Chapter 35: Heaven and Earth Are Born With Me; All Things Unite as One With Me

Chapter 35: Heaven and Earth Are Born With Me; All Things Unite as One With Me

This is a world of data. To transcend one’s rank in battle, besides the essential Law Comprehension, raw data-driven strength is paramount.

Apprentice-Rank, Stellar-Level… each minor tier doubles the previous power.

When a future Realm Lord Rank Goldhorned Beast annihilates an Immortal Military Lord or Marquis Immortal, its might is calculated in thousands of times a Domain Lord’s strength. Even at the Zunzhe stage, combat power is still measured in hundreds of millions of times that of a Domain Lord.

Once Law Comprehension meets the threshold and power layers align, add a technique specialized in obliterating Divine Bodies—like Star-Eating Grass, Wuyu Wing, or Venom—and transcendent assassination becomes inevitable.

At merely Stellar-Level, such complexities aren’t yet necessary.

Thus, Jiang Zhe’s confidence in facing 4,000 tons of force with his base 1,000 tons isn’t arrogance—it’s calculated assurance.

“Anna, can it transform into armor? How’s its defense?”

Orianna acted first.

A layer of ancient, dull copper-colored metallic film coated the SS-Rank Combat Suit, evoking the weight of history.

“Master, combined with the Black God Suit, dual-layered defense will reduce Li Nansheng’s damage to near insignificance.”

Jiang Zhe’s eyes gleamed. He patted the cloth-wrapped Eight-Treasure Alligator Dragon Lance on his back, his martial artist’s soul igniting.

Orianna interjected, “Master, choosing close combat might leave you battered.”

“Hmm… What’s my physical strength at now?”

“Your current punch force is 243.8 tons. Physically, you’re nearly a Higher Warrior.”

Orianna displayed detailed data.

“Before Dragon Blood, your strength was roughly 100–110 tons. The interaction between Dragon Blood and Mental Energy amplified it 2.4-fold—far surpassing typical amplification multiples for your kin.”

Jiang Zhe nodded.

Previously, Orianna hadn’t existed to calculate this, but her projections aligned closely.

"You can unleash a 12-fold amplitude, reaching nearly 3,000 tons—but even that falls short of Li Nansheng’s base power. A single Annihilation Throwing Dagger’s impact force exceeds it."

“There’s another misunderstanding: the Eight-Treasure Alligator Dragon Lance cannot pierce the Black God Suit effortlessly.”

“Your grandfather pierced the Black God Suit by bursting his 3,000-ton base strength to over 20,000 tons.”

Jiang Zhe frowned, then realization dawned.

He’d nearly overlooked a detail!

Luo Feng, a Stellar-Level Mentalist, struggled to cut through the Black God Suit using an F-Grade Cinnabar Core Fragment.

“I understand. I’ll be cautious,” Jiang Zhe said, his earlier confidence tempered.

He accepted advice without stubbornness.

Four Annihilation Throwing Daggers floated behind him. Sensing how many he could control at full power, he felt momentarily startled—then reassured.

Four daggers drilled through rock, carving a tunnel as Jiang Zhe dove in, accelerating toward the surface.

“Anna, confirm Li Nansheng’s location.”

“Southeast, 84 kilometers high,” Orianna hacked Earth’s satellites, pinpointing him.

“At this speed, you’ll meet in 73 seconds.”

“Avoid landing—on ground, Stellar-Level can leverage force to unleash deadly speed.”

“Got it,” Jiang Zhe grinned, thumbing Orianna.

…

The Australasian Continent stretched vast and untamed.

For over three decades without humans, nature had reclaimed its primal state.

At 300 meters altitude, a figure in thick black armor drifted slowly, scanning below with vision sharper than eagles.

His King-Tier Beast-like might kept airborne beasts at bay.

Suddenly, a distant black speck caught his eye.

Through superhuman sight, he identified a brass-armored Mentalist, a cloth-wrapped rod—two meters of Eight-Treasure Alligator Dragon Lance—on his back.

Li Nansheng accelerated, closing the gap, though puzzled. “New armor? Charging head-on? Trivial.”

He focused on Jiang Zhe’s speed, calculating swiftly. Beneath his black visor, his lips curled.

“Mid-Stronkaiser Tier Mentalist—slightly slower than me. Close enough, and he’s trapped!”

“Eight-Treasure Alligator Dragon Lance…”

His eyes burned with greed.

“Claim it. Hide. Outlast scrutiny.”

“Bide time until my cultivation nears Hong’s level. With this, the Earth’s strongest throne shall be mine!”

Meanwhile, Jiang Zhe cross-referenced Orianna’s intel with the approaching figure.

The photo showed a gaunt middle-aged man in green armor, battling a Howling Whale King with a Long Spear.

The current foe? A Hulk-like black-armored titan—reminiscent of America’s Ice Emperor.

“Anna, without your word, I’d never recognize him. His disguise’s flawless.”

“Control speed—he’ll flee if startled.”

“Two kilometers, two seconds. Charge and kill!”

Jiang Zhe laughed, Mental Energy surging. His flight breached Mach 2, closing the gap.

At 300 meters—entered the telepathic radiation range!

Fourteen Annihilation Throwing Daggers erupted behind him, teleporting at dozens of times sound speed to encircle Li Nansheng’s vitals.

Li Nansheng had barely registered Jiang Zhe’s burst—

Then the daggers struck.

Each delivered a thousand tons of force.

Combined: nearly fifteen thousand tons of devastation!

Earth’s Martial Artists had flaws—no defensive amplification. Only the Black God Suit shielded him.

Yet even weakened, the residual force sent Li Nansheng reeling.

1,500 tons—unmitigated—shattered his organs. Blood erupted from his mouth.

He suspected he was fighting Fourth Councilor Ister himself!

“What Mentalist power is this?!” Li Nansheng screamed internally.

“Stellar-Level? No—he rides a shield! He can’t fly unaided!”

The realization crushed him.

Twenty years of scheming—dissolved in a breath.

He’d never claim the Eight-Treasure Alligator Dragon Lance.

The current Jiang Clan boasted three Stellar-Level warriors. Who would dare provoke them over a mere weapon?

Anyone who broke through to Stellar-Level possessed unshakable willpower.

Li Nansheng quickly regained his composure, preparing to brush off the confrontation.

"Who are you? Why attack me without warning? Do you dare defy the First Councilor's decree forbidding Stellar-Level combat?" Li Nansheng feigned ignorance while playing the victim.

"Heh!" Jiang Zhe scoffed. "Li Nansheng, I know all your dirty secrets. Just die here quietly!"

Hearing his name exposed, Li Nansheng's heart pounded with terror. He couldn't fathom how his identity had been discovered.

Distracted, he faced another barrage of fourteen Annihilation Throwing Daggers hurtling toward him.

The clumsy Legislator, flying by manipulating gravity, lacked the agility to evade these attacks mid-air.

It felt like being struck by a colliding mountain. Blood gushed from Li Nansheng's mouth in rapid succession.

He tore the Long Spear from his back, sweeping aside the encroaching daggers before lunging at Jiang Zhe with a desperate, precise strike.

This attack held nothing back - a life-or-death gamble.

But Jiang Zhe noticed the spear tip trembling with vibrant Artistic Conception. Vines seemed to sprout from the air itself, twisting toward his body.

"Nirvana? Wood-element Artistic Conception?"

Jiang Zhe cackled, unfazed. Channeling Mental Energy, he easily broke free.

His Mental Energy guided the daggers to slam into Li Nansheng's back, sending him flying over a hundred meters.

"Master, watch! He's trying to escape to the ground!" Orianna warned.

Jiang Zhe saw it too.

As predicted, Li Nansheng began his rapid descent.

"According to recorded footage, his wood-element ability controls plants and draws vitality from them to heal injuries."

"Plus, the ground gives him leverage for explosive speed."

"Master, intercept him! Once he lands, he'll become as unstoppable as a dragon entering the sea!"

The exchange between master and servant happened in an instant.

"Die!" Jiang Zhe roared.

The blood-red Banner Mark hidden between his brows flared to life.

Sudden Violet Secret Patterns emerged from his chest, spreading across his body with sinister energy.

Black God Suit and armor concealed the eerie transformation.

Activating the Innate Secret Art:

Titan's Might!

Amplified twofold by the Violet Secret Patterns, Jiang Zhe's speed, strength, defense, and even soul attacks surged.

Mental Energy propelled him toward Li Nansheng.

Fourteen Annihilation Throwing Daggers blazed ahead like silver comets, pursuing their target.

Actually, fifteen!

One dagger-shaped "cone" stood out among the rest.

Li Nansheng focused solely on reaching the ground, oblivious to the danger.

He expected another blow and more bloodshed, but nothing fatal.

"Stay your spear!"

A cold voice thundered across the sky.

Another Stellar-Level warrior nearby used Genetic Primordial Energy to project their voice across distances!

Jiang Zhe recognized the speaker but ignored the interruption.

Li Nansheng hesitated. What spear? Unease prickled his senses as he turned.

The object of his obsession loomed before him.

It pierced his back with merciless precision.

Fourteen daggers struck the cone's tail, transferring their full momentum.

Chssk!

Black God Suit torn through. Excruciating pain erupted.

No time to react.

He stared at the egg-sized hole through his chest, the Black God Suit already knitting itself closed.

But the damage was done. His heart had shattered.

His throat gurgled with incoherent sounds.

Light faded from Li Nansheng's eyes, leaving only frozen horror and regret. The corpse plummeted.

Only Jiang Zhe could see the torrent of Primordial Essence Quanta spilling from the Stellar-Level corpse, rushing into his blood-red Banner Mark.

A transcendent kill yielding unprecedented bounty!

A sonic boom heralded a new arrival - a sleek crimson triangular fighter jet hovering hundreds of meters away.

The cockpit opened. A black blur emerged.

The figure caught the falling corpse, rising to Jiang Zhe's altitude. Twenty meters apart, the two faced off.

Hong!

Second time meeting him. First time confronting Earth's strongest directly.

The man radiated fury.

One meter ninety. Black clothes. Buzzcut. A presence like a Long Spear piercing the heavens.

"Boom!"

Jiang Zhe's mind reeled. The world twisted. The sun vanished, replaced by encroaching darkness.

In this void, the black-haired man stood as the sole brilliant center.

Oppressive energy crushed Jiang Zhe, making him feel like an ant before a god.

This can't be real!

Are you joking?!

The overwhelming pressure ignited Jiang Zhe's defiant spirit.

I respect you, but you're no god to me!

Born from Earth, shaped by the Divine Core, strengthened by transmigration, his unique True Spirit surged.

True Spirit as general!

Willpower as marshal!

Consciousness as soldiers!

The moment resistance flared in his heart, he broke free from the Domain's influence.

Simultaneously, scriptures read over sixteen years echoed faintly in his mind.

As if ancient sages spoke again, one voice rising above the rest, repeating a single phrase until it shook heaven and earth:

"Heaven and Earth are born with me; All things unite as one with me!"

Enlightenment struck. Jiang Zhe lifted his gaze.

The divine light in his eyes moved even Hong.

Through the darkness, he saw blazing suns and swirling storms...

"Master, disciple understands now!"

What Jiang Zhe did next left Hong stunned.

This isn't just breaking my Domain! He's... entering my Domain? Becoming part of it?

A direct Ntr?

"I'm here to join the family?"

No!

What are you doing?

Stop this immediately!

For the first time, Hong appeared flustered, hastily retracting his Domain rather than letting Jiang Zhe explore it further.

Darkness receded. The sun returned.

Jiang Zhe smacked his lips in disappointment.

He'd been dissecting Hong's Domain like a medical student studying a frog.

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