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

Ao Hai stepped aside to lead the way, his movements fluid and natural.

The interior of the fortress was not as magnificent as one might imagine.

The massive and sturdy passage was constructed from solid blocks of dark star ore, preventing any divine sense from observing it.

Hanging on the wall are bone lamps emitting a faint light. Each flame on the lamp is generated by heaven and earth, and each one has the power to incinerate an ordinary transformed demon.

But here, they can be seen everywhere.

Occasionally, powerful individuals from other races would pass by in a hurry, their aura fierce and their eyes cold. When they saw Ao Hai, they would nod slightly in acknowledgment, but when they saw Jiang Shu's "unfamiliar" face, they would remember his appearance deeply.

Those who can come here are all prodigies from various powerful clans.

Entering the Fallen Star Abyss is like receiving a great opportunity.

Perhaps in the future, they can all be promoted to Demon Lord, or even surpass Demon Lord.

Naturally, we need to pay more attention.

"The gathering at Falling Star Abyss this time is of extremely high caliber."

“Phoenix, Kunpeng, Zhenhou, every ancient lineage has core members coming here.”

"The will of the imperial palace rests on its shoulders, and no tribe dares to be negligent."

Ao Hai walked and introduced the place, his tone carrying a hint of solemnity.

"This time, we will select the seeds that are truly qualified to undergo the Star Abyss baptism in the core area of ​​the Abyss. Once successful, they may even surpass Jiang Taixuan of the human race in terms of talent and potential."

Even the proud dragon warriors couldn't hide the solemnity in their voices when this name was mentioned.

Jiang Taixuan's name weighed heavily on their hearts like a boulder.

Even the mighty Dragon Clan must now acknowledge Jiang Shu's formidable reputation.

Jiang Shu nodded silently, but his mind was racing with thoughts.

This Star Abyss Baptism should be the core method for concentrating resources on cultivation.

The core area of ​​the formation is probably located in that so-called "baptismal ground".

Leaving the fortress passageway area, after crossing a steel trestle bridge suspended above a huge canyon, the view suddenly opens up to a relatively flat, huge platform, which is the Meteorite Platform.

The Meteorite Platform is located in a mysterious space.

From the outside, it's just a small area.

However, as long as one has some understanding of the Great Dao of Space, one can see through the various spatial turbulences that the diameter of this platform is actually several thousand miles wide.

Compared to the endless sea, the islands in the Chaotic Demon Sea are much larger.

The rocks beneath our feet had a strange, vitrified luster and were incredibly solid.

At the edge of the platform, you can even see the outline of low mountains formed by the core material left behind by the massive impact.

Further away lies a bottomless abyss with a strong sense of spatial distortion, like the gaze of a cosmic black hole.

The chaotic energy floating in the air became more concentrated, forming a low, mournful sound.

On the platform, several distinct forces stand side by side.

The most dazzling of all is the Phoenix Clan.

More than ten figures, regardless of gender, were all clad in feathered robes that shimmered with rosy light.

Their aura was scorching and arrogant, like the core of a flame. The leader was a young man with phoenix eyes, red hair flowing down his shoulders, and a handsome face that was almost otherworldly. However, his eyes were too sharp, like two burning flaming divine swords, scorching anyone who dared to look him in the eye.

The intense heat emanating from him was significantly greater than that of his clansmen, indicating that he was already at the peak of the late-stage Demon Lord realm.

They are the darlings of the sky, the masters of flames; their innate sense of superiority has almost transformed into a tangible halo.

The atmosphere in the adjacent area was completely different.

The Kunpeng clan consists of only a handful of people, most of whom wear long robes as dark as mercury, their figures like mist, as if they could blend into the surrounding space at any moment.

The leader was a silver-haired boy with a youthful face, but his eyes were as cold and indifferent as an ancient, icy pool. His aura was faint, yet it carried a mysterious and dangerous quality, as if the space itself were folding.

The Kunpeng clan's talents lie in space and devouring. Their bloodline is rare yet powerful. They act mysteriously and discreetly, but no one dares to underestimate them.

Their presence is subtle, yet they are like shadows in the abyss, omnipresent.

Further away, there were burly men from the True Roar Clan, their muscles bulging like metal and stone, their demonic energy forming solid black tiger stripes, exuding a wild and explosive power. They were growling at each other, carrying a primal aggression.

There were also several groups of demons with distinct auras. Some had bizarre shapes, like an aggregate of lava and rock; others were ethereal and unpredictable, like clouds or smoke.

Representatives of various ancient lineages were also present, each with an even more obscure and difficult-to-understand aura, shrouded in a hazy gray mist, obscuring their specific forms.

Under Ao Hai's guidance, more than ten young men and women from the dragon clan stood in an open space.

Most of them are tall and upright, with surging blood and qi like the roar of a dragon. Their dragon horns are sharp and rugged, and they are either jet black, dark gold, or blue-green, symbolizing different branches of bloodline.

Jiang Shu, disguised as Golden Horn, blended in perfectly, neither ostentatious nor overly understated.

Almost the instant the dragons had taken their positions, a wave of divine thought carrying a clear sense of provocation, like an invisible ice spike, instantly pointed towards the dragon camp, with particular focus on Jiang Shu.

"Ha, when did even the dragons start to be so slow and inefficient?"

"He's only at the early stage of Demon Lord, yet he's comprehended a few Great Daos, and he's already got quite the airs."

The voice was not loud, but it resounded clearly in the minds of all the demons.

The source was a phoenix woman with a similarly scorching aura and a long, narrow face, standing next to the red-haired youth from the Phoenix Clan.

The air froze instantly upon hearing this.

Ao Hai frowned, and his dragon breath suddenly intensified, like a volcano poised to erupt.

Several more fiery-tempered dragon youths beside them flashed golden light in their eyes, their dragon might instantly surging as they pressed forward in direct confrontation.

"Feng Xiao, watch your mouth!"

"We have come to Falling Star Abyss for a great cause for our demon race, not for a contest between races!"

Ao Hai's voice was like muffled thunder rolling across the Starfall Platform, carrying the pure pressure of the dragon race.

Among the demon race, there are countless races related to the dragon race.

Many races have dragon blood.

Therefore, many powerful members of the Phoenix Clan do not regard the Dragon Clan as important.

They believed that if the dragon race continued down this path, it would only diminish its own bloodline.

The woman named Feng Xiao raised her slender eyebrows indifferently, her fiery eyes filled with naked contempt.

"A major event for the demon race?"

"Ao Hai, put away your bluffing act. This time, the Imperial Palace is only looking at strength and potential!"

"Your dragon clan has been so badly defeated by Jiang Taixuan recently that you can't even lift your heads. Several important dragon nests have been destroyed. How dare you put on airs here?" Her words were vicious and ruthless, specifically targeting the dragon clan's sore spots.

Recently, the Dragon Clan has indeed suffered heavy losses on the battlefield against the Human Clan. In particular, news of Dragon Clan strongholds being directly destroyed by powerful individuals has cast a shadow over the entire Dragon Clan.

Ao Hai and the dragons around him instantly turned extremely ugly, their anger almost manifesting as a torrent of dragon flames.

To have one's shortcomings exposed to one's face is an utter disgrace!
"Feng Xiao, how dare you!"

The red-haired phoenix youth finally spoke, his brows furrowed slightly, seemingly finding Feng Xiao's verbal sparring somewhat beneath his dignity, yet still displaying a degree of estrangement from the dragon race.

"We are both demons, and with a great enemy at hand, let's not dwell on these minor squabbles."

These words, seemingly meant to mediate, are actually devoid of sincerity and subtly reveal a phoenix's condescending gaze from above.

"Hey, I think the Phoenix Clan is right."

A burly, mountain-like black man from the True Roar Clan crossed his arms and chuckled strangely, clearly stirring up trouble and making no attempt to hide his dissatisfaction with the Phoenix and his desire to watch the spectacle.

On the Kunpeng Clan's side, the silver-haired youth still kept his eyes down, seemingly detached from the matter, but the space surrounding him slightly distorted, like a cold mirror.

Seeing that the Dragon Clan's anger was about to explode, the tense atmosphere on the Starfall Platform grew even stronger.

Just then, a voice came from within the dragon camp.

"My dragon clan only had a few insignificant strongholds destroyed. How can that compare to the Phoenix clan's late-stage demon lord level expert's two failed attempts to kill Jiang Taixuan?"

The atmosphere in the room froze instantly upon hearing this.

When it comes to Jiang Taixuan, the matter of the Burning Heaven Ancestor can truly be described as a fatal blow.

However, as one of the most powerful demon lords under the Phoenix Demon Lord, the Burning Heaven Ancestor valued his reputation too much.

Therefore, no one in the demon race dares to say such a thing. Even if the Demon Lord wanted to say it, he would have to think twice.

I never expected that it would be brought up at this time.

Upon hearing this, the phoenix maiden flew into a rage and glared at the young man with the golden horns on his head, shouting, "How dare you!"

Jiang Shu chuckled and immediately retorted, "What? Only your Phoenix Clan is allowed to speak, but my Dragon Clan isn't allowed to refute?"

Among the most powerful races, the dragons are the leaders. Unlike the conservative phoenixes, they are keen on expanding their territory. So it is normal for the humans to take over a few of their strongholds. The phoenixes only used this as an excuse to make trouble. Who would have thought that the dragons would actually use their ultimate move?

"Ao Hai, keep a close eye on your men!"

The red-haired youth narrowed his eyes, and a dozen or so chains behind him hummed, staining a large part of the sky red. Flames burned in his eyes as he looked at Jiang Shu, who had spoken, as if he wanted to burn his soul.

Ao Hai chuckled and pretended not to hear.

Putting aside the fact that what Jiang Shu said was exactly what he wanted to say, the Dragon Clan is known for protecting its own, and Jin Jiao's background is not simple either. His ancestor can also be traced back to a powerful demon lord in the late stage.

He is even stronger than the Burning Heaven Ancestor.

"Deserves to be killed!"

"enough."

A calm yet indescribably authoritative voice suddenly rang out. It did not deliberately raise its volume, but it instantly suppressed the surging anger of the Phoenix Clan, and also brought the taunts of the Kunpeng Clan and the jeers of the Zhenhou Clan to an abrupt halt.

The sound is coming from the central area.

Before anyone knew it, a tall, thin old man had already appeared there.

He wore a plain gray linen robe without any patterns, his hair and beard were all white, and his face was like dry tree bark, etched with the vicissitudes of time.

His eyes were small and cloudy, as if covered with a layer of dust, and his body showed no signs of powerful demonic energy fluctuations.

However, when he stood there, everyone's eyes were involuntarily drawn to him, as if he were the center of this land of fallen stars, and the incredibly solid vitrified rocks beneath his feet seemed to tilt towards him.

His cloudy eyes swept across the entire scene: dragons, phoenixes, Kunpengs, Zhenhou...

All the young prodigies felt an invisible and heavy pressure under his calm gaze, as if they were facing a sleeping behemoth.

"I am the desolate wilderness."

The old man spoke, his voice calm and even, as if stating a fact.

"By order of the Imperial Palace, I will preside over this year's Star Abyss Body Tempering."

“You are all outstanding individuals from various ethnic groups, bearing the heavy responsibility of resisting the enemy in the future.”

"Jiang Taixuan is ruthless and his methods are vicious. You must all be united in your hatred of him."

"Past disagreements are temporarily set aside within this abyss; after selection, they will be dealt with accordingly."

The old man's words were plain and unremarkable, without any grand principles or threats, yet they carried an unquestionable will, as if he were stating the ironclad laws governing the universe.

A profound and ancient aura, belonging to the top predators and originating from the primordial era, slowly spread out. Although it was restrained, it made all the highly perceptive geniuses feel their souls tremble slightly.

Late-stage Demon Lord!

It might even be a terrifying existence that is infinitely close to the peak of the Demon Lord!
Jiang Shu, standing in the dragon clan's ranks, suddenly felt a tightness in his chest.

The old man appeared without warning, as if he had grown out of the earth itself. Although he had concealed most of his aura, the pressure emanating from his soul was like a towering mountain thrown into Jiang Shu's heart.

The pressure from this old demon was more than ten times greater than that from Xuanming back then.

These are definitely top-tier figures from the Demon Realm, and they are actually personally overseeing the body tempering here.
Was it to ensure absolute safety, or was there a far more terrifying arrangement deep within the Fallen Star Abyss than he imagined?

Jiang Shu's heart sank.

He knew that the demon race might be setting up an ambush here, but he didn't expect that he would see a late-stage peak demon lord in less than an hour after he transformed into his human form. What level were those old monsters hiding deep inside?
We must never act rashly; we must be extremely cautious.

The old man's gaze seemed to linger on Jiang Shu's Golden Horn form for a moment, as if intentionally or unintentionally. Jiang Shu felt as if he had been scanned from the inside out by an invisible force.

Fortunately, his Dragon Transformation Technique was supported by the Great Dao Source, and his soul essence was also disguised layer by layer, seamlessly merging with the real dragon captive. Even if this old demon was strong, with Jiang Shu deliberately restraining himself and not using his core power, he could not see through this disguise originating from the Great Dao Source in a short time.

Furthermore, the old man was only issuing a warning at this point and did not actually check the place thoroughly.

They escaped a disaster, though.

But that fleeting glance still sent a chill down Jiang Shu's spine.

This old monster's spiritual senses are terrifying.

Under the absolute pressure of the desolate cliff and a brief admonition, the commotion on the meteorite platform was completely quelled.

Even the proud phoenix suppressed all its emotions and looked at the old man with a solemn expression.

In the face of true power, all thoughts must be restrained.

No matter how angry the Phoenix Clan was, they could only suppress it for the time being. The Phoenix Maiden clenched her fists tightly, staring sharply at Jiang Shu, who had a calm expression, her killing intent hidden within.

Huang Ya's gaze swept across the entire scene, his murky eyes seemingly able to see through the secrets of every young prodigy.

"You are all seeds, but the number of places is limited. In the core of Star Abyss, the Land of Spirit Guiding, there are only thirty seats." (End of this chapter)