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

The prison guard from the Dry Sea, his body wrapped in bandages, remained lost in thought for a long time, his tone slightly agitated.

Qi Che was all too familiar with this scene and was certain it was Jiang Mo's doing.

"It must be him!!"

“…”

Hearing the words beside them, the elderly swordsmen fell silent, seemingly lost in thought.

The Trinity Sect, branded with the infamy of being a demonic cult, miraculously withstood the pressure once again and appeared to have won the great battle.

So, how should they, as members of the nine ministries and the Security Council, get along with each other in the future?

Although there were various reasons beyond their control, most of them and other high-ranking officials ultimately did not insist on extending a helping hand, and compromised because they were concerned about the threats from the four sects and the suppression from the Flying Immortal Sect.

"Ugh....."

Just as they were silently lamenting and filled with regret, a strange movement came from the distant black swamp. A dragon's roar resounded for miles around, and a huge, ferocious shadow soared into the sky and disappeared in an instant.

"Oh no, what's that?!"

An Anli vice president recognized the dragon's origin and immediately realized something was wrong, exclaiming in alarm, "Where are they going?!"

"Return to defense!!"

"Urgent notification to headquarters, something terrible has happened!"

"It's from the Flying Immortal Sect, and also from the various dojos of the four major sects!!"

However, by the time these people realized what was happening, it was too late. The dragon, riding the wind and controlling the qi, was unrestrained and traversed thousands of miles, reaching the capital city.

At 8:36, dark clouds gathered, and a storm was brewing. Almost all the awakened beings, martial artists, and civilians in the city witnessed an unprecedented historical moment.

The mythical dragon-shaped creature, seven hundred feet long, spanning the heavens, descended to the mortal realm, aiming directly for the path to immortality!

A tall, slender figure stood atop the dragon's head, dressed in black robes with black hair, his appearance bearing a striking resemblance to that of the Venerable Chen Qing.

His cold gaze terrified countless onlookers, and even the strange man who had once slandered him turned deathly pale, unable to utter a single word.

The nine experts who had been waiting at the scene and were preparing to ambush the enemy were all astonished.

The news was indeed accurate; that person had truly been born. Yet, they dared not stop him. The terrifying pressure alone nearly suffocated the group of sword wielders and level 5 awakened individuals from afar.

In an instant, the dragon disappeared, and two figures walked together to the outside of the Flying Immortal Dojo.

"ordinary man."

"I have come with my superiors, how long are you going to cower in fear?"

Under the watchful eyes of everyone, Chengzhen shouted a question, and his true qi surged forth, transforming into a wave that crashed down, shattering the gates of the temple and causing the plaque to fall to the ground with a clatter.

The Flying Immortal disciple responsible for guarding the gate was injured, coughing up blood, and looking weak. He lay on the ground struggling feebly.

A long sigh echoed in the air above the temple.

"Fellow Daoist, please enter."

The peerless Flying Immortal Sect Master finally yielded and dared not break off relations.

Chengzhen stepped in, followed by his second true form. As they landed, an invisible force spread, causing the ground to explode inch by inch and the buildings to crumble.

The disciples and elders who remained in the temple looked angry, clenched their fists, and held back their anger.

The Flying Immortal Sect Master sat quietly high in the palace. His face was pale. His severed arm had regenerated, and even the wound on his chest had healed. However, he was still wearing blood-stained clothes and had not yet had time to change them.

In the final clash of the Sanyi Sect, he was defeated.

Afterwards, dragging his serious injuries, he fled all the way back to the dojo in Kyoto, borrowing the blessings of countless incense offerings to protect himself and heal his wounds. He didn't even have time to notify the elders stationed in various dojos to order them to be on high alert before they came knocking on his door.

At this moment, the Flying Immortal Sect Leader stared at the silent, lifeless figure and felt a deep sense of fear.

He had cultivated for nearly two hundred years and had never encountered such a desperate and devastating defeat. His protective spiritual treasures were all shattered, and he was on the verge of losing half his life.

When they met again, he was even more afraid to fight, and didn't even have the courage to draw his sword.

"Fellow Daoist, harmony is of utmost importance. This matter is not what I desired, so please forgive me."

The Flying Immortal Sect Leader rose shakily, clasped his hands in a gesture of respect, and bowed his head apologetically.

"!!!"

The elders and disciples were filled with mixed feelings, staring blankly, unable to utter a single word. They never expected that their sect leader would lower himself so much in front of these mortals.

"I heard from my fellow disciples that you, you old scoundrel, tacitly allowed the four sects to invade and attack our sect, thus ruining our sect's reputation?"

"Come!"

"He's right here. Why don't you talk to him and tell him how he got on the bad side of you, you stray dog?"

After Chengzhen finished speaking, his second true form drew his sword and strode towards the Flying Immortal Sect Leader. The sharp blade was pressed against his throat, and he asked in a hoarse voice:

"explain?"

A blush crept across his fair, delicate skin. Despite the danger, the Flying Immortal Sect Leader remained calm and his gaze unwavering. He said sternly:

"Fellow Daoist, I was blinded by greed."

"If you don't mind, we can turn hostility into friendship."

"Jade and silk?"

The chill on Chengzhen's face hadn't melted away as he teased:

"You ungrateful dog, you're not biting anymore?"

“…”

The language was almost insulting. Several elders and a dozen disciples felt their blood pressure rise and were about to refute it on the spot, but they were all silenced by a glance from the Flying Immortal Sect Leader, who suppressed their tempers and none of them dared to overstep their bounds.

"There is a misunderstanding between us, fellow Daoist. Why not give me a chance to forgive you? I am willing to offer you a generous gift."

Before he could finish speaking, Chengzhen bluntly said:

"Fine, we're not interested in the offerings of this world. You can take them however you like."

"But you shouldn't have, you shouldn't have, provoked us because of your food hoarding."

"Consider your limbs as compensation for this."

"..."

The Flying Immortal Sect Leader remained silent, but when forced into a corner, he spoke again: "Is it absolutely necessary?"

"It absolutely has to be this way," Chengzhen reiterated, refusing to back down.

Can it resolve grudges?

The Flying Immortal Sect Leader remained nonchalant, continuing to ask calmly, his true thoughts remaining unseen by anyone.

"can."

"Why?"

Chengzhen bluntly stated: "Watchdogs are useful. If they can be tamed by feeding them bones, then a lesson is sufficient. There's no need to kill them and waste resources."

The Three Kingdoms are embroiled in sectarian feuds and have no time to deal with their own problems. The Nine Departments and the Security Council have yet to produce a strong enough individual to contend with extraordinary beings. The strength and uniqueness of the Flying Immortal Sect undoubtedly make them the most suitable sect to protect the Nine Provinces and resist the invasion of giant beasts from the mountains and seas.

Although the price is merely the offerings of incense to the masses.

“…”

A faint, somber smile appeared on the lips of the Flying Immortal Sect Master.

This was the first time he had suffered such a major setback since entering the world, and he was immediately filled with many emotions. Far from being defeated, his mind was instead filled with a long-lost sense of anticipation, becoming even clearer, and he spoke with great confidence:

"it is good!"

"According to what you say, it's nothing more than the limbs."

"Since it can resolve the feud between the two factions, I should take it for myself."

After speaking, the Flying Immortal Sect Leader did not hesitate for a moment. He immediately formed a hand seal with one hand and chanted an incantation. A terrifying force erupted from his body, and his arms suddenly broke off, with blood gushing out like a fountain.

"don't want!!!"

"Absolutely not, Sect Leader!!"

Seeing this, the surrounding disciples hurriedly tried to dissuade him, but it was too late.

The already severely injured Flying Immortal Sect Leader nearly collapsed after forcibly severing his arm. His face was deathly pale, and his breath was weak. Fortunately, an elder nearby caught him in time. The elder took out a bottle of ointment and said anxiously:

"Hold on, Sect Leader!"

"Elder Situ...it's alright, you may step down."

A faint trace of true qi still lingered on the body of the Flying Immortal Sect Master, which slowly pushed the old man away. He ordered his disciples not to step forward and to see clearly the process of the punishment.

"It was my mistake in making the decision that dragged everyone down, and I should bear the responsibility alone."

"Gentlemen, you must not harbor resentment. All of this is not the fault of the fellow Daoists of Sanyi; it is all my own fault."

"Anyone who openly disobeys orders will be expelled from the sect."

"Sect Leader... why are you doing this..." a disciple choked up and shed tears.

The Flying Immortal Sect Leader ignored him, the intense pain leaving him breathless and exhausted. Then, with a burst of energy, he gathered his strength again, and with a cruel "pfft," both of his legs were also shattered.

"The limbs are broken."

"I humbly request that you, fellow Daoist, see the truth."

The Flying Immortal Sect Leader was nearly exhausted. Several elders surrounded him, sealed his wounds, and applied medicine to heal him.

"it is good."

"Taking responsibility."

Chengzhen didn't make things difficult for him, and said:

"There are two more things I need to discuss with you. Once they are settled, we will have no more grudges."

"Ah."

The Flying Immortal Sect Leader agreed and immediately dispersed the disciples, leaving only three people in the hall.

"Fellow Daoist, what is it? Please speak."

"Do you know the details of the grudges between us and sects like Nine Heavens Mountain and Bliss Palace?"

"Or rather, is there a share for you?"

Chengzhen asked directly.

Upon hearing this, the Flying Immortal Sect Leader looked puzzled but didn't press further, simply replying:

“I know very little about things from long ago. I will have someone fetch the files, and you will see that this matter has nothing to do with my sect.”

"There is one more thing. All the traitors from the Three Kingdoms who were bribed by you four should be executed by tomorrow. Clean them up."

"clear....."

The Flying Immortal Sect Leader closed his eyes, slowly letting out a sigh of relief, as if a great burden had been lifted.

Chapter 405 The key to breaking the deadlock requires surpassing the level of the founders of various schools.

The Sanyi Sect and the Feixian Sect have run into each other!

The news spread quickly throughout Kyoto, causing widespread panic.

The Security Council headquarters' experts were stationed outside the training ground, completely blocking the surrounding streets, waiting cautiously, every minute and second filled with suspense.

Those in the know were even more uneasy. The Flying Immortal Sect Leader and the two Sect Masters, San Yi and San Yi, together had three extraordinary humanoid monsters. Once a bloody battle broke out, the forces responsible for defense would be utterly vulnerable and unable to stop them.

However, the terrible situation that everyone had envisioned did not ultimately occur.

Two hours later, Chengzhen and his second true form left the dojo. Jiubu tried to persuade them to stay and invited them to talk, but the two did not respond and disappeared into the sky in an instant.

in the afternoon.

The battle against the demonic cult, which has captivated the hearts of the vast majority of people in the country, has finally seen photos of the battlefield uploaded to the internet, causing an uproar.

Sany is not dead!

Instead, they were protected, seemingly due to four crushing defeats.

Soon, news leaked from the dark web that the Pleasure Palace and Ninefold Mountain temples scattered near the Taihang Mountains had been deserted.