, The Dark Realm

Chapter 40, The Dark Realm

As the gun intent dissipated, a figure in black emerged from the hatch, suspended in mid-air.

The figure in black was about 20 meters tall, with a neat buzz cut and a wrinkle-free face, looking like a young man in his early twenties.

But he possesses a unique quality that sets him apart from other young people.

"Boom!"

As the man stepped out, the surrounding world seemed to be completely distorted, and the morning sun disappeared from sight.

All the trainees in the elite training camp were horrified to discover that the entire sky seemed to have turned from morning to night in an instant, with no light at all, only blackness.

The world was black, and the most dazzling center of this black world was that black-haired man!

He is a god!

An omnipotent god!

Even among those war god teachers present, not one had the will to resist, not even the thought of resistance could arise!

But just then, a golden light pierced through the darkness!

In this pitch-black world, it was like a golden sword tearing through the dark night!

"Hmm? Jiang Ming?"

A surprised voice appeared.

All the students and teachers in the elite training camp, who were originally plunged into darkness, discovered that the endless darkness around them had disappeared and the morning sun had reappeared!

Hong took a step forward and appeared beside Jiang Ming as if he had teleported.

"The curator."

Jiang Ming nodded in greeting.

"You're truly astonishing! A 19-year-old planetary-level expert, and you've even mastered a domain!"

Hong still had a look of surprise on his face, his gaze fixed on Jiang Ming.

"What? Jiang Ming is a planetary-level being?"

What is a planetary level?

"What is a domain?"

Many students seemed quite confused at this moment. What is a planetary level? What is a domain?

Only a few students from extraordinary backgrounds clearly knew that the planetary level was an existence that surpassed the war god level!

"The owner's demeanor is truly admirable."

Jiang Ming said with a smile.

Hong grinned, as if he were smiling.

"It is truly a blessing for our Limitless Martial Arts Academy to have a genius like you."

Hong sighed.

"How about we talk somewhere else?"

"it is good."

Jiang Ming nodded. Then, his body hovered in the air, and he actually took flight, flying towards the blood-red fighter jet together with Hong.

"Flying through the air!!!!"

"Jiang Ming is flying through the air!"

"My God, Jiang Ming is actually a powerhouse surpassing the God of War level!"

The surrounding students immediately gasped in surprise, including some who had powerful connections.

Although they knew that the planetary level was beyond the war god level, when Jiang Ming actually flew in the air, the impact he received was no less than that of the students around him who were unaware of the situation.

That's beyond the level of a War God!

There are only a handful of people in the entire world!

The interior of the blood-red triangular fighter jet is much wider than it appears from the outside.

Hong and Jiang Ming sat facing each other, separated by a streamlined coffee table with a metallic sheen.

Tea or coffee?

"Tea will do."

Hong nodded, and two cup holders quietly rose from the surface of the coffee table, revealing two cups of steaming tea.

"Your talent is the highest I've ever seen. At only 19 years old, you've already reached the planetary level, and most importantly, you've comprehended the domain."

"With such high comprehension, it's no wonder you were able to teach a martial artist at the Intent Realm."

Hong sighed.

"By sheer luck."

Jiang Ming said modestly.

"I've looked at your information countless times. If it's all just luck, then you've been lucky far too much."

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Hong smiled and said.

Jiang Ming gave an awkward smile.

"You only recently broke through to the planetary level, right? And you probably only recently mastered your domain as well?"

Hong asked.

"Yes, I just broke through a few days ago."

Jiang Ming didn't hide anything and spoke directly.

"Interested in a friendly match? At our level, it's so hard to find a suitable opponent these days."

Hong smiled and said.

"Among humans on Earth today, only Thor and I are capable of being your opponents."

"It is an honor for Jiang Ming to have the opportunity to spar with the master."

Jiang Ming put down his teacup.

The blood-red triangular fighter jet streaked through the sky, flying towards the wilderness area outside Hongning Base City at a speed far exceeding that of ordinary fighter jets.

Inside the cabin, Hong and Jiang Ming sat facing each other.

"I obtained this fighter jet from the ruins of an ancient civilization. It can reach speeds of Mach 15 and can reach any place on Earth within an hour."

Hong explained.

"Your field is related to metal, right?"

Hong suddenly asked.

"Yes."

Jiang Ming did not hide anything.

"The metal element domain is primarily focused on killing and is incomparably sharp. My domain is the light domain, which emphasizes control and change."

Hong said slowly.

"The Dao of the Domain is as vast as the sea. Even I, after years of study, have only glimpsed the tip of the iceberg."

"The curator is too modest."

At this moment, the fighter jet began to decelerate. Below was a vast wasteland with cracked ground and sparse vegetation. In the distance, the outlines of several abandoned cities could be vaguely seen.

"This place was once an industrial city in the old days, but it was destroyed by monsters during the Great Nirvana and has been abandoned for decades."

There are no human settlements within a radius of three hundred miles, making it a suitable place for us to engage in combat.

As Hong spoke, the fighter jet hovered a hundred meters above the wasteland.

The hatch slid open silently.

"Let's go."

Hong took a step forward and stood in mid-air.

A long spear, about twelve feet long and entirely black, appeared in his hand without him noticing.

Jiang Ming was certain that the spear was not hidden on Hong's person.

It is space equipment.

Jiang Ming thought to himself.

Golden primal force emanated outwards, like a giant golden hand, taking the three sections of a spear from the holster on Jiang Ming's back and assembling them together.

Once you reach the planetary level, you can project your Force outwards, just like a psychic's mental power, allowing you to control it remotely.

A long spear fell into Jiang Ming's hands. The spear shaft was dark silver, and the three blades at the tip were intersecting, gleaming with a pale golden light in the sunlight.

Hong stood holding a gun, his whole being seemingly becoming one with the gun.

Upon seeing Jiang Ming holding a spear, Hong's demeanor changed once again.

That spear intent, piercing the heavens, burst forth!

"Take this!"

Hong gave a warning and thrust out his spear.

The instant the spear thrust out, Jiang Ming felt the surrounding light suddenly dim, as if the entire world had been swallowed up by this spear!

Darkness descends!

It's not visual darkness, but absolute closure in terms of perception.

Light, sound, temperature, smell... all external information was cut off, leaving only that one point of cold light from the increasingly close gun tip!

"Dark Realm..."

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Jiang Ming felt a chill run down his spine.

Hong's realm of light is also his realm of darkness.

A flash of silver light appeared in Jiang Ming's eyes, and his Heavenly Eye was activated!

From the perspective of the Heavenly Eye, the darkness that shrouded the world instantly faded away, revealing the truth.

Countless pale black threads of light crisscrossed, weaving a vast net that covered an area of ​​about a kilometer in radius.

Hong's shot was the core of this great net, drawing the power of all the threads together in one strike!

"break!"

Jiang Ming did not choose to fight head-on, but instead used his spear to thrust diagonally, the tip of which precisely struck the point where the force of Hong's spear was transmitted.

Ding!

A soft tinkling sound, like the clinking of gold and jade.

Hong's gunshot paused slightly.

In that brief moment of hesitation, Jiang Ming slipped out from the gap in the gun net like a fish, and thrust his gun straight at Hong's left rib with a backhand!

The spear shot out like a dragon, and the pale golden primal force was highly concentrated at the tip of the spear, faintly forming a miniature golden star phantom!

Star Tribulation, First Form!

Guanyue!

A hint of surprise flashed in Hong's eyes.

Jiang Ming's timing, angle, and force in that shot were all exquisite.

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