Realm-Hopping Martial Master

He was breathing heavily, beads of cold sweat forming on his forehead, his voice carrying a trace of weakness and instability.

"Ancestor, Golden Horn was reckless..."

"The Ancestor Dragon bloodline suddenly boiled, completely uncontrollable..."

He hunched over, gasping for breath, appearing as if his power was out of control and excessively exhausted, a manifestation of the difficulty in controlling the Ancestor Bloodline.

Heaven-Burning Ancestor’s pupils flickered intensely as he stared intently at the Dragon Clan youth before him, who seemed exhausted yet was full of unknown potential.

The will of the Ancestor Bloodline was too real, too ancient, too domineering, perfectly explaining all anomalies.

He wanted to delve deeper, but his chaotic mind instinctively rejected the discomfort brought by the impact of that will.

The most critical thing is, he had no time left.

The order from the Emperor Palace was very clear, it must be done with all his might to help this child achieve the rank of Demon Venerable!

The terrifying pressure exuding from Heaven-Burning, which could freeze the very air, slowly receded like a tide, leaving behind an unfathomable coldness.

The doubts in his eyes were not completely erased, yet they were covered by a layer of icy indifference.

Perhaps, he was overthinking it after all.

"So be it."

Heaven-Burning Ancestor’s voice regained its hoarse metallic quality, devoid of any emotional fluctuation.

"Since you are of the Dragon Clan, bearing this destiny, I shall lay the foundation for you."

"Relax your mind, do not resist."

As the words fell, Heaven-Burning fell silent.

His seated figure in the center of the stone platform suddenly became blurry, raising both hands, ten fingers moving quickly in a trajectory defying common sense, forming an incredibly complex pitch-black Dharma Seal.

The surrounding space resonated with it.

Threads of Space Power descended as if from the heavens, surging around Jiang Shu.

Meanwhile, the entire cavern seemed to come alive!

The walls of the passageway blazed with light from countless treasures.

Each treasure, like a star, radiated treasure light, shooting from all directions towards the stone platform, connecting to Heaven-Burning.

On the surface of the stone platform, ancient array patterns interwoven with countless talismans were instantly activated.

Buzz!

A power that made the soul feel sticky and cold descended abruptly.

This was not mere demonic power, but a combination of Heaven and Earth Primordial Qi and Demon Domain Demon Energy, the core Array Hub power of the Ten Thousand Spirits Casting Venerable Array, combining countless essences of blood, Earth Vein, and fate!

These source energies, like viscous dark red magma, were extracted invisibly from the void, converging to form countless streams of dark red energy rushing towards Jiang Shu sitting at the core array position in front of the stone platform, as if with absolute law guidance, ignoring space barriers.

Jiang Shu’s body suddenly tensed.

"Ugh!"

A suppressed groan burst from deep within his throat.

If Jiang Shu could unleash his current Mixed Cave Realm Middle Stage strength, using his inner world to endure.

Such power would naturally be easy to bear.

But now, in front of Heaven-Burning Demon Lord, he had to perfectly conceal his original realm.

His realm was merely Demon Lord Late Stage.

At this level, the energy torrent was too domineering, even with his divine sense he could barely control it.

The sticky cold sensation, as if billions of wronged souls shrieking with resentment and hatred mixed with the most turbid negative aura in heaven and earth, struck directly into his limbs and torso, trying to tear apart every inch of his flesh and crush every strand of his divine soul.

His skin was instantly covered with fine cracks, like porcelain about to shatter.

The golden dragon scale phantom flickered violently beneath his skin, struggling to withstand the destructive barrage.

Bones moaned under the unbearable weight, and his soul was as if pierced repeatedly by billions of cold needles.

Any true Demon Lord Late Stage would have lost their mind, and their demon body would have crumbled at this point.

However, beneath this bone-penetrating pain, deep in Jiang Shu’s eyes, there was instead a frightening clarity and excitement!

He had interacted with the Ten Thousand Spirits Casting Venerable Array for some time, even breaking several of the array’s hubs, but even his master, Purple Extreme Daoist Venerable, didn’t really know what the array looked like when it operated.

As the saying goes, know yourself and know your enemy, and you will emerge victorious in every battle; Jiang Shu wanted to take this opportunity to glimpse the essence of the array.

Just as the viscous, cold "Ten Thousand Spirits Origin Energy" mixed with countless negative thoughts was about to breach his body’s defenses and invade his meridians and organs, the avenues Jiang Shu comprehended began to operate within.

Desolate Power surged first, and wherever it passed, the endless will of resentment, fear, and curses infused in the Ten Thousand Spirits Origin Energy torrents, like snow in the sun, were instantly dissolved.

They were crudely and completely annihilated, transformed into the most primordial essence and Dao rhyme, infusing Jiang Shu’s flesh.

Next, they seemed to find a bottomless black hole, drawn by an irresistible terrifying suction into his every pore, every aperture, every drop of blood.

Devouring Dao, like a greedy giant mouth, frantically bit into the oncoming torrents, rejecting none.

The cracks on the surface did not expand but were instead slowly repaired by the golden flowing light, which was his simulated Dragon Qi, interspersed with the essence of Ten Thousand Spirits Origin refined by the Devouring Dao.

Creation Dao followed closely, operating wildly.

Under the sorting and reconstruction of the Creation Dao, the chaotic energy from billions of living beings, with structurally imperfect and conflicting parts stripped away, was reformed into the purest, most original, surging Yuan Power that could perfectly merge with Jiang Shu’s flesh and divine soul.

This pure Creation Yuan Power partly merged into his flesh and bones, while the majority poured into the nascent world within him.

The phantom of the World Tree received nourishment unprecedented before.

Its trunk, just over a foot high, greedily absorbed this energy that was a hundred times more magnificent and pure than the essence of the stars in the Demon Domain, slowly and steadfastly growing taller and thicker at a visible rate.

Young branches began to spread, and on the bare treetops, one, two... three and a half transparent young leaf phantoms, flowing with chaotic hues and seemingly embossed with the cosmic star map imprints, quietly congealed and birthed like morning dew.

Every budding young leaf seemed to open a small world within the Mixed Cave Space, where initial rules were incubated, and the Five Elements Chaos intertwined, exuding more powerful space attraction and stabilization power.

Jiang Shu’s own cultivation did not advance, but his understanding and control of various Dao laws, especially the origin rules of "Devouring" and "Creation," as if someone lifted the final veil before his eyes, became unprecedentedly clear and intimate.

This should be the effect of the array; it truly is a miraculous array that could make the Demon Race gamble everything on it.

Simultaneously, the aura belonging to Golden Horn on Jiang Shu’s surface, like flames doused in boiling oil, suddenly soared!

The barrier of the Demon Lord Late Stage, already infinitely close to the threshold of Demon Venerable, was instantly overwhelmed under the external influx of vast Ten Thousand Spirits Origin Energy, swiftly breached.

"Ang!"

A clear, high-pitched dragon’s roar, piercing through Jiuxiao, suddenly burst from Jiang Shu’s mouth.

This dragon’s roar contained ancient, pure, unparalleled domineering Dragon Might!

His clothes were instantly torn apart by the raging demonic power, revealing his muscular upper body.

The golden dragon scale phantom was no longer flickering but completely manifested into reality.

Scales, seemingly forged from pure gold and bronze, flowing with brilliant runic light, instantly covered his entire body, perfectly integrating with his surface muscles, showcasing a primordial beauty of power and majesty perfectly fused.

The dragon horns on his forehead exploded with golden light, twisting and entwining, growing over twice in length, with natural mysterious thunder marks surfacing, representing the external manifestation of the Five Elements Chaos Thunder Tribulation power.

A majestic, ancient Primordial aura of Demon Venerable pressure, centered around him, aggressively spread!