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Suddenly, a storm erupted from the Dantian. Under Jiang Han's command, this Divine Realm was directly projected, transforming the void into reality and manifesting in the physical world. Within the Divine Realm stood the Sky-Soaring Divine Tree, its branches lush and vibrant, with every leaf basking in the brilliance of the sun's path. Its magnificent form undoubtedly occupied the absolute central position in this space.
If it weren't for the array's internal folding technique that expanded far beyond the surface area, this small area of a hundred square meters could never fully accommodate the silhouette's presence. Jiang Han donned a silver-white Dao Robe, its cuffs embroidered with golden edges, resembling a divine king's robe. Within a three-meter radius around him, an aura of profound mystery enveloped him.
"Immortal Divine Kingdom!" Jiang Han exclaimed in a low voice. With this step forward, he achieved half a step into the Youngshen Realm, touching upon its threshold. In contrast, half a step into Supreme Level Martial Arts with the Imperial Seal Technique would once it broke through to the Destruction of the Youngshen Realm, give rise to a Divine Kingdom within his Purple Mansion.
Within this Divine Kingdom, the Primordial Spirit Embryo governs the laws, capable of suppressing myriad paths and pulling opponents into his Divine Kingdom to forcibly subdue enemies of the same Realm. Jiang Han was overjoyed; this was a trump card that would allow him some means to contend against powerful adversaries in the Youngshen Realm.
Of course, such means could only be attempted against those below the Youngshen Realm. To think he could use this to deal with True Martial Realm experts would be utterly fanciful!
True Martial Realm, also known as the World Master, is said to possess the ability to create and shape worlds.
While some of these claims may be exaggerated, the existence of secret realms spanning dozens or even hundreds of miles has already been confirmed. If an ordinary True Martial Realm expert could successfully cultivate this ability, they could embark on the path of becoming a deity through their inner world, continuously expanding it and harvesting the faith and willpower of all beings in the world, which would surely yield great benefits.
"Boom!"
Jiang Han clenched his fist and suddenly struck towards the light cocoon.
Crack, crack, crack.
At first, the sound was faint, but it quickly intensified like popping beans, and then the entire light cocoon shattered with a loud bang.
"My strength has at least tripled, and my power has nearly doubled. More importantly, I have finally touched the threshold of Youngshen Realm!"
Just as he was about to step in, a terrifying wave of True Qi surged from behind him.
Instinctively, he turned back, retreating and sidestepping.
"Bang!"
A small arrow imbued with a strong sense of sorrow suddenly shot out from his side, piercing through a statue.
Even though Jiang Han was mentally prepared and responded in time, the sleeve of his embroidered gold-trimmed Dao Robe was still torn off.
"One-eyed Dragon, who are you?!"
Jiang Han's inner fire was ignited, and he spoke with anger. He couldn't recall having any grievances with the other party, yet they approached him with a deadly intent. How could they use the fire of life to ignite the sorrow in his heart? If this continued, he would surely become a mindless killing machine!
Upon hearing this, Liu Qianhuan's expression twisted even further. His already terrifying face seemed to writhe as if infested with venomous insects, and the only remaining shadowy eyeball widened in fury. "You killed my sworn brother, and you still dare to ask who I am?"
As he spoke, he took a step forward, his entire being seemingly ablaze. He bent down to draw his bow again. "Since you want to know so badly, I'll send you to hell, and you can ask the King of Hell yourself!"
When Liu Qianhuan mentioned hell and the King of Hell, he was not referring to the Underworld that existed in Zongwu's world but rather to the mythical realm where the dead return.
"You're insane!"
Seeing that he couldn't extract any information, Jiang Han decided not to delay any longer. "In that case, I'll take you down first. I want to see where your confidence in seeking revenge comes from!"
As soon as he finished speaking, his figure had already moved ten zhang away. The coverage area of the Sad Little Arrow was indeed vast, but unless it directly hit its target, it would only cause minor trouble for a martial artist of Jiang Han's caliber.
At the same time, a fist struck out as if coming from all directions, completely sealing off Liu Qianhuan's escape route.
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