Realm-Hopping Martial Master

One after another, the lights flowed wantonly, endlessly filling the surrounding space rifts, mending the heavens and earth.

At this moment, the Heaven Puppet Sect Leader not only had to endure the backlash of the power of heaven and earth rejection, but also had to barely support this piece of world fragment.

Even for a peak-level Daoist Venerable like him, it was extremely difficult, leaving him unable to manage more than one task at a time.

"Supreme Mysterious Daoist Venerable, hurry!"

"Okay!"

Jiang Shu didn’t dare to get too distracted, simply nodding.

His own power was rapidly draining, pouring into that World Tree.

At this moment, the branches of that Jianmu seedling had already retracted about eighty percent, with only the last twenty percent remaining in space.

"We must hurry."

Jiang Shu sat in front of that Jianmu, raised his hand, pressed it against the bark like dragon scales, and his True Yuan surged into it.

"Hua!"

"Hua!"

"Hua!"

The leaves exuding a pale yellow aura gently swayed, as a rich atmosphere emerged, continuously being refined by Jiang Shu.

Perhaps because of Jiang Shu’s active influence or the World Tree’s assimilation, this Jianmu vaguely followed Jiang Shu’s will, accelerating its root extraction.

After nearly a hundred breaths, the Jianmu completely retracted its roots.

Then it transformed into a stream of light, surprisingly burrowing directly into Jiang Shu’s mixed cave space.

With the collapse of the final pillar, this piece of miniature world fragment started to fall apart entirely, fragment by fragment.

"Go."

Feeling the Jianmu within his own body was unharmed.

Jiang Shu’s eyes brightened, immediately speaking!

Together with the Heaven Puppet Sect Leader, they exerted their full strength, forcefully resisting the power of heaven and earth rejection, heading towards a space rift.

The Power Dao erupted, a terrifying immense power flooding out mightily, forcibly tearing apart a space rift.

The two of them broke through, directly leaving this impending-destruction world fragment along that space rift.

In just the blink of an eye, Jiang Shu and the Heaven Puppet Sect Leader returned to the world outside the previous world fragment.

And at this moment, they also watched as the fragments of that world began to collapse continuously, shrinking towards the center.

Simultaneously, a massive amount of the power of heaven and earth rejection surged inside, seemingly instinctively drawn by the destruction of the world, attracting these black undercurrents.

But in just a breath, before their eyes, that space fragment abruptly shattered!

Simultaneously, due to the destruction, the structured power of heaven and earth rejection became much thinner, and Jiang Shu and the Heaven Puppet Sect Master both breathed a sigh of relief, setting up their own Dao Fields to protect themselves.

Without much hesitation, the two immediately turned and left.

The commotion here was too large, who knows if it would attract more Demon Race powerhouses.

It’s known that the Demon Race’s Emperor Palace still hovered above the sky.

The two immediately departed, heading towards the place where the Bronze Gate was located.

...

Meanwhile, within the Emperor Palace, a gaze was slowly retracted.

That gaze originated from the deepest part of the Emperor Palace, nurturing a potent Great Dao aura.

It was as if a path of the universe’s primordial realm personally descended, vast and boundless, yet resembling a facet of the Heavenly Dao.

In that endless Great Dao, a figure could be vaguely seen.

That towering and majestic figure slowly withdrew his gaze, sighing with a whisper.

"So it’s a fragment of a battlefield once left behind?"

"I wonder what exactly is buried within that little world fragment."

The figure slowly shook his head, his voice ancient and ethereal, as if echoing the response of all things in heaven and earth.

In the depths of this Emperor Palace, one Demon Venerable after another stood respectfully, worshiping that figure.

Evidently, the only one who could be worshiped and revered so highly by the Demon Venerables is that Phoenix Clan’s Demon Lord.

That existence who had reached the end of the Great Dao slowly lowered his gaze, then looked towards the heavens and earth, where a True Dragon was charging recklessly with extreme dominance.

Ao Qing!

Amidst the space pervasive in the city of the heavens, Ao Qing continued his domineering actions, accompanied by a Demon Venerable.

The one considered the hope for the Dragon Clan’s future, Golden Horn.

Golden Horn now took on a half-human, half-dragon form, his body covered in brilliant golden scales, moving safely within the Dao Field opened by Ao Qing.

And behind Ao Qing, the other Demon Venerables rose into the air, following Ao Qing as they broke through the sky.

Ao Qing, one of the strongest below the Daoist Master of the Dragon Clan.

Apart from his own descendants, how could he let anyone else get close to him?

And now, these Demon Venerables were incredibly fast.

The surrounding power of heaven and earth rejection surged towards them, trying to infiltrate their bodies and minds.

However, a layer of golden light akin to a great sun blocked the toxicity of heaven and earth, forcefully repelling these elements.

Thus, the power of heaven and earth rejection could not pose much hindrance to these Demon Venerables.

And the reason was the golden scale on Ao Qing, so different yet so striking.

This dragon scale came from a Demon Lord of the Dragon Clan!

If the Demon Lord acted personally, it would naturally invite the heaven’s backlash.

But now, Ao Qing only held the dragon scale.

With the dragon scale’s blessing, he was already the strongest among Demon Venerables.

The Dao Field he opened naturally isolated the power of heaven and earth rejection here.

They moved swiftly, traversing thousands of miles in an instant.