Gaze and you will become stronger: starting from Doupo

"Looking at An Lan who was retreating continuously in the void, in the direction of the alien realm, billions of living beings were as if struck by lightning. They were all dumbfounded, and their hearts were filled with turbulent waves. Many people even felt a chill down their spines and their whole bodies were trembling.

Since the ancient times, Anlan had been an invincible legend in their hearts, an undefeated immortal king, a supreme ruler of the world, and the most steadfast faith in the hearts of all races. But now, this legend had been shattered! Their revered ancestor had just been slapped away by a tiny figure the size of a palm! This completely overturned their understanding, leaving them feeling dizzy and disoriented.

Not only were the alien beings stunned, but the cultivators of the Nine Heavens and Ten Earths were also dumbfounded. They stared wide-eyed at the scene in the Heavenly Abyss, unable to process what they were seeing. They couldn't understand what was going on with that suddenly appearing five-colored figure? How could it possess such immense power, capable of repelling the renowned Immortal King An Lan!
Their confusion lasted only a moment, before erupting into deafening cheers and shouts. They didn't need to understand the complex process; they only needed to see the result. At least for now, the Hongjun Ancestor on their side had the upper hand! The hope of victory ignited in their hearts like a spark, dispelling the long-standing oppression and fear.

On the walls of the Imperial Pass, Ye Qingxian's beautiful eyes shone with adoration as she gazed intently at Jiang Han in the Heavenly Abyss. This was her Grand Tutor, a supreme being capable of defying the rules of time and freely traversing different eras. No one knew his origins, no one knew the true terror of his peak combat power, yet even with his cultivation suppressed, he had still managed to repel an arrogant Immortal King without even using his true form! This strength filled her with surging emotions and immense pride.

As for the little one, his eyes were already shining brightly, his little face filled with excitement and longing, his gaze fixed on Jiang Han and the five-colored little figure. He clenched his tiny fists tightly, secretly resolving in his heart that he must work hard to cultivate in the future, and become as powerful as his grandmaster, able to protect those around him and repel powerful enemies.

In this alternate dimension, Ye Fan stood atop the Cauldron of the Mother Qi of All Things, his face earnest, as if he were intently observing Jiang Han's Dao. His brows furrowed intermittently, then relaxed, then furrowed again, followed by moments of sudden enlightenment. Clearly, he was gleaning something from this earth-shattering duel, learning from Jiang Han's application of laws and control of power. Each move by the five-colored figures, each clash of laws, greatly benefited him, deepening his understanding of the Great Dao.

On the other side of the Heavenly Abyss, Immortal King Yu Tuo trembled slightly, a deep, strange light appearing in his eyes. If someone could see through the chaotic mist surrounding him at this moment, they would surely find his expression quite peculiar, filled with deep astonishment and surprise. He was of the same level as An Lan, and naturally knew how terrifying An Lan's strength was. Yet now, An Lan was being suppressed by a mysterious little man, which shocked him immensely. At the same time, he became even more curious and wary of Jiang Han's origins.

"How could this be?" An Lan finally steadied himself. He felt the surging blood and qi in his body and the stinging sensation from his armor. He muttered to himself, his face full of confusion. "Is this little guy a primordial spirit? How can he have such a powerful primordial spirit!" In his understanding, even the primordial spirit of a Celestial King could not possess such terrifying combat power and be able to repel his attack head-on.

However, before Jiang Han could explain, the five-colored figure reappeared before him like a ghost. The figure swayed, and the Devil Fruit Tree in its hand, just like before, lashed out at An Lan with a whistling sound.

"I, An Lan, am invincible! No one can suppress me!" An Lan was utterly enraged. He roared to the sky, his voice filled with resentment and fury. With his roar, the heavens above him shattered, and countless fragments of laws scattered. With a wave of his hand, the golden spear, which had been trembling amidst the intertwining power of the five laws, instantly transformed into a beam of golden light and returned to his hand.

Boom!
The Devil Fruit Tree lashed out with immense force, striking An Lan's golden spear with deafening boom. The golden spear bent violently, its tip instantly redirected, utterly unable to withstand the tree's onslaught.

Upon seeing this, An Lan's body trembled involuntarily, and he staggered backward. But before he could get far, the five-colored little man followed him like a shadow, instantly catching up with him, and the Devil Fruit Tree in his hand continued to lash at him mercilessly.

This time, the power on the branches was even stronger! The Devil Fruit Tree emitted an eerie, multicolored light, and the phantoms of thousands of fruits on it seemed to come alive, flooding into An Lan's body and frantically impacting his meridians and primordial spirit.

Then, with a loud bang, An Lan's body, along with his golden armor, was blasted apart by the attack, turning into countless fragments of blood and flesh that scattered across the abyss.

"No...impossible!"

"Ancient Ancestor Anlan was actually destroyed!"

"Is there really anyone in this world capable of harming the Immortal King?! This must be an illusion!"

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Gazing at the blood and flesh splattering everywhere in the abyss, the billions of beings from the alien realm were practically going mad. Their faith, their inviolable immortal king, had actually been shattered by a mere five-colored being! This scene was too shocking, too utterly shattering their understanding, plunging them into complete chaos and panic. Many even collapsed to the ground on the spot, their eyes vacant.

Although the flesh and blood quickly reassembled under the influence of the Immortal Law, re-forming An Lan's appearance, and even the golden armor was restored to its original state, the scene of being blasted apart earlier had indeed happened and was deeply imprinted in the minds of every living being.

"Ah—!" After An Lan reassembled his body, his black hair stood on end, veins bulged on his face, his eyes were bloodshot, and his roar was filled with intense killing intent and madness. He had lived for billions of years and had never suffered such humiliation. His body had been brutally destroyed by an unknown nobody, which made his anger erupt like a volcano.

"A futile struggle." The five-colored little figure seemed utterly unafraid of the enraged An Lan. Its voice remained cold and childish, carrying an indifferent disdain for all living beings. It once again grasped the Devil Fruit Tree and lashed out at An Lan.

An Lan roared and pushed the immortal power within his body to its limit. The golden ancient spear in his hand transformed into a golden lightning bolt, frantically blocking the attack of the Devil Fruit Tree.

But a similar scene unfolded again. No matter how he channeled his immortal power or changed his techniques, he couldn't change the outcome of the golden spear being knocked away. With each collision, he felt an immense force surge through him, making his arm numb and his blood churn.

In the end, he could only watch helplessly as the branch containing endless laws lashed at him. Bang!
An Lan's body was sent flying again, exploding once more in the void, turning into a shower of flesh and blood, which then reformed in a very short time. This time, his face was even paler, golden blood spilled from the corner of his mouth, and his breathing became somewhat disordered.

"Who are you?!" An Lan roared madly, his voice filled with resentment, anger, and a deeply hidden fear. He was a Celestial King, a being who could overlook eternity and look down upon the world, yet now he had encountered an immense trouble! The attack unleashed by this five-colored figure contained the power of the Great Dao, which was actually able to suppress his immortal laws, making him feel restricted and struggling to fight back. This sense of powerlessness was something he had never experienced even when facing the combined attack of several Celestial Kings during the ancient Celestial War.

The five-colored figure did not answer his question, but instead, like a tireless fighting machine, swung the Devil Fruit Tree once more, launching a new round of attacks. The branches tore through the void, carrying the power of the five laws, like the scythe of death, falling repeatedly towards An Lan.

boom! boom! boom!
Within the abyss, explosions rang out continuously. An Lan's body was repeatedly blasted apart, only to be reassembled time and again. With each reassembly, his aura weakened, and the madness on his face was gradually replaced by despair. His proud, immortal body had become so fragile under the attacks of the five-colored figures, filling him with an unprecedented fear.

The billions of beings in the alien lands watched this scene, their faces ashen, their faith utterly shattered. The immortal king they had once believed in, invincible, was now like a punching bag, utterly powerless. This stark contrast filled them with despair, and many even began to doubt the validity of their long-held beliefs.

The cultivators of the Nine Heavens and Ten Earths were filled with fervor, their cheers rising and falling. Watching An Lan being repeatedly blasted apart, the pent-up frustration in their hearts finally found release. This immortal king, who had brought them countless hardships and fears, had finally met his nemesis, giving them hope for victory and a chance for the Nine Heavens and Ten Earths to escape their misfortune.

On the walls of the Imperial Pass, supreme beings like Meng Tianzheng and Wang Changsheng wore relieved smiles. They could sense the terrifying strength Jiang Han had displayed, and a great weight was finally lifted from their hearts. With such a powerful being in charge, perhaps the Nine Heavens and Ten Earths could truly weather this crisis.

Ye Qingxian held the little one's hand, her face full of excitement. She looked at the valiant and invincible five-colored figure in the abyss, then at the composed Jiang Han, her heart brimming with pride. This was her grandmaster, a peerless powerhouse who kept his abilities hidden.

Ye Fan from the alternate dimension had a glint in his eyes. He had gleamed with profound insights into the Dao from Jiang Han's fighting style, insights he had never understood before. In particular, the perfect application of the five laws by the five-colored figures, as well as the combination of the Devil Fruit Tree and the Tai Chi diagram, had enlightened him and given him a new plan for his own path.

Yu Tuo, the Immortal King, stood to the side, his expression growing increasingly grave. He watched An Lan being so suppressed, his heart filled with shock and vigilance. He knew that if he were to intervene, his fate would likely be no better. This Hongjun Ancestor was far too mysterious, far too powerful, far exceeding his expectations. He began to consider whether he should abandon this invasion and preserve the strength of the alien realm.

Within the abyss, the battle continued. The five-colored figures relentlessly attacked, while An Lan's resistance grew weaker and weaker. His golden armor was riddled with cracks, and the immortal runes on his body had become dull and lifeless; each time he reassembled his body, it consumed a vast amount of divine power. His eyes were bloodshot, and his face was etched with exhaustion and despair.

"Stop... I surrender..." Finally, after being beaten and rebuilt once again, An Lan spoke weakly, his voice filled with helplessness. He knew that if this continued, his primordial spirit would be completely obliterated sooner or later, and he would perish both body and soul. As proud as he was, he had no choice but to lower his arrogant head at this moment.

Upon hearing this, the five-colored figure paused slightly, turned to look at Jiang Han, seemingly awaiting his instructions.

Jiang Han remained calm as he looked at the weakened An Lan and said indifferently, "Considering the difficulty of your cultivation, I will spare your life today. Take your people and leave the Nine Heavens and Ten Earths immediately. From now on, you must not cross this line again. Otherwise, next time it won't be as simple as just smashing your body."

An Lan looked at Jiang Han, his eyes filled with complex emotions—resentment, anger, but mostly fear. He nodded, his voice hoarse, and said, "Okay... let's go..." With that, he turned and transformed into a golden light, flying towards the foreign land.

Seeing this, Immortal King Yu Tuo immediately led the billions of beings from the alien realm, following An Lan in a disheveled manner, away from the borderlands and retreating into the depths of the alien realm. They had come with great momentum, intending to flatten the heavens and the earth, but when they left, they were like stray dogs, utterly wretched.

Within the abyss, the five-colored figure transformed into a stream of light and returned to Jiang Han's body. The divine light surrounding Jiang Han gradually subsided, and the Taiji Diagram and the Devil Fruit Tree also disappeared. He took a deep look in the direction the alien army had departed, then turned and flew towards the Imperial Pass.

On the desolate frontier, cultivators from the Nine Heavens and Ten Earths erupted in earth-shattering cheers, celebrating their victory and the end of the crisis. Supreme beings such as Meng Tianzheng and Wang Changsheng stepped forward, respectfully bowing to Jiang Han and saying, "Many thanks to Fellow Daoist Hongjun for your assistance in saving the Nine Heavens and Ten Earths from peril."

Jiang Han waved his hand and said indifferently, "It's nothing. Protecting the Nine Heavens and Ten Earths is the responsibility of us cultivators."

Ye Qingxian and Xiaobudian also ran over, surrounding Jiang Han with faces full of admiration and joy.

In another dimension, Ye Fan watched this scene with a relieved smile. He knew that with his master present, the Nine Heavens and Ten Earths would surely be safe. He took a deep look at Jiang Han's retreating figure, then turned and stepped into the river of time, disappearing from sight.

The flames of war on the borderlands finally subsided, the cracks in the sky gradually healed, and life on the earth slowly returned. Jiang Han stood atop the Imperial Pass, gazing at the distant sky, his eyes deep and thoughtful. He knew that although this crisis had been averted, the grudges between the Nine Heavens and Ten Earths and the foreign realms were not yet settled, and many more challenges awaited them in the future. But he believed that as long as they united as one and diligently cultivated, they would surely be able to protect this homeland and usher in a brighter future. (End of Chapter)