I bear witness to immortality in the human world.

Chapter 251 Molten Realm

Great Jin Dynasty.

A sacred place for spiritual practice.

Wu Ming left quietly, and returned just as quietly.

During his nine-month journey home, he did not cultivate any Taoist arts or hone his martial arts skills. He only spent his days tempering his primordial spirit in the Demon Subduing Realm. He devoted the rest of his time to accompanying the two elderly people and seeing off his birth mother in this world on her final journey.

Returning to the sacred place of cultivation, his resolve in pursuing the Dao became even stronger, and his determination to walk the path to immortality became even more resolute.

"After nine months of rest, it's time to go to war again."

"To truly understand the laws of killing, one must be immersed in real blood and fire."

Wu Ming's eyes were like a deep pool.

He quietly arrived at the main hall in the center of the holy land and applied to go to the 'Shattered Realm' to fight!
Shattered Realm.

This is an extremely special secret realm, or more accurately, a fragment of the world.

They are fragmented worlds that exist in relation to this world. Compared to this world, they are very small. The smallest of these fragmented worlds is not even as big as a country like Yong.

The largest of these shattered realms is comparable to the entire Northern Wilderness!
Within these fragmented realms, the power of the world is in chaos, causing various laws of heaven and earth to frequently erupt. However, precisely because of this, it is easier to comprehend the mysteries of the laws of heaven and earth here.

Similarly, due to the upheaval of the laws of heaven and earth, various precious and rare resources are often born in these fragmented worlds, some of which are types that would never be born in the main world.

of course,

To withstand the often rampant power of heaven and earth in the Shattered Realm, one must at least reach the Grandmaster level of Seven Refinements and Seven Blood.

Because the shattered realms are chaotic, entrances can be opened not only within the holy lands of the Great Jin Dynasty but also in other places. Therefore, even in the smallest shattered realms, the struggles are extremely fierce. Not only are there disciples from the holy lands of the Great Jin Dynasty, but also forces of the demon race stationed there, and even some top masters from other domains, other great powers, and even holy lands!

It is precisely because of this that the Grandmasters who conquer the Shattered Realm in the Great Jin Holy Land are basically all extremely strong beings with seven levels of refinement and seven levels of blood. Among them are many top-level or even peerless Grandmasters, as well as many Grandmasters who have reached eight levels of refinement and eight levels of blood!

……

"Go to the Shattered Realm?"

Inside the main hall of the Holy Land, the person in charge of matters related to the shattering of realms was a Nine-Refined Dao Saint.

He was wearing a tattered straw raincoat, carrying a large red wine gourd in his hand, and a pair of shabby straw sandals. He walked over without any regard for his image, looked Wu Ming up and down, and said, "You're quite young. Why are you in such a hurry?"

With his level of cultivation, he could roughly tell Wu Ming's age at a glance. He should be around fifty years old. For Wu Ming, who had cultivated his body to the seventh level of blood condensation, this age was not old. He could have accumulated another twenty or thirty years of experience without any problem. Very few people would choose to go to the Shattered Realm at this age, since the Shattered Realm was extremely dangerous and many grandmasters had perished there.

"If you are slow at one step, you will be slow at every step. Accumulation and patience may not be as good as a sharp edge."

Wu Ming bowed respectfully to the old man in the straw raincoat.

Upon hearing this, the old man in the straw raincoat grinned and said, "That's right. For us cultivators, while it's important to accumulate experience and knowledge, we must not lose our inner sharpness... Hmm, since you dare to go to the Shattered Realm, your strength must be quite good. Let me think about it. Hmm, let's go to the Molten Fire Shattered Realm."

After saying that, he pointed his finger towards the inside of the hall, and instantly a beam of array light flashed and lit up.

The light of this formation swirled like a vortex, seemingly containing endless mysteries. Although it could not compare to the depth of the Demon Subduing Diagram and the Demon Subduing Realm, it was still more profound than the formation set up by the Nine Refinement Dao Saint that Wu Ming had seen.

Without a doubt, this is an array set up by an immortal being, containing the power of spatial laws, capable of penetrating the rifts in the world!
hum! !

As the vortex gradually twisted and meandered, a void passage finally appeared in front of Wu Ming.

"Excuse me, senior."

Wu Ming bowed respectfully to the old man in the straw raincoat, then stepped forward and entered the passage, disappearing instantly.

The old man in the straw raincoat watched Wu Ming step into the void passage, then waved his hand lightly, and the spatial passage disappeared in an instant. He then picked up his wine gourd, took a casual sip, and his figure quietly vanished.

Another young Daoist cultivator with a strong will is about to step into the Shattered Realm to fight.

I just don't know how far we'll go in the future.

……

Upon entering the void passage, Wu Ming felt a sudden dizziness, and all five senses went blank. Only his soul perception remained unaffected by the spatial distortion, allowing him to barely sense the changes in the surrounding void, but he could only perceive a tiny bit of it.

The formation is powered by extremely sophisticated void energy, manipulated and controlled by the laws of space. For Dao cultivators, only those who have reached the Immortal level can comprehend the power of void energy and understand the laws of space. Even a Nine-Refined Dao Saint cannot control the power of space, so Wu Ming naturally cannot either.

He felt as if he were in a torrent, being swept and surged, until at a certain moment, his vision suddenly opened up, and he had fallen out of a void passage.

Swish.

Wu Ming immediately activated his soul power to stabilize himself in the air, and then looked around.

He found himself in a scorching world, far hotter than the world he had been in before, with visible flames spreading across the land.

Even martial artists who have achieved four or five blood clotting stages can hardly survive here for long. Only those who have achieved six blood clotting stages can barely maintain their physical survival. Only those who have achieved seven blood clotting stages can move freely in this environment without being affected.

now,

Below Wu Ming's location was a special camp.

The camp was illuminated by the glow of array formations, which dispelled the nearby flames, and some figures could be vaguely seen within.

"Oh, someone's here!"

It seemed someone had noticed Wu Ming's arrival, looking up in his direction and then greeting him with a smile, "Which peak are you from, senior or junior brother? Come down and chat."

Upon seeing this, Wu Ming immediately descended in his escape light and landed inside the camp.

The man who greeted him was a shirtless, incredibly strong man with surging blood energy within him. He was a martial arts master who had achieved seven blood clotting techniques. When he saw Wu Ming enter, he grinned and became very enthusiastic.

"Qingming Peak, Wu Ming."

Wu Ming greeted the burly man in front of him politely and introduced himself.

The burly man was slightly surprised and said, "Qingming Peak? That should be the main peak for Daoist cultivators, right? I thought you were a martial arts cultivator. I've never heard of you before. You must be one of the junior disciples who have risen to prominence in the last twenty or thirty years." "By the way, my name is Wu Zhe, and I am a disciple from Cuishan Peak."

After briefly introducing himself, Wu Zhe shouted into the camp again.

"Hey, everyone's out here! A Daoist junior brother from Qingming Peak has arrived!"

With his cry.

Soon, six or seven figures emerged from the rear camp. Some were robust and powerful, clearly martial artists specializing in martial arts, while others wore Taoist robes and possessed a long and deep breath, indicating they were Taoist masters at the seventh level of cultivation.

"It's been many years since anyone has come to the Molten Realm. I am Ruan Hua from Ziyang Peak."

A man dressed in a Taoist robe greeted Wu Ming in a friendly manner.

"I am Zhu He from Chiyuan Peak."

"I am Li You from Binglin Peak."

……

Several figures greeted Wu Ming and exchanged brief introductions.

Wu Ming quickly learned about the situation in the Molten Realm.

This is a small fragmented world, roughly the size of the Yong Kingdom. The resources it produces tend to favor the fire element. In addition, there are three forces fighting each other in this world. One of them is the demon race, which consists of a group of demon emperors who have reached the seventh level of transformation. They are basically the most adapted to fire-type demons and have the advantage of location in this world, making them the most powerful.

Secondly, there is a force from the 'Great Yu Dynasty', which also has its own camp, with about thirty Grandmasters at the seventh level of Refinement and Seventh Blood, as well as two Martial Arts Grandmasters at the eighth level of Blood.

On Wu Ming's side, there was the third force: the Great Jin Dynasty's sacred cultivation ground.

There was also a camp set up in the Molten Realm. Excluding Wu Ming, there were a total of twenty-seven Grandmasters in the camp, as well as one Daoist Grandmaster at the Eighth Refinement stage. Among the three forces, it was the weakest.

The twenty-seven grandmasters in the camp are currently divided into three teams: one team of nine people, one team of ten people, and the last team, which includes Wu Zhe and others, consists of eight people.

The three teams take turns guarding the camp, while one team is stationed there while the other two teams go out to explore and fight.

As for that Grandmaster of Daoist cultivation, he mostly acts alone, but occasionally he will join one of the three teams. He has no fixed abode.

"Grandmaster of the Eighth Refinement Realm..."

Wu Ming looked thoughtful and said, "Since the Great Yu has two Grandmasters, the demon race should also have a Demon Lord who is comparable to a Grandmaster."

Wu Zhe smiled and said, "That's right. The demon race currently has two Eighth Transformation Demon Venerables. However, you don't need to worry too much because this world is one of the smallest broken worlds, and its capacity is limited. In this world, even the most outstanding Grandmasters can only reach the threshold of Eighth Blood Eighth Refinement. The same applies to the demon venerables of the demon race."

Zhu He continued, "Yes, it's difficult for Grandmasters to unleash their full strength in this world. For example, the two Grandmasters of the Great Yu are limited by the 'Eight Blood Threshold' level, so they are only slightly stronger than Senior Brother Wu. Even in a one-on-one fight, they can defeat Senior Brother Wu, but it is extremely difficult for them to truly defeat him."

Upon hearing this, Wu Ming couldn't help but glance at Wu Zhe.

Even if an Eight-Blood Martial Arts Grandmaster can only unleash the strength required for the Eight-Blood threshold, it is still at the Grandmaster level, far surpassing the Seven-Blood Grandmaster. Wu Zhe is able to protect himself even when facing a Grandmaster, so his strength must be more than just the top of the Seven-Blood level. He must have mastered a law power and reached the level of an unparalleled Grandmaster among the Seven-Blood level!
Without a doubt, at the Seven Blood Seven Refinements level, very, very few can comprehend the laws and reach the peerless level.

Given Wu Zhe's condition, he shouldn't need to continue fighting; he could return to the Holy Land and go into seclusion to attempt the eighth Blood Coagulation stage.

As if guessing what Wu Ming was thinking, Wu Zhe smiled at Wu Ming and said, "It's easy to enter the Molten Realm from the Holy Land, but it's not easy to leave. The void passage back from the Molten Realm is opened by the Holy Land every five years. I only finally entered the Dao with the 'Law of Fire' last year. The next time the passage to return will open, I will have to wait another six months. I will return to the Holy Land after six months."

It turned out to be the case.

As Wu Ming suddenly realized what was happening, a slight thought crossed his mind.

In other words, if he cannot comprehend the Law of Slaughter within six months, he will have to stay in the Molten Realm for another five years. However, if he can understand it sooner and achieve his goal, he can return to the Holy Land with Wu Zhe.

“Junior Brother Wu, since you’re new to the Molten Realm, why don’t you join our team? We happen to be the smallest team.”

Zhu He spoke to Wu Ming.

"Alright, thank you for your guidance, fellow disciples."

Wu Ming had no objection to this. He had not yet reached the level of a Grandmaster, so he naturally needed to choose a team to join. It didn't matter which team he joined.

Although he doesn't have a particularly intuitive understanding of his own strength right now, he is definitely firmly standing in the realm of 'Peerless Grandmaster'. Apart from Grandmasters with eight blood and eight refinements, he is by no means inferior to anyone else.

As for those Grandmasters... even though they are restricted by the Molten Realm and can only exert the strength at the 'threshold' level of Grandmaster, he is not much afraid. Just as Zhu He said, the strength of a peerless Grandmaster is only a hair's breadth away from the threshold of Grandmaster. The gap is not that big. Even if he can't beat them, he still has the ability to protect himself.

Zhu He smiled slightly when he saw that Wu Ming had agreed.

Seeing this, the others had no objections. After all, those who were willing to come to the Shattered Realm to fight were basically those who had encountered bottlenecks in their cultivation and found it difficult to break through. In the Grandmaster stage of Seven Blood Seven Refinements, there were only two bottlenecks that could be encountered: one was the 'Perfect-level Formation' and the other was the 'Laws of Heaven and Earth'.

Even if they haven't broken through these two bottlenecks, they still possess the strength of a very high level in the Seven Refinements stage and won't hold them back.

"Junior Brother Wu, how's your formation coming along?"

Although they knew that Wu Ming's strength was at least at the very high level of the Seven Refinements stage, someone still took the initiative to ask a question.

"I was lucky enough to achieve perfection."

Wu Ming didn't hide anything and spoke directly.

After hearing Wu Ming's words, everyone couldn't help but take a second look at him.

For Daoist cultivators, comprehending a perfect-level formation means they basically possess the strength of a top-tier grandmaster. Unexpectedly, Wu Ming, who recently arrived in the Molten Fire Realm, is actually a top-tier grandmaster. It should be noted that not everyone among them possesses the strength of a top-tier grandmaster. Only about half of them, including Wu Zhe, can reach the top level.

Surprised, everyone smiled.

The addition of a top-tier master has naturally boosted the team's overall strength considerably.

"Alright, we'll be stationed at the camp for the next few days, so Junior Brother Wu, you can get used to the changes in this world. If there's anything you don't know, feel free to ask us."

Zhu He nodded to Wu Ming and spoke with a smile.

(End of this chapter)