Realm-Hopping Martial Master

These doubts were drowned in the thunderous cheers, yet flowed silently like an undercurrent.

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The Human Clan front line, True Martial Sect command center, Qingtian Peak.

Above the void, in front of the massive war map, the atmosphere suddenly became heavy as lead.

The Daoist Monarchs stationed in one direction received intelligence reports from the Demon Domain, and upon seeing terms like "Ancestor Dragon Bloodline" and "slay Jiang Taixuan," their expressions became grave.

The originally orderly dispatch rhythm in the great hall was interrupted, and a silent tension enveloped the air as if locked onto by a powerful enemy.

"Dragon Clan Golden Horn..."

"Pure-blooded Dragon Clan members are inherently formidable, almost destined for the Demon Venerable Realm. If they truly have the Ancestor Dragon Bloodline, they could likely advance even further. Indeed, annihilating the Demon Race will not be simple."

Many from the Demon Race do not know what this Ancient Mirror of Source-seeking is, but some long-lived Daoist Monarchs can discover it from the sect’s records.

A long-bearded Daoist Monarch gasped, his finger unconsciously tapping the eye-catching words on the report.

"The Imperial Palace dares to bestow the title of ’arch-nemesis’ upon the Taiwu Daoist Venerable?"

"Where does their confidence come from?"

Beside him, a Daoist Monarch who has reached the Peak of Vientiane Realm stroked his beard, his gaze sharp.

"The Ancient Mirror of Source-seeking is a precious treasure of the Demon Race, said to unveil the origin of bloodlines."

"Being able to trigger the Chaos Light Pillar proves that Golden Horn’s bloodline purity is indeed extraordinary."

"The Demon Race seems to be retreating now, but we all know they haven’t used their true heritage. It seems this Golden Horn must be one of their foundations, nurtured early on."

"I wonder if the Supreme Mysterious Daoist Venerable has made further progress during this retreat."

"As long as the Supreme Mysterious Daoist Venerable keeps advancing, even if Golden Horn has the Ancestor Dragon Bloodline, he can still suppress him."

Although the Daoist Monarchs are all aware of Jiang Shu’s achievements, none of them would underestimate the Demon Race at this time.

The worried discussions of these Daoist Monarchs reverberated softly within the hall, their gazes involuntarily turning towards the leader’s seat.

Behind the large jade table, Purple Extreme Daoist Venerable sat solemnly, his expression calm as water.

He held a delicate cup, sipping slowly.

His gaze rested on the report, seeming to penetrate through the paper to see the distant depths of the Star Abyss, where a figure was being carefully nurtured as a "Supreme Treasure" by the Demon Race’s old monsters.

The Daoist Monarchs merely thought Jiang Shu was still in closed cultivation.

Only he and the Taiwu Sect Leader knew Jiang Shu had already ventured deep into the Demon Domain.

It seems this journey is indeed more dangerous than he imagined.

Purple Extreme Daoist Venerable’s expression remained serene; his cultivation as a Daoist Venerable is not considered extremely strong, having cultivated only to the Early Stage of the Mixed Cave Realm, with a slight edge.

Yet as Disciple Jiang Shu rose, the status of the True Martial Sect gradually increased.

He demonstrated absolute capability in commanding troops and handling affairs.

He possessed the intelligence network of the Human Clan and had long memorized most of the names of the young prodigies within the Demon Race.

But he had never heard of Golden Horn.

Could it be that this Golden Horn had always been deeply hidden by the Imperial Palace?

No doubt nurtured early by the Demon Lords.

Countless thoughts crossed his mind.

Just then, an extremely concentrated, penetrating wave of Divine Thought ignored the layers of restrictions on Qingtian Peak and precisely landed in the Sea of Consciousness of Purple Extreme Daoist Venerable.

This wave carried the unique Void Dao Rhyme of the Dao Yi Sect, peaceful yet undeniable.

Purple Extreme Daoist Friend, urgent news from the Demon Race Imperial Palace, the Dragon Clan’s newly emerged prodigy Golden Horn triggered the Ancient Mirror’s Chaos Phenomenon in the Starfall Abyss, labeled the arch-nemesis by Huang Ya Demon Venerable.

This matter has spread throughout the Demon Domain, morale has greatly increased.

Details are attached, I hope your sect will investigate thoroughly and prepare early.

This message was sent by the Supreme Sect Leader of the Dao Yi Sect.

Being a top sect of the Human Clan, the Dao Yi Sect’s intelligence network deeply infiltrates the Demon Domain.

The Imperial Palace’s flamboyant promotion was immediately captured and transmitted back by their secret lines.

The Dao Yi Sect Leader knew this matter was significant, especially concerning Jiang Taixuan, so he personally transmitted the message to Purple Extreme Daoist Venerable.

Purple Extreme Daoist Venerable’s hand holding the teacup paused ever so slightly.

The delicate touch of the rim was felt.

Beside him, the figure of Taiwu Daoist Venerable, clad in a Mystic Yellow Daoist Robe, silently appeared.

He naturally received the same news through his own channels.

He also harbored concerns for Jiang Shu.

However, neither of them had ever considered Golden Horn might be Jiang Shu.

After all, the Demon Race employs numerous techniques.

In terms of Artifact Refining, Alchemy, Talisman creation, and Great Arrays, they might not surpass the Human Clan.

But in the realm of bloodlines, their heritage spans even longer.

No way would they misjudge a bloodline.

If the Ancestor Dragon Bloodline truly becomes reality.

Once it grows, even Jiang Shu might not compare.

After all, they can all clearly know from the sect’s records just how powerful the former Ancestor Dragon of the Demon Domain had been.

Even the Daoist Masters of the Eight Great Sects back then dared not join forces against it!

Purple Extreme Daoist Venerable blankly lifted his eyelids. At this moment, he naturally could not express inner emotions.

He looked around at those tense and worried Daoist Monarchs in the hall, awaiting the highest directive. He softly uttered a word, his voice steady as a mountain, revealing no trace of emotion.

"Wait."

This word seemed to contain boundless fortitude.

As if the demonic Golden Horn labeled as an arch-nemesis by the Imperial Palace, evoking endless anticipation among the Demon Race, and the peerless Supreme Mysterious Daoist Venerable on their side, separated by countless stars, were all mere trivial matters to be calmly observed.

Purple Extreme’s gaze returned to the water surface in the teacup, looking at his reflection, calm and undisturbed.

Above the great hall, tension and anxiety still suffused as the Daoist Monarchs took deep breaths without continuing the discussion.

After all, compared to their understanding of the Supreme Mysterious Daoist Venerable.

None among them could compare to the master of the Supreme Mysterious Daoist Venerable.

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In the Starfall Abyss, Jiang Shu had already reached an agreement with Huang Ya.

The Ancient Star Residual Power and Earthly Muddy Qi began mercilessly grinding and scouring every body on the Starfall Platform like two torrential millstones.

The Ancient Star Residual Power surged hot like molten lava, the Earthly Muddy Qi icy as the Nine Nether Cold Flow—two horrifying forces opposite yet originating from the same source.

All the prodigies on the platform followed Huang Ya’s instructions, restraining Protective Magical Power and Divine Skills, confronting this enormous might with only their pure flesh.

Those who could come here, almost every prodigy, had already tempered their bodies to the extreme.

All could compare to Dao Artifacts cultivated by the Human Clan.

Some even exceeding them.

Yet even so, in an instant, the agony felt like millions of red-hot steel needles piercing every inch of muscle and bone, like cold chisels scraping the depths of the soul.

Not to mention these surrounding Demon Monarchs.

Despite Jiang Shu’s current Daoist Venerable Early Stage physique, he couldn’t help but let out a muffled groan.

His physique, though not yet fully cultivated, was already superior to most Peak Demon Monarch physiques.

But even so, stinging sensations began to surface.

Soon after, his skin surface was covered with dense cracks like a porcelain about to shatter, dark golden blood seeping out only to be evaporated by rampant energy, dissolving into a fine blood mist dispersed.

However, amidst this nearly tearing pain, Jiang Shu keenly detected a hint of anomaly.

The Ancient Star Residual Power was aggressive and fierce, impacting flesh barriers, but the deeper latent Earthly Muddy Qi carried a heavy decay and corroding force.

To Jiang Shu’s surprise, as this muddy Qi swept over his body and infiltrated flesh, it didn’t bring anticipated severe contamination and damage; instead, like a cool spring rinsing away sludge, it gently carried away some extremely minute, imperfections from his past cultivation and insignificant blemishes previously untended or unnoticed.

"Tsk..."

It seems his choice was right!

Penetrating the Demon Race was indeed where his opportunity lay.