This is the purest physical strength, even comparable to the strongest races like the Heavenly Dragon.

That clone showed no emotion on its face, no flamboyant display, just a simple punch, as if it could destroy heaven and earth.

Space stagnated, causing ripples of Dao Rhyme, shattering the space, with blood and vitality like fire, a blazing aura rushing over, flesh and bones like glass, arriving from the Immortal Realm.

The instant the two extremely yang and unyielding fist energies collided, heaven and earth lost color. This mysterious space, which seemed invincible, creaked and cracked, with Great Dao intertwining, seeking a victor, deciding life and death.

Jiang Shu's pupils contracted suddenly, feeling an overwhelming force traveling along his fist peak, pressing onto him, causing him to involuntarily fly backward.

A metallic taste surged in his throat, his eyes turned crimson, bright red blood flowed from his seven orifices, a cracking sound came from his finger bones under the unbearable pressure, and the eleven Great Dao behind the clone seemed to sense its master's boiling battle intent, spiraling toward Jiang Shu, aiming to slay him here.

As Jiang Shu's realm gradually advanced, every bit of growth in his clone represented nearly endless vitality and power.

The clone's combat strength, a full 80% higher than Jiang Shu's, was already capable of battling a mighty Daoist Monarch in the Vientiane Realm Middle Stage. At the first encounter, Jiang Shu was injured, with fine cracks appearing in his bones. Though he could recover instantly, the gap in power was enough to cause despair.

Jiang Shu dared not be careless, as mist swirled in his eyes, the Power Dao Primordial Form shimmering behind him. A massive pressure appeared out of nowhere, revealing a gigantic axe blade that seemed capable of splitting the sky and shattering the earth, looming in the void, with an indescribable oppressive force over the heavens and earth.

Panwu Heaven Opening Axe!

This technique, after Jiang Shu achieved the Vientiane Daoist Monarch, gradually shed its original essence, evolving to a higher level. Though retaining its name, it encapsulated all of Jiang Shu's understanding of the Power Dao, even severing an arm of the Demon Monarch Middle Stage Black Dragon.

The clone seemed intent on showing Jiang Shu the vast gap between them. Another axe blade stretching from sky to earth appeared, arriving in an instant.

That axe blade was terrifying. Just one glance would cause one to tremble, speechless, making the heavens and earth appear insignificant under it.

Even before contact, Jiang Shu felt a lethal threat from this axe blade. The axe blade's path was infused with Dao Rhyme, with eleven Great Dao Primordial Forms, one end probing into an unknown space, emanating a majestic aura, seemingly drawing the supreme rules of the world.

The next moment, when the two axe blades collided, countless brilliant lights burst forth, a sky full of radiance flickered. On closer inspection, it turned out to be twenty-two Great Dao Primordial Forms grinding against each other, unable to produce a victor for the time being. 𝙛𝓻𝒆𝒆𝒘𝙚𝓫𝙣𝙤𝒗𝙚𝓵.𝙘𝙤𝙢

As the axe blades stalemated, the surrounding space, shattered and restored by the energy within the Eternal Tower, was torn apart cyclically.

In just three breaths, the axe blade from Jiang Shu's hand crumbled with a thunderous roar, unwilling to lose to a mere clone, absorbing the surrounding Dao Rhyme as it charged swiftly to cut Jiang Shu into pieces.

"Well done!"

Jiang Shu stood in the air, Dragon Qi and blood raging, his hair flying, laughing heartily.

Beneath his robe, muscles like a coiled dragon tensed, and in the air, the Power Dao and Devouring Dao suddenly lit up, like a celestial river, as he threw a punch.

Three Thousand Great Dao have always existed in the world.

Just like the boundless Primordial Qi, only by clearing your acupoints can you sense it.

The Great Dao is the same; without reaching a certain realm, you cannot comprehend, let alone perceive the Great Dao.

The Great Dao is not isolated; some Great Daos generate and counteract each other, complementing one another.

Jiang Shu realized this upon advancing to the Vientiane Realm.

During his cultivation in the Eternal Tower, he continually experimented, and the number of Great Daos he comprehended was already substantial among cultivators of the same realm.

What he lacked was further advancement of the Great Dao and the harmony between Great Daos.

This punch's strength was weaker than the Qi Swallowing Vientiane Fist but, upon striking the axe blade, revealed infinite Devouring Power, intending to engulf everything, including this weakened yet still lethal to a Vientiane Early Stage Daoist Monarch Panwu Heaven Opening Axe.

This fist compared to the towering axe blade was like an ant daring to defy the heavens.

Upon contact, it would perish, turning to dust.

But as the two clashed, the axe blade was instantly torn to pieces, countless remnants of the attack scattering like heavenly maidens, as if seeking a target, converging from all around Jiang Shu's body, carrying the Cutting Dao's might, aiming to slice Jiang Shu, along with his Dao practice, into countless fragments.

It's said that mastering the Cutting Dao to its extreme can even sever an adversary's Dao, not to mention their flesh.

The clone's mastery of the Cutting Dao apparently hadn't reached such a realm, just possessing a hint of the will to cut everything.

However, Jiang Shu seemed to have anticipated this scenario, with the Devouring Dao manifesting atop his fist peak, swallowing the surrounding attack remnants like a whale gulping down water, condensing them before him into a punch aimed at the distant clone.