Realm-Hopping Martial Master

"Dao..."

A vast voice sounded.

It did not spread through the air vibrations but directly resonated in the depths of all souls.

Clear, calm, carrying an imperceptible sigh of relief.

"Path..."

The voice continued to flow, and with each syllable emitted, corresponding law phenomena faintly emerged between heaven and earth.

With the first word "Dao," countless star shadows on the sky flickered in and out of existence, weaving and shattering the rules.

When the word "Path" came out, myriad blurry light shadow roads unfolded, some wide and bright, some filled with thorns, some abruptly ending at the beginning, with countless living beings’ shadows either steadfastly moving forward, hesitantly wandering, or collapsing with a great crash.

"Too... difficult..."

When these two words, carrying a heavy sigh, fell, all the illusory roads seemed to bear an unbearable weight, covered in cracks.

A sense of desolate loneliness and weariness after a long journey soaked into everyone’s Dao heart.

It was these simple, unadorned words and the resonating law phenomena that acted like a key, opening up the deepest perplexities and confusions about the future path in the hearts of every living being present.

No matter the cultivation level or race, all felt the same way.

After a brief sigh, the ethereal figure gently raised its head, perhaps merely an act of will, facing the world he had once expended countless costs to create, now on the brink of destruction, began the true lecturing of Dao.

It was not a profound long exposition, nor an explanation on a specific law.

The voice seemed to narrate a simple story, a story about "existence" itself.

The chaos and vitality at the birth of the universe, the regularity and randomness of stars’ revolution, the miracle and struggle of life’s gestation, the pursuit of power to the extreme and its cost...

Every word, every trace of thought wave, was closely connected to the origin of this declining world, provoking the surrounding surviving law fragments to resonate in response.

Buzz!

Phenomena erupted!

The intense battle intent swirling around Zhan Feng abruptly transformed into a rolling blood-colored sinister cloud, within which a vague but titanic giant shadow stood tall, roaring to the sky, as if breaking free from invisible shackles.

This was the source will of the path he walked being intensely stimulated!

Above Zhan Yun, the translucent sea illusion and thick mountain projection alternated flashing, the condensing silver frost armor light was unprecedentedly firm, with subtle, barely noticeable space ripples stably integrated into it.

His understanding of Space Law was rapidly deepening and enhancing!

A core disciple of the War Alliance standing behind Venerable Han Yue, stuck at the Peak of the Tenth Realm for years, a point of spirit light on his forehead flickered violently like a candle flame, suddenly igniting!

It was as if a clogged gate was invisibly opened by waves, and the law aura belonging to the Venerable Realm began to spread unstably on him.

He was actually triggering the opportunity to Break the Realm at this moment!

The adopted son of Thorn Pirate King, Jing Wuming, surrounded by strange shadows fiercely twisted, transforming into countless struggling, wailing soul shadows, his aura weirdly merged into the twisted space seams, as if becoming a part of the environment itself.

He comprehended a deeper "Concealment" of Shadow Law.

Hu Ya, Young Master of the Crystal Bone Barbarian Clan, under his bronze-colored skin, densely packed runes like ant swarms lit up, as if ancient bloodline was awakened, emitting the heavy sound of bone friction.

His power was undergoing a qualitative change!

The Mechanical Divine Envoy "Entropy," that icy figure carved like black crystal, slightly tilted its head, data waterfall flowing in its eyes suddenly paused, then frantically reorganized and optimized at a terrifying speed, the flowing deep blue energy circuits on its body flaring up, exuding more dangerous and coordinated aura.

Some core logical chain received incredible supplementation!

Even the deeply resonant, forever rock-like presence of Venerable Duan Yue, on his thick earthy law light shield, faint strands of resilient silver Dao Patterns slowly emerged, which was his long-stagnant Defense Secret Technique finally touching the threshold of merging spatial stability traits.

The entire frozen yet shattered world space became the vehicle for the cosmic voice of the Saint, transforming into a living canvas for the law performance.

All beings fortunate to be within, regardless of foe or ally, regardless of race, greedily absorbed this final gift and inspiration from a late-stage existence at least a Saint before passing.

Each person’s Dao was being sorted, supplemented, or perhaps growing wildly.

The narration of the figure was not lengthy, seemingly exhausting some force that barely maintained his existence.

With the end of the discourse, the ethereal form became increasingly transparent, the law dust forming him silently dispersing, drifting back to this space about to end completely.

"A spark of ember... hope those who come after... gain some shelter..."

The final resonance of the thought slowly dissipated.

Just as the figure completely faded into nothingness, leaving only an empty void once full of radiance, Jiang Shu’s heart suddenly tightened!

A feeling of being intensely watched!

As if penetrating layers of fog, an icy yet emotionally complex gaze landed on him with precision.

That gaze seemed to contain penetrating insight, as though in an instant, witnessing all his experiences since entering the Ancient Battle Soul Path, even the Space Heart Fragment and Creation Fire Seed deep within his Spirit Platform, thoroughly!

It was not a gaze with malice, but more like a final confirmation.

Or perhaps, a minuscule solace in seeing that the seed was finally found and stored safely?