Chapter 1253: 667: Time Dao Imprint! Desolate Ancient Seal!

That is why, even when the Beast Taming Sect allied with the Demon Race, the other Seven Great Sects merely used alliance means to make them self-inspect and clear it out. Where the Daoist Master resides, the sect is immortal.

It’s just unknown whether the Daoist Master of Cang Mang Domain is stronger than the Saint of Star Ruins Realm?

Jiang Shu’s mind raced with countless thoughts.

He did not refuse, solemnly accepting the jade box with both hands.

The jade box felt warm in his hands, but the vast and ancient aura emitted from the paper within caused the World Tree Seedling inside his Mixed Cave Space to sway gently in resonance.

In an instant, the entire sheet appeared within his created world.

Lines of special Dao Yun spread out from it.

Jiang Shu could clearly feel that the world he created was growing at a visible speed.

It seemed like he could simply retreat and cultivate to keep progressing until he broke through a small realm!

At his current realm, intuition was almost never wrong.

Indeed, the heritage of the sect was immensely beneficial even to him, who had already ascended to Daoist Venerable.

Moreover, it’s likely because he was going deep into the Demon Domain.

The Supreme Sect Leader decided to present such a treasure.

Otherwise, such treasures should be given during his Mixed Cave Realm Middle Stage or even Late Stage.

To aid him in comprehending the Time Dao.

Instead of serving as a life-saving method now.

"Many thanks to the Sect Leader, many thanks to Master."

Purple Extreme Daoist Venerable still frowned.

"Shouldn’t we summon Daoist Venerables from other sects to go together?"

"Destroying the Great Array is not solely True Martial Sect’s responsibility. How can you bear it all?"

"No need."

Jiang Shu shook his head.

"It’s easier for me to act alone, concealing my aura."

"Too many people would become a burden and expose our movements."

"More importantly, the matter is too confidential. Although Daoist Venerables are the core of our Human Clan, who can guarantee there’s not someone friendly to the Demon Race among them? The longer the war endures, the more unpredictable human nature becomes."

"I alone have the means to ensure safety."

Jiang Shu’s words carried confidence.

That’s his usual style; in case of life-threatening danger, he can simply use Two Realms Shuttle to escape to Star Ruins Realm, but it’s quite inconvenient if carrying others.

"Alright then, go ahead."

Purple Extreme Daoist Venerable sighed, knowing it’s pointless to say more, and waved his sleeve, several treasures emanated from within.

These treasures all came from the world he opened within himself.

It’s the foundation of his Mixed Cave Realm.

"There’s nothing your Master can give you; this piece of jade soil is one of the cores of my self-world. It has the effect of stabilizing the world, and if truly injured, it can let you recover faster."

"This cluster of purple Qi formed after I achieved Great Success in Purple Extreme Dao."

...

The wind in Panhai City carried the salty sting of seawater and the distant cries from the Chaotic Demon Sea.

Jiang Shu stood at the center of the martial training ground, dressed in black robes, without armor.

Hundreds of elite cultivators from various sects lined up in silence at the edges.

Each of these cultivators had already reached the Nirvana Realm.

Before the war began, every one of them was at the True Monarch level.

At least an Elder of a sect.

But now, they have all been gathered together.

They are the backbone of the Human Race Alliance Army, summoned from various places to Panhai City, instructed personally by Jiang Shu, the Taixuan Daoist Venerable who managed to find some rare free time in cultivation practices and battlefield coordination techniques.

The announcement of this news prompted countless screenings across regions, eventually leading to the meticulous selection of these few hundred individuals.

"Your battle formation practice is too rigid."

Jiang Shu’s voice passed calmly, yet clearly into everyone’s ears.

He raised his hand, pointing to a reef area marked by formation arrays on the distant sea surface:

"Watch carefully."

Without any extra movements, his figure abruptly blurred, leaving several almost solid afterimages in place, while his body strangely appeared ten feet above the reef area.

The pupils of the cultivators below contracted.

Next, Jiang Shu’s left hand grasped in the air, twisting the small space above the training ground to a viscous halt, as if the air turned into a thick swamp.

His right hand sliced forward like a blade.

A gray Qi blade refined to the utmost, compressed without excess brilliance, silently cleaved out.

The solid rocks below sliced like butter under a hot knife, instantly forming a chasm that was bottomless, smooth as a mirror.

More frighteningly, the cut rock face began to crumble and become brittle at a speed visible to the naked eye, scattering into dust under the sea breeze.

Desolate Power!

But that’s not all.

The gray blade did not dissipate after slicing through the reef; instead, it flickered slightly, seeming to merge into the void’s vein, and in the next moment, it bypassed the afterimage left by Jiang Shu on the reef, precisely appearing three feet behind his initial standing position, deeply embedding into the ground.

Space Shifting attack!

"Space is alive."

"Though for you, the Space Dao remains impossible to comprehend, in the midst of battle, as long as you understand space more than the Demon Race, you hold greater hope for victory."

"Also, an extra chance for survival."

Jiang Shu’s voice echoed again, carrying a compelling force.

"Battle formations aren’t wooden stakes; you must learn to sense and utilize them."

"When facing Demon Monarch and even Demon Venerable opponents, sensing and using the environment’s spatial fluctuations is key to surviving chaotic battles."

"Strength is not just bravery; condense it to a point, shatter its critical point."

"This Divine Skill, derived from the Desolate Dao, is called the Desolate Ancient Seal."

"It can instantly draw Primordial Qi from nearby to subtly adjust the surrounding spatial fluctuations. By sensing this Divine Skill more, you may eventually comprehend the Desolate Dao and ascend to Daoist Monarch."

Jiang Shu’s voice was steady, pausing before continuing,

"Now, in groups of three, begin free form mock combat drills."

If he truly succeeds this time.

Then the war has nearly reached its conclusion.

And the closer it gets to the conclusion, the greater the chance of the Demon Race launching a counterattack.

Though he had advanced to Daoist Venerable, it is the continuous influx of cultivators that is the foundation of everything.

What he is doing today is also giving these individuals a greater chance at preserving life.

Of course, comprehending the Desolate Dao from the Desolate Ancient Seal remains extremely challenging.

Only true geniuses can achieve it.

Jiang Shu naturally would not expect them to truly grasp it; incorporating it into battle formation is already sufficient.

He refrained from saying more, slowly sitting at the edge of the training field like a reef, quietly observing the gradually boiling combat.

The roars of Divine Skills intertwined, as each Nirvana Realm cultivator attempted to integrate his concise words into real combat.

Although they all went through the Wind and Fire Tribulation.

They still appeared too clumsy in their understanding of space.

Jiang Shu’s gaze was calm as water, with slight ripples of Divine Thought emanating from him, subtly enveloping the entire field like an invisible web, silently recording every cultivator’s limits, potential, and reactions under the pressure of life and death.

For some Loose Cultivators, war is the ultimate trap, but it is also the path to heavenly opportunities.

In this team, there were several Loose Cultivators.

He had already spotted a few seedlings with good talent.

They might be drawn into the True Martial Sect’s camp.

Two hours later, with a simple gesture from Jiang Shu, the entire training ground fell silent instantly, everyone ceased their actions and gazed at him intently.

For Nirvana Realm cultivators, Jiang Shu’s presence was simply too dazzling.

Even surpassing the blazing sun above.

Before the war began, he was merely at Primordial Pill Realm.

In just a few years, he had ascended to Daoist Venerable!

"We shall end here today."

"In the next ten days, focus all efforts on comprehending the Desolate Ancient Seal."

He issued the most routine commands in a calm voice without any rousing speeches.

With a single step, he entirely disappeared from everyone’s sight.

Compared to the methods he taught.

This was the true application of the Space Dao!