Realm-Hopping Martial Master

What an experienced Venerable Duan Yue, seizing this fleeting battle opportunity, two tornadoes instantly wrapped around the exotic beast’s neck and one forepaw.

The weight and binding power of the Earth Law erupted fiercely!

It’s a joint effort with a Venerable!

Whether in the Cang Mang Domain or in the Star Ruins Realm, although Jiang Shu had sparred with the avatars of the Venerable, he had never collaborated with a Venerable.

Today, however, he can feel the wondrous changes of the Venerable’s laws through this cooperation.

This experience can only be comprehended thoroughly after the battle ends.

More importantly, with Venerable Duan Yue here, he can give his all.

In his mind, various Spirit Mechanisms passed like fish swimming through water.

The cold glint flashed in Jiang Shu’s eyes, and the laws on him, like suspended waterfalls, harnessed infinite power throughout.

In the moment when the space fracture slightly paused the exotic beast, covered in scale armor and obscure black patterns, resembling a giant lizard, the light in his hand surged, resembling the explosion of a fixed star.

An extremely heavy and domineering dark red halberd shadow, capable of crushing stars, appeared out of nowhere in the explosion.

It was the Desolate Star Halberd, refined by the Saint Avatar!

Upon its emergence, the distorted space folds around it emitted unbearable groans.

Rich savage and killing aura solidified, the halberd blade hummed, heavy as if dragging an ancient Star Domain.

Jiang Shu’s arm muscles bulged, the new Creation Star Fire and Space Power in his body frantically infused into the halberd, pushing the space-breaking power to its limit!

"Open for me!"

Amidst the roar, the Desolate Star Halberd carried the potential to tear through the void, slashing fiercely towards the center of the mountain fold that was turbulent and hiding the exotic beast.

Chhhh!

The sound of tearing fabric, setting one’s teeth on edge, resounded.

That mountainside, encased by twisted tree roots, so solid it could withstand a Tenth Realm siege, was forcibly split open by the unparalleled sharpness of the Desolate Star Halberd, creating a jet-black fissure over a dozen zhang long.

The exposed edges of the fissure weren’t ordinary rock fragments but space fragments flowing with seven-colored chaotic luster.

A gentle Dao Rhyme, starkly different from the decaying world, enveloped with a faint yet terrifyingly pure life essence, burst forth like a sweet spring sealed for millennia!

The interior of the fissure was a small space, two zhang in circumference, radiating soft chaotic light.

At the center of the space was a clump of loose soil, seemingly gathered from stardust.

On the soil, there quietly stood a small sapling almost easy to overlook.

It was no more than half a foot tall, its trunk as slender as a newly-sprouted grass stem, exhibiting a peculiar hue between jade green and ashen decay, like it was covered in ancient dust, fragile enough to break with a light touch.

At the top, only two leaf-like buds grew tenaciously.

The leaves were equally tiny, yet extremely pure in color, one a profound yellow, the other a deep blue, with visible Origin Daoist Rules flowing through their veins.

Weak yet refined to the extreme.

It is this!

Jiang Shu’s Spirit Platform deep within emitted an unprecedentedly brilliant glow, vibrating fiercely as if eager to leap out on its own!

The dormant Creation Law Spark instantly turned into a torrid stream, jubilantly leaping out through his body.

More strangely, the distinct insights within his body, the myriad Dao Rhymes, Martial Arts Fist Intent, Space Ripples, including the Law of Power, Soul Law, Taichu Law, and the path he was on, all resonated and stirred strangely due to the sapling’s aura.

As if this seemingly dying sapling was the shared root of all "laws," the lost primordial source!

An intense intuition seized Jiang Shu.

Suppressing the boiling Daoist Rules within and the urge to rush forward and touch it, he subtly twitched his wrist under the soft light spilling from the fissure.

The ancient-looking ring on his finger, equipped with space storage capability, flashed imperceptibly.

A gentle yet irresistible Devouring Power enveloped the soil along with the sapling.

The entire process was as quick as lightning, silent and undetectable even to the giant lizard exotic beast being pummeled by Venerable Duan Yue nearby; the sapling had already vanished into Jiang Shu’s ring.

As though the sole support within that feeble space had been removed, the microspace collapsed and dissipated in an instant.

Just as the sapling was stored away, and its aura severed.

BOOM!!!

An unimaginable, earth-shattering roar, originating from the world’s source, reverberated through the entire decaying world of the Saint Tomb, like the primordial world’s first lament!

The sky cracked open with spider-web-like black fissures, the earth trembled violently as if boiling, and the once floating Rainbow Bridge, Crystal Plain, and Floating Mountain Range accelerated downward or collided with each other.

The omnipresent Space Law turned from previously chaotic into violent storm tsunamis, the intangible pressure crashing down on every living being like a mountain.

The gentle and ancient Dao Rhymes left in the air were instantly torn to shreds, replaced by a sense of universal mourning and ultimate dread.

"Beware!"

"The world is collapsing!"

Venerable Duan Yue’s desperate roar was almost drowned out by the thunderous uproar.

He disregarded the badly beaten giant lizard, his body erupting with dazzling earth-yellow Law Shields, instantly expanding like an enormous Turtle Shell Light Shield, struggling to cover the nearby Jiang Shu and several War Alliance disciples closest to him.

The crowd, shocked and pale, hastily brandished their strongest defensive Magic Artifacts, activated life-saving Star Talismans, utilizing all their energy to resist the devastating might of this world-ending catastrophe.

Other teams led by Venerable Han Yue and Venerable Lie Yang also burst forth with protective shields of various colors, desperately seeking breathing space amidst the disaster seemingly intent on destroying everything.

This is a Little World created by a Saint.

In front of this world, not to mention most of them haven’t even achieved Venerable status.

Even a true Venerable here is like an ant.

Fear gripped everyone’s hearts.

This phenomenon far exceeded the mid-stage Venerable’s elder’s estimation; the world was indeed going to collapse completely!

However, just when everyone thought the end had come and prepared to be torn into pieces by the terrifying space-collapse storm, the violent tremor abruptly halted.

The echo of the roar still trembled in their eardrums, but the rapidly splitting earth fissures stopped expanding, the plummeting floating mountain froze in midair, and the boiling Space Storm was gently smoothed by an invisible hand.

The world-destroying energy did not unleash but rather seemed to be forcibly bundled together.

Soon after, at the center of all remaining space, high above the firmament, a luminescence of indescribable form quietly emerged.

That light was initially a mere point of chaos, then spread gently, finally condensing into the silhouette of a person.

It had no entity, nor was it purely a light shadow.

It was vague, ethereal, seemingly composed of countless minuscule particles carrying Great Dao information, also like numerous broken yet brilliant law runes slowly flowing and outlining.

Its face was a blur, and from whichever angle viewed, only the deep and inclusive Light of Chaos could be felt, along with a tranquility and weariness transcending time, seeing through all illusions.

No overpowering force emanated when the silhouette appeared; instead, a vast oldness, a calmness seemingly from the universe’s end, like a gentle tide, soothed the remnants of the space storm and calmed the nearly exploding fear within everyone’s hearts.

The furious world fragments solidified around it, becoming a still and silent backdrop.

Silence.

All gazes, be they Human Clan, Insect Clan, Mechanical Clan, or strong figures of other forces, were firmly attracted by this supreme entity that appeared out of nowhere and turned the world’s destruction process.

A reverence sprang from the essence of life itself, even the battle-hardened Insect Emperor’s trusted aide instinctively restrained its menacing mandibles.

The blue light flickered rapidly in the eyes of the Platinum Divine Envoy, yet dared not produce the slightest noise of data flow.

The great power of the Ancient Realm Giant Spirit Clan subtly released its clenched Destruction Giant Fist, lowering its massive form slightly.

"Dao..."