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

In less than three days, this insightful sect leader led his sect to unprecedented glory, with incense offerings soaring to unbelievable levels. Behind him, terrifying divine halos condensed, almost transforming him into a true deity.

The elders and disciples within the sect also received immense blessings from the incense offerings, breaking through their long-awaited cultivation bottlenecks and experiencing a profound sense of the vastness of the world.

The strengthening of the Flying Immortal Sect's overall power gave the Security Council and the Nine Departments a breather, allowing them to accelerate the development of ancient weapons and the extraction of blood serum from extraordinary creatures.

As time went on, ambitious figures lurking behind the scenes, such as certain leaders of the Nine Departments and those in power in overseas forces, enabled the Flying Immortal Sect to completely dominate the Three Ones Sect in the open, and solidified the latter's reputation as a demonic sect, making it despised by the world.

It was precisely at this time that those demon kings and strange beasts whose intelligence was equal to or even far surpassed that of humans began to infiltrate human cities by accessing human technology or sending in spies to gather intelligence about the Trinity Sect.

You won't believe it until you check, and what a fantastic find it is!

What do you mean by surprise?!

This is the demonic sect that forcefully repelled the four reclusive sects and directly confronted the Flying Immortal Sect!

There are two demon lords within the sect. One has the form of a dragon and killed Zuwo. The other has dominated the mortal realm for two hundred years and created an unparalleled myth. The number of elites within the sect is unknown. No one can be sure whether there is a third or fourth demon lord within the sect.

Even though they are all human, they still receive attention from many extraordinary creatures. Under the law of the jungle where the strong prey on the weak, they don't care about your background. Only strength matters. Once you win over such powerful allies, how can you not achieve hegemony?

Those demon kings standing atop the peak were restless, each harboring their own ulterior motives.

Some wanted to travel south to visit, so they set off overnight, preparing generous gifts, including spiritual springs, exotic fruits, and precious blood jade artifacts.

Some were skeptical, fearing a trap, and decided to wait and see.

Others laughed uproariously, having always looked down on this so-called First Demonic Sect and despised humanity to the extreme. Then, recalling a trivial matter, seemingly harboring a grudge, they were even more unwilling to let other demon kings seize the opportunity to win them over. They personally led their demon generals, swords in hand, intending to slaughter the entire sect.

June 6.

Evening, at the Hisen Dojo in Kyoto, in a secluded spot deep within the palace.

A man shrouded in white and silver light sat cross-legged on a celestial lotus formed from the intertwining of countless incense sticks, listening intently to the prayers of countless believers. Suddenly, he opened his eyes, gazing thoughtfully at the distant south.

Wherever the incense burns, that is where he is.

The Flying Immortal Sect Leader could sense multiple terrifying demonic energies converging on the Fujian province, making it easy to discern the intentions of those beasts.

"Ah....."

A helpless smile appeared on his lips. He had intended to help and forge a good relationship, but due to his severe injuries and the need to stabilize his cultivation, he could not leave the immortal lotus beneath him.

A dull, sharp pain shot through his chest. Even though more than a month had passed, the Flying Immortal Sect Master still harbored a deep sense of apprehension towards the sword of that Chen Qing Xuan Zun.

"That's all."

"This time, I'll let you beasts show off and suffer a bit."

Chapter 408 follows closely: The clash between the two demon kings.

The traces of those extraordinary beings were deliberately concealed, and were known only to the Flying Immortal Sect Master.

The temples of some secluded sects that were passed along the way were only quietly discovered by the elders or leaders in charge.

They frowned slightly, remaining vigilant and defensive, but ultimately no conflict broke out, and they did not intervene.

dusk.

Six twelve.

The sunset was magnificent, the setting sun like blood, reflecting on the fragmented earth and ravines. Suddenly, a cold wind rose and blew continuously.

The sky outside the Sanyi Gate suddenly darkened, completely obscuring the afterglow of the setting sun.

A few seconds later, the demonic energy, like a mighty river, surged forth for thousands of miles. An indescribable black shadow swept across the sky, arriving in an instant from the horizon and reaching the red gate at the mountain peak, where it transformed into six robust figures.

They were all humanoid, with masculine and majestic appearances. They had unique, exquisite yet eerie markings at the corners of their eyes and between their brows. They wore ancient yet luxurious clothing, their muscles were exquisitely sculpted, and beneath their skin lay a terrifying aura of bloodlust, like eternally burning furnaces.

The elderly man at the head of the group had gray hair and a hunched back. He leaned on a cane made of animal bone, and his cloudy eyes revealed a glint of intelligence as he gazed at something in the distance with great interest. A meaningful smile appeared on his wrinkled lips.

On the fourth floor of the library, by the south window, Will sipped a cup of coffee. His view was expansive, and he stared calmly at the six humanoid creatures outside the door, though a sharp glint was revealed deep in his pupils.

At this moment, the 12 elven survivors who were working and preparing food inside the gate suddenly felt a pang of fear and their faces turned deathly pale.

The suppression from the depths of their blood made them have difficulty breathing, their hands and feet were cold, their heart rate soared to a seriously abnormal value, and they showed signs of panic and loss of control.

Lu Lin, Li Yan, and others rushed over to help him up and hurriedly asked what had happened.

"It's them..."

"The king is coming!"

The elderly elf looked fearful, spoke in a trembling voice, dared not raise his head, and almost knelt on the ground.

The 'king' it speaks of is the title given to those extraordinary beings who become the rulers of a demon kingdom.

"king?!"

Lu Lin's expression turned solemn. He also knew about these monsters and was about to go and report them when an old voice came from outside the sect.

"I am an old man from the Altai Mountains, the Lord of the Profound Abyss, named Yao Wang."

"Having heard that the Demon Lord is unparalleled among mortals, I have specially come to pay my respects and request an audience."

"what?!"

Li Yan, standing outside the kitchen, was so terrified that his mouth went dry and his fat trembled.

That's one of the four great demon kings of the Northern Frontier. His true form is the Taotie, a rare species recorded in ancient books. He commands 160,000 demon followers and eight demon generals, and his abilities are extraordinary.

After the sound subsided, the entire Taoist temple fell silent. The visitors outside were not in a hurry and followed the rules, waiting quietly.

"clatter...."

"clatter....."

The sound of calm footsteps came from above.

"Keep an eye on the guests; there's no need to panic."

Will instructed his disciples to look after the anxious, drenched elves huddled in a corner, and then went out alone to greet them.

The moment Will met the old demon king and his six accompanying demon generals, his skin instinctively tightened, a sign of impending danger. The pressure was overwhelming; almost every creature was far stronger than him.

Even so, he remained calm and corrected their wording: "There is no Demon Lord here."

"Then I will find Xuanzun."

"Chen Qingxuan Venerable, Jiang Mo, the forty-second generation sect leader of the Sanyi Sect, Fellow Daoist Jiang."

Yao Wang's pronunciation was clear and authentic.

A kind smile appeared on its face; as long as it saw that person, the process was completely unimportant.

"The sect leader is not here, so I am acting as his representative. Just tell me what you need to say, and I will relay it."

Seeing Will's serious expression, the old demon king became suspicious. It vaguely sensed that an extremely powerful monster was lurking within the Trinity Gate.

Even though its aura was perfectly concealed, its innate sense of danger was very keen, and it still managed to detect some clues.

What exactly is that?

"Well....."

Yao Wang reconsidered and, settling for second best, asked again:

"Is your forty-third sect leader, Wei Xuanzi, present?"

“…”

Will shook his head slightly, his deep eyes sweeping over the two- or three-meter-tall humanoid beasts, and he was secretly amazed.

"When will the two sect leaders have some free time to return? Young friend, do you have any leads?"

"Once the task is accomplished, I will return home. It may take as little as two or three months, or as long as half a year."

He sighed with regret, yet maintained his composure, saying:

"In that case, young friend, would you do us the favor of letting us stay here for a while and wait?"

"I have come here in person to sign an alliance with the Venerable Xuanzun, to jointly pursue hegemony, and to help each other. As for the so-called generous gifts, I can give them to you first."

After he finished speaking, a burly man with a thick beard stepped forward, bowed, and respectfully presented a jade gift box with both hands.

"Young friend, please don't underestimate this box. It contains a secret: twelve rare flowers, six exotic fruits, a hundred bottles of spiritual spring water, eight pieces of blood jade, and two ancient magical artifacts suitable for human use. Please accept them."

Yao Wang showed sincerity, speaking gently as he introduced the items in the box to Will, explaining their specific uses.

It was determined to stay, to prevent other humans or demon kings from poaching its members.

"Mr. Yao, this is convenient, but I can't provide it."

"But I have indeed seen your sincerity. I will inform the two sect leaders in full later. As for whether to sign the alliance, the decision is theirs."

"I cannot accept gifts without having done anything in return. Please accept these gifts."

There was no way that Will would allow these terrifying creatures to enter the sect.

He was on edge, feeling extremely uncomfortable every second. Not to mention the other juniors, even the disciples of the Third Rank Sect who were in seclusion in the back mountain would be in great danger if disturbed by them.

Especially the kind-faced old man in front of him, the feeling that he gave Will was even more exaggerated than that of the sect leader Chengzhen, perhaps by a lot, and that Jiang Mo could not suppress. Even if the second true body was watching from the shadows, it was not necessarily safe.

"Is that so..."

"also."

The old demon king was not angry when he was rejected. He simply considered it for a moment and then gave up.

"Young friend, is it alright for this old man to set up camp at the foot of your mountain?"

Will neither confirmed nor denied it, but simply smiled humorously:

"What difference does this distance make to you, Mr. Yao, whether it's practically next door or not?"

He vaguely guessed the other party's intention, and the old demon king understood his unspoken meaning, so he conceded again, speaking sincerely and apologetically:

"Indeed, I have been presumptuous. How about we retreat to a place two hundred miles away, so as not to disturb your peace? Is that acceptable?"

"You decide, my opinion doesn't count."

Will acquiesced to this answer.

He knew that 100,000 meters was just a negligible number to the extraordinary creature in front of him.

"Alright, thank you for your understanding, young friend."

The old demon king stroked his beard and smiled; his words and actions gave people the feeling of a kind old man next door.

Will, however, was walking on thin ice. He had been paying close attention to the extraordinary creatures in the territory recently, and he clearly remembered that the Taotie was a bloodthirsty and brutal creature.

The number of beasts and hermit cultivators killed in the northern border region is countless. Two reckless Level 5 Awakeners from the Security Council crossed the border without permission, attempting to search for rare and precious materials, but they were also devoured by it without even making a ripple.

"You're welcome, Mr. Yao."

However, before Will could finish speaking, a vast ocean of demonic energy approached from dozens of kilometers away outside the mountain. Instantly, the expressions of the six demon generals changed slightly, and the old demon king's brows furrowed with gloom, his good mood ruined.

Immediately, a cold, murderous gaze swept across from afar.

The old demon king made a decisive move!

"Boom!!!"

A huge mushroom cloud rose at the horizon, and two completely different demonic energies collided wildly, with lifelike phantoms visible as they fought each other.

One form has the body of a sheep and the face of a human, with two horns on its head, a gaping maw on its chest resembling a ferocious tiger, and four sharp claws.

The second is a canine, with a black head and white body, and light, thin, cloud-like wings; it is extremely ferocious.

The earth was as brittle as paper, cracked beyond recognition. The enemy's advance was accelerating. The old demon king of the Sanyi Sect, mindful of his surroundings, could not unleash even more domineering power, and thus advised:

"Young friend, some annoying fellow is coming. Would you mind making way for him?"

The old demon king did not want other extraordinary beings to make contact with the Trinity Gate in secret, so he sent Will back into the gate, while he and the six demons were responsible for driving away or even killing any third parties that came.

How can you allow others to sleep soundly on the side of the couch?

In just a moment, this seemingly ordinary sentence was filled with supreme authority, like an iron law imprinted in our genes.

Will trembled violently, and a bizarre instinct to submit arose within him.

Is this the terror of the Demon King?!

Even a voice that had restrained its power could easily shatter his will, and all his resistance was almost completely obliterated.

With a "whoosh!" sound, Will, relying on the last bit of his sanity, mobilized the power within his body to tear apart flesh and organs. The pain, close to the limit of his nerve pain tolerance, instantly gained the upper hand, overshadowing all fear, and he performed an action that went beyond instinct.

Under the old demon king's gaze, Will, blood seeping from his mouth and his voice hoarse, sneered slightly: