Gaze and you will become stronger: starting from Doupo

The ancient tree was covered with thousands upon thousands of spiral fruits. These fruits were all the same size, about the size of a fist, but their colors and shapes were all very different and had their own characteristics. Some were as red as flames, some were as blue as the deep sea, some were as golden as the sun, some were as black as ink jade, some were round and smooth, some had sharp edges, some were covered with sharp thorns, and some were flowing with a faint glow.

The ancient tree's branches swayed gently, emitting a buzzing sound. Thousands of colors, varying in shade, rippled outwards from above, sometimes transforming into rushing rivers, sometimes into soaring dragons, sometimes coalescing into majestic immortal mountains, and sometimes dissipating into a sky full of stars—a myriad of wondrous phenomena unfolded. An extremely rich and invigorating aura emanated from thousands upon thousands of fruits, sprinkling down like sweet rain on every corner of the desolate battlefield. Where this aura passed, the parched earth turned green, moss sprouted on broken immortal bones, and the wounded creatures felt their injuries eased, manifesting all sorts of miraculous phenomena that drew gasps of wonder and deepened the awe in people's hearts.

Upon closer inspection, each of those spiral fruits seemed to contain countless stars within, with starlight flowing within the fruit, like a star field in itself, or perhaps nurturing some kind of law of heaven and earth, exuding a mysterious and powerful aura.

Following the appearance of the ancient tree bearing fruit, two more ancient trees slowly emerged behind it. These two trees were equally tall and majestic, fully unfurled, their branches and leaves so lush they blocked out the sun. The tree on the left had verdant leaves that shimmered with the luster of life; as its trunk swayed, countless green immortal runes drifted down from it, containing an inexhaustible power of life. The tree on the right had golden branches, its leaves seemingly cast from celestial metal, emitting a crisp sound as they swayed; golden runes danced around it, radiating an aura of eternal dominance. The two ancient trees echoed each other, forming a triangle with the fruit-bearing tree in front, their auras intertwining to create an invisible barrier that enveloped Jiang Han.

At the same time, a massive Tai Chi symbol slowly materialized beneath Jiang Han's feet. The Tai Chi symbol was distinctly black and white, with yin and yang fish circling each other, emanating a harmonious Daoist rhythm as it rotated. Unlike ordinary Tai Chi symbols, the center of this symbol was no longer a seed, but a fully bloomed immortal flower. Its petals layered upon each other, shimmering with seven-colored divine light, while a point of chaos at its heart exuded an aura of creation. Rich primordial energy and the mother energy of all things flowed within the Tai Chi symbol like two rushing rivers, condensing to their extreme, almost liquefying, radiating a heart-pounding energy fluctuation.

A large golden bowl hung above Jiang Han's head, upside down. Countless runes of faith were inscribed on its surface, constantly emanating a soft, blue-green light. Within the light, the faint silhouettes of countless beings from different worlds and eras could be seen, some kneeling, some bowing, their expressions devout, seemingly chanting something. The blue-green light originated from their worship and faith, coalescing into a vast, supreme power of belief that continuously flowed into Jiang Han's body, nourishing his divine power.

Jiang Han took a step forward, and his figure disappeared from the Imperial Pass city wall like a ghost. What was incredible was that at the moment he took the step, his body seemed to split into five completely different figures.

The first figure was engulfed in raging flames, flames no ordinary fire, but divine fire imbued with strange immortal laws. The flames constantly shifted in color, sometimes crimson like blood, sometimes pure white like snow, sometimes icy blue like ice, sometimes golden like the sun, each color radiating a different terrifying power—red flames could incinerate mountains and boil seas, white flames could freeze time and space, blue flames could corrode all things, and golden flames could purify everything. At the center of the flames, a spiral-shaped crimson fruit floated silently; it was the source of all the flames, emanating an unparalleled aura of control over the laws of fire.

The second figure was dazzling and radiant, surrounded by dense light atoms. These light atoms, like the most basic particles of heaven and earth, were constantly colliding, combining, and evolving. They followed some mysterious immortal laws, sometimes coalescing into majestic ancient divine beasts, dragons roaring through the heavens and phoenixes singing in the sky; sometimes transforming into incomparably sharp ancient immortal weapons, divine swords cleaving the air and precious bells swaying the world; sometimes constructing jade palaces, shrouded in immortal mist, with cranes singing in unison—various wondrous phenomena unfolded, as if depicting the process of the birth and death of all things. At the center of these endless light atoms, a golden spiral fruit slowly rotated, radiating the power to control light and create.

The third figure stood in the void, yet gave off a sense of overwhelming weight, capable of crushing the heavens. The ground beneath his feet trembled slightly, as if unable to bear his weight. A grayish-brown spiral fruit spun around him, emanating a heavy, steady aura, containing the mysteries of the earth's laws. Around the fruit, various rare immortal metals swirled and danced—there was the indestructible Nine Heavens Profound Iron, the Purple Lightning Divine Gold containing thunder, the Star Green Gold radiating life, and the Chaos Stone Marrow capable of containing all things… Each immortal metal emitted an alluring luster, making one's mouth water, yet one dared not covet it in the slightest, for they were all firmly bound by a powerful earth-elemental law.

The fourth figure was surrounded by lightning from the heavens, mirroring the phenomenon of the Tremor-Tremor Fruit used by Ye Fan earlier. Black lightning danced like a black dragon, purple lightning descended like divine punishment, green lightning spread like poisonous vines, and golden, silver, and blood-red lightning covered his body, weaving into a sea of ​​lightning. Even more awe-inspiring was that some of the lightning transformed into the forms of ancient divine beasts—a roaring thunder unicorn, a soaring thunder phoenix, a coiled thunder tortoise, a swishing thunder dragon… These lightning beasts were lifelike, radiating terrifying pressure; a single glance was enough to inspire awe and a desire to prostrate oneself in worship. The source of this lightning was also a Spiral Fruit, and incredibly, this fruit was exactly the same as the one used by the mysterious powerhouse Ye Fan from the other dimension, radiating supreme divine power that controlled the laws of lightning and vibration.

The fifth figure didn't display any particularly dazzling phenomena; however, the void around him constantly shattered and healed, healed and shattered again, endlessly forming brief spatial black holes that vanished in an instant. He seemed to be the master of space; every breath he took caused spatial fluctuations, and every blink traversed endless distances. Behind him, a pale white fruit silently rotated, its surface flowing with spatial runes, releasing supreme spatial power, seemingly capable of tearing apart all barriers and traversing any spacetime.

Chi!

Five figures flashed through the air, leaving behind five streaks of light of different colors, like five rainbows streaking across the sky. Then they instantly merged back together, transforming back into Jiang Han's original appearance.

One splits into five, and five merge into one. This process is as fast as lightning, happening in the blink of an eye, so fast that no one has time to react.

It was precisely for this reason that countless beings in the borderlands rubbed their eyes, thinking they were seeing things and hallucinating. The five figures that had just appeared, each emanating a different aura of law, were far too real, yet in the blink of an eye they merged into one—a feat beyond their comprehension.

In the blink of an eye, Jiang Han had arrived in the Heavenly Abyss, facing the two Immortal Kings, An Lan and Yu Tuo, from afar. He stood in the void, his expression calm, divine light flowing around him, three ancient trees swaying slowly behind him, the Tai Chi diagram beneath his feet constantly rotating, and the power of faith flowing from the golden bowl above his head, exuding an unfathomable aura.

"This……"

"Don't you all feel that the aura of Ancestor Hongjun has changed?" Among the cultivators of the Nine Heavens and Ten Earths, someone couldn't help but speak up, their voice filled with disbelief and shock. "I felt it too," the cultivator next to him nodded in agreement, his brows furrowed. "His aura has become more profound and majestic. It's no longer the powerful but tangible aura of a True Immortal that you could sense at its limits. Now, he's like an endless universe, whose depths are impossible to fathom."

"But what did he mean by what he said earlier? Did he not want his powerful disciple to take action, and said he would leave the rest to himself?" Someone looked confused, unable to understand Jiang Han's decision.

“Although he is very strong, definitely a top-tier existence among True Immortals, he is still just a True Immortal.” A cultivator said worriedly, “He is going to face two Immortal Kings from another realm, beings who stand at the pinnacle of the Immortal Path. There is an insurmountable chasm between True Immortals and Immortal Kings. Can he handle it? Isn’t this just courting death?”

"But the phenomena he just displayed were terrifying! Those three ancient trees, the Tai Chi diagram under his feet, the golden bowl above his head, and the five differentiated figures—each one contained terrifying power of law. Maybe he really was hiding his strength?" Some people held a glimmer of hope, their tone filled with anticipation.

……

The cultivators of the Nine Heavens and Ten Earths recovered from their shock, their gazes fixed on Jiang Han. Their faces were filled with confusion, their eyes brimming with bewilderment and worry. They both hoped Jiang Han could create a miracle and repel the two Immortal Kings, yet worried that he lacked the strength and would sacrifice himself in vain; their feelings were incredibly complex.

"I can't even sense his aura anymore." Looking at Jiang Han's back, Meng Tianzheng muttered to himself, his aged face full of bewilderment. As a veteran supreme being who had lived for millions of years, his perception was far beyond that of ordinary people, but at this moment, he was completely unable to capture Jiang Han's aura, as if the other party had already merged with heaven and earth, or had already surpassed the level that he could perceive.

Not only him, but Wang Changsheng, Zhao Haotian, and the other supreme beings present also showed bewildered expressions. Previously, they could barely sense the energy fluctuations flowing within Hongjun Ancestor's body and roughly judge his strength and realm. But just now, in that instant, the opponent's aura fluctuations vanished completely, like a stone sinking into the sea. No matter how they used their divine power to investigate, they could only sense a deep void, as if Jiang Han in front of them was just a phantom.

"Is this Grandmaster...?" Ye Qingxian held the little one's delicate hand, tilted her pretty face up, and gazed at the tall figure in the abyss, her murmur filled with anticipation and admiration. She could feel a familiar and warm aura emanating from Jiang Han, which subtly resonated with the aura of her father, Ye Fan. It was a connection stemming from bloodline and lineage, filling her heart with a sense of security.

The little boy stared intently at Jiang Han with his big eyes, his face full of excitement and curiosity. The sight of Jiang Han splitting into five figures had deeply shocked him. The flames, lightning, light atoms, and the strange phenomena of the earth and space filled him with longing. His little fists clenched unconsciously, and he secretly made up his mind that he must become as strong as his grandmaster and senior brother in the future.

The billions of beings from the other realm fell into an eerie silence. They gazed at Jiang Han, who had suddenly appeared in the abyss, feeling the mysterious aura emanating from him, and the invisible pressure from the three ancient trees, the Tai Chi diagram, and the golden bowl. The fervor on their faces gradually faded, replaced by deep apprehension. Ye Fan had already shown them the terror of a powerful being from another dimension, but this being who commanded such respect from Ye Fan was clearly even more unfathomable.

"Your Majesty, this person..." At the edge of the Heavenly Abyss, an immortal powerhouse from another realm cautiously looked at An Lan, his tone filled with worry. He could sense that although the aura emanating from Jiang Han was calm, it contained a power that made his heart tremble, more restrained and more dangerous than Ye Fan's aura just now.

An Lan remained silent, his gaze fixed intently on Jiang Han, his expression extremely grave. He could sense an unimaginable power hidden within this seemingly ordinary cultivator. The aura emanating from the three ancient trees made him vaguely uneasy, especially the tree laden with fruit; each fruit seemed to be a manifestation of a law, reminding him of ancient legends. The golden spear in his hand trembled slightly, as if sensing a threat.

Yu Tuo's expression was equally grave. His eyes, capable of seeing through illusions, were fixed on the ancient tree behind Jiang Han and the Tai Chi diagram beneath his feet, his brows furrowed. He sensed a familiar aura emanating from the ancient tree and the Tai Chi diagram—a power originating from the very source of the universe, entirely different from the laws he cultivated, yet equally powerful. He had a vague feeling that today's events would likely not end so simply.

Within the abyss, the atmosphere grew heavy once more. Jiang Han stood in the center, with An Lan and Yu Tuo on either side, forming a tripartite balance. Though no movement was made, an invisible standoff existed. A silent pressure permeated the air, even more oppressive than when Ye Fan and An Lan had confronted each other earlier, causing the billions of creatures in the borderlands to hold their breath, awaiting the impending storm. Above, the recently healed sky tightened again, as if foreshadowing an even more terrifying clash. Jiang Han, the one watched by everyone, still stood with his hands behind his back, his expression calm, as if the two Immortal Kings before him were truly just "little children," insignificant in comparison.

Jiang Han took a step forward, his figure seemingly crossing an invisible boundary, directly exiting the protective light barrier of the Imperial Pass and landing steadily in the churning Heavenly Abyss. (End of Chapter)