Above the red desert, the energy desolation has not yet fully calmed. The violent primordial qi rages like scattered tides, carving deeper and broader scars into the cracked earth.
The stone storm formed by the explosion of the Mystic Yellow Earth Dragon has gradually subsided, yet the terrifying heat wave that permeates the air, coupled with the residual Daoist rules turbulence that can tear apart ordinary Daoist bodies, all testify to the horror of the recent clash of the strongest.
The figure of Heaven-Burning Ancestor has long vanished into the depths of the fierce energy currents, leaving behind the desolation and the pungent Demon Venerable’s blood aura, silently narrating the hasty retreat of a Demon Venerable Late Stage powerhouse.
Heaven-Burning Ancestor actually retreated!
Evidently, the avatar of the Supreme Sect Leader is far from simple as Heaven-Burning Ancestor claimed.
With just one strike, it immediately fled!
Not daring to engage too much with the avatar of the Supreme Sect Leader.
"Hoo..."
Between heaven and earth, it seems dead silent.
Only the whistling gang wind of space continues.
In the deep pit, Jiang Shu slowly opened his eyes.
The gentle radiance emitted by the World Tree Seedling circulated around him unceasingly, like the softest stream, brushing across every inch of skin and flesh burned by the Heaven-Burning Divine Fire and torn by the Geng Metal Sharpness.
The invisible vortex formed by the Devouring Dao still slowly rotates, eroding the last trace of cold blood poison infiltrating his body.
The Creation Dao Rhyme operates at a deeper level, mending the nearly shattered Divine Soul Sea.
Covered in blood, his clothes tattered, the wound on his left shoulder pierced by the resentful strike of the Golden Roc had stopped bleeding, but the lingering Silent Death Aura clung like a leech, continuously delivering piercing pain, affecting each breath.
His face pale as gold paper, with only a fraction of his qi and blood remaining, his divine soul like a dried-up well, exhaustion pulling him like an abyss.
Yet he stood up. His posture remained upright, like a solitary peak in the desert, though scarred and battered, his spirit unbroken.
The Devouring Dao, like a funnel, crazily absorbed all surrounding energy, swiftly repairing Jiang Shu’s injuries.
At the edge of the pit, a simple boot stepped silently on the scorched ground.
The hem of a gray-green Daoist robe brushed the edge dust, without a trace of energy fluctuation, yet emanating an aura as heavy as a Divine Mountain, as vast as a boundless star sea, instantly smoothing the violent remaining turbulence at the pit bottom to mirror-like.
The Supreme Sect Leader of the True Martial Sect, Taiwu Daoist Venerable, stood with his hands behind his back.
His visage obscured by dust smoke, only his tranquil eyes visible, as if the battle that could change a region’s terrain and repel a top Demon Domain magnate was merely like brushing away a speck of dust from his sleeve.
Compared to the Demon Race, the Human Clan’s Dao Venerable, in cultivation, surpasses countless measures.
Especially beings like the Supreme Sect Leader, they have the opportunity to ascend to the Realm of Daoist Lord.
They remain at the Peak of Mixed Cave Realm only due to pursuing a new path.
An avatar at thirty percent strength is naturally stronger than an ordinary Daoist Venerable Late Stage.
"Can you still walk?"
Taiwu Daoist Venerable’s voice rang out, piercing space with crystal clarity, each word carrying the weight of a grand bell, steady and calm.
Jiang Shu took a deep breath, suppressing the rolling qi and blood in his organs, his voice slightly hoarse.
"Thank you, Supreme Sect Leader, for rescuing me."
"My injuries have not damaged the core."
Taiwu Daoist Venerable nodded slightly, without visible movement, an invisible yet mighty gentle force already supporting Jiang Shu.
The next moment, the scene shifted instantly, the scorched wasteland before them stretched into a blurred color ribbon, and upon focusing again, they were within familiar austere military tents’ atmosphere.
The command post of Human Clan in Split Stone City.
The massive stone hall didn’t collapse from previous tremors, instead appearing more solemn and dignified.
Inside, the spiritual energy was several times richer than before, clearly fortified by a high-rank Spirit Gathering Array, several weary yet sharp commanders were gathered around a large sand table in hushed discussion, Hong Yue among them.
When Taiwu Daoist Venerable’s towering yet restrained figure appeared at the great hall entrance, followed by Jiang Shu, who had changed clothes yet remained weak but stood straight, all discussions abruptly fell silent.
The Daoist Monarchs, who had reached the Vientiane Realm and had once dominated factions, raised their heads sharply, their eyes exploding with joy at seeing Jiang Shu.
Knowing that Jiang Shu had begun battling the Four Fierce Array, they had already received the news.
But such battles were beyond the intervention of these Daoist Monarchs, not to mention even Early Stage Daoist Venerables.
They could only hope for Jiang Shu’s safe escape.
Now, seeing Jiang Shu, there was an irreversible awe in their gazes, and they bowed uniformly in respect.
"Greetings, Taiwu Sect Leader!"
Daoist Venerable Hong Yue strode forward, tiger eyes wide open, immediately looking at Jiang Shu, relieved to see him in dire straits but with aura intact, his tension finally eased, and he solemnly cupped his hands towards Taiwu Daoist Venerable.
"Thank you, Taiwu Sect Leader, for your intervention."
Taiwu Daoist Venerable waved his hand casually, his gaze not lingering on the crowd, speaking calmly: "No worries, that Heaven-Burning fellow wished to ruin my True Martial Sect’s Dao seed, not considering his status and realm."
Then, he turned to Hong Yue: "Daoist Venerable Hong Yue, now that matters here are concluded, the subsequent defenses are fully entrusted to you, Jiang Shu will return to True Martial Sect’s camp with me."
Chapter 1230: 656: Triumph! Mystic Yellow Cloud Sea! Asking Dao Banquet! Congratulations to Jiang Taixuan!
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