On the eighth floor of the Tongtian Bridge—
Everything stood frozen.
Space.
Law fluctuations.
Even the devastating spear strike suspended mid-air.
Time itself had been locked.
Jiang Yan's figure vanished.
In the next instant, he appeared directly in front of the masked golden-armored gatekeeper.
No hesitation.
The dark-gold spear in his hand pierced forward like judgment descending.
Fifth Form of the Four Elephants Spear Codex — Worldbreaker!
"Break for me!"
Inside the gatekeeper's inner world, the Origin of the Law of Gold erupted violently.
The Realm Lord roared in terror, mobilizing everything he had, forcing his will and laws to clash against the frozen river of time—
Crack!
After two breaths—
Time Halt shattered.
But it was already too late.
Jiang Yan's spear tip had pierced directly into the opponent's dantian, tearing through the inner world and impaling the Origin Bead at its core.
For Domain Lords, one destroyed the life core.
For Realm Lords—
The Origin Bead was their absolute foundation.
Boom!
The Origin Bead shattered.
The gatekeeper's body disintegrated instantly, reduced to nothingness.
Eighth floor — instant kill.
Jiang Yan withdrew his spear and exhaled softly.
"This body's realm is still too low."
His expression was calm, but his thoughts were clear.
Time Halt is absolute against weaker opponents…
But against high-level Realm Lords, they can break free too quickly.
If it were his Destroying Behemoth body, already approaching true Realm Lord strength—
Freezing such an opponent for half an hour would be trivial.
Unfortunately, his Earthling body's growth rate was destined to be slower.
"That can't be helped."
"After the Sky Bridge… I'll break through to Universe Level first."
As the mist dissipated, the ninth-floor entrance appeared.
Jiang Yan stood at the end of the eighth bridge segment, eyes sharp.
"The eighth-floor gatekeepers are Invincible Realm Lords acknowledged by a single Origin Law…"
"Then the ninth floor…"
"Should be an Immortal."
He stepped forward without hesitation.
On the central plaza of the Tongtian Bridge Plane—
Silence.
Absolute silence.
The crowned kings stood frozen, their expressions heavy.
Stellar-level… clearing the eighth floor.
That wasn't leaping realms—
It was slaughtering across three major boundaries.
Bolan, Rong Jun, Long Yun, and the other geniuses had already left.
They didn't dare keep watching.
One more glance, and their Dao Hearts would shatter.
With Jiang Yan standing there—
They felt only suffocating pressure.
An unclimbable mountain.
"Once he uses Time Halt and Teleportation," King Zhenyan sighed,
"ordinary Immortals… can't do anything to him."
"Exactly."
"We almost forgot—he holds two supreme-law secret techniques."
Only now did the Immortals truly remember:
Jiang Yan had mastered—
One secret of Time LawOne secret of Space Law
Most Immortals mastered none.
Those who grasped even one were considered top-tier.
Even the Star Illusion King, a peak-ranked King, had only mastered Teleportation and Space Compression.
Yet Jiang Yan—
A mere Star-level—
Held one secret from each superior law.
Utterly monstrous.
"Can he pass the ninth floor?"
the Star Illusion King asked quietly.
Red Kite answered without hesitation.
"He can."
"The ninth-floor gatekeeper is only a Realm Lord acknowledged by two Origin Laws."
"He has Immortal-level combat power, but he hasn't completed the life-gene evolution."
"Jiang Yan still has a chance."
She paused.
"But the tenth floor…"
"That's a true Immortal."
"Time Halt will have almost no effect."
The Star Illusion King inhaled sharply.
"He's already creating a record unseen since the universe was born."
Red Kite nodded faintly, then added:
"When you guide him in the future, focus on Space Strangulation."
"You're still missing that third space-law secret."
"If he grasps it…"
"He may master it before you do."
The Star Illusion King's eyes flashed.
On the ninth floor of the Tongtian Bridge—
The mist was gone.
Instead, a radiant galaxy stretched endlessly ahead.
Jiang Yan stood at its edge, thinking calmly.
"If I choose a warrior…"
"My odds are only about thirty percent."
His Earthling body, at its limit, stood at Invincible Realm Lord level.
Against a true Immortal—
Even with Time Halt, the opponent would break free almost instantly.
Just like the eighth-floor gatekeeper.
"Only one choice remains."
"Spiritual Controller — Illusionist."
His will had already touched the Third Realm.
Ordinary Immortal-level illusions were meaningless to him.
Red Kite had tested him personally.
He shattered Immortal illusions instantly.
Now—
Against ordinary Immortals…
His will was invincible.
The only question was—
Could the opponent's martial combat hold up?
If not—
The ninth floor would fall.
A deep voice echoed through the galaxy:
"Choose your opponent."
"Warrior."
"Spiritual Controller."
"Spiritual Illusionist."
"Defeat them, and you may pass."
"I choose—"
"Spiritual Controller, Illusionist."
The moment his words fell—
Starlight condensed.
A white-robed masked figure emerged, standing atop a dark cloud shuttle, a dark-gold spear in hand.
Most striking of all—
At the center of his brow, two overlapping Origin Law marks shimmered.
"Hmm?"
Jiang Yan's pupils narrowed.
"Not an Immortal…"
"A Realm Lord acknowledged by two Origin Laws—Gold and Wind."
Dangerous.
Very dangerous.
The oppressive aura alone carried Immortal-level pressure.
The masked figure stared at Jiang Yan in disbelief.
"A Stellar Ninth Order…"
"Breaking into the ninth floor?"
"You are exceptional."
"Even better than Coty, back in the day."
Jiang Yan smiled faintly.
"Perhaps."
He wasn't better than Coty.
But he had something Coty never did.
The masked man shook his head.
"No need for modesty."
Then his voice hardened.
"However—"
"I will not hold back."
"Not just because you are a Star."
The galaxy trembled.
The ninth-floor battle—
Had truly begun.