It was just that after unleashing such a devastating attack, Jiang Shu had exhausted most of his stored mana. Even the silver radiance protecting his body dimmed for a moment.
"Brother Jiang!!"
"Stay alive, and there's still hope!"
Jiang Shu didn't even look back. His voice rang clearly in everyone's ears, carried by the trembling space.
The moment he finished speaking, a terrible, indescribable aura erupted from him.
A silver-white flame seemed to ignite from the very depths of his soul. It gave off no heat, yet the chaotic, violent fragments of law around him recoiled from it.
This was no ordinary flame. It was the life-fire of his Dao, kindled within himself!
It was the essence of his Law of Space, Law of Strength, Primordial Dao Rhyme... and even his soul and will, all condensed into one!
The Dao Fire had been lit.
To live, he had to embrace death!
Boom!
Silver-white Dao flames surged skyward. Jiang Shu became a blazing silver sun in human form, while the Desolate Star Halberd seemed to come alive, letting out a mournful cry that shook the ancient path.
He took one step forward. Space condensed beneath his feet into stairs, bearing him as he closed in on the Venerable-level image in an instant.
The terrifying power brought by the burning Dao Fire temporarily bridged the gap in their cultivation realms, giving him the strength to challenge a Venerable head-on.
Silver flames flickered, and Spatial Mirrors appeared once more—nine of them this time.
Together with his true body, ten figures wreathed in silver Dao flames charged fearlessly at the mountain-sized Ancient Demon Image.
Halberd shadows filled the sky, cleaving through space. With the force to shatter mountains and the power to turn the Primordial Dao into nothingness, they struck at its vital points