Realm-Hopping Martial Master

Chapter 1149: Chapter 616: A New Epiphany! The Future Path of Cultivation in the Chaos Hole Realm! (2)

The foundation supporting these foul creations to come alive, to fight agilely, and to continuously evolve, should be this force of Creation Qi from ancient times, originating from the depths of the world’s origin, polluted and twisted yet not completely extinguished.

It is the foundation of everything, like soil to plants.

The foul will of the world embryo and the Death Qi Law act as decaying nourishment and frost, endowing it with a destructive form and a slaughtering instinct, unable to fully annihilate the essence of creation.

This aura is ancient and mournful, carrying the glory of once nurturing all things and the twisted pain after being forcibly defiled.

Wrapped in filth, it struggles to maintain a state of "existence."

It is precisely this structural force that grants Shadow Soldiers stable bodies, coordinated movements, and even that initial spiritual wisdom twisted by malice.

A death world embryo frantically coming alive with only filth, death intent, and destruction as nourishment, the core power operating within the slaughtering weapons it nurtures, the foundation logic of its existence, all derive from the purest force of creation.

This is akin to supporting a swamp monster with pure life water.

The insight into essence is so shocking that Jiang Shu becomes absorbed in it.

If he were in the Eternal Tower, he would directly enter a secluded cultivation state, and upon emerging, he would surely advance to the Venerable Realm.

But alas, at this moment, he is on a dangerous ancient path!

In an instant, a trembling originating from the instincts of life swiftly seized Jiang Shu’s entire body.

A far deeper and more terrifying fatal threat than the Shadow Soldiers’ siege, like an ice spike piercing the spine, freezing the blood.

Jiang Shu could not completely extricate himself from the ancient mournful mood.

Roar!

A roar filled with hatred and the desire for destruction, seemingly originating from the Nine Nether Abyss, tore through the dead silence of the entire basin, suddenly descending.

Boom!

The black pillars on the basin’s edge, twisted and standing like prehistoric beast ribs, exploded without warning under the impact of the roar’s sound wave.

The shattered stones, like glass smashed by an invisible giant hammer, instantly turned to powder, rising into a plume of black dust in the crimson mist.

Space began to collapse and contract visibly, like a giant invisible hand grasping forcefully from all directions at Jiang Shu behind the Crystal Stone.

The air compressed extremely, letting out a shrill sound burdened beyond endurance.

The black muck on the ground surged tumultuously like a living creature, trying desperately to envelop and devour everything.

That weighty, almost tangible pressure of the Venerable, mixed with an overwhelmingly nauseating sinister resentment, pinpointed Jiang Shu’s aura, forcefully ejecting him from his comprehension of Creation Qi.

"Puff!"

The fierce recoil from the forced interruption of Divine Thought, plus the direct impact of that unparalleled pressure.

Jiang Shu’s face couldn’t help but turn pale, forcibly extricating himself from the state of epiphany as a mouthful of reverse blood uncontrollably spewed out, splattering onto the black Crystal Stone before him, making a "sizzling" corrosive sound.

He suddenly raised his head, just in time to see the massive figure in the center of the basin stepping forward step by step.

The bronze armor was covered in numerous deep cracks, with the largest one running through the waist and rib, edges still seeping with grey-black energy like rotting pus, twisting the surrounding scenery.

The three-inch crack below the neck, which Zhan Yun and he himself had damaged severely, was even more appalling, revealing vague glimpses of dark brown, eerie tissue within, slowly wriggling like a cross of rock and flesh.

The ancient demon image, holding a broken demon spear and having a Middle Stage Venerable cultivation, has returned to attack!

Its crimson demon eye, no longer the solidified Blood Jade, but burning with a kind of cold flame, seemingly harboring endless venomous wisdom, fixes on Jiang Shu behind the Crystal Stone, like a hunter finally tracking down prey long escaped.

The gaze no longer carries the pure brutality from its birth, but is laden with calculations of intelligent life and deep-seated hatred.

Its aura is far more condensed and terrifying compared to when it fought in the depths of the ancient path several days ago.

Though the wound piercing its waist and rib hasn’t fully healed, the swelling Dao Rhyme within, intertwined with filth and death qi, resembles a sharpened poisoned blade, brimming with destructive power.

Clearly, in this filthy world of its own creation, whether previous injuries or battle trials, all accelerate its evolution, bringing it closer to, or even surpassing, the realm it was in life.

"Damn it."

Jiang Shu cursed under his breath.

Reaching his level, to enter the epiphany state just like earlier, how difficult it would be.

One could say, had it not been for the ancient demon image’s appearance.

The previous epiphany would have been enough to support Jiang Shu, allowing him to tread farther on the path of a Venerable!

But now...

Jiang Shu’s figure moved swiftly.

The oppressive space solidification power trapping him here is overwhelmingly domineering, far surpassing any space seal encountered before.

The chasm-like might of the Venerable.

He had neither the time to think of a countermeasure nor to lament the imminent mystery.

Before him, the Mantis Shadow Soldier, imprisoned by space chains and violently trembling from core intimidation, was unhesitatingly regarded as the first stepping stone.

Puff!

The Desolate Star Halberd suddenly exerted its force, the space runes engraved on its shaft gleamed with dazzling silver light, its tip piercing through the temporarily pinned core node of the Mantis Shadow Soldier.

"Kill!"

Jiang Shu’s throat rolled with blood stench, his roar erupted deep in his throat.

His arms bulged with muscles, channeling all his power together with the energy from freshly spewed Essence Blood into the Desolate Star Halberd.

The Law of Power descended like the heavenly Milky Way.

Infinite power burst out suddenly.

Boom!

The pinned Shadow Soldiers’ bodies were instantly detonated as explosive charges.

The overwhelming force at their core, mixed with foul energy and Ancient Creation Qi, erupted violently under the arousal of the Desolate Star Halberd and compression of space chains.

The power of this self-detonation far surpasses any all-out strike from a Peak of the Tenth Realm warrior.

An energy shockwave blended with dark green, deep red, and deathly white light, expanding from the explosion center akin to a collapsing fixed star out of control.

The sturdy, shield-like black Crystal Stone before Jiang Shu took the brunt of the impact, shattering violently under the assault.

Numerous fragments shot backward with sharp whistling.

And the Mantis Shadow Soldier deemed as both "shield" and "bomb" was utterly annihilated under the dual Power of Destruction, leaving not even a hint of Creation Aura.

Though potent, this explosive force struggled to shake the space seal of Venerable Level.

However, the fierce energy turbulence from the explosion instantly ripped a fleeting and unstable ripple in the surrounding solidified space barrier.

Like a block of ice being tanned by a scorching branding iron, though the ice layer remained intact, its structure experienced a momentary slackening.

At the instant when the space solidification power lagged due to energy impact, Jiang Shu’s figure vanished from the original spot.

He didn’t rely on his comprehension of Space Law to forcibly teleport, as space was heavily restrained, making teleportation impossible.

He solely relied on explosive physical strength; legs dug strongly into the ground fractured by the explosion, propelling like an arrow off the string, maximizing speed in a sudden diagonal shot towards facing the Ancient Demon Image.

His body tore through the viscous foul air, producing a sharp sound of fabric ripping.

Nearly in the next millisecond after his figure charged out, his previous hiding spot was entirely covered by a dusky energy spear phantom.

The dense, annihilative black aura-enveloped broken spear penetrated silently through the remnant image he left, stabbing straight into the spot he had just sat.

Wherever the spear tip touched, there was no explosive boom, but a pure "erasure."

Space, ground, pervasive foul gas...

Everything was instantly dissolved and annihilated into nothingness.