Chapter 35: Heaven and Earth Were Born With Me, All Things Are One With Me!
This was a world of data. To battle across realms, aside from essential comprehension of laws, the most critical factor was one's data-based strength.
Apprentice, Planetary, Sector Lord...
Each minor stage was nearly double the power of the last.
In the future, even Sector Lord-level Golden-Horned Beasts could annihilate Undying Lords and even Marquises — all calculated in thousands of times the strength of a Sector Lord.
Even at the Realm of Venerables, battle power was still measured in hundreds of millions times Sector Lord force.
With the right law comprehension, sufficient power tier, and means to erase divine bodies (like the Star-Eating Grass, Wings of Slaughter, or special toxins), cross-tier kills weren't just possible — they were expected.
But right now, he was still at the Planetary level. No need to consider all those conditions just yet.
That's why Jiang Zhe had full confidence he could take on 4000 tons of force with his standard 1000-ton output. It wasn't arrogance—it was meticulously calculated confidence.
"Anna, can this transform into a battle suit? What about its defensive capabilities?"
Orianna didn't answer — she acted.
A thin film of aged, dark bronze metal seeped over the SS-grade combat suit, exuding a heavy and ancient aura unique to bronze artifacts.
"Master, combined with the Black God Set, after dual-layer defense weakening, Lin Nansheng's attacks will barely scratch you."
A glint of sharpness flashed in Jiang Zhe's eyes as he reached for the Eight-Treasure Tuolong Spear, still wrapped in cloth behind his back. The soul of a brawler burned brightly within him.
Orianna added in a timely manner, "Master, choosing close combat might put you in a tough spot."
"Hm… What's my current physical strength?"
"Your punch force is currently 243.8 tons. In terms of raw physique, you're not far from a High-tier War God."
Then she presented more detailed data.
"Before using Dragon's Blood, your body was around 100 to 110 tons. With the interaction of Dragon's Blood and spiritual energy, the amplification was roughly 2.4x, far exceeding your clan's usual increase from Dragon's Blood."
Jiang Zhe nodded slightly.
Orianna hadn't existed back then—she had extrapolated this from available data, and her conclusions were mostly accurate.
"Even with a 12x power amplification, that's only about 3000 tons of strength, still a bit short of Lin Nansheng's normal combat output."
"And you're also mistaken — the Eight-Treasure Tuolong Spear cannot easily pierce the Black God Set!"
"Your grandfather only pierced it by boosting his base 3000-ton strength to over 20,000 tons to kill a Planetary-level foe."
Jiang Zhe furrowed his brows, but then his expression changed as realization dawned.
He had overlooked something critical.
Back when Luo Feng was only at Planetary Stage 1, even using F-grade metal fragments, cutting through the Black God Set had been extremely difficult.
"I see. I'll be cautious." Jiang Zhe's face became more serious, no longer as confident.
He could take advice. He wasn't someone who ignored logic out of pride.
Several flying knives hovered behind him. As he sensed the number he could fully control, he was briefly stunned—then settled.
Four flying knives drilled through the earth ahead, opening a tunnel.
Jiang Zhe darted through it, rapidly approaching the surface.
"Anna, confirm Lin Nansheng's location again."
"Southeast, 84 kilometers above ground," Orianna replied. In just a few seconds, she had hacked into Earth's networks and pinpointed his location via satellite.
"At current speed, you'll intercept in 73 seconds."
"During combat, do not land on the ground. Planetary-level enemies can use the ground to accelerate, giving them a major edge."
"Reliable!" Jiang Zhe gave her a thumbs-up. "Got it."
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Australia, vast and wild.
After 30 years without human presence, nature had returned to its primeval state.
Three hundred meters up in the air, a black-armored figure hovered slowly, his sharp eyes scanning below like a hawk, hunting his target.
His pressure radiated outward like a quasi-king-level beast. Not even birds dared approach.
Then, he spotted a rapidly approaching black speck in the distance.
Zooming in with his hawk-like vision, he identified a brass-armored mental energy user carrying a spear wrapped in cloth.
2.6 meters long.
The Eight-Treasure Tuolong Spear.
He knew instantly—this was Jiang Zhe.
Lin Nansheng accelerated toward him. But he frowned slightly. "New armor? And he's charging toward me?"
Not that it mattered. He didn't think a wolf pup could ever kill a tiger.
What he cared more about was Jiang Zhe's speed. Soon, he had an estimate.
"A mid-tier War God, it seems. Slightly slower than me. Once he gets close — he's mine!"
His eyes burned.
"That spear... Once I get it, I'll hide it, wait out the investigations, and when I reach near-Hong-level, I'll use it to rise to Earth's throne!"
Meanwhile, Jiang Zhe was comparing the approaching figure with the photos Orianna had shown.
A wiry middle-aged man, wearing green combat gear, locked in battle with the Roaring Whale King.
But now, this guy looked like the Hulk in black armor.
Jiang Zhe clicked his tongue. "Anna, if you hadn't told me, I'd never have believed this guy is Lin Nansheng. The disguise is flawless."
"Master, slow down! You're flying too fast—you'll spook him!"
"Only two kilometers left. Just a few seconds. I'll blitz him!"
Jiang Zhe laughed, spiritual force surging.
Over Mach 2, he rapidly closed in.
300 meters — within his spiritual force radius!
Fourteen flying knives shot out behind him, appearing instantly around Lin Nansheng's body at vital points.
Lin Nansheng was still stunned by Jiang Zhe's speed.
Suddenly—
BANG!!!
The fourteen knives struck like thunder, each carrying 1000 tons of force, totaling nearly 15,000 tons of explosive power.
Even after armor mitigation, over 1500 tons of raw impact smashed across Lin Nansheng's body.
Blood sprayed violently from his mouth.
His organs felt like they had ruptured.
In that moment of shock, he thought:
Who is this?! Am I fighting Councilor Ist?!
How can a spiritual force user be this terrifying?!
Planetary-level?
No — he's standing on a shield, not flying freely!
Even more terrifying.
His expression dimmed.
Two decades of planning, shattered in seconds.
Even if others wanted that spear, no one would dare provoke the Jiang Family now—they had three Planetary-level fighters!
He tried to recover quickly.
"Who are you?! Why attack me?! Are you defying the First Councilor's law forbidding Planetary-level combat?!"
He played dumb, trying to spin the narrative.
"Ha." Jiang Zhe sneered. "Lin Nansheng, I know everything you've done. You can die here today."
Hearing his name, Lin Nansheng's heart nearly stopped.
He had no idea how he had been exposed.
Fourteen blades struck again.
He raised his spear, sweeping the knives away, then unleashed a desperate, kill-or-be-killed thrust.
But Jiang Zhe noticed something strange—
A wood-type insight hidden in the thrust. Like vines trying to bind him.
"Rebirth? Wood domain?"
Jiang Zhe chuckled coldly.
He broke free using spiritual force and dodged.
Then fourteen knives smashed into Lin Nansheng's back again, blasting him over 100 meters away.
"Master, watch out! He's trying to fall to the ground!"
Jiang Zhe saw it too.
Orianna warned, "His wood-type ability lets him heal through plants. And on the ground, he can explode with immense speed using leverage."
"Don't let him land! Once he does, it'll be like a dragon entering the sea!"
They exchanged all this in a split second.
"Die!!" Jiang Zhe roared.
A crimson banner mark appeared at his brow, glowing ominously.
Dark purple runes spread from his chest, crawling over his body, emanating a wicked aura — though hidden beneath his armor.
He had activated his bloodline secret technique:
[Brute Force]!
Under 2x amplification, Jiang Zhe's power, speed, defense, and even soul strength surged.
He launched forward.
Fourteen knives raced ahead like silver shooting stars — no, fifteen.
A conical weapon, like a spear tip, was hidden among them.
Lin Nansheng was still focused on reaching the ground.
He thought he'd just get hit once more and cough up blood again.
But then…
"Spare him!"
A thunderous voice echoed from afar — someone had used genetic resonance to send their voice across kilometers.
Jiang Zhe knew who it was — and ignored it.
Lin Nansheng, confused, looked back—
Only to see his long-desired treasure flying toward him.
Stab!
The Black God Armor was pierced.
Pain exploded through his chest.
Before he could react, he saw the gaping hole where his heart had been.
His throat convulsed.
Blood poured out.
His eyes dimmed.
With shock and unwillingness etched on his face, his corpse plummeted from the sky.
Jiang Zhe's unique vision saw streams of glowing essence—source essence—pour into the crimson banner at his brow.
A cross-realm kill, and a massive reward.
Then—
A red triangular warship appeared, hovering hundreds of meters away.
A black figure flew out, grabbed Lin Nansheng's corpse, and faced Jiang Zhe.
It was Hong.
Earth's strongest.
Jiang Zhe had only seen him once before. Now, they faced each other directly.
Black clothes. Cropped hair. Sharp eyes.
His presence was like a spear pointed at the sky.
Suddenly—
BOOM!!!
Jiang Zhe felt his mind go blank.
The world darkened.
The sun vanished.
A divine pressure descended.
In this black world, only that man remained illuminated.
Jiang Zhe felt like an insect under a god's gaze.
Impossible!
You're joking, right?!
The pressure stirred something deep within him.
He respected Hong, yes—but he would not kneel.
He was a transmigrator, forged by Earth and infused with divine crystal.
His spirit was unique.
Spirit as commander!
Will as general!
Consciousness as soldier!
In that moment, he shattered the domain's influence.
He heard ancient scriptures echo in his mind — as if sages were chanting together.
One voice grew louder than the rest:
"Heaven and Earth were born with me, all things are one with me!"
Jiang Zhe's eyes snapped open.
His gaze pierced the darkness, straight at Hong.
"Old Immortal, your disciple has understood!"
What happened next shocked Hong.
Jiang Zhe didn't just break free — he merged into Hong's domain!
You… what are you doing?!
Stop it!
Hong panicked and withdrew his domain.
Sunlight returned.
Jiang Zhe licked his lips in regret.
He had just started dissecting that domain — like a medical student with a frog.