Realm-Hopping Martial Master

His arms were set up in defense, directly confronting the Golden Roc’s claw strike, yet he was shaken by the gravitational suppression of the Earth Ant, causing his qi and blood to turmoil.

Darting aside to avoid the river of poisonous blood, he was swept by the edge of the icy breath that ensued, causing half of his body to crystallize with thick frost, and his movements slowed once more.

Hiss!

The Fire Flood Dragon’s poisonous claws seized the opportunity to tear across his back, his battle robe shattered, flesh split open, as dark red poison fire instantly invaded his flesh.

Seeing this, Jiang Shu frowned, as chaotic space spun like a massive grinding disc, desperately devouring and refining.

Yet the pressure from the combined efforts of the four Demon Venerable Middle Stage opponents was like a monstrous wave, surging continuously, never halting.

His injuries were accumulating, his Daoist robe tattered, and his azure shirt stained with blood.

Though the avenues of devouring and creation were rapidly restoring his bodily injuries, each block and dodge consumed tremendous mental effort.

The opponents’ combined magical skills were seamlessly integrated, always finding those fleeting moments when his old force had just dissipated and new force hadn’t yet formed to land heavy blows.

If this continued, his recovery ability would eventually run out.

Jiang Shu’s eyes were sharp as a hawk’s, in the midst of the perilous battle, a thread of his consciousness split off, scanning the space feverishly churned like boiling porridge by the wild demonic power from the four Demon Venerable Middle Stage experts, as if it were the most precise detection array.

He appeared somewhat miserable, but had not yet been critically wounded. He was searching for a flaw in their combined attack to defeat them in one move.

"Wrong!"

At this moment, a highly subtle, anomalous fluctuation surfaced, and it was immediately detected by Jiang Shu’s keen senses.

The fluctuation didn’t originate from the Four Evils, nor did it belong to this collapsing and chaotic space.

It was obscure yet stable, like an invisible anchor line extending from the unreachable core of the Demon Domain Emperor Palace, piercing through the tumultuous chaotic space turbulence and the force field of demonic power interwoven by the Four Evils, ultimately securing deep into the shadowy twisting area beneath the core of the Desolate Sand Sea.

That shadowy twisting area was the source of the space turbulence outbreak and the place where he initially sensed the fluctuations of the Ten Thousand Spirits Casting Immortal Array Eye.

This transmission anchor seemed to be drawing chaotic energy and fragmented space power from the entire Desolate Sand Sea.

Its purpose was certainly not just to support the battle of these four Demon Venerable Middle Stage warriors.

Such cross-boundary transmission, across vast territories, requires energy that could drain a Dragon Vein dry, consuming immensely.

Unless...

An icy, bone-chilling spirit light flashed across Jiang Shu’s mind sea.

Recalling the concern-laden words of Daoist Venerable Hong Yue before he set off, a shocking hypothesis emerged in Jiang Shu’s mind.

"Their true aim isn’t merely to encircle and kill me, but to delay time until an entity descends."

Jiang Shu’s heart felt grasped by an invisible hand, an instinctive chill instantly permeated his bones.

Almost instantly, he recalled the message Daoist Venerable Hong Yue had given him before he left.

Perhaps they are waiting for a stronger Demon Venerable to arrive!

After all, upon entering the Demon Domain, he directly annihilated three Great Demons in one battle.

The Demon Race couldn’t simply believe that sending four Demon Venerable Middle Stage warriors would be enough to kill him.

Their trump card is the key!

In the Desolate Sand Sea, the Demon Race had laid down that trump card, which was the Transmission Array used to bring over the Four Evils.

It’s highly likely that what’s coming through the transmission is the Heaven-Burning Ancestor!

Even among the Demon Race, there aren’t many Demon Venerables.

The further the cultivation, the harder it becomes.

He once survived the hands of the Heaven-Burning Ancestor, which to him was an absolute disgrace.

They calculated that he would certainly come to explore here, so they had already made plans to have the trap of the Four Evils first hold him off, waiting for the Heaven-Burning Ancestor to arrive before annihilating him.

Jiang Shu felt his heart tighten.

The Heaven-Burning Ancestor, who had chased him over thousands of miles, if not for a coincidence and using all his trump cards, he would have long been dead.

At the time, he was merely at the Daoist Monarch Peak, and now, though he has attained the Daoist Venerable position, facing a Demon Venerable Peak whose level of power is overwhelming, whose means reach the heavens and who has comprehended Space Law to the utmost, together with the cooperation of the Four Evils, he absolutely has no chance of survival.

"I must leave immediately, at any cost!"

Jiang Shu’s pupils suddenly contracted, sharp as an arrow ready to leave the string.

Life and death at a moment’s notice, he no longer had any reservations.

"Roar!"

The Ice Chi keenly sensed the change in Jiang Shu’s aura, yet that freezing breath of deep cold swept once more, seeking to freeze Jiang Shu’s sudden outburst of determined aura, along with the space around him.

"Trying to flee?"

The Golden Roc’s piercing screech tore through the heavens, as its enormous golden body marked a fierce zigzag in the air, claws tearing through air, bearing the Sharp Gold Power capable of penetrating all laws, pouncing directly toward the space above Jiang Shu’s head. It aimed to completely cut off Jiang Shu’s path of evasive maneuvering.

The cracks around the Earth Ant’s skin gushed forth a murkier yellow gas, like viscous magma from the earth’s core, condensing the already mountainous gravity field into a mire-like existence.

Caught within, Jiang Shu felt that each movement of his arms and legs was akin to moving immense weights at the bottom of the ocean, his bones groaning, Dao veins ready to crack.

The dark red poison fire coalesced into a gigantic fire flood dragon, sealing off all possible pathways for Jiang Shu to shift toward the ground, greedily licking the surrounding space, attempting to corrupt and extinguish all vitality.

The opportunity was fleeting, Jiang Shu’s eyes erupted with icy brilliance.

"Courting death!"

A deep roar, like an Ancient God opening the heavens, rolled out from Jiang Shu’s throat; his right arm suddenly stretched backward and lifted skyward.

Buzz!

Along the trajectory of his right arm’s motion, the void was forcibly torn as if by an invisible power, a chaos-colored divine light pierced through the emptiness.

It was a halberd.

Its entire body exhibited a texture neither metallic nor stony, akin to solidified chaos, archaic yet heavy.

Its halberd body was stout as a dragon spine, covered with naturally formed mysterious runes—pure imprints of the Power Dao’s extreme.

The halberd measured one and eight-tenth zhang in length, and just the manifestation of its form produced an invisible space ripple, slightly halting the rampant space turbulence around it.

The edge of the halberd resembled a fractal mountain face, infused with unparalleled crushing and destructive intent.

Desolate Heaven Halberd!

Engraved with Ten Thousand Power Law, bearing the great soldier of Power Dao, refined anew in the War Alliance by a Saint, and now boasting the highest quality Dao Artifact in the entire Cang Mang Domain.

Zing!

Almost at the same instant the Desolate Heaven Halberd appeared, a stream of light from Jiang Shu’s wrists surged upward, instantly covering his hands and forearms.

The Shui Huan Gloves, refined with star core spirit silk of the Ten Thousand Years Void Spider Emperor alongside Taixu Divine Gold, and tempered by Space Origin Dao, are Dao Artifacts.

They can maximally perceive, distort, or even tear apart the structures within space.

With one halberd, one gauntlet, two Dao Artifacts adorning him, Jiang Shu’s aura turned even more deep and fierce, like a latent dragon emerging from the sea.

The aura previously suppressed within him surged back fiercely.

"Open!"

Jiang Shu’s eyes exploded with undisguised killing intent, seeming to shatter the sky.

Against the blockade of the Four Fierce Array, he chose the most violent and direct approach.

With both hands tightly gripping the end of the Desolate Heaven Halberd staff, he ignored the terrifying pressure threatening to tear his body apart and the scorching of the poison fire threatening his divine soul, as well as the terrifying talon of the Golden Roc aiming at his head, treating the freezing breath of the Ice Chi threatening his soul as nothing.

Pure power, at this moment, was infinitely magnified through the Desolate Heaven Halberd.

Buzz!

The whole world trembled violently.

The Desolate Heaven Halberd swung high by Jiang Shu, the movement appeared slow and weighted, like he was shouldering the entire weight of the sky, rather than merely wielding a weapon.

Where the halberd’s path crossed, space crumbled like fragile glass.

The trailing space turbulence was thoroughly shredded and obliterated.

At the immensely heavy tip of the halberd, the Power Dao’s extreme and the desolation of all things’ Dao Rhyme, emitted a thunderous and terrifyingly unsettling "woo" sound as space tore.

Its target was exactly that area where the Ice Chi’s breath, Earth Ant’s gravity field, and the Fire Flood Dragon’s poison fire interwove most securely and strongly.

The Four Evils, seeing this, their eyes erupted with disbelief.

Facing the attack head-on?

Has Jiang Shu gone mad?!