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

Not just one, but three in total!

Two of them were even more ancient beings who had disappeared for a century and were believed by their disciples to have passed away. However, at the most crucial moment, they still couldn't hold back and fought their way out.

"What happened?!"

The Taiqing Sect Leader's expression changed drastically. Upon arriving at the scene, he immediately questioned a certain peak master, who was so shocked that the attack had reached their doorstep and nearly wiped out the sect. The speed of the attack was so fast that he couldn't even react in time.

“Buzz!!!”

An elder, whose body was half-rotted like a withered tree, held the array diagram. His body was surrounded by a thick aura of death. His expression was numb and his movements were slow. He formed hand seals with his ten fingers and chanted obscure ancient incantations. With unfamiliar yet steady control, he instantly mobilized a massive amount of the power of heaven and earth to rebuild the true spirit of the ancestor and heal the near-collapse of the great array.

"They've broken through!"

"The remnants of Trinity are attacking!!"

"This junior's cultivation level is unknown; he is beyond our ability to kill!"

An elder, enduring his injuries, muttered incantations, his eyes flashing with fear.

"What?! The Trinity Gate!!"

Upon hearing this, the Taiqing Sect Leader felt as if he had been struck by a heavy hammer in the chest. His face darkened, and his fists clenched tightly, as if he was angry that his predecessors had not acted cleanly enough, leaving behind troubles that implicated them, their descendants.

How many people are there?

Faced with the sect leader's stern questioning, the peak master of Xuanhua Peak stammered, "One...one person."

"?"

"??"

Li Xuan Daozun and the two Supreme Elders were all deeply shocked.

The opponent alone killed through the twelve elders and thirty-six peak masters, forcing them to activate the mountain-protecting formation and summon the ancestral spirit, but even that could not suppress them. One can imagine just how powerful they were.

"Now that we're here, why fear those remnants? The power of the entire secret realm is at our disposal. Let's bury him. No matter how strong he is, can he be stronger than this entire world?"

The oldest elder, who was nothing but skin and bones, spoke coldly.

He held up the array diagram with one hand, his mind moving with each thought, manipulating it with ever-increasing fluidity, displaying a power far surpassing that of the protective array controlled by the eight elders earlier.

"Come quickly and help me."

"Yes, Uncle-Master."

"Yes, Senior Brother."

The Grand Master of Taiqing Sect, along with the two elderly Supreme Elders, each occupied a position, their hands raised in the air, chanting the incantations of the "Mysterious Array Scripture" to assist in controlling the array diagram.

In an instant, the heavens and earth trembled, and boundless brilliance burst forth, all of which intensified upon the towering phantom. Gradually, its body solidified, and its power surged several times over...

In addition, one, two, three... the remnant souls left behind by the most powerful sect leaders of past generations were also awakened one after another by the four people in charge of the formation in Taiqing Palace. After being infused with true qi by the mountain-protecting formation, their spiritual essence increased wildly, and their strength rapidly recovered to the peak of their former lives.

Chapter 391 Slaying Ancestor, Breaking Formation, Killing People, Annihilating Clan

With a deafening boom, Jiang Mo swung his axe with overwhelming force, unleashing a massive dust storm that resembled the apocalypse.

The entire majestic Taiqing Palace was teetering on the brink of collapse, the protective array was on the verge of collapse, the flowing light in the sky was scattered into tiny particles, and even the manifestation of the ancestral master's true spirit began to flicker.

"?"

However, in the next instant, Jiang Mo frowned slightly, his cold gaze piercing through the void, staring directly at the mountain-protecting formation that covered dozens of kilometers.

His expression was slightly solemn. He could keenly sense that the great formation, which had just been at the bottom of the valley and was on the verge of collapse, had suddenly soared to an unbelievable level. The cracks were healing so fast that they were like newborns, forming in the blink of an eye.

The enormous figure standing before the mountains suddenly solidified, as if the founding ancestor had traversed three thousand four hundred years to come to the present world to confront him. His strength was unfathomable, reaching the level of being able to influence the celestial phenomena at will and misappropriate the power of secret realms!

"Boom!"

The great formation surged, and countless rays of light leaped up, coalescing into one majestic figure after another under Jiang Mo's astonished gaze.

Their power seemed inexhaustible; in just a few breaths, they reached their peak state, becoming the six strongest sect leaders in history, fighting alongside the Taiqing True Lord.

Furthermore, these summoned spirits, after being fully revived, still retain some of their memories and consciousness from their previous lives.

"Young friend, why do you attack my Taiqing?"

A majestic voice resounded from the depths of the clouds, spreading for miles around. It was like a message from a god, containing a power to shake one's mind. As the true spirit left behind by the master of the secret realm, the remnant soul of the founding ancestor, he was now solemnly looking down at the tiny figure on the ground.

"boom!!!"

Before the words were even finished, the remnant soul of a former sect leader made a powerful move, unleashing the killing technique 'Spring and Autumn Rebirth Cauldron'. Enveloping the area several thousand meters around Jiang Mo's location, a bronze cauldron was instantly forged, bursting into raging flames. Like autumn winds sweeping away fallen leaves, it burned everything imprisoned within it to ashes.

"boom!!!"

Without a moment's hesitation, the other six true spirits, including Taiqing Zhenjun, all unleashed their killing moves, determined to completely annihilate the invaders and tear them to pieces.

As guardian deities of their sect, they had experienced an unprecedented war 1,700 years ago, facing the remnants of the Three Ones with their white hair. The battle was so fierce that the sky darkened and all their supernatural powers were used. In the end, they paid a great price to severely injure and force them to retreat, thus ensuring the continuation of their sect.

Now, upon encountering this white-haired remnant again, the seven true spirits instantly felt a surge of killing intent, displaying remarkable tacit understanding as they strived to defeat the newcomer with minimal cost and maximum speed.

"Boom!"

"Boom!"

Thunderbolts from the heavens poured down like a torrential downpour, stretching for hundreds of miles, ravaging the earth, all focused on one spot, as if they wanted to immediately annihilate that indelible aura.

Taiqing Demon Refining Array!

Taiqing Demon-Slaying Sword!

The Six Cauldrons Technique of Taiqing!

Seven true spirits, displaying extraordinary phenomena and unleashing their full power, sank the land. They were far more terrifying than natural disasters, their majestic divine figures looking down upon heaven and earth, reigning supreme over the four seas, like an unshakeable legend.

However, under the siege of these remnant souls of the sect leaders, the elders, disciples, and four array holders hiding in the Taiqing Palace witnessed the most terrifying scene of their lives.

"Boom!!"

A blazing silver light, like the sun hanging in the sky, dazzling and sacred, instantly transformed into a giant shadow a thousand meters long. The six cauldrons and the demon-refining array that trapped him were easily torn apart like paper. Despite the attacks from the seven sages, his upright figure did not retreat an inch.

"Boom!—"

The golden sea of ​​fire expanded against the wind, growing thousands or even tens of thousands of times larger, sweeping across the sky and the earth, transforming into a giant axe as tall as Jiang Mo, scorching the protective array of Taiqing Palace. The two forces collided wildly and dissolved each other.

Seeing this, the seven true spirits standing in front of the formation felt extremely solemn. The monster before them was far more terrifying than the remnant they had severely injured 1,700 years ago.

"You're just making us a laughingstock, isn't that enough?"

Jiang Mo asked in a cold voice, his eyes like sharp swords. His body was robust and flawless, every inch of his skin flowing with surging blood energy like a vast ocean. Moreover, a golden divine halo hung on his back, burning with ancient Dao true fire, like an eternal furnace.

The attacks from these old ghosts were entirely within his expectations. He didn't even bother to retreat, directly activating the Mountain-Shaking Gu, amplifying his physical strength, and then opening the Law of Heaven and Earth, pushing his combat power to its peak. He bathed in the baptism of numerous killing moves, treating it as a way to warm up his muscles and bones, and with absolute strength, he cruelly shattered the opponent's delusions.

"..."

The six remnant souls of the sect leaders were stunned and speechless. They could not believe that the Trinity Sect, which should have been uprooted and swept into the ruins of history, had been revitalized once again and given birth to an unprecedented Dao Lord power.

The spirit of Taiqing Zhenjun fixed its gaze on Jiang Mo, and a sense of powerlessness gradually filled its mind. Not to mention its current state of lacking a physical body, even in its prime, it might not be able to defeat this person.

He pondered for a moment, not daring to bring up the past, and simply said:

"Young friend, could you please show leniency in today's matter?"

The situation had already exceeded his control. Not to mention him, even if all the other sect leaders and true spirits joined forces, they would still perish in the end. Their lineage, which had been passed down for thousands of years, would surely be trampled into a wasteland by the person in front of them.

Left with no other choice, the only option now is to seek peace.

"can."

"It's not difficult at all."

Jiang Mo responded decisively, gripping the hundreds-of-feet-long giant axe tightly with his right hand. He suddenly pulled it up, his eyes cold and sharp, his killing intent overwhelming. He was like a raging god, regardless of the Taiqing True Monarch or the past sect leaders who tried to stop him. He swung the axe down with domineering force.

"You brat!! How arrogant!!"

The furious roar shook the land for miles, and a hurricane rolled in. Several sect leaders were enraged, their faces ashen. Their prestige, accumulated over thousands of years, was severely challenged and swept away in an instant.

“Boom!——”

In an instant, the roar was drowned out by the roar of the axe light. Taiqing Zhenjun's spirit was at the forefront, using various wonderful methods to resist, but he was still no match for him. He was cleaved in two by the axe and seriously injured. He staggered and his pale blue true qi light fell down like a collapsing statue, crashing into many palaces within the great formation.

"boom!!"

Jiang Mo's attack was swift and fierce. He smashed through the spirit of a certain sect leader with another axe. The power was terrifying, and he actually knocked the spirit away, leaving only a roar of unwillingness.

The protective array shook violently, showing signs of breaking again. The four array holders hiding inside could not withstand the backlash of the power, and could not stop their blood and qi from surging. They coughed up blood, and their withered faces turned as white as paper.

"Pfft!"

"puff!!"

"Grandmaster Uncle, Sect Leader!!!"

The elders, disciples, and deacons standing nearby, witnessing their tragic state, were all filled with sorrow and utter despair.

"boom!!!"

Outside Taiqing Palace, another sect leader's spirit exploded, and Jiang Mo cleaved him to death.

Those powerful cultivators who had reached the eighth level of the Taiqing Ancient Yin Scripture couldn't even hold their own for a single exchange. Seeing this, Daoist Li Xuan felt a chill run down his spine, and his eyes revealed grief and indignation. Could it be that such a great lineage was going to be wiped out by his hand today?

"You madman, stop immediately! Don't you want to find out where those missing disciples are?"

“I know where they are imprisoned and who is guarding them!”

Seeing that the lineage was about to perish, the ninth leader of Taiqing Palace, Qingxuan Daozun, could no longer care about the original alliance. Despite his immense fear, he spoke out in rebuke.

"?"

These two simple sentences made Jiang Mo's expression grow even colder. He never expected that the destruction of the Sanyi Sect, which was buried deep in the secret realm, was related to the Taiqing Palace.

"explain--!"

"If you dare to deceive me, just try it."

"Watch me swing this axe, and see if the termites under your tortoise shells will be crushed into a pile of mud."

Jiang Mo relaxed his breathing and exhaled a breath of white true qi. He relaxed his muscles and entered the prelude to gathering power. Next, he would use all his strength to tear apart the mountain-protecting formation reinforced by the power of the entire secret realm.

“Swear an oath to me, make a pact with me, and promise to spare my disciples, and I will immediately tell you everything I know.”

Daoist Qingxuan's expression was solemn as he plotted to gain the upper hand in the negotiations. As long as he could endure this most agonizing period, he could contact his old friends in other secret realms and gather their strength to kill this brat.

However, Jiang Mo laughed. He was a man of great experience and disdained such tricks, regardless of their truthfulness, and stated directly:

"You filthy thing, neither human nor ghost, do you think you're worthy to scheme against me?"

"If you have something to say, just say it. If you're still hiding it, then don't say anything. Do you even deserve to sign a contract?"

"Since you were involved in the first place, I might as well wipe out your Taiqing clan and then take them down one by one. This world is so small, I refuse to believe I can't find anyone. If I can't find anyone, I'll kill them all!"

Jiang Mo exuded a murderous aura, which didn't seem like empty talk; in fact, he had the credentials to back it up.

"You!! You're arrogant!!"

Daoist Qingxuan was trembling with anger; he had never seen such a barbaric junior.

"Correct."

Jiang Mo agreed, and his figure suddenly disappeared. He instantly rushed over and, under the terrified gaze of Daoist Qingxuan, pierced through his head with an axe, killing him on the spot. The axe exploded into a sky full of true qi, and the remaining spiritual essence dimmed and disappeared completely, resulting in his utter death.

"what!!!"

The disciples inside Taiqing Palace cried out incessantly, terrified out of their wits.

The power of the mountain-protecting formation was reduced by more than half, and thousands of hideous cracks appeared in the void barrier protecting the palace. The ancestral spirit collapsed to the ground, its body almost pierced through, sighing sadly. It could not resist the white-haired mad demon and could only watch helplessly as its demise came.

Of the six remnant souls of past sect leaders, only three remain, and they could perish at any moment.

"boom!!!"

Jiang Mo, with his imposing aura, swung his axe and killed another True Spirit. It was under this violent blow that the protective formation of Taiqing Palace was completely shattered. A golden sea of ​​fire swept across in an instant, burning the palace to the ground, drying up the springs, scorching the mountain, and destroying countless scriptures and books. Countless figures fled frantically.

"Wow!!"

The great formation collapsed, and the remnant souls of the two sect leaders and the spirit of Taiqing Zhenjun vanished.

Jiang Mo charged straight in, his gaze falling upon the scene. Pools of blood mist exploded in the air, and a blazing silver barrier covering the sky rose from the ground, enveloping the entire Taiqing Palace.

"Where are they?"

Jiang Mo's gaze fell on the oldest of the elders, and he used his Qi to transmit his voice, inquiring about the whereabouts of the missing members of the Sanyi Sect.

"The past is a thousand years away, and we are unaware of it."

An old man slowly closed his eyes, his breath barely a whisper, having completely resigned himself to his fate.