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

Shattered Star Domain.

Several powerful auras resided in the void at different edges.

The endless demonic aura seemed to blot out the sky and the sun.

One of the demonic energies was filled with blazing firelight, and faintly, even the resounding cry of a phoenix could be heard.

"I never expected that our newly promoted Golden Horned Demon Lord could fight Jiang Shu to this extent."

"The bloodline of the Ancestral Dragon does indeed possess some great power."

Amidst the demonic aura, a mid-stage demon lord, clad in a crimson battle robe and exuding a frenzied aura, suddenly stepped forward.

He is the Phoenix Abyss Demon Lord of the Phoenix Clan.

Upon hearing the battle report, they rushed over immediately.

On either side of him, amidst the demonic aura, two demon lords of different forms stepped forward.

One of them was a fierce-looking demon lord of the True Hou clan with bulging muscles.

The other is a Kunpeng clan demon lord with a lithe figure and faint phantom wings fluttering behind him.

"That old bastard Fentian even said that Golden Horn was Jiang Shu in disguise. Today's battle can shut him up for good."

"He's just a half-step demon lord who's lost all his foundation, and he actually thinks he's a real demon lord?"

The Kunpeng Clan Demon Lord snorted coldly.

For some time now, the Golden Horn has not yet appeared in the world.

The rumors that Jinjiao is Jiang Shu are growing stronger, and indeed some demon lords, and even some demon venerables, are beginning to lean towards the speculation that he is the Burning Heaven Demon Lord.

But after today, all of this will come to an end.

"What a pity, the humans arrived too quickly. If it were just Jiang Shu alone, we could have easily captured him alive by simply entering the battlefield."

The demon lord of the Kunpeng clan shook his head. With his keenest senses, he naturally sensed three terrifying auras standing in confrontation on the other side of the space.

This is also why they didn't immediately step onto the field.

Above that void, three figures appeared, each dressed differently but all exuding a deep and heavy aura, with a faint, clear light flowing around them.

The leader, dressed in a green robe, had a solemn expression. His sword aura was drawn but not released, as if a sword was hidden in its sheath. He was also a veteran mid-stage Dao Venerable expert, and his aura was definitely no weaker than that of the Phoenix Abyss Demon Venerable.

The middle-aged man beside him had a gentle and refined aura, as if he were one with the surrounding world.

An elderly man holding a whisk and wearing a Taoist robe embroidered with star patterns followed closely behind.

"Golden Horned Demon Lord, the so-called Ancestral Dragon Bloodline, now seems to be inferior to the Supreme Profound Daoist Lord."

Xuanming Daozun spoke coldly, his voice not loud, but clearly carried across the edge of the battlefield, his gaze like a blade as he swept towards Fengyuan Demon Lord opposite him.

News of Golden Horn had already spread throughout the human race, and as Dao Venerables, they naturally recognized Golden Horn immediately.

In response to Xuanming Daozun's words, Fengyuan Demon Lord stepped forward, flames rising around him, colliding with Xuanming Daozun's invisible sword energy in the air with a piercing sizzling sound.

"The Golden Horned Demon Lord has only been promoted for a short time, and has not even been to the Imperial Palace yet. His foundation has not been accumulated to its deepest level, but even so, he still made your Tai Xuan Dao Venerable bleed profusely. I think your Tai Xuan Dao Venerable is nothing special."

"Could all those so-called achievements be just self-promotion?"

Feng Yuan's voice was full of provocation, and the two sides' auras converged, forming a huge net.

On one hand, there is another level of fighting between the two sides.

On the one hand, it also locks down Jiang Shu and Jin Jiao's various directions, making it convenient to enter the battle at any time.

"And what about foundation? How many years has Golden Horn cultivated? How many years has Tai Xuan Dao Zun only been around?"

Xuanming Daozun clearly knew how to use words to sow discord.

The lifespan of demons has always been long; Golden Horn has already cultivated for a thousand years.

Jiang Shu, this Supreme Daoist Master of the Great Mystery, has only been around for a few years since his birth.

Although Tianji Daozun and Xingshu Daozun stood still, they both laughed out loud when they heard this.

Two powerful groups faced off, their overwhelming divine senses clashing fiercely in this space, forming a massive encirclement. The stronger figures from both sides had received the news and were on their way.

The atmosphere in the Shattered Star Domain was extremely tense.

"Jiang Taixuan, you will die today!"

Golden Horn clenched his fists, flames burning on them, as if the cores of two stars had crashed down, and the space in his path cracked open with pitch-black fissures.

Jiang Shu's Panwu Heaven-Opening Axe, on the other hand, carried an even more condensed and boundless Great Dao. The giant axe swept out, embodying ultimate power and profound rules.

Boom!

A deafening roar erupted, a sound beyond description.

A chaotic energy storm, visible to the naked eye, swept across the area in an instant, causing pieces of space to collapse.

The void in that area completely collapsed, forming a small, temporary black hole that devoured all light and energy.

As the storm subsided, the collapsed void slowly mended itself.

In the center of the battlefield, two figures separated.

Jiang Shu leaned on his halberd, his chest and abdomen heaving violently, a trickle of blood spilling from the corner of his mouth, the pale golden blood staining a small patch of his shirt red.

His aura had slightly subsided, but his eyes were terrifyingly bright, like a peerless divine weapon drawn from its sheath and ready to draw blood.

The Golden Horn on the opposite side was in a much worse state.

His massive dragon body was almost kneeling on the crumbling rocky ground. His arms, which had just been imbued with the laws of chaotic fury, were now covered in broken dragon scales and bloody flesh. His right arm was hanging limply, clearly with the arm bone completely shattered. The wound was surrounded by a strange power that was a mixture of Jiang Shu's desolation and the laws of creation, which was preventing the dragon race from having a powerful self-healing ability.

He was breathing heavily, each breath accompanied by a slight grinding sound from his bones. His dragon scales were dull and lifeless, and the golden light on his horns had weakened.

Deep within those dragon eyes, which were filled with rage and fighting spirit, a trace of weakness and bewilderment at defeat finally flashed through them.

Lost!

In the ultimate clash of the Great Dao of Power, the Golden Horned Demon Lord was injured and defeated!
Just as Jinjiao's aura was at its weakest, a fierce and unparalleled killing intent suddenly erupted from the direction of the human camp, which had been poised to attack!
"good chance!"

"kill!"

"We cannot allow this golden horn to grow again."

Xuanming Daozun shouted loudly.

Although Jinjiao was defeated in this battle, he saw Jinjiao's potential.

It's worth noting that Golden Horn has only been famous for about a year.

The newly crowned Demon Lord has already achieved such a record against Jiang Shu.

Its potential is undeniably strong.

Once they enter the Imperial Palace, and gain access to more resources from the Imperial Palace and the demon race, they can advance even further.

With the added power of the Ancestral Dragon bloodline, they might even surpass Jiang Taixuan in the future.

Without the slightest hesitation, he pointed his fingers like a sword, and a highly refined azure sword aura tore through the sky, carrying a chilling sword intent that could annihilate everything, and pierced straight into the vital point of Jinjiao's severely injured heart meridian.

Fast, accurate and ruthless!
Every move he makes is a sure-kill technique!

"Do it!"

Tianji Daozun and Xingshu Daozun also moved at almost the same time.

A simple jade ruler appeared in Tianji Daozun's hand, drawing upon the power of the four directions of space to instantly seal off any possible escape routes for Jinjiao.

With a flick of his whisk, Xing Shu Dao Zun unleashed starlight that, like tangible steel needles, struck first and covered all of Jin Jiao's vital points, determined to render him incapable of any resistance.

The three worked together seamlessly, unleashing a series of deadly attacks, aiming to kill this peerless genius of the demon race who bore the shadow of the ancestral dragon on the spot!

"You really think we demons are unprepared?"

"Do you still believe that since Golden Horn is a dragon, my Phoenix Clan will stand idly by?"

Phoenix Abyss Demon Lord snorted coldly, clearly having been on guard all along. The Burning Heaven Demon Lord's move had already created a rift between the Dragon and Phoenix clans.

However, if he could save Golden Horn at this moment, it would allow the Dragon and Phoenix clans to temporarily return to peace.

This is why he waited for the humans to make their move before taking action himself.

The instant the cyan sword energy burst forth, his entire body transformed into a ball of divine fire and lunged forward, his speed even faster than the sword light.

"Come die!"

Feng Yuan roared, his hands forming a seal, and a flame burning with Phoenix True Flame instantly condensed in front of him, crashing fiercely into the cyan sword energy.

boom!
The Phoenix True Flame trembled violently, directly enveloping the sword light of Xuanming Daozun.

At the same time, the rising demon lord of the True Hou clan let out a roar that shattered mountains.

"Roar!"

He revealed his true half-demon form, his fangs bulging, his muscles bulging, and his two sharp claws gleaming with a dark metallic luster, like a raging ancient beast, as he pounced on the deadly starlight unleashed by Xing Shu Dao Zun.

The Kunpeng Clan Demon Lord, who had been hiding at the edge of space, also made a move.

His movements were silent yet incredibly fast.

"shift!"

He uttered a low shout and suddenly clenched his fists towards the golden horn in the center of the battlefield.

A mysterious spatial fluctuation instantly acted on Jinjiao, attempting to forcibly move him out.

Ultimately, they did not want to fight here. As long as they could rescue the Golden Horned Demon Lord, this great battle would be a victory for their demon race.

Because, although Golden Horn appears to have lost, the news of its defeat gives the demon race boundless confidence.

In this battle, all the demons could see that Golden Horn would surely defeat Jiang Shu in the future!

However, the moment the spatial power touched the Golden Horn, a sudden change occurred!

The desolation and residual power of creation left by Jiang Shu on Jin Jiao's body actually clashed violently with this Kunpeng teleportation power.

The Golden Horn, which had been weak and drooping its head, suddenly raised its head and let out a painful dragon roar. The injuries that had just been suppressed seemed to be aroused, and several blood arrows burst out from its body, interrupting its forced teleportation.

The Kunpeng Clan Demon Lord's expression changed slightly.

However, in the midst of this chaos, the True Hou Demon Lord roared forward, the Kunpeng's teleportation failed, the Phoenix Abyss Demon Lord had just blocked a fatal sword, and the Golden Horn Demon Lord was on the verge of death, his injuries compounded and he was almost completely unconscious.

A massive bone finger, covered in eerie tadpole-like runes and exuding a strong aura of decay and antiquity, appeared out of nowhere without warning.

It's said to be a bone finger.

But it was like a huge mountain, crashing down in front of the critically injured Golden Horn, just blocking the space-sealing jade ruler strike of Tianji Daozun.

Boom!
The jade ruler struck the bone fingers heavily, producing a dull, drum-like sound.

The tadpole-shaped runes on the bone finger flickered rapidly, their light swaying violently, yet there were only a few tiny cracks on the finger.

However, the power of the jade ruler that could seal off space was forcefully and violently broken through.

A somber, icy voice seemed to emanate from the deepest hell.

"A mere mid-stage Chaos Realm cultivator dares to presumptuously attack a Dragonborn?"

Amidst the spatial distortion, behind the bone finger, a powerful demon race member, whose body seemed to consist only of skeletons, suddenly stepped out.

This is the Voodoo Demon Lord of the Voodoo Swamp!
His aura was so refined that it even surpassed Feng Yuan's!

"The Voodoo Demon Lord?"

Xuanming Daozun's expression darkened. He withdrew his longsword, which had been knocked back, and stared intently at the approaching Wudu Demon Lord.

The Voodoo Demon Lord, who reigns over the Voodoo Swamp Domain, was originally nothing more than a poisonous dragon.

He then obtained a fortuitous opportunity in the path of witchcraft, transformed into a demon bone, and acquired the bloodline of the dragon race.

The last time he appeared, he was already at the late stage of Demon Lord cultivation, and even directly killed a Dao Venerable at the mid-stage of the Chaos Realm from one of the eight major sects.

His strength is nothing short of terrifying.

More importantly, it also holds an extremely high position among the dragon race.

Unexpectedly, the Dragon Clan actually sent this Demon Lord to protect Golden Horn.

Seeing this, Dao Venerable Tianji and Dao Venerable Xingshu slowed their attacks and their expressions became serious.

Clearly, they also recognized the identity of the Voodoo Demon Lord.

One enraged Phoenix Abyss Demon Lord is troublesome enough, but to add another, the Voodoo Demon Lord, who has more combat experience and uses more unpredictable methods, is even more difficult.

The scales of victory have begun to tip.

Under the protection of the Voodoo Demon Lord, the heavily injured Golden Horn struggled to get up, but coughed up a mouthful of golden blood burning with faint dragon flames. His aura was extremely weak, and his eyes were somewhat unfocused.

However, this seemingly severe injury is actually nothing to the dragon race.

Once they leave the battlefield, they will naturally recover gradually.

The Voodoo Demon Lord's gaze lingered on Golden Horn for only a moment before turning to Feng Yuan, and he said:

"Take him away!"

His voice was undeniable. He glanced again at the True Hou Demon Lord, who was covered in blood from being beaten by Xinghui, but whose ferocity remained undiminished as he bared his teeth and roared at the human camp.

"You go too!"

His withered fingers slowly pointed to the three human Dao Venerables, led by Xuanming Dao Venerable, his voice as cold as a bone-scraping steel knife.

"As for these few, I'll keep them company and see if I can knock out a few nice-looking Dao bones to collect!"

A terrifying aura suddenly surged from his body, and countless avenues appeared from his form, like waterfalls cascading down from the sky.

The corrupt road.

The road is extremely poisonous.

Cursed Avenue.

Disaster Avenue.

The Road to Destruction.

The Great Way of the Witch.

In his late-stage Demon Lord realm, every Great Dao seemed to be pushed to its limit.

It was as if touching it would plunge one into a hopeless situation of certain death.

The entire space was almost turning into a dead zone.

In the Shattered Star Domain, some tiny creatures that had originally hidden underground were completely destroyed the moment the Great Dao was unleashed.

His aura locked onto all three Dao Venerables of the human race.

In an instant, the entire battlefield fell into a stalemate once again.

None of the three Dao Venerables of the human race made a move.

But behind them, one avenue after another appeared.

"Senior, I'm leaving this to you!"

Seeing the Demon Lord of Witchcraft make his move, Feng Yuan took a step forward without any hesitation.

The Voodoo Demon Lord belongs to the Dragon Clan.

It is only right and proper for them to come and rescue Jinjiao.

Given his status as a demon lord of the Phoenix Clan, it was already enough that he could do so much for Golden Horn.

Do you expect him to risk his life? (End of Chapter)