Two Realms High Martial Arts: Gathering the Heavens to Become a Great Luo Immortal

Chapter 469 Great Battle, Fire Lotus, Exile

The moment Gaiaros managed to steady his mind amidst the impact of the white bone star river illusion, he unhesitatingly activated the Earth Law, which was completely connected to the "floating land core" beneath his feet and the seven fortresses behind him!

The hundred-mile-long "land core" beneath his feet trembled violently. Countless beams of earth-yellow runes, condensed to the extreme, shot out like a reverse meteor shower, resonating with the laws of light at a speed exceeding that of light. They instantly entered the core communication arrays of the seven silver fortresses behind him, frantically transmitting towards the human federation territory on the other side of the wormhole!

"Enemy attack! High alert! Target—suspected late-stage Martial Saint! Coordinates—"

Almost at the same instant!

Near the wormhole, the seven extraterrestrial base planets that the Human Federation had been operating for many years as forward outposts simultaneously emitted scarlet alarm lights that pierced through the planets' atmospheres!

The piercing alarms blared throughout all military installations and secret training chambers.

This alarm, like ripples caused by a boulder thrown into a calm lake, spread even faster towards the core star system of the Human Federation.

Capitol Hill, the military, top universities, secret research institutes—every organization and individual that received the alarm was shaken to their core!

After a brief moment of shock, the Federation's massive war machine began to operate at full power with unprecedented efficiency!

At the same time the alarm was sounded, two places where human martial saints were cultivating in seclusion...

"Whoosh!!!"

A blue gust of wind, capable of sweeping across all cosmic particles within a range of several light-years, shot into the sky from the capital of Blue Star!

Where the wind passes, space seems to be folded and distances are infinitely shortened. Its speed has surpassed conventional physical concepts. It is the Wind Saint!

"boom!!!"

Elsewhere, in a fiery secret realm, a stream of light composed purely of dark red flames of destruction smashed through the barrier and shot out fiercely.

As the streak of light passed, the icy asteroid belt along its path instantly vaporized, leaving only a long-lasting trail of scorching heat. Yan Sheng followed closely behind!

The two pillars of humanity, at top speed, transformed into manifestations of the laws, tore through the void, and sped toward the wormhole watchtower where Gaiaros was located!

At the edge of the wormhole, atop the bone boat.

The Skeleton Demon Lord's crimson eyes shifted slightly, clearly "seeing" Gaiaros's earth-yellow rune beam disappear into the fortress, and also "hearing" the alarm that instantly resounded throughout the star field.

A smirk, hidden beneath his bone-shard cloak, curled at the corner of his mouth, a smile brimming with disdain and murderous intent.

"Ants."

He did not stop the message from being sent, because he saw it as pointless.

But a "bug" that he could easily crush had dared to be so "active" in front of him, which had already touched his dignity as a true disciple of the Netherworld Immortal Sect and a late-stage Martial Saint.

"Since you're in such a hurry to die, I'll grant your wish."

The Skeleton Demon Lord didn't even leave the bow of the bone ship; he simply raised a hand covered in gray bone armor and made a distant grasp towards the "floating land core" where Gaiaros was located.

"Netherworld Immortal Technique: The Withering and Flourishing of Ten Thousand Bones"

There was no earth-shattering energy eruption, only a law of "death" and "decay" that eroded the universe, suddenly spreading out from the center of his palm!

In an instant, Gaiaros was horrified to discover that the thick, heavy, earthy-yellow aura around him was turning gray at a visible speed, as if it had been washed away by billions of years of time, its spirituality rapidly dissipating and becoming brittle!

The "floating land core" beneath his feet, which was connected to his life, began to show large patches of pale "bone spots" on its surface. These bone spots spread wildly, and wherever they passed, the essence of the earth was forcibly transformed into lifeless bone powder!

What's even more terrifying is the way the opponent used the laws with such exquisite subtlety that it far exceeded his understanding when he unleashed this terrifying technique!

That power of "deathly decay" was like the most potent poison, causing the very foundation of the laws upon which he depended for survival to groan in agony under the unbearable burden!

"I'm going to die!" An unprecedented death warning erupted from the depths of Gaiaros's soul!

He roared and dared not hold back in the slightest.

"Earth's Laws - Immortal Body - Heaven-Supporting Wall!"

His pale gold skin instantly transformed into an ancient and heavy dark gold, his muscles bulged, and his body swelled, as if he had transformed into an ancient divine mountain that stood tall and upright.

Endless earth laws were drawn from the void, from the fortress beneath his feet, and even from tangible stars in distant star fields, layering up in front of him and instantly constructing hundreds of giant rock walls that shimmered with dark golden runes and resonated with each other.

Each rock wall contains the true meaning of "immovable", "indestructible", and "permanent". This is the ultimate in his defense and the strongest realization on his path to the mid-stage of Martial Saint!

"Snap—Snap—Plop!"

However, before the "Ten Thousand Bones Wither and Flourish" immortal technique of the Netherworld Immortal Sect, this immortal wall, which was enough to make God King Otto attack fiercely for a long time, only lasted for less than three breaths!

In the first breath, the spiritual light of the outermost dozens of rock walls vanished, turning into pale bone fragments that scattered.

In the second breath, countless cracks appeared on the core rock wall in the middle, from which seeped a gray, deathly aura.

In the third breath, all the rock walls shattered with a deafening roar! The remaining deathly, decaying power, like maggots clinging to bones, fiercely washed over Gaiaros's dark golden immortal body!

"Ugh!!!"

Gaiaros let out a muffled groan of extreme pain. His holy body, which was said to be comparable to the hardness of a star's core, turned to ashes in an instant, starting from his chest.

A terrifying void, bright from front to back and constantly emanating a deathly gray aura, appeared on his body.

The immense life force vanished like a burst dam, leaving only a small part of the body and the soul at its core, which was tightly protected by the Law of Earth, barely maintaining a faint glimmer of life.

If it weren't for the fact that the Law of Earth is inherently adept at "bearing" and "protecting," and has a certain resistance to erosion, he would have already been annihilated!

"Oh?" The Skeleton Demon Lord let out a soft exclamation, a hint of surprise flashing in his scarlet eyes.

Although he didn't use his full strength in this attack, it was still a legitimate immortal technique of the Netherworld Immortal Sect. Against an ordinary early-stage Martial Saint, it should have directly reduced his physical body and soul to nothing but bones.

The local in front of us not only blocked most of the force, but also managed to preserve a sliver of hope for survival?

"A decent defense, and a considerable understanding of the laws of earth."

The Skeleton Demon Lord's voice was cold and objective, as if he were commenting on an object: "If you were given ten thousand years in some resource-rich star field in the vast universe, you might be able to glimpse the path to the later stages."

His tone was unreadable, but in the next instant, the light in his scarlet eyes suddenly turned icy cold, and his killing intent almost solidified!

"Unfortunately, you've met me."

"The more talented you are, the more I will crush you completely and swallow you into my sea of ​​white bones," only then can I feel at ease.

"Netherworld Immortal Technique: Funeral Procession to the Underworld!"

The Skeleton Demon Lord finally stepped out of the bone boat.

His bone cloak fluttered without wind, and a death aura more than ten times more terrifying than before suddenly erupted!

He formed a strange hand seal, and a crack suddenly appeared in the void behind him, flowing with murky, yellowish "river water".

From within that rift came endless wails of the dead, the tolling of death knells, and a sound that seemed to dim the light of the entire galaxy.

The somber mood of "death and burial" is somber!

This attack already uses one of the killing moves of the True Immortal Method!

The Skeleton Demon Lord was absolutely confident in its power; only a late-stage Law Realm expert could withstand it head-on.

A mere early-stage Martial Saint native, critically injured and on the verge of death, is certain to die, his soul and spirit annihilated, his true spirit utterly destroyed.

However, just as the dim, illusory figure was about to engulf Gaiaros's remains, "Whoosh!" "Boom!"

Two streaks of light, one blue and one red, moving at incredible speed and imbued with immense power of laws, finally arrived!

"Boundless Gale!" The figure of the Wind Saint appeared in the blue wind. The old Taoist's face was more solemn than ever before. The whisk in his hand turned into a thousand feet of blue hair, which stirred up the cosmic gale and turned into a blue wind blade that stretched across the starry sea and cut through everything. It slashed fiercely at the connection point of the "Yellow Spring" phantom!

"Burning Stars and Spreading Wildfire!" Yan Sheng also manifested at the same time, the fire lotus mark between his eyebrows shining brightly. He held his hands in a gesture of revelation, and nine "suns" made of pure destructive fire appeared out of thin air, spinning and crashing into the dim yellow "river water", unleashing terrifying high temperature and purifying power that was enough to evaporate stars!

"Boom!!!"

Three completely different yet equally vast forces collided violently at the edge of the wormhole!

Space shattered on a large scale, like glass, revealing the bizarre and chaotic deep void behind it. A violent energy tide swept in all directions, and the nearest barren planets were directly pulverized by the aftershocks!

The Wind Saint and the Flame Saint joined forces and barely managed to block part of the power of "Funeral of the Underworld"!

However, the price was that Feng Sheng let out a muffled groan, his face instantly turned deathly pale, and the ever-flowing azure wind around him became noticeably dim and disordered, clearly indicating that his soul had been severely injured.

Yan Sheng's aura plummeted, the nine illusory "blazing suns" completely dissipated, and the flames around him became flickering. His originally vigorous blood and energy, as strong as the stars, now exuded a sense of decay, clearly indicating that his very essence had been shaken.

In that stalemate, Gaiaros's remaining soul seized the opportunity, transforming into a faint, earthy-yellow stream of light. Abandoning its almost completely collapsed physical body, it plunged into the nearest wormhole vortex behind it at unprecedented speed, disappearing instantly. It managed to preserve the last bit of its true spirit and divine soul essence.

"Hmm?" The Bone Demon Lord's crimson eyes narrowed slightly, revealing a distinct seriousness for the first time.

He withdrew the remaining power of "Funeral of the Underworld" and his gaze fell on the suddenly appearing Wind Saint and Flame Saint.

The original arrogance and coldness were replaced by a hint of surprise and solemnity.

These two guys who suddenly appeared—actually teamed up to block my attack?

Moreover, judging from the power they displayed, their control over the laws, and the martial arts techniques they employed, they were definitely not ordinary mid-stage Martial Saints.

What shocked the Skeleton Demon Lord even more was that his Netherworld Immortal Sect secret technique allowed him to clearly perceive that the two Martial Saints before him, who appeared to be an old man and a young man, actually possessed an unusually "young" and "vigorous" life force.

Its life was like the rising sun.

This means that the time it takes for them to advance to the mid-stage of Martial Saint may be much shorter than that of ordinary Martial Saints, possibly only a few hundred years!

Centuries ago—at the mid-stage of Martial Saint—there was still such combat power and control over the laws?

Even in the core star regions of the vast universe, where resources are inexhaustible and inheritances are complete, such geniuses would be considered "seeds of true immortals," beings who have the potential to explore the path to true immortality!

An indescribable jealousy and an intensely burning killing intent instantly overwhelmed the Bone Demon Lord's heart.

He had been stuck at the late stage of Martial Saint for countless millennia and knew all too well how difficult it was to reach the threshold of True Immortal.

And before them, two "prey" with such qualifications had appeared.

His eyes flashed crimson light wildly, and a thought instantly crossed his mind: the Netherworld Immortal Sect possessed a secret technique for creating avatars.

If we can capture a cultivator with such aptitude, and use him as a foundation to refine an avatar with unlimited potential, we might even be able to learn from the "Blood God Child" method of the Blood Sea True Immortal and use it to open the door to the True Immortal realm!

"Since that's the case, then—I'll capture you!"

Once the thought was made up, the Skeleton Demon Lord immediately changed his battle strategy.

He no longer pursued killer moves that were powerful enough to kill in one strike but could easily destroy the target. Instead, he used more refined Netherworld Immortal Techniques that focused on confinement, weakening, and capture.

"Netherworld Soul-Locking Chains!" "Bone Cage!" "Spirit-Eating Ghostly Light!"

One attack after another, some pitch black, some pale, and some eerie green, were like a net of heaven and earth, enveloping Wind Saint and Flame Saint. Although their power was not as great as the previous killing moves, they were more troublesome and lasted longer, with a clear purpose: to wear them down, bind them, and capture them alive!

The Wind Saint and the Flame Saint were no ordinary people; they immediately noticed the change in the opponent's attack method.

"This devil wants to capture us alive."

Feng Sheng's voice rang directly in Yan Sheng's mind, "We can't outlast him in a head-on fight. His techniques are too exquisite, and his power is inherently superior to ours."

"Old Taoist priest, what's your idea? I can't hold on much longer!" Yan Sheng replied, his breathing becoming increasingly unsteady.

"Later, use that 'Burning Lotus' move, make a big commotion to attract his full attention, and ideally force him to either take the hit head-on or defend with all his might."

Feng Sheng said in a deep voice, "I have a newly comprehended technique called 'Exiled Wind,' which requires the chaotic spatial power of this wormhole. But it requires me to be distracted and to be close to the edge of the wormhole—"

"Understood...Leave it to me!" A fierce glint flashed in Yan Sheng's eyes.

The next moment, Yan Sheng suddenly broke away from the battle and retreated rapidly, while his hands formed a hand seal in an extremely mysterious trajectory!

"Nine Extremes Burning Heaven - Divine Lotus Descends to Earth!"

The fiery lotus mark between his brows burned fiercely, as if it were about to ignite his very soul!

Ninety-nine strange flames of different colors and properties were forcibly drawn from his body, from the depths of the void, and even from distant stars, and frantically gathered, compressed, and fused in front of him!

A flower no bigger than the palm of a hand, yet displaying nine colors of glazed glass, with liquid flames and destructive Dao patterns flowing across its petals.

The "Fire Lotus" is slowly taking shape!

The intense heat and destructive energy it emitted caused the surrounding shattered space to melt and collapse, forming a fiery black hole!

"What?!" The Bone Demon Lord's crimson eyes suddenly narrowed.

With his knowledge, he naturally recognized the extraordinary nature of this fire lotus!

What kind of profound and terrifying control over the laws of fire is required to forcibly fuse ninety-nine different and even conflicting flames without them self-destructing?

Even in the vast universe, the true disciples of the Five Elements Immortal Sect who cultivate the Crimson Emperor's Fire Body, who are true immortals, may not be able to achieve such a level when they reach the mid-stage of the Law Realm!

These natives—their talent is simply monstrous!

Shocked, he was even more unwilling to destroy this perfect "material for incarnation".

Faced with this fire lotus, which was clearly a desperate attack, he had no choice but to concentrate most of his mind and strength and unleash the "Netherworld Return to Ruins Seal," a technique that the Netherworld Immortal Sect was extremely adept at using to neutralize and seal energy attacks.

"seal up!"

A huge, gray-black vortex mark, seemingly capable of devouring all energy, appeared in front of him, precisely meeting the nine-colored fire lotus.

"boom!!!"

The Fire Lotus collided with the Return to Nothingness Seal, unleashing a silent yet soul-shaking energy that annihilated everything.

Yan Sheng coughed up blood, his flames almost went out, and his aura weakened to the extreme.

Although the Netherworld Return to Nothingness Seal successfully channeled most of the Fire Lotus's power into the unknown void, it also trembled violently and its light dimmed.

The Skeleton Demon Lord was overjoyed and was about to seize the opportunity to seal the heavily injured Flame Saint with a bone cage, turning him into a burning "Star Cocoon".

It's now!

The Wind Saint, who had been hiding on the flank with his aura waning, suddenly burst forth with an unprecedented brilliance in his eyes!

The seemingly ordinary whisk in his hand had somehow transformed into an invisible and intangible "wind" that stirred the most subtle pulses of the surrounding universe.

"The Ultimate Wind - Exile from the Void!"

There was no earth-shattering noise, only a faint breeze, almost imperceptible, quietly blowing from the tip of the Wind Saint's whisk.

However, where this gentle breeze passed, not only did the laws of wind vibrate, but it also subtly triggered the power of the legendary, extremely high-level laws of space.

This caused the space itself to "flow," as if it had been given life, spontaneously twisting and folding along some mysterious trajectory to form a "space slide" pointing to the most unstable core area of ​​the wormhole!

More importantly, this place is inherently fragile in space and disordered in its laws due to the existence of wormholes.

This wisp of "exile wind" ingeniously stirred these chaotic spatial forces, resonating with and amplifying them!

The Skeleton Demon Lord, who was suppressing the Flame Saint and whose mind had become slightly relaxed due to the power of the Fire Lotus, suddenly felt an irresistible force of "pushing" and "pulling" coming from the space around him.

This power is not a direct attack, but rather acts on space itself, aiming to "send" him and the area he is in away!

"Spatial laws?! Not only that—there's also leveraging power—wormholes—" The Skeleton Demon Lord's expression changed drastically in horror.

He never expected that this old Taoist priest could use such exquisite and advanced techniques involving spatial teleportation!

Although it was only the initial activation of the laws of space, it was still astonishing that someone at the Martial Saint realm could achieve this!

He wanted to resist and stabilize himself, but the "wind of exile" had already taken shape and combined perfectly with the chaotic power of the wormhole, forming a short but powerful spatial exile force field!

The Skeleton Demon Lord only had time to let out a roar mixed with shock, anger, and disbelief before he and the white bone flying boat beneath his feet were violently "pushed" into an unstable void turbulence filled with spatial cracks next to the wormhole by that irresistible spatial force!

The gray-black figure and the pale bone boat were instantly swallowed up by the violent and chaotic spatial turbulence. With a flash of light, they disappeared completely, leaving only circles of slowly spreading spatial ripples as proof of what had just happened.

"Pfft, the moment the Skeleton Demon Lord's figure disappeared, Feng Sheng could no longer suppress his injuries. He spat out a mouthful of pale golden blood containing fragments of laws and the origin of his divine soul. His aura quickly deflated like a punctured balloon, his face turned as pale as paper, and his body swayed precariously in the air."

He barely managed to steady himself, looking in the direction where the Skeleton Demon Lord had disappeared, and then at the Flame Saint in the distance, who had been partially sealed by the white bones and turned into a dim "fireball". His aged face showed deep exhaustion and a trace of lingering fear.

"Cough cough—the difference in realm is indeed as vast as an insurmountable chasm—if we hadn't used trickery, we would all have perished here today—" Feng Sheng muttered to himself, his voice hoarse.

He felt the severe injuries to both his soul and body. The corrosive power of the Netherworld Immortal Technique was like a maggot clinging to his bones, continuously destroying his foundation.

Yan Sheng's situation was even worse; his very essence was damaged, and he was also sealed away.

After this battle, it's unknown how much time and resources the two will need to recover, and their cultivation progress will be greatly hampered.

"Having cultivated to a higher level, the difference between even a small realm is so vast."

Feng Sheng gazed at the scene before him and let out a long sigh, "When will the human race produce a true late-stage Martial Saint?