Under One Person, Reviving the Trinity Sect

The battle flag of the God Clan and the Ancient Human Clan was a blood-stained, half-broken flag, fluttering in the wind not far from the entrance of the 28th Ancient Starry Sky Road. It was engraved with the sacred totems exclusive to the two clans, which was blood shining like the sun, inlaid in the center, surrounded by the rune codes of the eight ancient Taoist soldiers, with only simple outlines or rough strokes.

The blood on the battle flag symbolizes the ancestor god they most respect and believe in, that is, the first ancient human king from ancient times and many elders of the same era. The eight Taoist Taoist symbols surrounding the blood are the representatives of the strongest human king, divine emperor, and exclusive Taoist soldiers in the ancient royal family. It foreshadows their belief in dedicating everything to eternally protect the clan.

This battle flag has not remained unchanged over the long course of time. In terms of achievements and strength, as long as the later comers are amazing enough and surpass the ancestors, they can replace it!
Jiang Mo's eyes immediately noticed the familiar yet unfamiliar battle flag, and the memory of the Tianyuan Divine Crystal reappeared in his mind.

Before the ancient humans and gods were massacred, this flag had two sides. One side believed in the ancestor god, and the other side believed in the mother god (that is, Tianyuan who took in their tribe). Later, a war broke out and Tianyuan used brutal means to almost break the history of the four major races, so the flag was changed.

Behind it is no longer a totem of the Mother Goddess, but instead a carving of the stars in the sky or an image of the sea of ​​Qi.

At this moment, the battle flag exuded a sharp and invincible aura, as if the ancient human kings and gods had revived and descended into the mortal world, bringing with them indescribable terrifying pressure, overwhelming the ancient starry road.

In front of the opposing army, stood twenty-four tall figures, both men and women, mostly middle-aged or young in appearance. There was not a single old or frail Taoist, all of them were in their prime.

But the generals are different. Some are young and talented, some are old, wise and steady, and some are ambitious and experienced in battles and eager for merit.

Their cultivation is close to that of the twenty-four Dao Lords, there is a gap but it is not too big and they can barely be considered at the same level. The remaining one hundred thousand or so elites are also full of vigor and firm belief. Their cold eyes pierce through the void and lock onto the disasters predicted by the sages of the ten tribes.

Feeling the dense, sharp gazes coming at them, the nine overlords couldn't help but feel a sense of nervousness. It was a subconscious instinct. The opponent's lineup was really too terrifying. The twenty-four Dao Lords standing at the top were invincible and far beyond their reach.

"You have the guts to capture the souls of our ancestors and torture them with this filthy instrument, you evil creature!"

Suddenly, a sturdy man with handsome features and eyes like a tiger noticed the demon-refining pot that Yao Wang was holding. Xuan Xi was wailing inside, and his struggling figure was twisted like a worm. This suddenly made him unhappy, and his domineering murderous intent burst out in the air, turning into an invisible huge wave and rushing towards Yao Wang.

"I've captured him, if it weren't for the fact that this thing tastes bad and poses hidden dangers, I would have eaten him till there's not a bone left."

However, facing the scolding of Tianying, one of the twenty-four Taoist Lords, Yaowang turned a deaf ear to it and continued to grin as if nothing had happened. He gently shook the demon-refining pot, and the flames inside burned more and more vigorously, almost completely wiping out Xuanxi's remaining soul.

"what!!!"

Heart-wrenching screams echoed throughout the sky. The twenty-four Dao Lords and nearly a hundred divine generals all recognized the existence in the pot. Their faces suddenly turned cold, as cold as iron.

"I advise you to let go now and hand this thing over to us, so that you can keep your body intact. Otherwise, I will pay you back a thousand times!"

Another Taoist priest spoke up. His name was Lou Zhan, and he was a direct descendant of Lou Yu, one of the divine generals. Naturally, he knew the history of his ancestors and other divine generals fighting bloody battles during the tribe's retreat.

Now seeing his ancestor trapped in the soul refining instrument and being tortured, he suddenly felt a murderous rage burning in his heart, which had not been aroused for a long time.

"You can't do it, huh!"

Yaowang sneered and said, "I am right here. If you have the ability, just take my head. No need to say anything more."

With Jiang Mo by his side to support him, this old thing was mostly calm and composed, with no sign of panic at all, only because, in his view, these strong men from the gods and ancient humans were not good enough for Jiang Mo!
After it finished speaking, the Ancient Sword Grass, which followed along halfway, also interrupted and said:

“I never thought that after so many years, the foundation of your God Clan, the ancient human race, has recovered so well. You can send out so many Dao Lords and God Generals at once. It seems that you have invested a lot of money.”

"I wonder if you can bear it if your entire army is wiped out today?"

"Just you? A dying ancient sword grass? Do you dare to discuss our life and death?"

The third of the twenty-four Dao Lords, Quzai, raised a sarcastic smile, looked at the six Lords whose blood and energy had declined after twenty thousand years of the ancient road with some pity, shook his head, and murmured:
"You? If it were in the past, maybe you would have a chance to suppress us. Unfortunately, there has been no progress in the past 20,000 years. How ridiculous! In the end, you are just a bunch of losers."

"Is it?"

Hearing this, the old man who was transformed by the ancient sword grass suddenly smiled, and his dry skin formed a creepy smile.

"A loser, so to speak."

"Wow!"

The next moment, the old man held up a severed arm and raised it forward. "Back then, I personally took off the arm of your clan's God Emperor. The divinity inside was stubborn, but it was still extinguished. Go ask that old ghost if he has been in excruciating pain for all these years. The soul inside was killed by me forever, and he can't even regenerate his arm."

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The arm had been withered for a long time, not even a drop of blood could be squeezed out of it. When many Dao Lords and God Generals saw it, they were frightened in their hearts. This old ghost of the ancient sword grass might be more terrifying than they had expected.

Many years have passed, but I still haven't been able to kill it. I guess I have made a new breakthrough in my realm.

There was a great commotion in the camps of the ancient humans and gods in an instant. Everyone was very excited and regarded the actions of the Ancient Sword Grass as a blasphemy against their ancestral gods. They wanted to kill him on the spot.

Finally, someone gently waved her hand to signal silence. It was a beautiful woman with skin as white as snow, wearing a turquoise dress, with an illusion of a cold moon hanging on her back. She lowered her eyes and looked at Jiang Mo calmly, then opened her red lips and asked:
"You are the strongest person on this trip, and the embodiment of the disaster predicted by the sages."

"Now that both sides are meeting, they might as well state their intentions directly and avoid war as much as possible, which will benefit both sides."

These plain, cold and arrogant words seemed to determine the outcome of the fight between the two sides.

“Benefits? What benefits?”

Jiang Mo asked with a smile, feeling that the words were somewhat familiar, but he could not remember how many corpses of opponents under his feet had said this to him.

"Both you and I can leave intact, and that's the biggest benefit."

The woman spoke again, and the bright silver moon behind her instantly turned into a ferocious blood moon. The aura emanating from her body far exceeded that of all the Dao Lords. She was obviously the strongest person sent by the God Clan, the ancient human race.

One of the two emperors of the gods, the Sun and the Moon, the Emperor Yingyue.

In an instant, her unique Qi energy covered the sky vastly, filling almost every corner. The ancient starry road was stained with moon frost, and the whole world was filled with a biting cold.

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The two sides were on the verge of a fight. The nine great masters looked solemn and thoughtful. This enchanting woman was too incredible. The power she displayed was obviously different from that of other supreme Taoist Lords. It was completely abnormal. Her power was comparable to that of nearly ten supreme Taoist Lords.

Jiang Mo raised his head and chuckled, his eyes swept over the twenty-four Dao Lords and ninety-four divine generals, without feeling much pressure.

Compared with the creatures in the fairyland, there is still an irreparable gap. Although these creatures who fled their homeland are not suppressed by the sky abyss, they are not very lucky either. They should still be subject to other restrictions. If they cultivate to the peak of the Tao Lord, if we really compare them, they are equivalent to the early stage of the Supreme Tao Lord in the fairyland, which are only the powerful ones in the second or third Dao Palace.

Moreover, a strong premonition without any sign was brewing in Jiang Mo's heart. He could see that the woman in front of him was extraordinary. It was as if a ball of infinitely compressed chaotic energy was surging in her body, which was extremely dangerous.

Of course, the dangerous one is not her, but the chaotic power in her body that seems to have life consciousness.

In other words, there was a high probability that the woman was the human body of an ancient life star! Just like when the Venus God Crystal invited Jiang Mo to become his human body, he could enjoy immortality and possess the power of destroying the world.

With this in mind, Jiang Mo responded to the suggestion made by Emperor Yingyue calmly:

"I have come here with no intention of fighting or hurting you. I only have one request, to get back the history book that belongs to 'Mother'."

"I will kill anyone who stands in my way." Jiang Mo uttered the last five words with a terribly determined look. He did not leave any room for negotiation. His eyes were sharper than ever before, a total change from his previous gentle demeanor. All the strong men present were frightened to the point of feeling as if they had fallen into an icy cave.

"Wow!"

At the same time, Jiang Mo put his hands together and condensed the most terrifying dark red blood light. In this way, a replica of the Zhexian Sword was created by him through "Following His Heart". Although it was not as powerful as the real Zhexian Sword, it also had 30% to 40% of its power.

Jiang Mo held the sword in one hand, looking down upon the crowd. Everything happened in silence. His white hair fluttered in the wind and his facial features were exceptionally indifferent. It was a kind of indifference and cruelty that regarded all lives in the world as ants.

The divinity of the reincarnation body is the strongest, but the iron-blooded tactics he displays in combat are even more fierce than that of his original body.

"Choose."

Jiang Mo let the other party make a choice, and the right to start the war was completely handed over to the other party.

He is fearless and no changes can shake his absolute military power.

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That grand scene made the faces of more than 20 Daojuns change. After 20,000 years of transformation, the Daojuns of the human race have grown to such an exaggerated height? !
The Moonlight God Emperor frowned slightly and calmly declined:

"The Book of the History of Time has been refined by the new Mother God we have chosen. It has been nurtured for 20,000 years and has taken a lot of effort. I cannot return it to you."

"You can propose other conditions, such as ancient arts, magical powers, Taoist soldiers, and resources."

"Boom!!!"

Before he finished speaking, Jiang Mo raised his hand without frowning, and swung his sword. The blood-red and almost black sword light poured over a hundred thousand miles, like a bloodthirsty dragon, opening its bloody mouth and devouring the camps of the gods and the ancient humans.

"not good!!"

A cry of surprise was heard, and Youdaojun fought back in panic. More than twenty top-level warriors attacked together, and ninety-four divine generals also used their magical powers, gathering the strength of one hundred thousand elite soldiers to jointly resist this sudden attack.

Among the numerous defensive spells, Emperor Yingyue's blood-colored jade wheels, which had a total of twelve overlapping ones, stood in the front line, but were destroyed by the domineering sword light and were on the verge of collapse and could break at any time.

"Boom!"

The terrifying power poured out crazily, piercing through the blood-colored jade wheel at one point, and all other protective magical powers were also torn into dust.

"Pfft!!"

"Pfft!!"

In the blink of an eye, the sword light disappeared. Jiang Mo, who was showing off his prowess for the first time, struck casually, causing the besiegers from the God Clan and the Ancient Human Clan to feel their blood boiling and blood dripping from the corners of their mouths.

This was when Emperor Yingyue, the twenty-three Dao Lords, and the ninety-four divine generals all took action to defend themselves, and Jiang Mo deliberately held back just to intimidate them. If they were separated, everyone would die.

Witnessing this scene, the pupils of the Ancient Sword Grass suddenly contracted. It boasted of its achievements in swordsmanship, which had been unmatched in the past 30,000 years. Until today, it was stunned by Jiang Mo's sword and was stunned for a long time.

That sword is definitely an innate magical weapon!

Contains supreme power!

In addition to his own terrifying cultivation level, a single strike of his sword is enough to destroy a star, which is beyond human power.

"I'll say this one last time. Return the item. Make the Mother Goddess who took it spit it out. I will never allow my mother's magic weapon to be possessed by the Ancient Life Star from another land. If He refuses to give it to me, don't blame me for destroying your tribe along with Him."

Jiang Mo's expression was cold, and the long sword in his hand burst out with an even more dazzling cold light, which was a manifestation of his inner belief. The firmer the belief, the more terrifying the sword light that evolved would be.

In just a breath, the power increased several times again, and no one present could escape.

Jiang Mo's reincarnated body completely entered the peak combat power state, his eyes were calm, overlooking all living beings on the ancient starry road.

"Boom!!!"

Then, an extremely huge divine image condensed from behind him, as if a god was watching the world.

Now the ancient humans, gods, and the six great overlords were all horrified.

The phantom of the god with the same appearance as Jiang Mo displayed an extremely overbearing oppressive force. In comparison, they seemed like tiny mayflies on the ground, while the one standing between heaven and earth was an almighty ancient god who had witnessed the changes of eternity.

There is no chance of winning at all!

In an instant, the face of the Divine Emperor Yingyue turned ugly. The will of the mysterious ancient star descended directly, using her body as a medium and container to directly seize control.

"Boom!!!"

The Divine Emperor Yingyue burst out with an extreme power, and the blood moon behind him changed again, rising into a golden glow, faintly touching the threshold of the late stage of the Supreme Dao Lord.

"Human, stop!"

He pleaded anxiously, without any reluctance, and immediately made a promise:

"I'll give you the history book you asked for!"

"But you have to promise me that from now on, you won't come to provoke me again!"

"Bring the stuff."

Jiang Mo shouted, causing the nebula to scatter and the entire ancient starry road to be in constant turmoil, as if an immortal who had transcended heaven and earth was giving orders to all things in the world.

"it is good"

"I give you."

"Buzz!"

With a casual stroke of the hand of the God Emperor Yingyue, a crack in the void was opened, and a jade box covered with golden light was teleported here across endless light years. The box shattered quietly, revealing an almost brand new ancient book containing infinite mysteries. It was one of the three great history books that Tianyuan spent hundreds of thousands of years to nurture.

"Human, human, if you promise me that you will never settle accounts with me afterwards, I will return this to you."

The creature within the body of Emperor Yingyue said with lingering fear.

Facing a strong man like Jiang Mo, it dared not relax at all. It knew that if it did not hand over the History Book, it would inevitably lead to unbearable consequences. It did not want to hand over the important innate magic weapon so easily, so it asked for a promise, a promise to save its own life. (End of this chapter)