Under One Person, Reviving the Trinity Sect

"Uncle Master, is this a bit too much?"

"We are only after money. If we really cook it, I am afraid it will bring trouble to the sect. The old dragon king is the real ruler of the six palaces. His strength is similar to that of several deputy sect masters of our sect, or even stronger."

"Do you think there is any way to bring him back to life?"

Zhao Yishan advised with some fear.

The ruler of the six palaces outside the domain corresponds to the peak of the peerless Taoist monarch, but because the demon clan's weapon refining skills are mediocre, they cannot find matching powerful magic weapons, and their strength improvement is limited.

Although the cultivators of the human race are far weaker than the masters of the fifth and sixth palaces under normal circumstances, their combat power is greatly improved after they are blessed with magical instruments of a certain grade, and they can compete with them. However, they can only compete with them, and if they fight to the death, they will eventually be defeated.

Unless it is an opponent of the same level, and with the support of a semi-innate or innate magic weapon, it is possible to kill the enemy demon.

The father of the little dragon king is ranked sixth among the ten overlords of the Sunset Royal Court. His strength is particularly terrifying. It is no exaggeration to say that in the entire Void Sword Sect, only the sect master can withstand his anger.

The outcome of the battle for the other three deputy sect leaders and thirty-two elders is uncertain and the chances of winning are slim.

Jiang Mo glanced at the uneasy Zhao Yi and said:

"Nothing more than that. The strong prey on the weak. It has always been like this."

"I have made up my mind. No one can persuade me."

Seeing Jiang Mo's eerily calm eyes, without any sign of wavering, Zhao Yi knew that there was no hope of reviving the little dragon king, so he shut up tremblingly.

"Song Ao?"

The young man, who was in deep thought, suddenly felt his heartbeat quicken when he heard the call.

"The disciple is here."

"Confiscate the storage rings of everyone present. If there is any resistance, report it to me."

As Jiang Mo spoke, he glanced at the prisoners in the hall and said bluntly:

"You don't have to cooperate. I have plenty of ways to make you wish you were dead. Please consider your own physical and mental health, lest I start a war again and hurt you, the delicate outsiders."

"." The whole place was in dead silence, and no one dared to respond.

After receiving Jiang Mo's order, Song Ao took action immediately.

At this point, he began to feel regretful and would not have gotten involved in this mess.

One can enter this abyss but cannot get out. Especially this so-called Xuanzun, his mood is so unpredictable that he feels in awe.

"Hurry up and take it out."

"And you, stop looking."

"Do you want me to chop off your head with a sword? Don't hesitate."

"immediately."

"I'll count to three. If you don't open the storage barrier, then you don't have to open it."

Song Ao walked along, urging people in a cold voice. When he saw someone who was uncooperative and stubborn, he would kill him with a single blow of his sword. The whole process was smooth and effortless, without any delay.

In about half an hour, there were nearly a hundred corpses in the hall. They were all monks of humble origins. They were deeply desperate and did not think there was any possibility of redeeming themselves. They refused to cooperate and were stabbed in the throat by Song Ao's sword.

On the contrary, those young elites who came from noble backgrounds and had lofty ambitions valued their lives more than anyone else.

They still had a bright future ahead of them and were unwilling to die here in such a cowardly way. The storage restrictions were opened one after another, revealing a treasure trove of resources that was taller than the mountains and wider than the sea.

"Song Bapi, you better remember this."

Some princes of the Daye Dynasty cursed in their hearts but dared not show it and endured it silently.

Heng Yue and Luo Hua from the Void Sword Sect also stared at Song Ao with hatred, wishing they could tear him into pieces.

Another half an hour later, Song Ao completed the harvest and had nearly 20,000 storage rings in his hands. Some of those with wealthy families had so many resources that even a ring could not hold them all, which was why they had such a huge number.

"Uncle Master, they are all here, and there is information about them."

"Please accept it."

Song Ao gathered a ball of memory light in his right hand and gently pushed with his left hand. The densely packed storage rings flew towards Jiang Mo like a river. He easily intercepted them and refined the ball of memory light in the process.

"it is good."

"well done."

Jiang Mo's consciousness instantly transformed into 10, checking all the storage rings and integrating the resources. He then fulfilled his promise and gave % of the storage rings to Song Ao and Zhao Yi respectively.

"Thank you, uncle."

"Thank you, uncle."

Although the two were frightened, they still took it honestly with both hands, and a cool feeling went straight up their backs.

Taking this opportunity means being liquidated by bigwigs, emperors, kings, demon monsters from outside the domain. Even though Song Ao and Zhao Yi have excellent psychological qualities, they feel a little uneasy at this moment.

"Uncle Master, if Tianyuan enters the world in the future, what should we do?"

"Can you protect us?"

Zhao Yi secretly asked Jiang Mo through voice transmission, he was now so frightened that his face looked serious.

Now he is only in the initial stage of the Immortal Palace. Even if given another two or three hundred years, he may not be able to reach the peak of the Immortal Palace, not to mention those powerful people in the Daye Dynasty and the Sunset Royal Court. By then, if any old antique slaps him, he will die with hatred.

"When soldiers come, they will block it; when water comes, the soil will cover it."

"If you have wine today, you will get drunk today."

Jiang Mo reprimanded Zhao Yi in a stern tone: "How can you achieve hegemony if you are so timid? When the time comes, I will take action. Even if Sect Master Ye, the Emperor, the Imperial Master, the Demon King and others come in person, there is no need to be afraid."

"Don't tell me, are you scared?"

"Reporting to Uncle Master, I dare not."

Zhao Yi groaned in his heart, he couldn't believe Jiang Mo's bold words.

The sect leader is suspected to be in the late or peak realm of the peerless Taoist monarch, and he also has a congenital magic weapon by his side. The Daye Martial Emperor and the National Master are both extraordinary martial artists, commonly known as Martial Saints, who are near-gods and comparable to the peerless Taoist monarch. Then there is the Demon King of the Sunset Royal Court, who is the master of the Eight Palaces, or even the Nine Palaces, the most terrifying of all.

Even though Jiang Mo was very strong, Zhao Yi didn't believe that he could withstand the attacks of the three men and the monster.

Song Ao, on the other hand, was calm and composed, not worried at all about the future.

He just wants to survive now. Once he gets out, he will have plenty of excuses. If he wants to save his life, it won't be a big problem with a deputy sect master taking care of him.

The worst case scenario is to throw all the dirty water on Jiang Mo and declare that he is innocent and was coerced.

Such thoughts did not emerge from Song Ao's heart, but he would inevitably think so. He was even suppressing his thoughts, not daring to let any ripples appear, for fear of being noticed by Jiang Mo.

He was afraid of having his thoughts stolen, and he also tacitly acknowledged that Jiang Mo had this ability, so he was submissive from beginning to end, not revealing any flaws, and was respectful, becoming a sharp blade at Jiang Mo's disposal.

After the resources were divided, Jiang Mo waved his hand to disperse the restraints on all the outsiders present, and gathered Qi out of thin air to create a large number of stone tables and stone chairs. He ordered them to sit down and not make any noise, but to remain silent.

"Grrrrrrrrrr!!!"

The large cauldron in the center of the palace was burning red hot and almost melting, and a strong medicinal aroma filled the air.

It was also at this time that a burst of brisk footsteps was heard, and Yaowang came back with dozens of little demons behind him, carrying plate after plate of dragon meat and starting to put it into the cauldron to boil.

Afterwards, they took out pots and pans, used the fire from the cauldron, and started cooking the dissected and cut dragon bones.

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Seeing this scene, the transformed monsters from the Sunset King's Court were silent, and they couldn't help feeling grieving. Today it was the little dragon king, and perhaps tomorrow it would be them.

Jiang Mo sat on the throne in the hall and took out piles of thick ancient books from his massive storage ring. Before browsing, he instructed Yue Min:
"Yue Lao, you can have dinner with them later. Don't bother me. I'll take a look at these foreign books first."

"Yes."

"Wow!"

"Wow!"

Jiang Mo flipped through the book, his eyes darting as he quickly read the information on it.

About a quarter of an hour later, Yao Wang, Yue Min, Yue Li and the dozens of little demons that came with Taotie began to feast on the dragon meat. The taste of the dragon meat was really first-rate, much more delicious than the flesh of many ancient kings they had eaten before.

After they were all full, Yao Wang ordered the little demons to distribute bowls and chopsticks, and serve soup and meat to the creatures from outside the domain.

The Daye royal family, the royal clan, and the disciples of the Void Sword Sect tasted them one by one, and their bad mood eased a lot.

However, none of the transformed demon cultivators in the Sunset King's court dared to pick up their chopsticks. They were afraid that the secret would be leaked in the future and they would be punished by the Dragon King. So they all sat quietly with their heads down, ignoring the fragrant smell of the dragon meat on the table.

Jiang Mo had been reading the ancient scrolls. After several hours, when only one tenth of the books were left, he suddenly spoke.

"Zhao Yi."

"Ah? Disciple is here." Someone was immersed in the trivialities of counting resources and quickly looked up and responded.

"Set up the formation in a quarter of an hour. I need to talk to everyone in the sect."

Jiang Mo had a faint smile on his face, the time to close the net had come.

"Yes."

"Song Ao?"

"Disciple is here!" Song Ao responded without changing his expression.

"Give him a helping hand and help maintain the operation of the formation." Jiang Mo continued to call on the troops and give orders.

"I understand." Song Ao nodded.

Outside the domain, three hours ago, on the southwest side of Tianyuan, in the distant demon clan territory, countless towers gathered in the most glorious and prosperous area. That was the imperial capital of the Sunset Royal Court, where billions of demon clan people lived.

"Boom!!!"

Suddenly, the wind and clouds changed, lightning flashed, thunder roared, and angry roars came from the end of the horizon. A huge beast attacked the imperial capital directly. In an instant, several similar auras burst out at the same time.

An unhappy voice sounded from a palace in the imperial capital.

"Jiao Li, are you crazy? Why don't you quickly restrain your aura? How dare you disturb the people! If His Majesty knew, you would be severely punished."

"My son is going to be eaten by the natives of Tianyuan! The same goes for your daughter, you old bastard. All the young people in my royal court have been kidnapped by that man. The Void Sword Sect is behind this and wants to destroy our bloodline!"

The dragon's voice was unreserved, breaking through layers of the void and reaching the palaces of princes and nobles everywhere.

"What?!" "It's broken! My son!!"

"Damn it, what the hell is going on!!"

In an instant, the imperial capital, which had calmed down a little, lost control again in an instant, and many terrifying auras revived. Without exception, they were all the rulers who had recently stationed in Beijing. The weakest ones had the cultivation level of the fifth palace, and the most powerful ones had the cultivation level of the sixth or seventh palace.

Some of their direct bloodlines also dive into the abyss of heaven to seek the whereabouts of innate magic weapons and the bodies of the flying immortals.

"My dear, please tell me in detail."

At this moment, a tall figure appeared. He was unparalleled in heroic appearance, with majestic and supreme eyes. He was wearing an imperial robe and walked slowly towards them while stepping on the void.

It is an incarnation of the Sunset Demon King. The original body is still in the forbidden area, helping the Pegasus Saint King to break through the barrier and cannot go out.

"An elder of the Void Sword Sect had been dormant and reincarnated in the Abyss many years ago, and then rose up there, sweeping away the masters of the land and becoming the strongest."

"Recently, he took action and ordered the Sword Sect's second-inherited Saint Song Ao to ring the 'Nine Nether Soul-Destroying Bell', covering the entire Sky Abyss and injuring all the intruders, forcing them to reveal their tracks, and then he captured them all in one fell swoop."

"Not long ago, he wanted to eat my son alive. I humbled myself in every way and begged him, but it was no use. He even wiped out my shadow!"

The old dragon gnashed his teeth and spoke with rage, becoming more and more impatient as he spoke:

"Your Majesty, this person may have stolen the three innate magic weapons, otherwise he would not have acted so rampantly. They are trying to exterminate our generation! From my son's memory, I also saw that several of your majesty's princes and princesses were also captured and are in danger of death at any time. Your Majesty, please send troops, or allow us to attack the Void Sword Sect to put pressure on them and force them to release them."

"Elder?"

The Sunset Demon Emperor's eyes turned cold, and he said, "It seems that they are willing to spend a lot of money to let an elder-level Taoist go in, which is tantamount to self-immolation. Humph, where are the people from the Daye Dynasty? Are they involved?"

"Reporting to His Majesty, the children of the royal family, civil and military officials were all captured, and some even died. A son of the Void Sword Sect was killed by Song Ao. Perhaps there are different factions fighting fiercely within their sects."

"Your Majesty, if you allow us to attack, there is a great chance of saving the hostages. If you delay, it will be too late!"

The old dragon king said urgently.

As soon as it finished speaking, several voices of agreement were heard one after another. They were undoubtedly the masters whose children were trapped in the Abyss.

"Your Majesty, please send troops to attack. I am willing to go."

"Your Majesty, there is no need to delay!!!"

"His Majesty."

"enough!"

The Sunset Demon King shouted, interrupting the overlords’ persuasion, and said coldly:
"How dare you imprison my children? Ha, I want to see which master of the Void Sword Sect ordered this!"

Then, it put its words into practice and issued an order to the entire huge imperial capital:
"Listen to my command, the ruler of the six palaces, follow me to the Void Sword Sect to ask what is right and wrong."

"Walk--"

"Boom!!!"

The next moment, the Sunset Demon King stretched out his hand and tore the void in front of him. Countless demonic energy storms raged. Behind the void was the capital of the Daye Dynasty.

In an instant, the Qi of countless martial arts masters revived instantly, and the general stationed in the capital flew into the air and shouted to the Demon King:
"What do you want to do?"

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"Boom!!!"

However, due to the long distance between them, the two did not even meet directly. The Sunset Demon King glanced down and severely injured the god general. Blood spilled into the void and he suddenly fell to the ground like a meteorite.

"Be bold!"

A king came in person and scolded him coldly.

"If you don't go to the Void Sword Sect, you will be waiting to collect corpses for your bloodline."

"call out!"

After the Sunset Demon Emperor finished speaking, he casually threw a black letter, which cut through the void. The black edge instantly expanded to a million feet, almost like a natural disaster. Such a blow was enough to sink the entire imperial capital.

"What?!"

The king's face turned pale, and before he could react to what was happening, the Sunset Demon King had disappeared, and the broken space cracks healed instantly. Only the world-destroying black light was still descending.

"Wow!!!"

At this moment when the sky was falling and the earth was cracking, the national teacher who had been watching took action.

He was a middle-aged man with a weathered face, a body like a crane, an immortal look, golden eyebrows, eyes like the sun and the moon, sitting cross-legged on top of a towering Taoist palace.

The dark light oppressed the capital, and he gently waved the whisk in his hand.

"Boom!!!"

A giant hand like that of an immortal or ancient god suddenly emerged from the ground, grabbed the million-foot-long black edge with bare hands, and brutally crushed it.

The crisis collapsed.

After a few breaths, the Imperial Master lowered his eyes and looked at the black letter paper that he had already grasped and spread out in his palm.

The iron-painted and silver-hooked handwriting on it made him look puzzled. He slowly stood up and sent a message to the emperor, officials, and princes to explain the situation.

"My sons and daughters, anyone who enters the Abyss will be captured and in imminent danger, even my naughty little disciple is no exception."

"The younger generation of the Sunset Royal Court also suffered the same fate. The source of the crime is suspected to be the Void Sword Sect. The two saints who were instigated are Song Ao and Zhao Yi. Most likely, they are related to the teacher behind them."

"The Sunset Demon Emperor has already gone to the Void Sword Sect to demand accountability, and is trying to force them to release the people with force. If they don't, he will destroy the Sword Sect at all costs."

"Everyone, is there anyone willing to go?"

The Imperial Master had important matters to attend to and could not leave the capital, so he sought advice from all the officials, the Emperor, the four kings, and a group of generals.

"Don't worry about this matter, Imperial Master. I will go on my way."

A voice sounded slowly, and a tall figure walked out of the magnificent and luxurious white jade palace.

That was the emperor of the imperial dynasty. He was taciturn and casually opened up a teleportation formation, locked the corresponding space coordinates, and then took a step forward, crossing thousands of miles.

"Your Majesty, please also bring back my inferior disciple. I will be very grateful."

The Imperial Master looked down at the formation in the distance and entrusted the hidden figure with this task, and the reply he received was brief and to the point.

"it is good."

"Gentlemen, whoever is willing to protect His Majesty, follow me!"

The void of the royal city echoed with heroic shouts, and the person who spoke was King Xuanfeng, one of the four great kings.

The next moment, he also turned into a bright green light, drilled into the formation where the emperor disappeared, and followed him.

"Master, I am leaving too!"

"National Master, the royal city is empty, I leave it to you!"

"Master, I will take my leave!"

In just a short moment, one after another dazzling martial arts Qi flow rose into the sky, like the rising sun in broad daylight, and all rushed into the formation to assist the emperor.

The children of some of them are also in dire straits, but it is not difficult for these powerful people to sense some calculation in this decision.

As the most powerful imperial teacher of the dynasty, he remained motionless and did not go to the Void Sword Sect, while the emperor himself was there.

This is an absurd thing that has never happened in any dynasty, but it happened in this era!
The majesty of the national teacher is more terrifying than that of the emperor. He suppresses all officials and heroes in almost all aspects. Even the imperial power pales in comparison to this terrifying martial saint.

What is a Martial Saint?

There are 12 stages in warrior training: Blood Refining, Meridian Expansion, Body Tempering, Dragon Platform, Flying, Secret Treasure, Mysterious Power, True One, Divine Bridge, Ten Thousand Transformations, Flawless, and Martial God.

When one reaches the 'flawless' realm, he becomes a Martial Saint. Anyone at this level can fight against the powerful demons of the Fourth, Fifth and Sixth Palaces with his physical body alone.

If we have top-notch weapons, we can win the battle!
Like the imperial teacher of the imperial dynasty, he has only taken action three times since he ascended the throne.

With one strike of his sword, he struck down three invading rulers of the six palaces of the demon clan, causing them to be seriously injured and flee.

Once he went to the battlefield in person and performed miracles. He confronted the Sunset Demon King at the border of the southern region. A fierce battle broke out in the sky. The outcome was unclear, but in the end the war stopped.

Another time, the Blood Moon King was dissatisfied with the National Master's control over everything and his usurpation of royal authority, so he announced his crimes to the world in an attempt to purge his side.

In the presence of hundreds of officials and common people, the two fought in the forbidden area of ​​the imperial dynasty. After only five rounds, the king was defeated miserably and his arm was torn off by the national teacher.

The latter did not even use any martial arts killing moves, but instead used some unconventional methods of refining qi and magic.

But even so, it was the National Master who won. He was an unprecedented powerful man who practiced both spiritual and martial arts.

Unlike the strongest men in history, who either practiced pure martial arts or specialized in arts, only the national master was proficient in both martial arts and arts, overlooking the heroes of the entire dynasty, as majestic and unclimbable as a mythical giant mountain.

If the emperor had not pleaded for mercy, the Blood Moon King would have been beheaded in the imperial forbidden area that year.

Since the end of that war, the ruling power of the national teacher has soared to a level that surpasses the imperial power.

He is undoubtedly the strongest warrior in the country!
There is nothing much to say about a person like this sitting in the royal city, but some people are suspicious by nature and mistakenly believe that the younger generation has been kidnapped, so going to the Void Sword Sect to declare war is a test to make their stance clear.

Staying in the royal city means being loyal to the imperial teacher.

To march against the Sword Sect is to submit to Your Majesty.

However, can an emperor who was helped to the throne by the imperial teacher and even suppressed throughout his reign still be considered an emperor?

The Daye Dynasty was different from the dynasties in the mortal world. It was an empire that regarded military force as supreme. The emperor had always been the strongest. There were exceptions in a few eras, such as the outliers like Feixian Daojun and the contemporary national teacher, who were obviously more powerful than the emperors of the same period.

According to the traditional rules left by Emperor Qin Shihuang of Daye, they have the legitimate qualifications to kill the emperor and ascend the throne at any time. All the people of Daye are dragons, and whoever has the stronger fist will be the emperor above everyone else.

The throne has always been in the imperial capital, waiting for its strongest master. It has not changed in more than five thousand years.

"Boom!"

"Boom!"

As one after another powerful martial arts Qi flow that penetrated the sky disappeared into the formation, this decision that was seen as a test by outsiders ended.

Of the four kings, Xueyue and Chixin remained on hold, while Xuanfeng and Cangyu went forward.

Several of the dynasty's ten great generals followed the emperor, and more than a dozen civil and military officials also set out.

The Imperial Master sat quietly on the top of the Taoist Palace, looking far into the sky. He seemed to see a catastrophe befalling the Void Sword Sect, and could not help but murmur:
"The show is about to begin." (End of this chapter)