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

To his utter astonishment, the old ghost soon reappeared on a dark web forum for supernatural beings, inviting supernatural beings from around the world, and even various forces, to go to North Colley Island to seize the extraordinary manual.

"Everyone, what do you think?"

Wang asked the guards for their opinions. This rare feast was only three hundred nautical miles from Nathan Island, and she was indeed somewhat tempted.

"Your Majesty, it's too dangerous there..."

"We don't need to get involved in this kind of conflict."

Garcia, who possesses the title of 'Precious Metal', and Guna, the 'Valkyrie', are worried that the king's personal visit would be in mortal danger.

Unlike in Nathan, where they could move freely, once they landed on the island, they would face countless Inhumans drawn to them like moths to a flame, as well as various fully armed Behemoth agents.

"It would be such a pity not to go and see it; this is a spectacle that only happens once every few centuries."

Wang shared his thoughts:

“We’ve been on the island for too long, to the point that we lack a certain understanding of the outside world. It just so happens that people from all over the world have come here, along with modern weapons and heavy equipment. I can’t find any reason to refuse to witness this bloody battle that is so close at hand.”

"..."

Despite opposition from many, Wang Li decided to go to North Corleone Island.

Angel Alfonso and Sword Saint Mochizuki Satoru both volunteered to follow the king and protect him.

The elderly woman, Wakina, who wore glasses, sighed softly:

"Your Majesty, you cannot travel without permission. If any accident occurs, it will be a disaster that our people cannot bear. Please allow us to go in your stead."

"......"

Before the king could reply, the god-born Anthony and the cowboy Elijah offered to travel in her place to avoid any risks.

Then, Elena joined in the persuasion. She had long gray-purple hair, an extremely beautiful face, and a tall figure. She was good at emotional comfort, but her combat strength was not outstanding compared to the other Nathan Guards.

The only one who remained silent was the divine warrior Besdia, who was as big as a bear, with a face full of fat, ugly and ferocious.

After much discussion, the result was announced.

Mochizuki Satoru, Joaquinna, Elijah, and Besdia will take a specially made magic potion and share the King's vision to go to North Corley Island to carry out a mission. While ensuring their own safety, they will do their best to seize the opportunity to obtain the extraordinary scriptures containing eight completely different powers.

After the temporary meeting ended and the guards left, two hurried figures rushed into the palace, accompanied by the anxious voices of women trying to dissuade them.

"Father, what's wrong with you?"

"..."

The barefoot, white-haired old man remained silent, his face unusually solemn. He was so frightened that he rushed into the palace immediately.

Not long ago, he learned about what was happening outside from his student Li Guang. More than seventy years later, seeing the man who had terrified him all his life again on his phone screen, even though he was in a secluded forest kingdom, he felt a deep unease.

"Grandfather...?"

"Mother...?"

The king, who was about to get up, was stunned when he saw the two rushing over.

"Pack your things, stop being some lousy king, and come with me."

Li Muxuan tried to pull his granddaughter away, but Nasen Wei Wangyuewu warned him with a knife, saying coldly:

"Please show some respect to our king."

"roll!"

Li Muxuan shouted angrily, his anger raging. He didn't even glance at the target and immediately unleashed the Reversal of Eight Directions technique.

Mochizuki Satoru sensed something approaching and tried to retaliate with his sword, but was instantly pierced through the heart by an invisible hand, and was violently thrown to the side, coughing up blood in a sorry state.

"Enlightenment?!"

"Father!!"

Li Chan never expected the old man to have such a fiery temper, showing no mercy whatsoever.

"Grandpa! What are you doing?"

Wang could not understand the old man's loss of composure.

“It’s not safe here anymore. Come with me and leave Nathan. If you want to be king, wait at least a year or two before coming back.”

Li Muxuan urged him anxiously, appearing somewhat impatient.

He couldn't understand why the other party had chosen North Cole Island as their hunting ground. However, when he fled there in his youth, he had a good relationship with a Nathan Guard. He learned that Jiang Mo had not only come here but had also slaughtered the King and Guard at the time. He would think of this incident from time to time for the rest of his life, and it still haunted him. Even after many years, and having cultivated the Eight Directions to perfection, Li Muxuan did not think he had any chance of resisting him.

What's worse, almost every islander knows his name.

In his youth, he fought against the previous king, was disobedient, and was a heretic from outside; in his old age, he was the maternal grandfather of the current king.

This is the evil child of Quanxing—Li Muxuan!

Even if there was only a one in a thousand, or even a one in ten thousand chance that Jiang Mo would pass by Nathan, it would be a catastrophic disaster for him, his daughter, and his granddaughter. Li Muxuan couldn't afford to gamble on that possibility, and he had no wishful thinking whatsoever.

"Wow!"

"Wow!"

The news of the attack on the palace and the injury of Mochizuki Satoru was transmitted to every guard by the divine tree. Vortexes appeared one after another in the void in front of the throne. The guards returned, each with cold and fierce eyes. The atmosphere on the scene became tense at a visible speed.

"Grandfather, why do you want me to leave?"

Wang was puzzled and developed a strong sense of resistance.

Li Muxuan glanced at the numerous Nasen Guards and asked with a smile, "What, you little puppies who haven't even grown all your teeth yet, you want to eavesdrop on other people's family affairs?"

"Li Muxuan, watch your words!"

Joaquin was so angry that he gritted his teeth, and the rest of the guards were all ready to take action.

Wang stopped them and said, "Take Wu away first. It's alright, I'll talk to him."

"Humph."

The guards did not disobey her wishes and disappeared one after another into the vortex of spatial displacement.

In the silent palace, only three people remained. Li Muxuan did not hide the truth and recounted the past grievances:

"I made a terrible mistake in my homeland and fled by boat, which led me to Nathan. The person who is hunting me down... is that madman who recently challenged all the inhumans in the world."

"In 1942, he traveled thousands of miles to this place because of a batch of looted supplies. He almost wiped out Wang and Wei from that year, and they couldn't stop him at all."

"The result this time... will be the same. No matter who comes, they have no chance of winning."

Li Muxuan felt utterly hopeless; even his breathing was heavy.

For seventy years after leaving his homeland, he devoted himself to the arduous practice of reversing the eight directions, reaching a level that no one in his school could reach before. His strength broke through the bottleneck several times, and he became a supreme grandmaster. Even so, he could not muster the slightest thought of resistance.

The so-called Nine Guards of the King are of varying strengths. If he wanted to, he could wipe them all out in no time, let alone with Jiang Mo's personal presence, as there is an insurmountable gap in strength between the two sides.

“Little one, now is not the time for you to be willful. As your elders, I don’t want you to pay with your lives because of my sins. Go now.”

Once he calmed down a bit, Li Muxuan stepped forward and asked for his granddaughter's opinion. He had only panicked and lost his composure because of the approaching threat, and he was not inherently tyrannical or brutal.

Upon learning the truth, Li Chan remained lost in thought for a long time. In her childhood, she had seen her father drown his sorrows in alcohol on many occasions. When he talked about a certain senior from mainland China, he would always burst into tears, regretting the choices he had made back then.

“Your Majesty, Father is right. For your safety, please leave with us for a while.”

The woman pleaded desperately, and she felt a faint tremor in her heart, a harbinger of impending disaster.

"..."

"Do not."

Amidst the expectations of her mother and maternal grandfather, the girl, dressed in white and with a serene expression, softly declined.

“I am the king, and I cannot abandon the tree and my people; grandfather, please take my mother away.”

Looking at the child, as stubborn as he had been in his youth, veins bulged on Li Muxuan's forehead. He couldn't tell if he was angry or amused, as if he already knew the answer but still threatened and questioned him:

"Have you made up your mind?"

"If you don't leave, I'll kill your guards and dig up that disgustingly filthy tree!"

“When I first entered the Holy Forest, it tempted me more than once. If it weren’t for the sake of an old friend, it wouldn’t have stayed until today.”

Li Muxuan's attitude was firm, and he had the strength to back it up.

To him, the tree was unimportant, the kingdom was unimportant, and the islanders were even less important.

From the stormy night he stepped onto the beach, he felt that the island was a prison where he could atone for his sins and live a wretched life. Throughout his life, he never had the courage to return to the mainland and break into the Trinity Gate again, not even daring to die there to settle his grudges.

Faced with her maternal grandfather's menacing threat, Wang stepped forward, took her mother's hand, and then the old man's hand, embracing them. She rested her head against Li Muxuan's broad chest, a sly smile playing on her lips, and said gently:

"Grandpa, I'm not leaving."

"Take care, you and Mother. No matter how far apart we are, I will miss you."

She was certain that the old man didn't have the time or inclination to do such a thing. Once Shu and Wei died, she would lose the meaning of continuing to live. However, she believed that the old man would understand these unspoken words, even without them being explicitly stated.

The irritable Li Muxuan slowly closed his eyes, as if resigned to his fate. He didn't say much, but simply patted the girl's back gently.

"Ugh......"

A weary sigh escaped his lips. He had lost this game again. As always, he couldn't win against this little girl whose personality was so similar to his own.

The palace was deserted. The three embraced, exchanging rambling words of advice before parting.

Chapter 272 A Figure Emerging from the Thick Smoke: A Peak Appearance

Compared to the turbulent undercurrents overseas, the domestic world of supernatural beings is relatively calm. Even with the allure of the Eight Extraordinary Techniques, most reputable sects and evil cultivation forces actively avoid conflict and dare not provoke them.

What they care more about is whether Jiang Mo, this land immortal who is immune to the erosion of time, can continue the myth of the immortal glory of the superhumans in the unprecedented battle he is about to go to North Kolai Island.

A few emerging forces or independent cultivators attempted to approach the site of the Sanyi Sect, but repeatedly got lost in the mountains and forests covered by the outer domain of the protective array.

When Zhuge Yu first built the mountain, he set the rules: non-supernatural beings who repeatedly tried to enter the mountain would be repeatedly sent back to the foot of the mountain, while supernatural beings who had been warned more than three times but insisted on entering the mountain would no longer be blocked by the outer realm and would be greeted by the inner realm containing the baptism of time.

Under the bright moon, the stone steps leading up the mountain were covered in silver frost. One after another, dark figures stepped forward from the jungle, densely packed with dozens of people, and began to approach the mountain steps. Their fervent eyes looked up at the Taoist palace building standing on the summit, which was none other than the Sanyi Sect.

"Gentlemen, please return."

A cold, desolate voice came from all directions, still issuing a final warning. The voice belonged to a disciple who was keeping watch in the scripture pavilion.

"Friends, we have come from afar. It would be a great pity not to see you. Please come out and meet us."

A woman in a black trench coat, with a stunningly beautiful face, smiled gently. She was a well-known innate superhuman in the country, but her strength was not as great as the Ten Elders and was about the same as the leaders of ordinary sects.

"We only wanted to come and admire the elegance of the reclusive esoteric sects, what's wrong with that?"

"Yes! Since we're already here..."

The other supernatural beings were still joking and bantering, completely unaware that a danger that could lead to their utter destruction was right before them. The only response they received was silence, and the disciple of the Night Guardian fell silent.

"Walk."

"Follow."

From the crowd, someone shouted, and the group of people, like an engine that had been set on fire, could no longer stop and rushed up the mountain steps.

"Pop..."

An invisible barrier, as thin as a cicada's wing, was crossed by visitors in an instant, creating violent ripples.

The material changes within the inner domain array suddenly accelerated countless times. A hundred years passed in the blink of an eye. The dozen or so extraordinary individuals didn't even have time to stop walking before their clothes and limbs rapidly turned into gray ashes.

No wailing.

没有抵抗.

The entire process took less than half a second. The bodies of those who entered the mountain could not withstand the erosion of time and were completely erased from this world by the magic array.

"what!!!"

The few who lagged behind were terrified, letting out a cry that was somewhere between a beast and a human. Their companions, who had been walking with them, vanished without a trace, like dust easily wiped away with a damp cloth.

"this......"

"What exactly is it...?"

The shadow of death loomed over the remaining inhabitants. Their former greed and ambition shattered instantly, and they retreated in panic, scrambling and stumbling as they fled the vast forest.

Inside the attic, Lu Jin was in charge of browsing the forces on the forum. He had compiled a rough list and handed it to Jiang Mo for review. The contents that came into view were as follows.

"US: Behemoth, DC, Directory, Carnival, Water, Holy Prison...."

"Japan: Fish and Dragon Society, God World, Inagen..."