Under One Person, Reviving the Trinity Sect

"In the next period of time, I need to seize the time to recuperate. If you want to go out into the world, just keep a low profile and don't cause trouble. This world has changed."

Jiang Mo advised everyone in a serious tone not to act ostentatiously while his injuries had not yet healed, and it would be best to hide.

"Change? My friend, what do you mean?"

The evil spirit's pupils flickered, not knowing what was going on.

"Many Supreme Dao Lords and Nine Palace Lords from other major domains in the Immortal Realm have come to the Eastern Wasteland in person."

"In the past, there were three major forces and those ancient clans stationed here, and they did not dare to attack without authorization."

"Cough cough."

As Jiang Mo spoke, he coughed up blood, his chest rising and falling slowly. He relaxed for a moment and continued:
"Now that the three major forces have been destroyed and the ancient clan has retreated, the Eastern Wasteland has become a land without a master. Those forces will definitely move in. In my current state, if a conflict breaks out with them, I may not be able to escape unscathed."

"Also, I have a vague feeling that the Sunset Demon King of the demon race is still in this world and has not fled to the starry sky with its race. It will come to me sooner or later."

The Root of the Disease thought deeply and said, "Don't worry. Before you recover, leave everything to me. I will protect you until your injuries are healed."

It does what it says, and of course it has the confidence to do so.

Ever since it devoured the immortal residual soul characteristics of the Evil Soul Sea, it has become completely complete, its cultivation has reached a new level, and it has even refined the three great spiritual treasures. Throughout the world, except for the giants in the forbidden area, the True World King of the Ji clan, and the most powerful people in other domains, the remaining billions of creatures are unable to do anything to it.

Even if a giant or a powerful person wants to hunt it, it can escape easily.

"it is good"

After getting its promise, Jiang Mo smiled faintly and didn't take it to heart.

"This place is not far from Feixian County, my friend, how about we station there?"

The Feixian Master suddenly suggested: "At this location, no matter how much we cover up, it will be useless to those ultimate creatures. As long as they pay attention, it is only a matter of time before they find us. Instead of hiding passively, we might as well take the lead in occupying Feixian County and seize our first territory."

"Are you going to recruit believers, or are you planning to harvest their faith?" Jiang Mo asked back.

"Both." Feixian Yuzhu said frankly: "In addition, the citizens of those cities have believed in the ancestors for generations. I feel that when disaster strikes, I cannot just stand by and watch. At least I have to stand up and do something."

"Well, that's fine, let's go there."

"It's the same everywhere."

Jiang Mo had no objection and agreed with Feixian Yuzhu's statement.

"Boom!!"

The next moment, he raised his hand, and a void portal instantly rose from the ground, revealing a ruined city with flames of war and corpses everywhere. These were all tragic scenes of the city being occupied by dark creatures.

No matter monks or mortals, no one was spared.

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Looking at the mountains of corpses and seas of blood and the endless resentment, Feixian Yuzhu was the first to walk in, followed closely by Jiang Mo and others who also arrived here.

The entire ancient city stretches for who knows how many miles. It is extremely huge. It is not the core city of Feixian County, but just an inconspicuous town on the border.

Even so, Jiang Mo's divine sense swept through instantly, sweeping through all kinds of alleys and every inch of corner. In an instant, specific and detailed numbers appeared in his mind. There were more than 500 million human beings.

"Ugh"

"It's a pity that I couldn't stop them, and these believers and their relatives suffered such a disaster."

Feixian Yuzhu said with a hint of regret that with his level of cultivation, he could not stop the dark army, nor could he hold back those fallen Supreme Dao Lords and Nine Palaces Rulers. Once he took the initiative to join the battle, he would simply become food.

"Are you coming, or am I coming?"

Jiang Mo knew that the next step of Feixian Yuzhu was to revive the human race in the entire ancient city, so he asked to make sure that he was really capable of doing it.

"Me."

"You are too tired, take a rest."

The Feixian Master patted Jiang Mo on the shoulder, indicating that he could handle it.

Then, he concentrated his mind, activated his supernatural powers and miracles in the world, and used the vast amount of faith in his body to gather into a figure standing on the sea of ​​green lotus - the Taoist Changsheng, the ancient mighty one who could control the power of time and reverse it.

With a "hum" sound, the Taoist Immortal, who was created by Feixian Yuzhu with all his strength, reached the middle stage of the supreme realm.

He gently picked up a petal of the lotus in his palm and scattered it towards the ruins. Then, at a speed visible to the naked eye, the entire city was shaking. The power of time was surging and infinite, emerging from the depths of the void and turning into a rolling river, washing away the broken ruins.

Wherever it passed, the dried blood instantly came alive, receding and disappearing like the tide;
The shattered ruins of the buildings were rebuilt again and restored flawlessly;

The dead souls were purified, and their spirits returned from all ends of the world. No matter how far away they were, all the souls that were forcibly taken away by the army of darkness returned at this moment.

In just less than ten seconds, countless remains of bones and bones grew flesh and blood again, and their internal organs regained their life beats, and they stood up tremblingly from the ground.

Those who were resurrected knew that their own death had not erased their memories.

Just when they were confused and panicked, a vicissitudes and gentle voice, like that of a savior, resounded through every inch of soil in the ancient city.

"I, Ji Lingchuan, the ninth generation master of Feixian Sect, could not bear to see the common people being slaughtered in the forbidden area, so I happened to pass by this place, so I pulled you back to the human world before you fell into the netherworld."

"From today on, this ancient city will belong to the Taoist city of Feixian Sect and will not be invaded by any foreign enemies. I will drive out all powerful enemies for you, I will protect you to live and work in peace, and I will keep you from being destroyed by war. As long as I am still here, you only need to hide behind me."

"I am everywhere, for all the devout people. Even if there are millions of voices around my ears, I want to tell you, every one of my believers, that I am listening. Please give me your strength and faith, and let me defend everything including your dignity. Wherever I am, wherever Feixiandao City is, it is holy land!"

The proclamation of the Immortal Lord was extremely inspiring. Even though his tone was very gentle and calm, it still made many of his subjects excited.

That was the Feixian Sect that they had believed in for nearly five thousand years. In the dark and turbulent times, resurrecting them again had to cost a lot, and it was no exaggeration to say that it was a huge cause and effect.

The Lord of Feixian took a shortcut. Of course, he did not have the ability to resurrect so many fallen humans and monks one by one, so he took a shortcut and used the magical powers of the Taoist Lord Changsheng to reverse the time of this city and let the individual time of each dead person go back to before the disaster. In this way, he could resurrect everyone at the lowest cost.

"Flying Immortal Forever!!!"

"Feixian is loyal!!!"

Soon, after Feixian Yuzhu announced the whole city, the citizens who understood their situation and the whole story all cheered excitedly.

At this moment, their faith in the Feixian Sect, which should have been weakening over the long years, once again burned fiercely and unstoppably.

The miracle before their eyes was enough to prove that the ninth generation of Feixian Yuzhu, like their ancestor, was the legendary Supreme Dao Lord.

Thinking of this, everyone immediately bowed down in worship, and more human monks offered their souls, loyalty, and honor.

Thanks to the various mythical good deeds of Feixian Daojun that have been passed down to later generations, Feixian Yuzhu's announcement went particularly smoothly, and most people in the city chose to believe him.

Similarly, some high-level warriors and Qi cultivators harbored resentment, vaguely guessing that the Immortal Master came to harvest their faith.

Of course, you can't harvest all the leeks at once.

In the eyes of those warriors and qigong practitioners, this was just the beginning of another disaster and was not safe at all.

They speculated the worst about the intentions of the Lord of Feixian, that is, to take advantage of the situation, build up their own power, and further break Feixian County out of the control of the imperial dynasty, so that they could have their own troops.

Perhaps in the future, a Taoist master like this who would give anything for power would treat them as captive livestock, bringing disaster upon them time and time again, appearing as a divine being to save them, thereby maximizing the benefits of their faith.

Those warriors and Qi cultivators at a high level were not fools. They could think of this and made their own choices. Some of them risked being killed again and left the ancient city without permission and fled far away, while others obeyed their fate and chose to stay, or even came to meet the emperor and surrender.

In less than half an hour, outside the palace where Feixian Yuzhu and Jiang Mo were, there were densely packed believers standing. They shouted the name of Feixian Sect, shaking the clouds and sky like an overwhelming tidal wave.

"Go ahead and take care of this city."

Jiang Mo gave him a look of trust, and then said nothing more. He trusted the ability and character of Feixian Yuzhu.

Then, Zhao Linyu, the supreme master of the formation, also plucked up the courage to ask Jiang Mo:
"Fellow Daoist, I have been wandering for hundreds of years and was locked in the Heavenly Prison by the Daye Dynasty for more than a thousand years. I guess my senior brothers, junior brothers, and disciples all miss me very much. They should be waiting for news from me in the sect now. I wonder if I can pass a message to the sect?"

"Of course, no need to say more." Jiang Mo nodded slightly, without making things difficult for the old man. Then, he continued:
"I heard that your sect is the most proficient in the field of formations in the fairyland. If I have the opportunity in the future, I would like to go there to learn a little and broaden my horizons. I wonder if the senior can introduce me to you?"

"Of course! I have no choice but to accept your invitation. It is my great honor. As long as you wish, the door of our sect is always open to you!"

Zhao Linyu said generously.

The formation is the most difficult one to learn among all the schools of cultivation. When he was solving the formation in the seabed before, he knew that most of the people watching were interested. He did not hide it, but displayed his methods more thoroughly. He was not afraid at all that they would learn it secretly, because without thousands of times of perception and tempering, it is impossible to know and build the principles of the formation.

Now that he heard that Jiang Mo was interested in the formation, Zhao Linyu was very happy to win over such a terrifying forbidden area giant for the sect. If the two sides could communicate in a friendly manner, it would definitely be beneficial without any harm.

"Okay, then I'll have to trouble you, senior." Jiang Mo bowed to express his gratitude.

When the two of them were almost done talking, Zhulong who was present suddenly spoke:
"My friend, the Empire has collapsed and has been divided up by the forces of the four major regions. Should we wait until you recover from your injuries and then seize all of the Empire's territory?"

"Um"

"Don't worry, I will definitely find a fertile territory for the people of Tianyuan that can accommodate everyone. As for the forces from the other four regions, if they want to come and share a piece of the pie, it depends on whether they have the strength to do so."

Jiang Mo made a statement, gave a few simple instructions, and ordered the Silver Scaled Saber-Tooth Dragon to be his vanguard captain, commanding the other followers who had surrendered to him from the Imperial Dynasty Prison, and strictly ordered them not to hunt ancient life stars outside the sky.

In response to this, Root Epidemic's expression flickered, but he didn't say anything and chose to respect Jiang Mo's opinion.

"I can give you the Eastern Wasteland of the Immortal Realm. I don't want it. Then I will take action against those ancient clans and the local cultivation forces. Do you have any objection?"

"That is your destiny. Since you have a reason to do it, I respect you."

Jiang Mo did not stop it, because as the root cause of the epidemic formed by the resentment of countless people who died in the hunting of the Taoist Lords and Lords of the Immortal Realm, its greatest obsession was to kill the Supreme Taoist Lords and Nine Palaces Lords of the major ancient clans in the Eastern Wilderness.

"it is good"

The day passed quickly. The evil spirit ancestor and Zhulong were entrenched in the ancient city, assisting the Feixian Lord in sorting out various matters in the city. The silver-scaled saber-toothed dragon was responsible for touring various places and summoning the prisoners to return.

The source of the epidemic disappeared, and it took revenge on the eight ancient clans. It even went to the depths of a forbidden area to talk to the owner there and demand the Void-Eating Insect Clan. The process is unknown, but it was successful in the end.

It killed all bloodlines including the Space-Eating Worms, completely erasing all traces of this clan from the long river of history.

The secret realm of the Three Evils Yin Crow clan was also forcefully penetrated by the root plague. It led a group of rotten creatures infected and controlled by the Space-Eating Insect clan, and displayed the supreme magical power of the space system. It forcibly broke open the ancient land barrier of the clan, setting off a bloody storm. In less than an hour, all the Three Evils Yin Crows, no matter how strong or weak their cultivation was, were reduced to puppets of Wan'e.

In the past, the six Nine Palaces Lords and the three Supreme Dao Lords had to combine their strength to suppress the root of the epidemic. The power of a single clan was far beyond what a single clan could contend with. The demise of the Three Evil Crows and the Food Domain Void Worms was no surprise.

Next, the lineage of the ancient immortal trees was also uprooted by the root disease, and all of them were infected by the disease and controlled by corruption.

This kind of cleansing lasted for several days. In the end, only four clans, the Undead Ruins, the Human King Clan, the Fighting Saint Ape, and the Primordial Sun-Refining Phoenix, were tough nuts to crack.

Some have formed alliances with the dominant forces in other domains in advance. Wan'e wants to take action, but is afraid of causing trouble.
Some of them took refuge in the Dark Forbidden Zone, but it happened that the owner of that Dark Forbidden Zone was at odds with Wan'e and did not give it any face at all;

There are also some who have terrifying backgrounds, and Wan'e doesn't dare to attack them with just his cultivation.

The territories that once belonged to the Void Sword Sect and the Daye Dynasty were also occupied by new forces. Their names were: the 'Holy Bone Throne' of the Southern Netherworld, the 'Wu Ji Palace' of the Central Continent, the 'Beast Taming Qingcang Sect' of the Western Holy Land, and the 'Sub-Immortal Clan' of the Northern Divine Realm.

Especially the sub-immortal race, who are said to be the dependents of the immortal race, the branch of the immortal race, the true original people of the immortal realm, and have the purest immortal bloodline. They have always regarded the creatures of the four realms of Central Continent, Netherworld, Holy Heaven, and Eastern Wilderness as rebels, evil demons from outer space, and evil spirits that want to seize their habitats.

Yes, most of the people in the fairyland today are the blood descendants of the Supreme Tao Lords and the Nine Palaces Rulers who were born from the ancient life star outside the sky. They came with civilization and sowed the seeds of growth.

The real masters of the Immortal Realm, the Immortal Clan and the Sub-Immortal Clan, had been nearly wiped out in a war eons ago, and had huddled in the deepest part of the Northern God Realm in order to protect themselves. (End of this chapter)