to the Dao Lord?"

"Only this can explain why he was able to advance so many realms in such a short time. His cultivation time must not have been that short."

"good."

Phoenix Lord suddenly crushed the fire at his fingertips, turning it into starlight that dissipated.

"I've always suspected he has some secrets, otherwise how could he master so many supreme Daos at the same time and still maintain such a fast cultivation speed?"

"Now that we know he has become a force to be reckoned with, suppressing him with conventional methods is a poor strategy. We must either unleash the full power of the Imperial Palace to kill him with overwhelming force, gambling that the other Dao Venerables of the human race will arrive a step too late to provide assistance, or..."

He raised his eyelids, his crimson pupils sweeping across the entire room.

"Let's try igniting the core of the Myriad Spirits Forging Venerable ahead of time."

"Ignite the core?!"

In the corner, an ancient tortoise covered in dark green moss growled, its decaying shell trembling.

"The formation is not yet complete. In fact, Jiang Shu has caused cracks in several of the formation's cores, damaging many of the channels that absorb spiritual energy."

"Forcibly activating the formation at this time would only provide very limited improvement."

"You should know that, according to our plan, the Myriad Spirits Forging Venerable Array will continuously draw upon the fortune of the demon race. Not to mention the Demon Venerable, in the future, it may even give birth to an existence no less than the Demon Lord."

"Activating the great formation now would be putting the cart before the horse."

These words caused a buzzing of divine thoughts from the Demon Lord.

Forcibly activating the incomplete Myriad Spirits Immortal Forging Array is too risky.

Although the current Myriad Spirits Forging Array can forge Demon Lords.

It could even elevate the realm of some demon lords.

However, it will also forcibly drain the spiritual veins of the demon realm, causing a great decline.

The silent opposition within the hall surged like an undercurrent.

The inky black vortex in the Dragon Lord's eyes paused for a moment, and even the pressure pressing down on Burning Heaven eased slightly.

He opened his mouth as if to say something, but he also knew that as long as he spoke, there would be a bias. This risky move, risking the entire clan, had a price that was far beyond the bottom line.

In the dead silence, a sigh-like fluctuation suddenly emanated from the indigo space where the Kunpeng Demon Lord was located.

“What Phoenix Lord said is indeed the only best strategy that can eliminate that variable.”

A flash of eerie light appeared deep within the vortex, and the Kunpeng Demon Lord continued speaking.

“Insufficient array source is indeed a problem, but an unstable Dao foundation after entering the array is even more fatal.” “Ordinary demon lord's source is not even qualified to be used as firewood. A body that is strong enough and can be compatible with the resentment and poison of all the spirits in the array must be fused into the furnace first to barely fill the ‘spiritual gap’ before it can be tried.”

All the divine thoughts present in the hall instantly converged into one place, like an invisible blade, striking the Burning Heaven Ancestor, whose shoulder blade was bleeding below the steps.

Fen Tian's body erupted with molten crimson scales, and he abruptly looked up, staring intently at the indigo vortex.

"Kunpeng! What do you mean?!"

His wound burst open, and golden-red demon blood dripped onto the black rocks on the ground, making a hissing, burning sound.

Although his status was not as high as that of a supreme being like the Kunpeng Demon Lord, he was still a powerful being second only to them, so he naturally understood what it meant to become this test subject at this time.

Kunpeng's voice remained steady and resonant, as if stating a simple fact.

"Among all the Venerable Ones present, only you, Burning Heaven, have the most solid foundation. The Burning World Demon Flame you cultivate is of the same origin as the filthy blood and malevolent energy extracted by the Myriad Spirits Forging Immortal Array, and has the best compatibility."

"By sacrificing yourself and merging into that nascent destiny, you can advance further in a very short time."

"If this succeeds, we will naturally find a way to lure Jiang Taixuan out so that you can kill him with your own hands and wash away your shame."

"By then, unless the Supreme Daoist Taiwu arrives in person, he will definitely not be your match."

Knowing that the Kunpeng Demon Lord wanted to use him as a test subject, the Burning Heaven Ancestor no longer cared about saving face and directly asked, "What if it fails?"

The Kunpeng Demon Lord wasn't angry. His eyes, which seemed to be as bright as the sun, were fixed on him, and his voice was calm.

"If you fail, even if your essence is reduced to ashes, it will still pave the way for the Imperial Palace, so it won't be a waste."

Before he finished speaking, a dark red ring of fire exploded around the Burning Heaven Ancestor.

"You want me to be the sacrifice?!"

He was so enraged that he didn't even care that the wound on his shoulder blade had reopened.

"Kunpeng, you are determined to destroy my path!"

"Destroy your path?"

The Phoenix Venerable, high above, suddenly spoke, his voice as cold as the deepest abyss of ice.
"This is your chance to break through and reach the top. Don't be ungrateful."

Golden flames flickered in her eyes, piercing straight into the depths of Burning Heaven's gaze.

"Or is it that you no longer have the courage to face Jiang Shu, and only wish to bear this scar of the Earth-Suppressing Seal, to be a stray dog ​​in front of the human race for all eternity?"

Although Feng Zun and Burning Heaven Ancestor are both from the Phoenix Clan, Burning Heaven usually relies on the protection of an unspeakable ancestor and is very disrespectful to him, the clan leader. This is a good opportunity to get rid of him.

The four words "a stray dog" were like poisoned thorns, piercing deeply into the boiling soul of the Burning Heaven Ancestor.

In an instant, Jiang Shu's back was flashed as he was sent flying by the Earth-Suppressing Seal, and the spatial ripples that disappeared in the desolate desert flashed before his eyes!

The humiliation of being toyed with and escaped by a junior for a thousand years, the helplessness of being blocked in three battles, and the anger of being scorned as a sacrifice by one's own people...

Lava-like blood slammed into his head!
The Burning Heaven's twin pupils completely transformed into burning blood holes, and a dull, furnace-like roar emanated from within its body. The ground beneath its feet began to melt into a scalding pool of magma.

The temperature inside the hall suddenly soared, and all the demon lords retreated several feet.

However, just before this destructive energy was about to erupt out of control, the Dragon Lord's deep dragon roar covered the entire area, like a torrent of ancient ice, instantly freezing the rampaging demonic power of Burning Heaven.

"enough!"

The Dragon Lord looked down at Fen Tian, ​​who was breathing slightly below the steps, his tone calm but carrying an unyielding will.

"Fen Tian, ​​stay behind; the rest of you, retreat and prepare for battle."

Several obscure divine thoughts hesitated for a moment, but ultimately dared not defy the dragon's might.

Phoenix Venerable glanced silently at Fen Tian's distorted face, and the Crimson Crystal Bone Seat dissipated into streams of light and disappeared.

The indigo vortex of Kunpeng slowly faded away, leaving only an almost inaudible whisper.

"Do not jeopardize the imperial palace's eternal foundation."

The hall fell into complete silence, with only the sound of blood dripping from Burning Heaven's wounds and scorching the ground.

The Dragon Lord's enormous form seemed to melt into the viscous darkness, with only two unfathomable points of eerie light locking onto Burning Heaven.

"The opportunity has been given to you."

"If you want to avenge your defeat, then risk your life for the fortune of the Myriad Spirits Forging Array."

"Moreover, once the formation is activated, resources from the demon race will flow in continuously. If you can hold on, you might even be able to advance further."

The dragon's might suddenly tightened as if iron chains were binding him.
"Now that only the two of us are left on the field, I will tell you the truth. With Jiang Shu's talent, and your deep-seated hatred for him, do you think that if you don't kill him, what level will he reach in ten or a hundred years?"

Upon hearing this, the scales on the body of the Burning Heaven Ancestor trembled violently.

He clenched his teeth so tightly that hot white smoke billowed from between them.

The spatial ripples from the desolate sands as Shu Xuan fled, the cold "stray dog" of the Phoenix Venerable, the supreme master Taiwu's seal that suppressed all the heavens and myriad paths... countless images frantically impacted his burning sea of ​​consciousness.

Thinking of Jiang Shu, who advanced from the Dao Lord realm to the Dao Venerable realm where he could fight him several times.

Of the remaining demon lords, how many would risk their lives against Jiang Shu now?

If we really wait until Jiang Shu grows up again...

Finally, a broken, beast-like roar escaped his throat.

"...I'll refine it!"

Deep within the core of the imperial palace.

This is the ultimate darkness where even light is completely swallowed up.

The enormous circular cavity was tens of thousands of feet high, and its rock walls were woven from billions of dark red blood vessels, pulsating and twisting energy veins, like the meridians of a living thing, greedily sucking up the mixed spiritual torrents transmitted from various array points.

In the very center of the void, hangs a chaotic ball of light that cannot be captured by sight; its "existence" can only be perceived.

This is the core of the destiny of this boundless continent.

Ancestor Burning Heaven stood on a black suspension bridge extending from the edge of the void.

Beneath their feet was a boiling, surging sea of ​​blood, extracted from the essence of countless living beings, with black soul shadows formed from raging resentment shrieking and rising and falling in the blood waves.

He looked up at the chaotic light source, his eyes filled with molten lava, and the earth-suppressing mark on his shoulder blade oozed golden-red demonic blood again under the surrounding destructive spiritual pressure.

"Go."

The Dragon Lord's will crashed into my sea of ​​consciousness like an invisible giant hand, leaving me with no way out!
Burning Heaven let out a roar as loud as tearing silk, and its enormous demonic body leaped into the deathly darkness.

In an instant, he transformed into a raging, world-burning demonic flame core, like a crimson meteor falling into a black hole, crashing violently into the enormous chaotic ball of light!
Boom! ! !
An indescribable dull thud exploded directly at the level of the soul, and the entire core of the imperial palace seemed to collapse inward for a moment, tearing apart the viscous darkness with spiderweb-like pale cracks.

The instant the Heavenly Demon Flame came into contact with the Chaos Light Ball, there was no earth-shattering explosion, only a terrifying melting state.

His demonic Dao principles, powerful enough to incinerate galaxies, were swallowed up inch by inch by the chaotic halo, like wax dripping into boiling water!
"Ahhh!!"

A piercing scream pierced the Earth's core, and the will to burn the heavens was instantly engulfed by endless chaotic fragments.

Countless fragments of death, mingled with the chaotic and violent spiritual energy of heaven and earth, pierced and reshaped his soul and demonic body like billions of red-hot steel needles! (End of Chapter)