The few Images that had just lunged forward fared even worse. They were blasted away and crashed into the ground, their fates unknown.
With Jiang Shu's cultivation at the peak of the Tenth Realm, these Images, which could have stirred up a bloody storm in the outside world, were like ants before him—unable to withstand a single blow.
Gripping the Mantis Shadow Soldier, which struggled and howled endlessly yet seemed like an insect pinned dead within amber, Jiang Shu flashed to the rear of a massive black crystal at the edge of the wreckage-filled basin, where the ground was relatively stable.
The crystal was like a natural barrier, blocking sight and most forms of prying.
The Desolate Star Halberd pinned the Shadow Soldier firmly to the ground, while the power of Spatial Imprisonment maintained the lock on its core.
Without hesitation, Jiang Shu immediately sat cross-legged.
His hands formed seals. Within his sea of consciousness, the fragment of the Heart of Space emitted a silver radiance, while the Primordial Dao Rhyme flowed through his entire body. The three operated in unprecedented coordination at high speed.
A strand of powerful divine sense, like the most precise probe, ignored the writhing Filth Qi and ferocious bone armor covering the Shadow Soldier's body and thrust directly toward the strange Dao Rhyme node within its imprisoned core.
He intended to seize this precious window, while the Shadow Soldier's core was locked and had yet to dissipate, to dissect the mystery of this power!
Just as Jiang Shu's divine sense touched the core node wrapped in spatial chains—
Buzz!
A vast, boundless ancient aura of tragedy and grandeur, as though it had been shattered by tens of thousands of years and weathered endless vicissitudes, mixed with a trace of immense vitality and creative will that