"Boom!"
At the mont when the Demon Venerable Avatar realized this, the surrounding space, and even Jiang Shu not far away, disappeared like images in a mirror. What followed was a pain throughout his body, as if thousands upon thousands of tiny blades were cutting his flesh, intent on executing him by death through a thousand cuts.
Those shattered mirrors weren’t broken by his own hand; everything prior was his own illusion!
The Demon Venerable Avatar realized this suddenly, but it was already too late.
Jiang Shu appeared in front of the Demon Venerable Avatar and struck him with a punch.
The great technique revealed earlier drew inspiration from the Profound Turtle Demon Monarch who possessed the Ren Shui Dao. This was precisely the marvel of the Space Dao, assisted by the Soul Great Dao to hint the enemy into an illusion.
This insight was conceived over years in the Eternal Tower.
Today marks its first execution.
"Kill!"
The Demon Venerable Avatar was indeed full of bloodthirst; his eyes glead with a bloody hue. Ignoring his injuries, he once again threw the long spear in his hand.
This fierce spear transford into a blood dragon several thousand feet long in mid-air, spewing a filthy sea of blood aid to devour Jiang Shu.
Faced with this ultimate kill that could annihilate most Daoist Monarchs of the Vientiane Realm, Jiang Shu’s expression was without solemnity.
He was now completely different from before!
Behind him, twelve Great Dao Embryos twisted together, forming Great Dao Lock Chains, chains of order that adhered to Jiang Shu’s hand, launching a powerful fist seal.
Fizz!
As the sea of blood touched the fist seal, it sizzled, retreating successively, with the blood dragon behind it being hit and reverting to its spear form.
Jiang Shu stood in mid-air, his body covered in dense wounds, seeping black blood, clearly eroded by the Slaughter Dao within the spear. His eyes also had a tint of red, his breath unstable, chest heaving violently.
Yet, his form stood in the void like a Divine Mountain, akin to an unsheathed longsword pointing directly at the Demon Venerable Avatar.
"That’s all you’ve got."
The Demon Venerable Avatar, caught off guard by Jiang Shu’s illusion technique, was injured unexpectedly, his face pale. The hand holding the spear trembled, staring at Jiang Shu, the bloodthirst in his eyes no longer masked.
Through several battles, Jiang Shu could always recover from his injuries, but handling pressures from the Demon Venerable while searching for Jiang Shu’s trace ant at best he could only destroy a small settlent for replenishnt, leaving him in terrible condition with only seventy to eighty percent of his peak combat power.
Jiang Shu glanced at him without a word, rely wiped the blood from his mouth with an arm, then turned and walked away, completely unconcerned that the Demon Venerable Avatar might strike while his back was turned.
Furious at Jiang Shu’s disdain, the Demon Venerable Avatar’s mouth twitched uncontrollably. He ignited his Tao Fire, even enveloping his spear, launching a fierce attack to vent his frustration and anger, oblivious to the black aura entwining his Tao Fire.
Jiang Shu was waiting for him to lose his patience and attack first.
With gains co losses, the Heavenly Dao Laws.
The Demon Venerable Avatar supplented himself by devouring lives, at the cost of Slaughter Dao erosion destabilizing his mind.
Normally unnoticed, but during severe emotional turmoil, leads to his ntal collapse.
He is strong.
But ultimately, just an avatar!
While he possesses part of the Demon Venerable’s power.
He also has great flaws.
He retrieved the corpse of a Demon Race monarch he had already extracted all the Essence Blood from out of his dinsional sleeve and tossed it behind him, igniting its remaining Dao Rhy and setting the body afla.
"Boom!"
In this instant, no sound emanated, only crumbling space, with blood splashing, Qi and blood surging, and thousands of white-bone arms extending, forming a barrier blocking the Demon Venerable Avatar, deflecting an attack capable of killing an expert newly entering the Vientiane Late Stage.
What then caught his eye was a Big Handprint from Jiang Shu.
This handprint was so fast the Demon Venerable Avatar hadn’t sensed Jiang Shu’s approach, leaving him barely ti to raise his spear in defense.
Black cracks like cobwebs spread from their point of conflict, the Chaos Thunder Pool’s torrential lightning clashing again with the sea of blood, each tearing into the other, space turbulence swirling Dao Rhy fragnts, the Power Dao and Slaughter Dao eroding, forming a Great Dao grindstone, sparks flying under the shattered sky.
Within the sea of blood, Evil Qi ford a fierce blood dragon charging at the Thunder Pool, matching in it were armor ford of Heavenly Thunder, silently calling to slay the dragon.
The Swallowing Sky Mirror presided over the Thunder Pool, rising erratically, black light continuously erging, intertwining with Jiang Shu’s Devouring Dao, annihilating the omnipresent Evil Qi.
Below, the deep mountains cracked, boundless blood pouring endlessly.
Rivers flowed backward, overwhelming thunder resounded.
The sundered blood dragon lost its crimson glow, falling limply from the sky, the thunder armor perishing in their dragon-slaying endeavor, dead turning to thunder eroded by the sea of blood, its traces barely visible, threading into the Demon Venerable Avatar’s body, rapidly healing his wounds.
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