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

This powerful aura swept across the entire cave, causing even the guardian Huangya to be deeply moved, his old eyes shining with excitement.

Become!

It really did!

Demon Lord.

In a short period of time, he witnessed Jinjiao rise from the early stage of Demon Lord to the level of Demon Venerable!

Such speed, such talent, no wonder he has the bloodline of the Ancestral Dragon!
It should be understood that the barrier between a Demon Lord and a Demon Venerable cannot be broken through by simply pouring in the power of the Great Dao.

One needs to have a basic understanding and comprehension of the Great Dao of Space.

Perhaps this is the magic of the Ancestral Dragon bloodline.

Huang Ya was excited, but the pupils of the Burning Heaven Ancestor, who was sitting in the center of the stone platform, suddenly shrank, and his gaze toward Jiang Shu became unfriendly again.

wrong!

too fast!
The infusion of the All-Spirit Source Energy has only just begun, and the total amount is even less than he expected.

The power accumulated in the center of the formation was not completely absorbed by Jinjiao to stabilize his realm and solidify his foundation as expected. Instead, it was swallowed up by a bottomless pit and disappeared without a trace.

Within the stone platform formation, the patterns that originally radiated endless light dimmed at a speed visible to the naked eye.

The entire Flesh Furnace node, which had been surging and full of energy when it was first activated, as if it contained the life force of an entire world, had now become somewhat withered.

Burning Heaven's golden gaze was fixed on Jiang Shu, looking at the dazzling, majestic, and heavy dragon scales on his body, and the magnificent dragon horn on his forehead that pointed straight to the sky and was wrapped with chaotic lightning patterns. All of this demonstrated the power and perfection of the Demon Lord.

But it was precisely this unwavering and impeccably stable "perfection" that caused the doubts in Fentian's heart to grow wildly like poisonous vines.

It went so well.

It's like a pond that should have been full of water, but was suddenly emptied of most of it, and not a single bubble appeared on the surface.

In his confused state of mind, fragments about humanity, Jiang Taixuan, and the conspiracy surged wildly.

A faint, extremely subtle divine thought, concealed by his instincts, once again emerged, like a venomous snake emerging from its hole, viciously and precisely piercing Jiang Shu's bloodline.

He wanted to see if what lay deep within this bloodline was the origin of the dragon soul, or something else entirely!
Just as this wisp of divine thought was about to touch Jiang Shu's bloodline and the inner world hidden within his essence blood, Jiang Shu also realized the actions of the Burning Heaven Ancestor, and the vast and majestic dragon might on his body suddenly subsided.

The solid dragon scales covering his entire body disappeared beneath his skin like the receding tide, leaving only a flowing dark gold luster on the surface of his skin, making him appear even more restrained and profound.

The majestic dragon horns on his forehead had shrunk and returned to their original size, but the nobility and power that originated from the depths of his bloodline were deeply imprinted in his temperament.

hum!
Two beams of golden light, condensed and substantial, seemingly capable of piercing through the long river of time, shot out from his pupils, piercing through the dim space of the cave and creating two straight paths of light.

The golden light vanished in an instant, leaving only a pair of deep, vertical pupils, like two ancient golden lakes, calmly gazing at Burning Heaven on the high platform.

Those dragon eyes were sharp and focused, filled with the power of a newly promoted Venerable, but there was not a trace of panic, guilt, or abnormal fluctuation.

"I am deeply grateful for the Ancestor's grace in giving me a second chance at life!"

The sound was not loud, but it carried a heavy echo, as if it contained the power of rules.

He bowed slightly and performed an ancient salute to Fentian, a gesture of respect from the dragon race towards their elders, his posture impeccable.

The wisp of divine thought that Fen Tian extended was as if it had struck an invisible barrier. It was quietly blocked and dissolved by the spatial laws that were contained deep within those dragon eyes and reinforced by the World Tree.

He ultimately failed to truly uncover the core secret.

His molten gold pupils contracted sharply, and his deep doubts and icy killing intent almost erupted again!

There were just too many strange things about the young man in front of him. For a moment, Fentian even wanted to kill him without hesitation, but what if Golden Horn really was alright?

The Imperial Palace attaches great importance to this Golden Horn. If he is not Jiang Shu, what does it matter if he is a half-step Demon Lord?

Jiang Shu had no idea what the Burning Heaven Ancestor was thinking. He slowly stood up from the futon. The solid dragon scales covering his entire body disappeared into his skin like the receding tide, leaving only his body flowing with dark golden light. The pressure of the newly promoted demon lord was solid and did not dissipate, like the peerless sharpness of a sword sheathed in an ancient scabbard, heavy and restrained.

He solemnly bowed to the Burning Heaven Ancestor, whose aura remained chaotic and violent on the high platform.

"Thank you for your great kindness, Lord Burning Heaven Demon."

The sound was steady, carrying with it the rhythm of the spatial Dao that he had not yet fully mastered.

The beast's golden eyes, blazing with fury, stared at him. The violence and doubt within them were like an undercurrent beneath the ice, surging but unable to break through. In the end, it only squeezed out a low growl from its throat, the meaning of which was unclear.

"Ah."

The withered figure of the desolate cliff appeared almost instantly beside Jiang Shu, every deep wrinkle on his old face smoothing out, overflowing with uncontrollable joy and fervor.

"Good good!"

"Young Master Golden Horn, no, now I should respectfully address you as Demon Lord Golden Horn!"

The voice from the desolate cliff was hoarse, yet carried the resounding clang of metal striking stone.

"To have reached the Venerable Realm at such a young age, and to possess the bloodline of the Ancestral Dragon, is a sign of the great prosperity of our demon race!"

"I will certainly report this to the Imperial Palace and hold an unparalleled celebration for you, inviting all the heavens to join in the festivities! If Lord Dragon Lord finds out, he will surely..."

"senior!"

Before Huang Ya could finish speaking, Jiang Shu suddenly interrupted him, a barely concealed urgency flashing deep within his golden vertical pupils, instantly replaced by a deliberately ignited fierce fighting spirit and aloofness.

He turned slightly to face the desolate cliff, his voice deliberately lowered, carrying an undeniable resolve:

"Could we postpone the victory celebration?"

"Senior Huangya, do you know how Jiang Taixuan has been able to repeatedly inflict heavy damage on my clan?"

Huang Ya was taken aback, his elation subsided slightly, and after thinking it over, he said, "This person is elusive and cunning, especially skilled in stealth and assassination. He is ruthless in his methods, yet his combat strength is extremely high, making him virtually invincible among those in the same realm. Moreover, his breakthroughs are unparalleled in speed. He is a genius unlike any other."

Although they were on opposing sides, even Fen Tian couldn't say anything bad about Jiang Shu's genius.

"Exactly this!"

Jiang Shu clenched his fist, his knuckles cracking clearly. The dark golden aura around his body flowed faster, and the newly born demon lord power surged and swirled, perfectly embodying the spiritedness of the inheritor of the ancestral dragon bloodline.

"Know yourself and know your enemy, and you will never be defeated!"

"If he can spy on my people from the shadows, why can't I do the same and infiltrate the heartland of the human race?"

"Strike him when he least expects it, when he's at his most triumphant!"

He stepped forward, his gaze fixed intently on Huangya's eyes, which burned with ambition and the flames of revenge.

"The imperial palace has been laid out for me; how could I care about a little empty fame!"

"Having achieved the Demon Lord realm, and now that I possess the bloodline of the Ancestral Dragon, it is time for me to step into the Human Realm and hunt down Jiang Shu."

"Jiang Shu's head is the best congratulatory gift to the Imperial Palace!"

The old man's cloudy eyes flickered, and the excitement on his face was replaced by a trace of solemnity.

Without the Demon Lord appearing, even ordinary Demon Lords would be unable to capture him, given Jiang Taixuan's abilities.

Those who reached the later stages of the Demon Lord realm were already well-known to the human race. To infiltrate the human realm was extremely difficult.

The idea of ​​turning darkness into light and infiltrating the core of the human realm is bold, but it is also incredibly extraordinary because he possesses the bloodline of the Ancestral Dragon.

Just by looking at the previous probing by the Burning Heaven Ancestor, one can tell that even the Burning Heaven Demon Lord, who was only half a step into the Demon Lord realm, could withstand it.

No matter how strong Jiang Shu is, he is only comparable to a mid-stage Demon Lord.

Although Jinjiao has just become a Demon Lord, his strength at this time should already be no weaker than Jiang Shu's at that time.

If successful, the rewards will be immense!
Jiang Taixuan had previously used this method to severely damage the demon race. If Golden Horn could emulate it and achieve results, it would definitely be a shot in the arm for the demon race.

Especially this Golden Horned Demon Lord, with such potential, if he stays in the Demon Realm to receive glory as usual, once he leaves the protection of the Falling Star Abyss Formation, his target will be too obvious and he will be easily discovered by the human race.

"The idea is good, but infiltrating human territory is far too dangerous!"

Huang Ya frowned deeply, his worry seemingly genuine.

"Dangerous?"

Jiang Shu's lips curled into a proud smile characteristic of the dragon race, radiating an air of domineering confidence.

"Senior Huangya, have you perhaps forgotten my bloodline?"

"I will be able to stabilize my Demon Lord realm in two days, and even ordinary human Dao Venerables will find it difficult to see through."

"Besides, I have my own ways of protecting myself."

He paused, looking at the desolate cliff.

"If you are really worried, could you please give me some personal items so that I can be more confident in delivering the generous gift I have prepared for the human race to Jiang Taixuan?"

Looking at the new Dragon Lord before him, who exuded murderous intent and boiling fighting spirit, Huangya felt that the domineering aura of the Ancestral Dragon bloodline and the resolute revenge plan made his thought of "protecting the hope of the future" prevail.

Perhaps... this really is the best path for Golden Horn.

What the Imperial Palace needs to intimidate the human race is not the celebratory drums and gongs, but a thunderbolt from a peerless demon lord from the demon race, detonated in the heart of the human race!
If this gift were to actually come to fruition, it would be enough to shake the world!
It could even provoke a counterattack from the demon race.

Even at its worst, it still attracted the attention of many human Dao Venerables.

This gave the imperial palace more time to be laid out.

Now is the crucial moment for the grand formation.

If the Myriad Spirits Forging Venerable Array can be further improved, it may even come infinitely close to the legendary immortal array.

As for the danger to Golden Horn, I can simply give him more treasures to protect him.

With clear thinking, I no longer hesitated on the desolate cliff.

"it is good!"

"With such lofty ambitions from the Golden Horned Demon Lord, how could I not support him?"

With a wave of his withered hand, several points of light of different colors and profound aura flew towards Jiang Shu.

"This is the core condensed projection of the Star Coffin, which has a great connection with the core of the Abyss. In life-or-death situations, it can draw upon a trace of the array's power to protect the primordial spirit and physical body, and at critical moments, it can ensure that the soul is not destroyed!"

"This is a Blood Talisman forging with the essence of Kunpeng's blood. It contains a trace of spatial origin and can travel 100,000 miles in an instant. Even if trapped in spatial confinement, it has a very high chance of tearing open a gap!"

As he spoke, Huangya first glanced at the somewhat unfriendly-looking Ancestor Fentian and chuckled twice, then pointed to one of the phoenix feathers with flowing crimson-gold flame patterns and continued,
"This item is a Nirvana Feather refined from the body of the Phoenix Clan. It contains the pure essence of Phoenix Fire. As long as it remains burning, it can draw upon the power of Nirvana and rebirth to nourish the body and suppress injuries. Although it is not a true Nirvana and rebirth, its healing and life-saving effects are extraordinary!"

For no other reason than that it was something belonging to the Phoenix Clan, and the Phoenix Clan's ancestor was watching from the side, and his mind wasn't quite right. It was normal for Huangya to feel uneasy.

After all, the Burning Heaven Demon Lord at this time was already at the half-step Demon Lord realm.

In terms of artistic level, he is much better than him.

After carefully handing these precious items to Jiang Shu, Huang Ya took a step closer, lowered his voice, and revealed an unprecedented hint of ruthlessness and doubt in his cloudy old eyes.

"Golden Horned Demon Lord, on this journey you must be especially careful of the Kunpeng clan, in addition to the human race."

"I always felt that the Kunpeng clan was too quiet during this trial."

“Especially Xuan Ling, his application of the Dao of Space is so skillful that it is unlike that of the younger generation.”

"I have a feeling that something is hidden beneath the surface of the water, but I haven't been able to see it clearly."

Jiang Shu understood in his heart, but on the surface he nodded solemnly and put those life-saving items into his sleeve.

"Senior Huangya, rest assured, I have my own plans for dealing with the Kunpeng clan."

"Golden Horn has taken note of this vigilance."

Huang Ya patted Jiang Shu's shoulder forcefully and said, "Be careful in everything!"

"When you return victorious, I will personally petition the Emperor for your reward!"

"You will definitely live up to your destiny!"

Jiang Shu returned a look of powerful promise.

He stopped looking at the Burning Heaven Ancestor on the high platform, whose aura was still chaotic and whose eyes were unpredictable. He took a few steps back and suddenly tore the air in front of him with both hands!
scoff!

His movements were concise and powerful. With a casual wave of his hand, a dark rift several feet wide, resembling the gaping maw of a ferocious beast, instantly appeared before him.

The aura of spatial turbulence roared out from it, making his dark golden sideburns fly wildly.

Without the slightest hesitation, Jiang Shu lifted his foot to step into the crevice and use the momentum to escape.

However, just as half of his body was about to sink into the spatial rift,

"Jiang! Shu!!"

A soul-shattering roar erupted, like billions of volcanoes erupting in an instant.

The terrifying sound wave, carrying boiling killing intent, melting hatred, and a mad will to shatter everything, transformed into a tangible wave of sonic blood that slammed into Jiang Shu!

On the high platform, the figure of the Burning Heaven Ancestor became completely blurred.

The white robes fluttered wildly, revealing the skin covered in scarlet scales beneath.

The golden pupils now ignited into two solid suns, their scorching flames shooting out several feet.

He stared intently at the figure before the closing spatial rift, catching a glimpse of almost imperceptible desolation and creative power within the space, and finally recognized Jiang Shu's true identity.

All the previous speculations, doubts, and questions have been confirmed at this moment!

The Demon Lord, who transcends the Great Dao of Space, has already mastered the rules of time.

No matter how much time has passed, he can still remember very clearly the various methods Jiang Shu used to escape from his grasp back then.

Although, at this moment, he was only at the half-step Demon Lord realm! (End of Chapter)