CHAPTER 239: CHAPTER 174: I, JIANG SHU, AM BACK! FACING THE LAND OVERLORD OF FUSANG, THE 6TH BRIGADE!

Detachment Realm!

This sort of oppressive force... it’s definitely the Liang Family ancestor!

Jiang Shu’s heart still pounded with lingering fear. In his original plan, he was undoubtedly supposed to travel from Yunzhou city to Qianyuan City and settle down there. Then, he would return to Xuanxing, continuously enhancing his strength through the Two Realms Shuttle. His goal was to eventually break the restrictions of Elder Ming Lei’s Tomb Mansion and successfully enter its Inner Circle.

But the arrival of the Liang Family’s ancestor, Liang Yuewu, had completely disrupted all his plans.

If he hadn’t cultivated the Dream Sleep Elixir to the Break Limit, elevating his spiritual power to another level, Liang Yuewu’s single burst of spiritual oppression might have been enough to trap him in place, unable to struggle.

Detachment Realm—shedding the mortal coil.

Only now did Jiang Shu truly understand the power of this Realm. No wonder even a Family genius like Chu Xisheng had said that before a Detachment Realm expert, practitioners of both the Blood Exchange Realm and the Acupoint Passage Realm were mere ants.

A Family was considered a Family precisely because it possessed a Detachment Realm expert.

Those on the Dragon Tiger List were only at the Acupoint Passage Realm.

Once one stepped into the Detachment Realm, they were no longer just a genius but stood at the pinnacle of Martial Arts in the Da Jing Dynasty. A true powerhouse!

Stepping onto the ground, breathing the air of freedom, Jiang Shu felt all his cells revive.

Yet, this place was still extremely perilous.

He was in Fusang, about to face a nation’s troops armed with modern weaponry.

But compared to Liang Yuewu, he still preferred Xuanxing.

After all, this was a major Fusang metropolis; even under military jurisdiction, they couldn’t just launch missiles here.

As long as he could fight his way out immediately, he was confident he could take down any tanks or fighter jets they sent!

With a thought, the Primordial Power within his acupoints surged, mingling with the Heaven and Earth Primordial Qi. Strands of energy coalesced before him, forming multiple Qi Shields.

SWOOSH!

A sound tore through the air.

Jiang Shu’s current appearance was entirely different from before. But the Fusang soldiers adhered to a policy of "shoot first, ask questions later." Spotting someone suddenly appear in the area, a distant sniper immediately opened fire.

SHING!

A treasured saber flew out from his Qiankun Bag, instantly cleaving the bullet in mid-air. Four treasured sabers circled around Jiang Shu.

The Vermilion Palace Thunder Technique’s Minor Circulation Chapter activated. As his acupoints were fiercely stimulated, Heaven and Earth Primordial Qi surged into them. Jiang Shu took a step forward, his aura climbing to its zenith.

He clenched his fist slightly, then punched out. Waves of energy, like a collapsing mountain or a surging tsunami, instantly killed a five-man squad sprinting towards him from a hundred meters away, their bodies exploding into gore.

When Martial Artists reached the Blood Exchange Realm, they could project real qi externally. However, this projected real qi had a limited range; the farther it traveled from the Martial Artist’s body, the weaker its power became. This force always had its limitations.

But in the Acupoint Passage Realm, Martial Artists refined not their physical bodies, but Heaven and Earth Primordial Qi! Heaven and Earth Primordial Qi was boundless. It entered the acupoints and condensed into supreme Primordial Power. Once unleashed, even a simple punch could devastate targets hundreds of meters away.

Splitting mountains and parting seas.

The Hundred-step Divine Fist!

Unrivaled power, truly incredible!

"A devil! This is a devil!"

Nearby, the members of another five-man squad arriving as reinforcements trembled, their limbs shaking. The power displayed by this strange man surpassed their comprehension.

They were just ordinary Martial Artists; how could they perceive Heaven and Earth Primordial Qi?

In their eyes, the man had merely swung his fist, and a well-equipped team a hundred meters away had instantly exploded into a bloody mess, their forms unrecognizable.

Is this Martial Arts?

No, this is a devil!

The devil has come to claim their souls!

Even those Mutant Beasts, mutated further by oceanic nuclear contamination, didn’t inspire such despair!

No matter how immense their power or how astonishing their physical defenses, those were still within the realm of comprehension.

After all, Fusang’s military might was formidable. Even if fighter jets and tanks proved ineffective, a few missiles could make those Mutant Beasts understand who truly ruled Xuanxing.

But now, this man’s ability to kill from a distance, without any visible means, had utterly terrified them.

The soldiers stationed here had, of course, all studied Martial Arts. But precisely because of this, they better understood the limitations of Martial Arts.

A Hua Jing Master had to use techniques like plucking leaves or flicking flowers to kill.

Even Dan Qi Great Grandmasters, according to the texts, were merely described as having greater physical strength and more potent spiritual power.

Killing from a distance like this... unheard of! Was this still a Martial Artist?

"Contact Command! Contact Command!"

The squad leader had barely opened his mouth when a strand of energy pierced his skull. The words he was about to shout died in his throat, swallowed down in unresigned silence. His entire body toppled backward.

The four surrounding soldiers, trembling, opened fire on Jiang Shu.

It wasn’t that they didn’t want to surrender their weapons. Rather, in this situation, surrendering meant death anyway... They might as well...

BANG! BANG! BANG!

Gunshots erupted, bullets streaking towards Jiang Shu.

Jiang Shu’s expression, however, remained unchanged. He looked up at the sky, listening to sounds from the far distance, and murmured softly, "They’re here..."

The bullets tore through the air with immense force. Even a Hua Jing Master, if hit by a bullet, could die full of regret. But these four bullets were stopped by a Qi Shield mere three inches from Jiang Shu. The energy within the shield twisted like a spiral, grinding the bullets to dust.