Realm-Hopping Martial Master

War is the acquisition of interests, the reshuffling of powers!

Both the Human Clan and the Demon Race are acutely aware of this.

In this reshuffling, the once lurking Human Clan’s Demon Sect is almost completely annihilated.

Scattered demon cultivators have long since fled and are hiding, afraid to emerge.

Within the Demon Race, some smaller tribes with only a Demon Monarch have gradually merged into the larger tribes.

The Dragon Clan and Phoenix Clan, in this war, not only suffered minimal losses but also acquired a large amount of resources from smaller tribes.

If the Phoenix Clan does not make some sacrifices this time, the Dragon Clan may take more advantage in future resource competitions due to this favor.

Ao Qing looked at his offspring, whose aura was weak but gradually stabilizing within the Jade Marrow, and felt even more disdain towards the Heaven-Burning Ancestor.

Had it not been for the intervention of the Heaven-Burning Demon Lord,

his offspring might have received more resources from the Emperor Palace, although the realm would only be at the Demon Venerable Early Stage.

But the treasures in hand and the increase in combat power might have been more significant.

Even if he lost to Jiang Shu, he wouldn’t have ended in such a state.

What a pity...

He suppressed his emotions and focused all his efforts on continuously infusing the Nirvana True Flame.

The gold-red fire line of the True Flame and the blood-colored energy flow of the Great Array below slowly intertwined within the body of Golden Horn, fighting against the troublesome abnormal power, and a faint trace of new flesh wriggled laboriously at the charred wound edges.

Meanwhile, Jiang Shu had already returned to the Chaotic Demon Sea.

Changes had already begun to appear in the Chaotic Demon Sea.

Eight giant war islands were floating in the air.

They formed an array, surrounded by Dao light, with multiple restrictions.

On each major war island, there was a Major Sect force.

This was the Human Race’s Eight Great Sects establishing their headquarters in the Chaotic Demon Sea, forming a rough prototype.

Although Jiang Shu and Golden Horn had a fierce battle, the injuries on his body were merely a disguise.

To recover truly would only take a few breaths.

Even the injuries brought by the Heaven-Burning Demon Lord had almost fully healed after several months of recuperation and the scouring of the World Tree Origin.

The few internal traces were completely suppressed by his strong Chaotic Life Force.

He donned his emblematic robe, his aura condensed and restrained, his Dao Rhyme harmonious and flawless, surpassing the past, and he stepped into the extremely magnificent True Martial Island and True Martial Hall located in the center of the island.

Outside the hall, the dome appeared like the boundless starry sky, numerous stars shimmering and moving, exuding an ancient and mysterious charm.

The news of Jiang Shu’s return spread, and one after another, streaks of light flew out from the other seven major islands.

Soon, a special world formed in the entire Void.

The Eight Great Sects’ thrones, refined from different Divine Materials, were arranged in a semicircle pattern, symbolizing the supreme authority of today’s Human Race’s Eight Great Sects.

Except for the Beast Taming Sect, which had pledged allegiance to the Demon Race early on, reshuffled internally and re-elected a new Supreme Sect Leader, resulting in somewhat insufficient strength.

The remaining seven figures were all the Supreme Sect Leaders of the respective sects.

However, only the True Martial Sect’s Taiwu Daoist Venerable was present in person.

The others were all mental projections.

Taiwu Daoist Venerable himself sat at the main seat, his face calm, his eyes seemingly encompassing the birth and death of the cosmic universe.

In the central area, the Xuan Ming Daoist Venerable of the True Martial Sect, the Xingshu Daoist Venerable of the Douxing Sect, and the Phecda Daoist Venerable of the Dao Yi Sect, who were involved in the attempted assassination in the Shattered Star Domain, were all standing solemnly in front.

The Xuan Ming Daoist Venerable’s face still showed a hint of frustration for not having killed Golden Horn in the cradle.

"Please be seated."

The voice of the Taiwu Daoist Venerable was calm as he spoke first.

"Supreme Mysterious Daoist Venerable."

The other seven Sect Leader projections nodded slightly in greeting, their voices varying—from aged, to righteous, to indifferent.

Though Jiang Shu did not head a sect, nor was his cultivation sufficient, his remarkable combat achievements and potential had long qualified him for the attention of various Sect Leaders.

His realm, although merely at Mixed Cave Realm Middle Stage, held such a strategic position that even surpassed some of the Mixed Cave Realm Late Stage cultivators.

It could even be said that some Daoist Venerables who had merely entered the Mixed Cave Realm Late Stage might not necessarily be able to match Jiang Shu in a magic battle.

The gazes of the Supreme Sect Leaders, though calm, each carried a unique flavor.

They all knew Jiang Shu’s growth trajectory with distinct clarity.

It can be said that from a mere mortal, he had ascended to become a Daoist Venerable in such a short time.

The opportunities involved were undoubtedly grand.

It was a pity, this one had already aligned with the True Martial Sect.

The projection of the Dao Yi Sect Leader, when falling upon Jiang Shu, seemed to carry a deeper meaning compared to others.

Before the war, the Dao Yi Sect could be said to be the leader of the Eight Great Sects.

Even the True Martial Sect was more than just a line apart from the Dao Yi Sect.

The foundations of the lower-ranked sects, even if combined two or three, could not surpass the Dao Yi Sect.

But as the war progressed, Jiang Shu’s name grew more prominent, and among the Eight Great Sects, many had already turned their gaze towards the True Martial Sect.

Some even bet on the future of the True Martial Sect.

"I’ve seen the various Sect Leaders, and the three Daoist brothers."

Jiang Shu seemed unconcerned with the attention upon him.

He bowed and calmly swept his gaze across the hall.

"It is good that the Supreme Mysterious Daoist Venerable is well."

The projection of the Dao Yi Sect Leader spoke, his voice rich and warm.

"The details of the battle in the Shattered Star Domain have been roughly reported by Xuan Ming and the others."

"I have only one question, can the Golden Horn of the Demon Race truly contend with you head-on?"

His tone was calm, quietly awaiting Jiang Shu’s response.