Under One Person, Reviving the Trinity Sect

With a "bang", a corner of the battlefield exploded, and countless broken limbs fell to the ground.

The Taoist master of the Feixian Sect rose up to resist and fought with his life. He drew talismans with his left hand and held a seal with his right hand. His body was like flowing light, and he easily avoided the human wave tactics while controlling the majestic white light, condensing it into a sword rain storm, and killing his way out of a bloody path.

"Come!--"

He was full of fighting spirit, and every inch of his skin was shrouded in divine light. He actually performed one of the twelve secret techniques of the Feixian Sect, the "Miracle on Earth".

The next moment, a sharp sound like cotton cloth being torn was heard from the depths of the void, and a pair of huge golden hands pushed aside the dark sea of ​​clouds for thousands of miles, revealing a towering Dharma image of unknown height overlooking the world. It was undoubtedly the ancestor of the Feixian Sect, the Feixian Taoist Master of Heaven and Earth!
That Taoist regarded the ancestor as a god of faith, and in later generations, he used the secret method of "miracles on earth" to directly create a god that matched his conception.

In an instant, the entire battlefield fell silent. The elite members of the evil spirit camp all had expressions of fear in their eyes. They were also in big trouble!
The Dharma image of Feixian Daojun, hovering in the void, brought an infinite sense of oppression to the creatures on the battlefield. His drooping eyes were indifferent and sharp, just as if the heaven viewed all living beings in the mortal world as ants.

The Supreme Ancient Emperor of the Evil Spirit Clan became His first target. Immediately, under the urging of the Taoist Lord, the Dharmakaya raised his giant hand that covered the sky and the sun, gathered billions of purple-gold divine thunders, and struck down with one blow.

“BOOM!!!”

"Boom!"

Countless thunders landed precisely on the location where the Ancient Emperor was, but it ignored them and allowed the bombardment of the purple-gold divine thunder. It was as relaxed as a spring breeze, and its soul body, which had been tempered to be indestructible, did not show any signs of being shaken.

The other Taoists who witnessed this scene were all in despair, their hearts dead. The Twelve Techniques of the Feixian Sect were the most powerful among them, but even so, they were like an ant trying to shake a tree and were overestimating their own abilities.

"boom!!!"

The ancient evil spirit emperor roared and pointed directly at the void. The space shattered layer by layer. The huge Dharma image was like a clear water surface that was disturbed. It shattered into thousands in an instant and could no longer take shape.

After all, that was not the real body of Feixian Taoist, but just a magical spell. It could not defend against the serious attack of the Evil Spirit Ancient Emperor.

"Pfft!!"

At the same time, the Taoist master of Feixian Sect who cast the spell was bleeding in the void. His magical power backfired and he vomited blood, his limbs twitched, and he fell to the ground like a meteorite.

"call out!"

"call out!!!"

Tens of thousands of hungry evil spirits rushed forward, trying to infiltrate each other's bodies and complete the parasitism.

The Taoist master was in a trance and had been severely injured several times. He was almost exhausted, but he did not expect that his body would be taken away and become the skin of an even more terrifying monster, causing trouble to the world, so he caught fire.

"Pong!"

The white and strange flame burned from the inside out, using flesh and blood as its container and soul as its oil. It burned more and more vigorously, and in just a blink of an eye, the terrifying heat caused the evil souls that rushed over to fly away.

The whole process took less than a few breaths, and the man's figure gradually turned into nothingness and disappeared between heaven and earth.

The suspected death of this Taoist master who came from the Feixian Sect dealt an unimaginable blow to the morale on the battlefield, and the defeat was getting faster and faster.

Following the orders of the Supreme Ancient Emperor, millions of evil spirits began to charge. Nearly half of the more than a thousand human monks were corrupted. Two of the six fighting Taoists were parasitized and became new monsters. They were still struggling, but were powerless to save the situation.

The other four were fighting and retreating, and they even began to waver in their hearts as to whether they should retreat.

It’s not that they fear death, but the gap between them and the supreme existence of the evil spirits is too huge. Even if they burn all the candles of life, they are no match for a slight blow from the other side and are extinguished.

Instead of defending the position, it is better to stretch the front line and wait for support. The result of doing so is that some evil spirits will inevitably invade the mortal world successfully, and it will be difficult to catch them in the future.

This dilemma did not last long.

When the Ancient Emperor took action again and pushed the front line forward, the only four remaining Dao Lords made a decision instantly and retreated at the same time.

At this time, a cluster of holy white flames suddenly ignited in the dark camp of evil spirits. More and more light gathered and intertwined to form a strange, eggshell-like film. The figure inside was extremely similar to the Taoist who died first.

"Ok?"

"That is?!"

"This aura, isn't it? There is a chance of a turnaround!"

Countless gazes were cast over there, and the ancient emperor of the evil spirit clan seemed to have noticed something. His expression was subtle and cautious, and he chose to destroy it. Unfortunately, it was too late.

"Boom!!!"

A blood-red spear was thrown from the ancient emperor's hand, piercing through the void, and seemed to be just a few feet away. It instantly approached the ball of light floating in the void, and a violent collision broke out, shaking the battlefield thousands of miles away.

The earth collapsed, the sky broke apart, and any humans and evil spirits that got a little closer were all turned into blood mist.

When the light and smoke dissipated, a majestic figure appeared in their place.

The man was in high spirits, his aura was overwhelming, his eyes were like cold lightning, and the true energy and spiritual energy in his body were far greater than before.

At the moment of his death, he cultivated the 'Secret Key to the Ultimate Dao', pushed open the mysterious ultimate door, briefly recovered to the peak of his life level, and broke through far beyond it. His demeanor was exceptionally calm and serene, with a sense of indifference as if he had seen through all the vanity in the world.

A bright moon-shaped halo hung high behind him, making him look like a god.

"Wow——!"

"Wow——!"

His true Qi was white and sharp, and looked as gentle as a stream. It continued to spread outward in circles with him as the starting point. All the evil spirits that were touched along the way fell without exception.

Even the evil spirit in the blood-colored soul armor did not dare to step into the white ripple range that was like a life forbidden zone, and the situation on the battlefield was reversed.

This ancient Taoist who lived more than 3,000 years ago was named Changxian. He was a fellow disciple of the fourth-generation master of the Feixian Sect. At this moment, he had already mastered this supreme secret technique and dominated the battlefield.

His chest was like a vast starry sky with endless white flames surging inside, and he was wearing a platinum battle armor made of true Qi.

Taoist Changxian looked down at the battlefield below with extreme calmness, like a frosty white leaf floating in the endless black and gray ocean.

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The Evil Spirit Ancient Emperor stared at him from a distance, and the undisguised murderous aura of both sides formed wisps of dazzling scarlet, crisscrossing the battlefield like a howling hurricane.

"boom!!!"

They stared at each other in silence for a few seconds without any tit-for-tat words. Then the man and the evil spirit started fighting directly. The void trembled, and dense afterimages kept colliding, one punch after another.

They fought in a fierce battle, and the aftermath alone destroyed nearly a thousand miles of the battlefield. The humans and evil spirits covered in it were unable to escape, and could not even utter a cry of pain before they lost their consciousness, their bodies were destroyed, and they were sent to the afterlife.

Soon, angry roars resounded through the sky, and purple-black blood fell like heavy rain.

The Ancient Evil Emperor was beheaded by Taoist Changxian, and a large hole was blasted through his body. He was severely injured and no longer had his previous ferocity.

A roar similar to that of a wild beast echoed across the battlefield, followed by a more terrifying black shadow that covered the entire world. It was the bloodline magical power of the evil spirits, which had entered a desperate stage, suddenly plunging the battlefield into absolute darkness. Only a dazzling white light remained, and it became brighter and brighter. Changxian Daojun took a deep breath, and the humans and evil spirits trapped in the darkness could see his figure and his actions.

"Boom!!!"

Millions of black lights attacked from all directions, trying to take over the body of Taoist Changxian, but he stood firm, with a layer of dim yellow light lingering on his body, and he regarded all the killing moves as nothing.

The Evil Spirit Ancient Emperor refused to believe in evil and intensified his offensive, determined to wipe out this great enemy.

The two fought for more than ten breaths, but there was no result. Changxian Daojun just stood there quietly, his eyes calm, the smile on his lips no longer restrained.

As he smiled gently, as if victory was achieved, the whole world began to shake and roar.

"Boom!!!"

The sky was crumbling, and countless fireballs, like stars from outer space, were summoned by Taoist Master Changxian, burning densely packed fiery holes in the dark sky.

Then, the darkness covering the battlefield was also shrouded by the moonlight barrier that rose from the ground. Gradually, the sky and the earth slowly formed a furnace, the fire of burning the world spread, and evil spirits fell down in groups.

"Boom!!!"

The Ancient Emperor launched a final counterattack. Countless darkness attacked the Taoist Master Changxian. In the center of the battlefield, there was a sudden explosion. Flames raged to the sky. Everything was over. Hundreds of thousands of evil spirits and the Supreme Being were forever in silence.

However, the war is not over yet, and Changxian Daojun has reached his limit. His body is like broken white ceramic, and the time he can stay is getting shorter and shorter.

Finally, he stared in a certain direction, smiled without saying a word, slowly let out a breath, and passed away, with his soul turning into the breeze.

The war between humans and evil spirits continued, but Changxian ended silently.

Through Xianhua's memory, Jiang Mo witnessed the horror of the ultimate secret key.

The Taoist who was defeated by the Ancient Emperor of Evil Spirits had perfected the fourth realm of the five realms of Qi refining, 'reaching the other shore', and was only a step away from 'seeing the Immortal Palace'.

After successfully performing the spell, he was promoted to the late stage of 'Jianxian Palace' in one step, almost the same as the Feixian Master before he refined the fragments of the Book of History. The desperate situation that was originally impossible to overcome was thus solved.

Jiang Mo was excited, and he understood why the old man insisted on teaching him the Twelve Flying Immortal Techniques.

On the one hand, it makes him the third hidden chess piece after the headmaster of Feixian and the master of Feixian.

If the first two people met with an accident and were sniped by forces outside Tianyuan, then he would be the last hope and could continue to go to Feixian County and seize the body of faith left by Feixian Taoist without anyone noticing.

No one could have imagined that the world's number one demon lord would actually possess the supreme secret method of the Feixian Sect. With this plan, perhaps there would be less resistance in the future.

Secondly, the power of the "Secret Key of the Ultimate Dao" may become a trump card for a comeback in the future.

From Xian Hua's perspective, he absolutely trusts Jiang Mo's talent and strength, and naturally has high expectations for him to master the 'Secret Key of the Ultimate Dao'.

If there ever comes a day when the world falls, Jiang Mo, who has been blessed by Jidao, will be promoted to a higher realm again, and is expected to become the person with the highest realm in Tianyuan throughout history.

Even if it would be affected by the incomplete laws, he would be absolutely sure to kill the strong men of the Sunset Royal Court, the Daye Dynasty, and the Void Sword Sect.

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After refining all the secret memories, Jiang Mo sat cross-legged on the spot, ready to practice.

Among the twelve secret techniques, he only needed four: 'Past Body', 'Faith Body', 'Rope to Bind Immortals and Slay Demons', and 'Secret Key to the Ultimate Way'.

As the most elite sect's secret skills, the cultivation of the four methods is by no means easy. However, with Xian Hua's insights, Jiang Mo has an idea that it will take him less than thirty years to deduce these four skills from scratch to the peak level of perfection.

Taking into account his original age, multiple training sessions, and the use of 'Isolation from the World' to avoid the passage of time, Jiang Mo's real age once approached 400.

He could endure a mere thirty years. Without a moment's hesitation, Jiang Mo was trapped in the thin film of time to practice, maintaining a distant state from the outside world.

During the first three years, he practiced the 'Rope to Bind Immortals and Slay Demons' without any failures. He succeeded in one go, just like he did before.

After that, after one year, Jiang Mo completely achieved perfection.

From the 5th to the 13th year, the body of faith was cultivated and reached the realm of Yuzhen, but Jiang Mo did not build his own body of faith.

From the 14th to the 20th year, the past body reached the pinnacle and lasted for a quarter of an hour.

From the 21st year to the 27th year, Jiang Mo had memorized all the contents of the Extreme Secret Key and simulated it tens of thousands of times, but for the sake of caution, he did not pass the last level.

He and all the masters and Taoist masters of the Feixian Sect have entered the "Schrödinger's realm", which is neither achieved nor unachieved. They simply treat it as a trump card for insurance purposes in case of emergency.

In the attic, the light film on Jiang Mo's body gradually collapsed and dissipated.

When his eyelashes trembled and his eyes opened again, it seemed as if a lifetime had passed. 27 years had passed, making him feel a little tired, but the time in the real world was only a moment.

"Is everything going well, little friend?"

Xian Hua brought a cup of hot tea, handed it to Jiang Mo, and asked with concern.

"I lived up to your trust. I have completed thirteen of the twelve, and have made some progress on the remaining 'Secret Key to the Ultimate Dao'. However, I have not taken the risk to take the last step."

Jiang Mo took a sip of tea and suddenly felt calm and relieved of a lot of fatigue. He told the truth about the four secret techniques he had chosen and the level he had reached in his cultivation.

"Oh? That's great, very good!"

"Come! I happen to have something to show you."

The old man smiled happily, then took out a map, spread it on the tea table, and looked at it with Jiang Mo. That was the map magic weapon they had robbed from the Luo family's apostles before.

"interesting."

Jiang Mo looked at the map that could zoom in and out of the scene. It was just as real as the maps he saw on his phone or computer, and he couldn't help but admire it.

It records the three continents and twelve counties of the Daye Dynasty, which are extremely large and vast. With Xian Hua's continuous testing, Jiang Mo can even see the specific mountains and rivers, as well as the clear appearance of villages, towns and capitals.

The Sunset Royal Court outside the imperial dynasty appears to be much thinner, with only approximate locations marked and unable to be enlarged for viewing.

Due to the limited vision of the map maker, he was unable to personally visit the demon clan's heartland and the records of the Void Sword Sect hundreds of thousands of miles away.

Therefore, the content of the map is most clear only within the scope of the Daye Dynasty, and the contents of the latter two combined are not even one thousandth of the former.

Soon, Jiang Mo noticed that at the borders of the three major forces, there were magnificent walls that were as high as mountains and stretched for millions of miles standing on the land to prevent each other's invasion.

On the east side of the Great Wall, in the black area that was blocked off by the other party, there were two ancient characters marked on it: Tianyuan. (End of this chapter)