Realm-Hopping Martial Master

Chapter 1150: Chapter 617: Battle Against the Ancient Demon Image Again

In place, a massive abyss with edges flowing with dark sheen and unfathomable depth remained, exuding a cold stillness that seemed capable of engulfing everything.

It was as if that part of space had been completely erased.

A hair’s breadth difference, the line between life and death.

Forcing a burst dragged an unhealed pain deep in the Dao Foundation, clutching Jiang Shu’s vital organs hard.

Yet he dared not pause for a moment, using the momentum to roll upon landing, dissipating the impact. The Desolate Star Halberd swept across, cleaving in half two dazed low rank shadow soldiers who pounced blindly from the explosion’s shockwave, spilling black blood and innards all over the ground.

Jiang Shu’s movements were smooth and fluid, every slight evasion dancing on the edge of a blade, all to seize that fleeting moment.

The enormous foot of the Ancient Demon Image stomped mercilessly where Jiang Shu had rolled without yet gaining his footing.

The dark muddy ground, struck like decaying mud by a colossal hammer, sank several yards with a thunderous crash.

An appalling shockwave, with filthy energy and toxic dark red crystal dust, spread outward like a tsunami.

The hard rocky surface cracked inch by inch, with fissures spreading like a spider web.

Jiang Shu dared not resist the impact of this pure, immense force.

In the instant the foot fell, he slammed his palm against the ground, darting slantwise like a fish along the surface, positioning the Desolate Star Halberd horizontally behind him as a barrier.

The visually discernible shockwave collided violently with the halberd’s body.

A piercing, metallic screech of twisting erupted loudly, making one’s gums ache.

The Desolate Star Halberd trembled violently. The immense power transmitted through the shaft caused Jiang Shu’s arms to instantly go numb, his tiger’s mouth split open, blood streaming down his wrists.

His body was uncontrollably flung away, smashing heavily into a small mound of remnants piled with massive skulls, as if launched by a catapult.

Another mouthful of blood sprayed out, and Jiang Shu felt his back had crushed several thick bones, with his intestines seemingly displaced.

The immense pain made his vision black out in bursts.

If not for the Desolate Star Halberd having been recently reforged and strengthened by the Saint, with significantly improved hardness and bearing capacity, this alone could have shattered an ordinary star artifact, along with crippling his arms.

And this was just the residual effect of the impact.

"Heh heh..."

A low, sinister laugh resembling metal scraping came from the direction of the Ancient Demon Image.

Those inferno-red demon eyes, burning with cold wisdom, watched Jiang Shu struggle amidst the ruins, a broken spear angled, with the annihilation aura lingering upon it, like a serpent flicking its tongue, firmly locking onto him.

A terrifying oppressive force spread once more, with the stagnant force of space disturbed by the explosion regrouping, akin to an ever-tightening iron hoop.

Jiang Shu panted, forcing down the metallic taste rising in his throat. His knuckles, gripping the Desolate Star Halberd, whitened with exertion.

The opponent possessed a crushing realm advantage, able to effortlessly invoke space laws to suppress him, with power boundless in magnitude.

The only weak point might be the nascent wisdom still bearing inertial thoughts, and the complacency from absolute confidence in its own power.

In the face of absolute violence, any technique seemed so fragile.

The Desolate Star Halberd could temporarily block the residual impact but could never withstand a direct thrust from the broken spear.

Frontally engaging head-on would lead only to death!

The sole chance of survival might lie in exploiting the temporal gaps and the utmost utilization of the turbulent spatial environment.

He inhaled deeply, air thick with blood and a foul stench, suppressing the churn of his vital energy, with the Law of Power and remaining Space Heart Fragment in his body resonating laboriously.

Facing the mountain-crushing shadow of death, Jiang Shu slowly stood up, the halberd tip slanting towards the ground, adopting an ancient battle stance.

He was to attack to defend, to tear open a fissure in the dire situation!

The air grew as solid as lead and mercury, with invisible layers of spatial barriers pressing in, making every breath exceedingly hard.

The palms holding the Desolate Star Halberd had long been soaked with blood and sweat, with the cracked tiger’s mouth wound stinging under the pressure.

The venerable level of oppression felt tangible, with each stride of the Ancient Demon Image seeming to step on his heart, aggravating the already sluggish circulation of his meridians due to severe injuries.

That broken spear pointed askew, not attacking immediately, but the annihilative black glow hovering on the spear tip flickered erratically, like a sword of Damocles.

Jiang Shu knew the opponent was relishing in his struggle, like a beast toying with its prey.

Every breath might signal the onset of a thunderous strike.

He couldn’t wait!

Passive defense could only lead to being worn down to death!

A fierce glint flashed in Jiang Shu’s eyes.

Whoosh!

The Desolate Star Halberd tore through the viscous air, bursting with a single point of concentrated silver brilliance.

It wasn’t the widespread space slash Jiang Shu had previously employed. He compressed all spatial dao rhyme into the halberd tip, transforming into a cold star, thrusting towards the inner elbow of the Ancient Demon’s massive arm.

It was based on prior observations of the image’s habitual movements during an encirclement.

No matter the attack, it would always habitually cleave or block with the most perfect trajectory.

This thrust wasn’t to injure the enemy but to disrupt the crucial node in its power rhythm!

Puff!

The concentrated spatial edge pierced precisely, but the expected scene of breaking through defenses didn’t occur, leaving only a barely noticeable white mark on the bronze armor laced with ancient runes, not even sparking a flicker.

The venerable level of body cultivation had reached a wholly new height.

The counter shock raced along the halberd with lightning speed, Jiang Shu’s arm was jolted, and half of his body instantly went numb.