Hyperdimensional Universe: I have Three Thousand Ultimate Talents

Chapter 389 - 219: Arrival at the Battlefield, Before Death

Jiang Ming ultimately held back.

Although the fifth and sixth layers of Cosmic Gene Skill were related to life and death, and he had practiced it countless times in his Sea of Heart World, he had just successfully cultivated the fourth layer at this moment.

He needed to settle down.

He also needed to familiarize himself with the enhanced power and the changes in himself after the gene transformation and sublimation.

When it came to life and death, one could never be too cautious.

Jiang Ming burst out from below.

At this moment, the mountain peak had completely cracked, and it was only held together by the power of Chen Bei and Fang Qinghan. As Jiang Ming emerged, their power waned, and the mountain peak suddenly collapsed.

“Entered the Pocket World? Why didn’t I see any projection of your Pocket World?” Fang Qinghan asked while stepping into the air.

Chen Bei also looked at Jiang Ming.

The three of them were now in mid-air.

“I haven’t entered the Pocket World yet. I just made a small breakthrough in other areas.” Jiang Ming simply explained in brief.

Long winds roared, and above the clouds.

More living beings appeared in front of them.

Terrible energy fluctuations swept through, spreading to the distance.

The Great War had begun.

The expressions of Jiang Ming and the others became more serious.

A city appeared in front, but it was now enveloped in a green light. Around it, the sky was full of fighting figures.

Residual energy surged like the tide.

“Sky Martial City is located five hundred miles outside of the Lost Land, built using three mountain peaks as a foundation and laid out with a world-class large array.” Fang Qinghan said slowly.

But his tone was very heavy.

“There are at least a hundred thousand soldiers in the city, all of them at the

Eighth Realm at minimum!”

-There’s a strong person in the Eleventh Realm guarding it. As for whether there’s someone in the Twelfth Realm, I don t know.

“Look, that suspended mountain peak over there, and the banner raised above it, is the flag of the Alliance of Myriad Beasts, called the Golden Crow Emperor

Banner.”

-The creator of the Alliance of Myriad Beasts was the Three-legged Golden

Under the pressure, the leopard-headed men who were about to take action trembled, and for a moment they were unable to move, then the projection descended, and they all disappeared.

“I’m going hunting!” Chen Bei was in high spirits, turning and killing into the sky.

“I’ll take care of the smaU fries first, then well fight in the sky!” Jiang Ming’s figure vanished instantly.

“High in the sky, huh?” Fang Qinghan’s eyes narrowed as he chased after them. Nobody paid any attention to the mountain peaks occupied by the Alliance of Myriad Beasts in the distance; it was not yet the time to touch them.

There was no Eleventh Realm battle, just a prelude to the feast.

Swoosh...

Jiang Ming appeared next to several demons, holding a sword in his hand called God Slayer.

This was one of his spoils of war, far more powerful than the original Flowing Light Sword, capable of withstanding the power of the Tenth Realm.

A flash of the sword killed all several demons.

With instant teleportation, his speed was incredibly fast; as soon as he appeared, the Pocket World Projection suppressed them, leaving them no chance to resist before they were sent to hell.

In just a few breaths, more than twenty were killed.

Just as he was preparing for the next wave, a Pocket World Projection enveloped him, filled with layers of thunder, accompanied by a giant bird.

Thunderbird.

Tenth Realm.

“Relying on the Space Art, you can teleport without a Pocket World Projection and only have the Eighth Realm of Martial Arts domain, yet you dare to even kill more than twenty of our Alliance of Myriad Beasts’ powerful, incredible, stunning the world! Killing you will surely break the hearts of your human high-ups.” The Thunderbird spoke, and then the attack began, “Thunderfall! As the Pocket World Projection pressed down, thunderbolts surged, and in an instant, Jiang Ming was engulfed.

However, the Pocket World Projection was then shattered by the Martial Arts Domain, which countered the attack and pressed towards the opponent. The Thunderbird trembled, seemingly trapped in a swamp, struggling with its strength, it cried out in disbelief, “Impossible! The Martial Arts Domain can hold my rules... ”

Before it finished speaking, it was engulfed by Jiang Ming’s countless figures, and subsequently slain.

Ten Thousand Threads.

Slain Tenth Realm in a snap.

Jiang Ming’s stunning performance had already attracted many eyes, especially on Ten Thousand Demon Mountain, where a powerful stood up.

“A Human Tianjiao, how dare to appear here, humanity, the height of foolishness!” He reached out and conjured a long spear, hurling it towards Jiang Ming through the sky, his next sentence barely resonating, “Tianjiao appearing on the battlefield, the outcome is only one, death!”

Jiang Ming, who was just about to continue teleporting and attacking enemies, suddenly felt his whole body shuddering.

It was as if being targeted by the Death God.

A chilling fear, his soul trembled.

Wanting to teleport away, he realized that space had already been sealed, and then he saw a long spear piercing through the sky towards him.

As he saw it, Jiang Ming had a thought: the next moment, he would be pierced through..