The Daoist Venerable from True Martial Sect, though recently ascended to Chaos Hole Realm, has not fully grasped the Space Dao.
Only a small world has been established within his body.
Yet the power at the Daoist Venerable Realm is formidable; even a re strike seems to weave the Great Dao through the sky.
An ordinary Demon Monarch would turn to dust under his blow.
"Boom!"
However, the gaunt elder before him is no ordinary foe either.
A sound as if whispering in a lover’s ear erged, causing the True Martial Sect’s Daoist Venerable to stall montarily, allowing the gaunt elder to seize the opportunity, sneering aggressively, with hands like eagle claws aiming for the True Martial Sect’s Daoist Venerable’s chest.
That fox tail cos from a nearing Demon Venerable Peak expert, although still a distance from the strongest, it’s enough to leave the newly ascended Daoist Venerable montarily dazed.
Clang!
The Dan Fu Sect Elder, quick-eyed and swift, promptly took out a small bronze bell just the size of a palm and transford the Dao Rhy within into a hamr, fiercely striking it.
This small bell, though not large, resonated throughout the world, like a grand chi awakening the True Martial Sect Supre Elder, with a supre murderous intent surging in his eyes, punching out to completely block the gaunt elder’s attack.
"Thank you."
He turned around and said.
Without this small bell, he could have relied on his indestructible Dao Heart to recover, but inevitably would have been injured.
The Dan Fu Sect Elder bowed slightly, clasped his hands and smiled, "So it was Cangming Daoist Venerable in charge, you and I have not t in a thousand years."
This Cangming Daoist Venerable has lived for over ten thousand years, initially expected to remain at the Daoist Monarch of Vientiane Realm, surprisingly ascended to Daoist Venerable before reaching his end.
"Cangming..."
The elder from the Demon Sect, who has also lived for nearly ten thousand years, had heard of Cangming Daoist Venerable’s na, a monster with exceptional talent.
"This Desolate Dao of yours looks quite decent, my True Martial Sect happens to need the practice of this Dao, lend a view."
The words are polite yet exceedingly overbearing.
Cangming Daoist Venerable’s body trembled, unexpectedly displaying the aura of the orthodox Power Dao; although he hasn’t cultivated the Panwu Great Strength Dao Book, due to his high realm, his understanding of the Power Dao surpasses Jiang Shu, with his vital energy like a dragon, imdiately engaging in battle with the Demon Sect elder.
Lu Chong, calm amidst chaos, faced the white bone monsters of Vientiane Middle Stage unperturbed, even directing other sect disciples.
Zong Yue traversed the world, wielding the Supre Slaughter Sword, having just slain a Vermilion Bird, with his entire body exuding blood energy, seemingly more intimidating than these white bone monsters; yet upon closer inspection, a grand dignified aura was apparent, revealing he had not gone astray on the Slaughter Dao.
The Sword Qi spanning heaven and earth manifested, striking the white bone monsters, stirring waves of air, bone fragnts flying, leaving grim injuries.
"These white bone monsters only possess the Vientiane Middle Stage realm, without Spiritual Wisdom, there’s no need to be overly tense."
His voice spread.
Lu Chong raised his arm, lifting his magical treasure, leading hundreds of sect true inheritors forward, charging at the white bone monsters.
...
Within the Eternal Tower, Jiang Shu opened his eyes, forcefully spitting out a mouthful of dim blood; with each breath, streams of air shot out like arrows, accompanied by strands of dark red aura.
These were injuries from the last battle, driven out to prevent hidden wounds from manifesting.
Many strong practitioners accumulate countless hidden injuries over years of fighting, seemingly harmless until fierce combat or breaking realm causes them to explode, lightly damaging cultivation, severely inducing hysteria, leading to death and Dao dissipation.
This situation is not uncommon, even in the Eight Great Sects.
Jiang Shu’s physical body is robust, with deep foundations, bolstered by the Devouring Dao, capable of devouring dark injuries, thus unafraid of these issues.
Even so, Jiang Shu spent nearly a decade recovering to peak state.
The battle with the Demon Venerable Avatar left him exceedingly weak for a ti, unable to summon strength to replenish himself, forced to wait sowhat helplessly for his body’s self-recovery.
"Making such a commotion in the Chaotic Demon Sea, surely the Eight Great Sects should have heard of it."
"With the Demon Race halted due to a lack of resources for attack, it’s the optimal ti for the Eight Great Sects to counterattack decisively; seizing this chance might even allow them to penetrate the Chaotic Demon Sea, thus fully resolving my dangerous situation."
Jiang Shu muttered, previously sending Hu Yi to monitor the frontline battles.
Although what he learned were rely trivial details, from these, one could deduce that the Eight Great Sects steadied in advantage.
If his assumptions were correct, perhaps upon his next return, he would witness the major forces of the Eight Great Sects.
This way, the Chaotic Demon Sea would connect completely with the Endless Sea, reducing the pressure on himself considerably, it was ti to take care of other matters.
Jiang Shu’s thoughts stirred, pausing his cultivation, coincidentally noticing Luo Venerable’s ssage to him.
The Eternal Tower forms its own space, severing almost all information from entrants to prevent distraction during cultivation.
The only communication Jiang Shu retains is the channel through which Luo Venerable conveys ssages.
"Void Sea selection?"
"So soon?"
Jiang Shu’s pupils trembled, his gaze flickering with surprise.
re days ago, he discussed the Void Sea situation with Luo Venerable, saying it would open in about ten years or so, yet the ssage now suggests it will open much sooner.
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