Jiang Shu had encountered Saints of the same realm as the Demon Lord before.
But at the time, he had never truly understood a Saint's methods.
In the end, he had still exposed a few flaws, which Old Ancestor Fentian had keenly detected.
In that flash of lightning, Fentian's chaotic mind was utterly ignited and set ablaze by that familiar ripple.
Whatever explanation to the Imperial Palace, whatever Jiang Tai Xuan's "mortal enemy"—all of it was false. Right now, his mind held nothing but towering hatred and fury.
"Die!"
Old Ancestor Fentian's figure vanished from where he stood almost at the very instant his howl rang out.
A colossal claw covered in blood-red scales as viscous as magma ripped through the void. Carrying an aura of annihilation that made the entire underground plain of the Fallen Star Abyss tremble, it struck after yet arrived first, clawing toward Jiang Shu at the edge of the rift.
It was fast to the extreme.
As though it had surpassed time itself.
This was the crushing force of a half-step Demon Lord's laws.
"Fentian Demon Lord?! What are you trying to do?!"
Jiang Shu's expression changed drastically.
He had never imagined that Old Ancestor Fentian would suddenly attack at this very moment.
Thinking of that cry of "Jiang Shu," could it be that his identity had been exposed?
The thoughts flashed through his mind like lightning and flint, but Jiang Shu did not dwell on them.
Old Ancestor Fentian was too close. Under the pressure of a half-step Demon Lord, Jiang Shu knew he could not meet him head-on.
Though he had no idea how Old Ancestor Fentian had discovered him, his foremost priority now was to stay alive.
It was not yet time for Two Worlds Travel.
Once he truly traveled between the