Chapter 1105: Chapter 594: Breaking Through the 8th Floor of the Eternal Tower Again! (Part 2)

"The Space Spirit born from the Deep Space Sea is extremely dangerous, and its nature is unpredictable. There may even be a risk of backlash."

"Why spend so much to cultivate it?"

This was originally a very important secret, but now that Ming Wuya is deeply bound with the Doomsday Sect, there is nothing that can’t be said.

"Once this embodiment of the Law Origin is born, it instinctively supplements itself by devouring other powerful beings, thus achieving evolution."

"Of course, swallowing this Space Spirit can also bring considerable benefits, but it itself is formed from the law, naturally comprehending the Space Law, comparable to Venerables. Its progress in the Venerable Realm can be described as advancing by leaps and bounds."

"We just need to pull it into our camp, and when it’s no longer useful, sacrifice it. We might even see a path to sainthood."

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After the events in the Deep Space Sea, Jiang Shu gained significantly, and he is now at the Peak of the Tenth Realm. His understanding of the Space Law is far superior to his peers, truly a man known by the world.

At this moment, Jiang Shu sits cross-legged on a small star, with two streams of breath like wandering dragons inhaling and exhaling through his nostrils, the vast energy and Dao Rhymes circulating, strengthening his body and foundation.

After a moment, Jiang Shu opened his eyes, looking toward a distant portal, and slowly exhaled.

"The Eighth Floor, it’s time to check it out."

As Jiang Shu’s realm gradually advanced, he also began to realize why the Eternal Tower is regarded as one of the three great cultivation holy lands.

It is not only the hundred-fold time flow within the Eternal Tower but also the clones inside which align perfectly with one’s own path.

"Among three people, one must be my teacher."

Cultivators walking different paths can exchange insights to enhance their cultivation, and even more so with clones that walk the same path and are a notch above.

However, during the process of advancement, Jiang Shu also feels immense pain.

Recollecting the previous experience of breaking through the Eighth Floor and nearly having his physical body shattered, Jiang Shu does not feel fear but takes a deep breath and steps into the portal.

Upon stepping into the portal of the Eighth Floor, the space in front of Jiang Shu suddenly twists, as if grasped and violently squeezed by an invisible giant hand.

"Space Law."

At this moment, Jiang Shu could already see the essence of this portal.

Each floor of the Eternal Tower, as well as each person, exists within very similar little worlds. As one ascends, the resulting battle aftermath increasingly intensifies, making the little worlds more solid and less numerous.

The familiar dizziness had not yet dissipated when a hard sensation came from beneath.

This was a meteor floating in the void, covered with mysterious patterns, like scars left after being torn apart by some great force.

Each pattern flickered with faint, silver-blue light unique to the Space Law, whispering like the remnants of stars.

Looking around, the entire space is composed of countless broken star fragments, like a chessboard shattered by the gods.

In the distance, a crimson fixed star is collapsing, the star flame it spews out roars silently in the vacuum, the scorching light twisted by space, transforming into countless blood-colored bands of light, entangling this dead star domain like chains.

Nearby, several dead planet remnants collide, the rock debris splashed hasn’t flown far before being frozen in an eternal frame by invisible forces, as though time has stagnated here.

"The more you engage with space, the more you understand the mysteries of starry skies."

Jiang Shu murmured, his voice dissipating without a trace in the vacuum.

He could now distinctly feel that this star domain was permeated with denser Dao Rhymes than the previous seven floors, even the spatial structure carried a heavy sense of oppression, every breath felt like swallowing scorching sand, burning his meridians.

Suddenly, all floating rock fragments vibrated simultaneously, as if awakened by some invisible force.

Without hesitation, Jiang Shu’s body retreated a hundred feet.

The spot where he stood before, the void shattered like a mirror, and a figure identical to him stepped out from the fissure.

This was the clone from the Eighth Floor.

The identical white robe fluttered even without wind, fist light dazzling, merely standing there radiating like the great sun, illuminating all eternity.

The face identical to Jiang Shu’s bore no expression, the fifteen Great Dao Patterns in its eyes seemingly heralded law comprehension more terrifying than the original.

The most unsettling was the space wrinkles revolving around it, rising and falling rhythmically like a breath.

This is almost a complete comprehension of a Space Law.

It is important to know that Jiang Shu is currently only at the Forget Form Realm, just one step away from the Forget Realm.

The clone of the Eternal Tower, although its law comprehension is identical to Jiang Shu’s.

But with the unique blessing of the Eternal Tower, the clone’s power exceeds Jiang Shu’s by far.

For Jiang Shu at this realm, an additional ten percent battle strength significantly affects the outcome.

Let alone the Eighth Floor of the Eternal Tower, this adds seventy percent battle strength!

Ordinary cultivators in front of a clone with augmented seventy percent battle strength would be utterly helpless.

No time for Jiang Shu to ponder.

The clone lifted its hand launching a Qi Swallowing Vientiane Fist, three planetary remnants around instantly pulverized under the fist front.

Pure Power Dao materialized, tearing a pitch-black trench through the vacuum, directly towards Jiang Shu’s face.

Before the fist wind could reach, Jiang Shu felt his skin stinging, as if countless small space fissures were slicing his flesh.

"Well done!"

Jiang Shu roared, not dodging nor evading, throwing his own punch in response.

Two forces capable of crumbling stars collided, the resulting shockwave cleared the spatial fragments within thousands of miles, forming a transient vacuum zone.

Leveraging the rebounding force, Jiang Shu shattered the void with his right foot, his body darting as a flash, fifteen patterns on the Desolate Star Halberd glowed simultaneously, Taichu Dao Rhyme transforming into a gray axe shadow.

Panwu Heaven Opening Axe!

The clone’s eyes blazed with silver light, its left palm tracing mysterious trajectories before its chest, condensing a shield of space fragments out of thin air.

The moment the axe shadow struck the shield, Jiang Shu suddenly felt immense pressure.

The spatial patterns on the shield’s surface furiously absorbed the Dao Rhymes from his attack.

"Space Mirror Image!"

Before the astonishment faded, the clone’s right fist pierced through the shield, carrying augmented power from absorbed Rhymes, storming towards Jiang Shu’s chest.

At the critical juncture, Jiang Shu’s pupils ignited with Phoenix True Flame, Void Soul Splitting Void Pupil Light erupted.

Golden-red and silver-blue beams collided at close range, the explosion’s chaotic energy currents lifted them both.

Jiang Shu crashed through three meteors before stabilizing, blood oozing from the corner of his mouth.

The clone ingeniously folded space mid-flight, gliding out of the turbulent zone like a fish, while the Desolate Star Halberd transformed into streaming light as it shot forth.

Boom!

The halberd tip pierced three inches into Jiang Shu’s shoulder, halted by the Protective Law.

The intense pain, on the contrary, rendered Jiang Shu sober.

He suddenly grasped the halberd shaft, Power Dao infused through his arms, forcibly ejecting this natal Daoist weapon.

The clone finally revealed a momentary pause.

Seizing the chance, Jiang Shu’s entire body surged with lava-like vitality, his right fist surfaced with ancient Human Clan phantoms, all life thriving.

Human Dao Supreme Fist!

This punch bore the will inherited by the Human Clan through generations, before the fist front arrived, remnants of the fixed star began disintegrating.

Confronting such a lethal strike, the clone enacted a move beyond expectations.

Its hands sealed, suddenly fifteen Great Dao Patterns identical to Jiang Shu’s emerged around it, yet in reversed order.

The perfect fusion of Taichu, Power, and Space laws formulated a spinning gray-blue vortex before it.

Boom!

The Human Dao Supreme Fist plunged into the vortex, vanishing like an ox into the sea.

Before Jiang Shu could alter his moves, the vortex suddenly reversed, expelling absorbed power mixed with triple laws!

The destructive beam instantly engulfed Jiang Shu, blasting him into a planet core.