Hundreds of afterimages merged into one, the Taichu Law traced the source along the bone spikes and counterattacked.

Dragon scales on Ao Jin's chest suddenly exploded, the splattering scales coalesced into a blood-colored Eight Trigrams in midair, barely resisting the erosion of the Law.

The Yin-Yang fish at the center of the Eight Trigrams was actually two mini flood dragons biting each other's tails, now emitting a dying screech.

The sea domain suddenly sank a thousand feet, the Dragon Ball in Ao Jin's palm collapsed into a pitch-black point.

The gravity increase caused ice crystals to form beneath Jiang Shu's feet.

This was a phenomenon of the air being compressed to the extreme!

The Xuanwu phantom in the Four Symbols Battle Formation exploded with a bang, and elders of the True Martial Sect were bleeding from all seven orifices, their Lifebound Treasures showing web-like cracks.

Buzz!

The Qiankun shook.

Thousands of Dao Rhythms were spinning, suppressed by Jiang Shu until they couldn't lift their heads, a punch was thrown and shattered this solid space, it seemed like between heaven and earth, there was only this person, this fist.

Qi Swallowing Vientiane Fist!

This was one of Jiang Shu's strongest killing moves, nurtured for a long time, intending to integrate all his Great Dao understandings, finally forming into an unprecedented power during this time.

The fist light was peerless, unstoppable.

"Kill!"

With Jiang Shu's explosive shout, the Chaos Thunder Pool began to pour down, Thunder Chains attached themselves to his arm.

What a powerful punch!

A look of panic appeared in Ao Jin's eyes, quickly raising the Dragon Pearl Territory.

But it was like an ant trying to stop a chariot, dissolved upon collision, then shattered by a punch.

The Profound Black Dragon Scale Armor on Ao Jin fell off piece by piece, exposing the heart's Reversed Scale.

The scale was covered with Sacrifice Runes, frantically drawing from the Earth Vein of the Ten Thousand Demon Island.

The entire island began to sink, countless Demon Beast skulls emitted bloody souls pouring into the Reversed Scale.

"A hundred thousand soldiers and armor, you forced me to..."

Ao Jin's roar was mixed with dragon roars, nine layers of blood-colored dragon shadows emerged behind him.

Each descending dragon shadow made Jiang Shu feel a mountain of ten thousand tons pressing on his spine.

The most terrifying was that the seventh dragon shadow actually held a half-open Bronze Coffin, the breath from its seams made the Desolate Star Halberd tremble violently!

Jiang Shu bit his tongue, spurting essence blood, the blood beads drew an ancient character for "forgiveness" in the void.

The bottom of the Chaos Thunder Pool suddenly opened a giant pupil, reflecting the countless imprisoned blood and flesh under the Ten Thousand Demons City, they mingled together, forming one pair of giant pupils full of hatred, just one glance caused an indescribable discomfort.

The next moment, an invisible soul-shaking power emitted from it, like a multitude of hateful curses rushing towards Jiang Shu.

The moment the curse sound entangled the halberd, Jiang Shu's arms' muscles and tendons suddenly swelled three times, under his skin appeared dragon-scale-like Dao Patterns.

Clang!

The halberd tip and the curse sound collided, creating circular ripples.

Within three hundred miles, all coral reefs instantly turned to dust, the space at the center of battle began to shatter like a mirror.

Ao Jin was horrified to discover that the demon text on the coffin was fading.

The Taichu Law was actually wearing down this Dragon Clan forbidden device!

When the ninth dragon shadow dissipated, Ao Jin suddenly tore off his spine.

The stark white Dragon Spine swelled in the wind, transforming into a bone whip covered with spikes.

At the moment the whip tip cast out a sonic boom cloud, a wailing of thousands of resentful spirits echoed from deep within Blood Prison Island.

Those Demon Beast souls sacrificed were now all transformed into Soul Devouring Poison Fire!

Jiang Shu formed a Supreme Treasure Seal with his left hand, his right hand holding the halberd pierced into his own shadow.

A skeletal hand wrapped in Chaotic Qi abruptly reached out from the shadow, grabbing the Soul Devouring Poison Fire and stuffing it into the Thunder Pool.

This was Ao Jin's Chang Ghost, attempting to ignite Jiang Shu's Chaos Thunder Pool.

The Light of Annihilation resulting from the collision between Devouring Dao Rhyme and Taichu Dao peeled off his right half's flesh completely, revealing Glazed Bone glimmering with starlight.

Ao Jin's methods were too bizarre, not at all like the Strongest Race's

At the life-or-death juncture, a vertical pupil suddenly split open on Jiang Shu's forehead.

In the pupil was not Ao Jin, but the Taichu Cosmic deep within the Returning Ruins!

A gray tributary followed the gaze, injected into the fist peak, Ao Jin's Protective Dragon Gang melted like spring snow, the fist peak pierced through the Reversed Scale without obstruction.

"Break!"

Ao Jin grinned ferociously as he self-detonated his left arm, the flesh condensed into a blood-colored Dragon Boat in the void.

His damaged Primordial Spirit leapt into the boat, actually utilizing the Power Dao on Jiang Shu's fist to escape.

The dragon blood spilled along the way turned into crimson thorns, diverting the pursuing Chaotic Thunder Fire into the abyss of the sea.

A hoarse roar echoed from the seabed, sound waves shaking the sea surface into a hundred-foot-high water wall.

Jiang Shu stared at the collapsing ring of destruction, suddenly the Phoenix carving on the Desolate Star Halberd opened its eyes, the Nirvana Fire it breathed tore a path through the gray mist.

He reached out, grabbing from the remains of the Demon Venerable a wisp of dark golden light flow, within the light, Dragon-shaped Dao Patterns swam.

"This is..."

The Purple-robed Elder looked at the stream of light with rapid breathing, the compass needle in his sleeve spinning furiously.

"The remnant soul of an extremely ancient Dragon Clan strongest."

Jiang Shu pressed the stream of light into the halberd, the Returning Ruins Patterns were immediately dyed with gilded luster.

Dragon scale-like patterns emerged on the halberd shaft, with miniature star rivers faintly flowing within.

He crushed a Coral Demon attempting to ambush with a stomp, the sticky fluid on his shoe sole was instantly vaporized into blue smoke by the Devouring Dao Rhyme.

The sea breeze, carrying the scent of blood, swept over the battlefield, the burning island debris standing like torches stabbed into the heart of the Demon Race.

The True Martial disciples were cleaning up the battlefield, wherever the sword light passed, the Demon Beast eggs embedded in rocks burst one after another, the splattered embryos struck by lightning before they hit the ground, turning to charcoal.

The Thunder Shock Daoist Monarch sheathed his double blades in the molten Mystic Iron Chains, the Thunder Liquid flowed along the chain's patterns, purifying the remaining Demon Race resentment into wisps of white smoke.

"Deputy Sect Master, this place has been completely cleared by us."