Under One Person, your rebellious life has reached the heavens?

"Jin'er, Little Zhuge, Changqing, Shuiyun, Shengsheng."

"The disciple is here!"

"You are to handle this trouble openly. Whoever it is, tell them to wait at the foot of the mountain."

"Anyone who tries to find out about your sect leader or senior uncles should be ignored. Keep your mouth shut and let them speculate. Anyone who breaks the rules and crosses more than half of the mountain steps will be considered to have trespassed and will be severely punished, and may be executed on the spot."

"Chengzhen and I, the two protectors, will provide you with our greatest support from the shadows. Go ahead and do it. As long as you stay within the Xuanmen's sacred grounds, no one can stir up any trouble."

The five disciples, having received the order, accepted this heavy responsibility and raised their voices together:

"Understood! This disciple is willing to share the honor and disgrace of the sect and vows to defend it to the death."

......

Jishidiang.

In an abandoned room in a corner, Wugensheng, suffering from a cold and high fever, was receiving treatment from Duanmu Ying.

"Gurgle, gurgle."

He swallowed the dark liquid in large gulps, and when he put down the porcelain bowl, he was almost completely exhausted.

Cold sweat covered his forehead, his eyes were dark, his face was pale, and he looked no more than a living person. His head was throbbing with pain, as if countless silver needles were piercing it.

His blood churned, and Wugensheng trembled uncontrollably. When he calmed down slightly, Duanmu Ying handed him a letter, frowning as she asked softly:

"Did you do this?"

"Wha...what...?"

Wugensheng coughed incessantly, blood trickling from the corner of his mouth, and only shook his head with difficulty after reading the contents of the letter:

"It wasn't me, it was someone else."

"Who?"

Duanmu Ying couldn't help but press for answers, harboring some concerns in her heart. She was truly afraid that Wugensheng was the one plotting everything behind the scenes, leading to the deaths of the two leaders of the Third Branch. And because of their good personal relationship, she had helped Wugensheng, which was clearly pushing Jishetang into a fire pit.

However, under both instances of questioning, the other party gave the same answer: the deaths of Master Zuo and Master Jiang were not caused by him.

“A tribe that lives deep in the southern border region.”

Wugensheng did not elaborate, but he knew that if Jiang Mo really died in the Southern Frontier, it must have been the old monster who possessed his daughter who made the move.

With its abilities, killing a Qi Refiner who has cultivated for less than a hundred years would be incredibly easy.

This was also the source of Wugensheng's despair. He couldn't think of any possibility of taking back his daughter's body from such a monster. Even those priests and elders were far beyond his ability to deal with.

Sanyi Gate... What a tragic fate... One wrong step leads to another, destiny is cruel...

Just as Wugensheng was muttering to himself, a voice interrupted his reverie.

"...Things are getting tense lately. If you want to live, you'd better stay here and not go anywhere."

“Once you step out of this room, there are no secrets in the world, and I cannot guarantee your safety.”

This was the last piece of advice Duanmu Ying could give. As a friend, she had done everything she could and chose to believe Wugensheng's words.

"Um... Miss Duanmu, I'm so sorry to have troubled you. I'm deeply grateful."

Wu Gensheng's expression was complicated. He never expected to fall to such a state. He sighed and felt deeply lost.

Chapter 173 Follow Me Down the Mountain

The news of the death of the Trinity Sect Master continued to ferment, stirring up undercurrents. For several days, impatient forces secretly sought out sects that practiced divination and fortune-telling, offering large sums of money or expensive medicinal herbs and minerals in order to uncover the truth.

However, fate was unkind; all of Jiang Mo's deeds were obscured by divine will and could not be investigated.

An elder of the Tianji Pavilion, entrusted by a close friend, performed dozens of calculations but found nothing, and then resorted to the sect's forbidden technique.

Under the bright moon, at the altar atop the mountain, he performed a ritual, his soul leaving his body. In a single thought, he roamed the vast and mysterious world, sinking into the long river of time, attempting to trace Jiang Mo's footsteps and origins. However, he could not withstand the backlash and was severely injured on the spot.

Even after witnessing the tragic state of his old friend, the leader of that faction still hesitated.

He never abandoned his plan until he heard from his subordinates that several factions had gathered near the San Yi Sect's headquarters, their greed running rampant and completely out of control. He immediately summoned the sect's experts and they all headed to Fujian Province.

As one of the four families that have been passed down for thousands of years on the mainland, the Gao family is deeply involved in the war and has no time to be distracted by these trivial matters.

But inside Shanhaiguan, in the northeastern branch, there are also wild spirits who have lived for countless years. Not content with the chaos, they directly control the human servants who usually pray to them for power, using their bodies to let out long howls, traversing mountains and forests, crossing thousands of miles, joining in the excitement of this chaotic world. If the secret of the Sanyi Sect can truly open up a path to immortality, then this trip will not have been in vain.

The Wang and Lü families each had their own concerns. Although they were both under the wartime alliance with the Sanyi Sect, they also harbored undisguised greed in private.

However, they still have a sense of shame and cannot do something like this—seizing someone's foundation in front of the whole world.

Moreover, they had just fought the Japanese together not long ago, and now they've turned around and betrayed each other, affecting the solidity of their alliance. Who wouldn't feel disheartened by this?

So while we're risking our lives on the front lines, you're just eyeing other people's bases?

Ultimately, the Wang Lü family chose to protect themselves, sending only a portion of their elites to the San Yi Gate to observe the situation. They had no intention of helping or taking advantage of the chaos; their stance was ambiguous, neither friend nor foe.

Ultimately, a sect that loses its leader, elders, and elite troops is destined to decline. According to rumors, Jiang Mo, Si Chong, and Wu Chengzhen perished in the Southern Frontier.

From the perspective of the two family heads, the disadvantages outweigh the advantages in the short term. Without a peerless superhuman like Jiang Mo to fight on the front lines against the Japanese superhumans, it means that their four families or other righteous forces would have to take their place, and who knows how many people would die or what price they would have to pay.

In the long run, the benefits outweigh the drawbacks. The premature demise of a rising behemoth is like the sudden disappearance of a threat that could have constantly hindered them, eliminating any worry about anyone affecting their position in the future.

While the two families were still making their plans, the Lu family was already in complete chaos. Lu Xuan was extremely anxious, fearing that something might happen to Lu Jin as well.

The old man's face was as dark as the clouds before a storm. He couldn't believe the absurd rumors and summoned Qiao, the guard who was overseeing the transport of supplies at the dock, to inquire about Lu Jin's safety.

"Reporting to Lord Lu, the young master should be alright. The firefly indicates that he is still inside the Sanyi Gate."

"As for... Master Jiang's situation, I can't say for sure, since I didn't use his blood to make the firefly paper."

Lord Lu's heart, which had been hanging in suspense, eased slightly. He turned to Lu Xuan and gave him instructions:

“Jin’er should know what has happened... Now some jackals and hyenas want to take a bite out of the Trinity Gate. Our Lu family must not stand idly by.”

"Gather some镖手 (bodyguards/escorts), bring their weapons, and have Guard Qiao lead the team to help the Sanyi Sect."

"Okay, Uncle, I understand, I'll go right away."

Knowing that his uncle was getting old, Lu Xuan immediately went to handle the matter so as not to worry him.

Within half an hour, dozens of bodyguards gathered in front of the Lu family's gate, and under the command of Guard Qiao, they set off in rickshaws.

"Let's go! Come with me to fetch the young master."

........

The next day, at dusk.

Scattered throughout the mountains and forests several kilometers from the main gate of Trinity were numerous temporary outposts. The strange people, dressed in various styles and from all corners of the world, all witnessed an unprecedented sacred scene.

A vast, silvery-gray Qi flow covered the entire Sanyi Gate, which stood atop the mountains. The reason for this was unknown, but it made them absolutely certain that the rumors might be true, and that there was a destiny to immortality hidden here!

Green Bamboo Garden, Jianghu Inn, Huode Sect, Yanwu Hall, Shuzi Sect, Tengshan, Wulou Vajra, Secret Painting, Flowing Cloud Sword, Tang Sect, Natural Sect, One Qi Flow, Huangmen Sancai, Longhu Mountain, Shangqing, Wudang, Yemao Mountain, Four Families...

Every force with a reputation in the martial arts world rushed over.

When they saw the fiery clouds and silvery-gray radiance reflecting each other, creating a spectacular scene, they were all mesmerized and unable to contain their excitement.

In this era devoid of immortals, could it be that the San Yi Sect has truly forged a new path?!

The righteous forces present, totaling over a hundred extraordinary individuals, were blocked when they tried to approach the Sanyi Sect.

Vast blood mist and poisonous miasma filled the mountain forest paths, and countless vengeful ghosts roamed among them, clearly indicating that the evil cult had arrived first.

Dozens of white skeletons were bound to a tree, emitting hoarse warning sounds when experts from various sects passed by.

"The immortal destiny here belongs entirely to us; those who dare to cross the line will be slain."

Instantly, an ominous premonition struck. Through various clues, the group confirmed that at least five demonic sects were lurking in the mountains: the Blood Lotus Sect, Ghost Poison, Ten Thousand Souls Mountain, Hanging Cliff, and Suzhen Mansion.

In the martial arts world, they keep a low profile, but their strength should not be underestimated; they are in no way inferior to top-tier Taoist sects.

The righteous forces that followed were immediately in trouble. They did not know what kind of ambush was hidden in the mountains ahead, and even their reconnaissance methods were ineffective, making it difficult to advance.

The demonic forces that arrived earlier than them have probably already uncovered all the secrets of the Trinity Sect. Thinking of this, the scattered people looked troubled, yet they were helpless.

"Boom!!"

Suddenly, lightning flashed in a certain mountain forest, and three dazzling golden lights rushed straight into the forest, engaging in a fierce battle with the evil cultivators who were lying in ambush.

Enraged, the Celestial Master unleashed his full power, striking down a series of rapidly moving shadows with a single thought, blasting them into a bloody mess. In just a moment, the dust settled, and more than ten charred bodies lay stiffly on the ground, lifeless.

"Say!"

"What exactly did you do to the Trinity Sect?"

Zhang Zhiwei's eyes were icy cold, and his large, bony hand with prominent veins was gripping the throat of a heretical cultivator during interrogation.

"No...no..."

The man struggled in agony, his eyes rolling back. Before he could even beg for mercy, Zhang Zhiwei snapped his spine with his bare hands, killing him instantly.

"call out--!"

Golden light pierced through the mountains and forests, heading towards the location of the mountain gate. The torn corner of the battlefield was quickly discovered by other righteous sects, who swarmed over and followed the three masters and disciples, constantly closing the distance to the mountain steps.

Corpses littered the roads, and a large number of rogue cultivators were hunted down and eliminated by the Five Demonic Sects. Under the absolute crushing power, even small groups of three or five extraordinary individuals had no power to resist.

As night fell, the jungle became deathly silent and chilling, with only six glaring campfires scattered around the mountain steps.

The five demonic sects maintained a certain distance from each other, keeping each other in check.

Each side had at least dozens of people, and mobilized a large number of elites, all wanting to seize the immortal opportunities within the Sanyi Sect. They regarded other competitors as thorns in their side and were unwilling to give in, fearing that others would take the lead and leave unscathed.

The sixth campfire was a bit further from the mountain steps, and only three members from the deep sea were present: Steve, the old witch, and a somewhat weathered-looking gray-haired man carrying a greatsword.

They sat calmly by the campfire, chatting and laughing, completely oblivious to the threats around them.

Back when the Five Demonic Sects were sweeping through the mountains and forests, they had already clashed with each other. The result was unexpected: all the demonic sect forces that tried to wipe out these three were dealt a heavy blow and had to temporarily avoid the enemy's sharp edge.

The bright moonlight made the silvery-gray aura appear even more sacred.

Outside the crimson gate of the Trinity, a few faint flames were lit, and the disciples of the Second Reversal were on guard, namely Zhuge Yu, Lu Jin, and Shui Yun.

The other disciples and senior members followed Changqing and Shengsheng to check the condition of the firearms. The heavy machine guns and rocket launchers that Jiang Mo had specially purchased earlier finally came in handy.

With the permission of Chengzhen and Sichong, they have the right to kill any uninvited guests from the foot of the mountain who cross halfway up the mountain steps.

Machine guns were mounted between the cracks in the rock walls built by Zhuge Yu using earthen carts, their firing range covering the latter half of the stone steps leading to the mountain gate.

On the fourth floor of the Sutra Repository, facing south, a figure with a full head of white hair, seemingly channeling some profound power, amplified his vision and gazed into the distance.

Even with the reflection of the strange phenomenon on the back mountain, the view wasn't exactly dark, but the distance was too great, and the trees everywhere blocked the view.

It seemed that Chong could only confirm the location of six fires, with dense figures moving around, but he couldn't make out the faces of those people.

Chengzhen, holding the Qi diagram, was deep in thought. After an afternoon, a total of 132 Qi points within 500 meters of the mountain gate had disappeared, and were being surrounded and eliminated one by one by the remaining Qi points.

The remaining personnel are definitely not to be trifled with...

"Uncle-Master, almost everyone has arrived."

At this moment, the change in the Qi diagram prompted Chengzhen to speak up and remind Sichong.

The old man turned around and shifted his gaze from the distant Qi diagram to the nearby one. There were more than a hundred Qi points coming straight towards him from the mountains and forests a kilometer away.

"This number, plus the previous ones, is close to five hundred, which should be the limit."

Si Chong frowned. For the past few days, he, Cheng Zhen, and the two protectors had been hiding in the shadows, without having a chance to make a move.

The stone steps leading up the mountain were unusually quiet; not a single living person had set foot on them, presumably having been ambushed and killed by the bandits below...

Hundreds of extraordinary individuals gathered at the foot of the mountain, some righteous, some evil, some enemies, some friends, creating a chaotic situation where battle could erupt at any moment.

He hesitated for a moment, then made a decision: "We can't just watch the little guys outside suffer. Gentlemen, let's go."

As soon as he finished speaking, Chengzhen released the Qi diagram, having gained some understanding.

Will and You Sha followed them downstairs. These four masters from the sect quickly walked across the courtyard and hid behind the red gate, watching the strange changes below the mountain with the other disciples who were preparing for battle.

Sensing the approaching Qi of his senior uncle and senior brother, Lu Jin felt even more confident. His clear eyes were looking down at the firelight at the foot of the mountain. The shadows that had gathered from various directions seemed to be converging in one place, negotiating something.

"If my martial uncle were here, these guys wouldn't dare to be so arrogant as to covet our sect's techniques."

Shuiyun's words revealed a deep sense of resentment. In the past, if they had caused such a commotion, their sect leader and senior uncle would have already led them to fight.

"Something might happen tonight. My martial uncle should be coming out of seclusion?"

Lu Jin remained calm. Although the situation was dire, he believed that as long as his martial uncle took even half a step out of the back mountain, all the difficulties would be resolved.

Zhuge Yu's expression was solemn, and he added in a low voice: