Jiang Shu’s Desolate Star Halberd, Zhan Feng’s Iron Fist, and Zhan Yun’s Broken Axe simultaneously struck the sa point.
There were no flashy lights, only the purest explosion of power.
The space crevice shattered like a mirror, revealing the starlit normal cosmos behind.
Fresh Dao Rhy surged into the chest, making Zhan Feng unable to resist shouting aloud.
Being stifled in the space crevice for too long, the feeling of seeing sunlight again was intoxicating. But Jiang Shu suddenly pressed their shoulders and said:
"Let’s leave here first; the chanical Clan might have so tricks up their sleeves."
With their unique traits, the chanical Clan could manipulate tals to their advantage and were skilled at killing in secret, causing many strong individuals to suffer greatly here.
The trio transford into streams of light, fleeing towards distant Star Domains.
On the way, Zhan Yun frequently glanced aside.
When Jiang Shu flew, the gray hazy airflow around her body surprisingly repaired space cracks automatically, a Realm she had longed for within Space Law.
Half a day later, inside a Dead Star.
The naturally ford cave had a Formation set up casually by Zhan Feng, with a special Star Fla burning in the center.
This fla could burn without air, its warmth penetrating the Protective Dao Rhy of the Cultivators.
"Brother Jiang, try my cooking again."
Zhan Yun handed the roasted Star Beast at to Jiang Shu, eyes filled with unconcealable curiosity,
"When did Brother Jiang achieve a breakthrough? Last ti we parted, you were just at the Tenth Realm Late Stage."
Jiang Shu took the roasted at, the Taichu Dao Rhy inadvertently softening the overly hard texture.
"I had a great opportunity in the Land of Returning Ruins."
He brushed off his advancent experience lightly, then turned to ask,
"How did you end up confronting the chanical Mother?"
In principle, each person’s opportunity is their biggest secret, not even the closest would ask. But the Wind Cloud Pride siblings were familiar to Jiang Shu, knowing their direct and decisive nature, hence the question.
Zhan Feng took a swig of strong liquor, wiped his mouth and said, "We discovered a secret base of the chanical Clan within an ancient ruin, where they were mass-producing warfare machines integrated with Cultivation Law."
His fists inadvertently clenched, "You can’t even imagine what they’re doing; several geniuses were directly forged into the machines."
"I wondered why, with the chanical Mother’s Realm, she ca to this Deep Space Sea!"
"Originally thought she was here to recruit geniuses, didn’t expect her to use such a thod..."
Zhan Feng grumbled sullenly.
The campfire suddenly sparked, casting flickering shadows on Jiang Shu’s face.
He recalled the soul wavelength marking ntioned by the chanical Mother, feeling uneasy.
"Brother Jiang’s current strength..."
Zhan Yun hesitated for a mont but couldn’t help but ask,
"Could it be you are close to comprehending Space Law?"
The cave suddenly grew silent except for the crackling of burning stars.
This question is too sensitive; ordinary Cultivators wouldn’t rashly inquire about others’ cultivation secrets.
But Jiang Shu just smiled, a wisp of gray hazy airflow appearing on his fingertips.
"It’s not direct comprehension of Space Law, just deeper application of Taichu Law."
He let the wisp of airflow change shapes in his palm,
"All things begin in Chaos; I’m rely emulating the state when heaven and earth first opened."
Zhan Feng’s hand crushed the wine pot with a crack.
He certainly understood what this casual description ant.
Jiang Shu was walking a path far from ordinary cultivation, aiming to integrate the Three Thousand Dao into himself, attempting to recreate the world-shaping power of creation!
"No wonder, no wonder..."
Zhan Yun’s eyes lit up, seemingly comprehending sothing, then murmured,
"It’s said the Taichu Law was the first path when heaven and earth opened, and with Brother Jiang’s Power Law, perhaps truly shaping a real world is possible."
Jiang Shu suddenly looked up, his gaze sharp and piercing towards the dark starry sky outside the cave.
"Soone’s here."
Before his words landed, countless red dots lit up on the teorite belt on the Dead Star surface, like fireflies on a sumr night.
But all three knew these were the activated reconnaissance units of the chanical Clan.
"Truly lingering spirits."
Jiang Shu felt sowhat irritated, standing up, his Desolate Star Halberd already in hand at so unknown ti.
"This ti, it’s not just the Mother."
Zhan Feng cracked his knuckles, the Power Dao forming Dark Gold Battle Armor on his body.
"The Mother laid traps beside that Yin Yang Mysterious chanism, we barely entered when the bombardnt started, caught off guard, almost killed , now it’s their lives I demand for vengeance."
"Ti to stretch my limbs."
But Zhan Yun pressed her brother’s shoulder, gaze flaming as she looked at Jiang Shu.
"Brother Jiang, how about letting us lead the attack this ti?"
She swung the already restored Giant Axe in her hand.
"Want to test the Taichu state you ntioned earlier."
Jiang Shu paused, then comprehended with a smile. His palm divided the gray hazy airflow into two, silently rging into the Wind Cloud Brothers and Sisters’ foreheads.
"Careful, only three breaths’ ti."
Jiang Shu didn’t hold back, considering he also wished to consult the Wind Cloud Pride’s comprehension beyond Space Law, naturally he wouldn’t be stingy.
Outside the cave, the chanical army had completed encirclent.
At the forefront stood the chanical Mother, arms fully intact, behind her twelve chanical Commanders of varying styles, each exuding pressure no less than Tenth Realm Late Stage.
"Detecting high-energy reaction!"
The chanical Mother suddenly raised her hand to halt the troops,
"Target’s energy characteristics are mutating!"
But the Mother’s warning was too late; the Dead Star surface suddenly split open with two intersecting rifts, with red-gold axe light and dark-gold fist force soaring into the sky.
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