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

Ning He had nothing more to say and left the meeting room.

"That's it."

The head of the R&D department, who had been working overtime for several days and nights without sleep, looked haggard and gave a perfunctory reply.

The three ancient weapons were repaired and developed by his department. He was well aware of their power and strongly disagreed with using such weapons, which far exceeded the destructive power of nuclear weapons, on the benefactors of the Ninth Department.

As for the alliance between the Sanyi Sect and the Demon King, he absolutely did not believe that the other party would do anything to overthrow the Nine Provinces. More likely, it was a final reckoning with the Four Sects.

He then got up and left.

Seeing their actions, Sun Feiyu, sitting alone to the left of the three seats on the Security Council, was deeply moved and spoke without hesitation:

"When I was in school, I heard many legendary stories about Xuanzun."

"President Lu is a senior I deeply respect. He saved my life in that great battle against the gods..."

As he spoke, Sun Feiyu slowly stood up, his voice strong and clear.

"Although I was treated coldly by their disciples some time ago, if I were in their shoes, I might have done even worse."

"Ultimately, I still don't believe they would say goodbye as some of the seniors said."

Sun Feiyu left, believing that his choice was not wrong.

Then, Yuan Xiao sighed, finding it pointless. He was a neutral party, not taking sides, and quietly left.

.......

July 14th is the Ghost Festival in the Chinese lunar calendar.

The demon general of the extraordinary creature 'Nine-Tailed Fox' observed the stars and seized the opportunity when the Nine Provinces were weak. At that moment, he offered a plan to the three kings, who adopted it. In the dead of night, he led twenty demons to launch a surprise attack southward, and a great battle broke out. The speed was so fast that the Nine Departments and the Security Council could not react at all.

The elders and elites of the five major sects of the Flying Immortal Sect all came out to accompany the sect leader to the front line, where they fought fiercely.

The most astonishing thing was that the Flying Immortal Sect Leader, whose injuries had not yet healed, actually withstood the attacks of the three demon kings.

Furthermore, an elder summoned the sect's magical artifact, the "Thirty-Three Waterfalls Reflecting the World," projecting the scenes of the fierce battle onto most of the cities.

In an instant, the Flying Immortal Sect Leader, who was at a disadvantage, received incense offerings from countless believers, who placed the hopes of millions of believers on him. He grew stronger with each battle and managed to turn the tide and reverse the almost collapsing situation.

This battle also alarmed the Duchen Sect, Penglai Island, and Kunlun Ancient Sect, which had previously been attacked by the three great demon kings.

The bloody battle lasted for 12 hours. Some of the Flying Immortal disciples and elders who were wounded and on the verge of death were rescued from the front lines by the powerful figures from the Nine Departments and the Security Council, and were sent back to the dojo for treatment.

It was at this moment that the dark sky was torn apart by dazzling light, and streams of light descended. It turned out that the support from the Duchen Sect, Penglai Island, and Kunlun Ancient Sect had arrived, on a scale no less than the last time, and even several Supreme Elders of frighteningly high seniority had come.

"boom!!!"

Without a moment's exchange, several top experts joined the battlefield, their killing intent soaring, determined to avenge their previous grievances.

The sky was filled with strange magical lights, which intertwined and spanned the entire battlefield. Explosions were constant, and hurricanes howled. The Demon King Xie Huan, the Nine-Tailed Fox, and Zhu Jian were fighting with all their might against the four powerful figures, including the Flying Immortal Sect Master. The battle was so fierce that mountains and rivers collapsed, and hundreds of kilometers of smoke filled the air, with corpses strewn everywhere.

Low-level humans and demon generals didn't even have the right to stay on the edge; they were instantly annihilated by the aftershocks of the battle!

The blood energy of these extraordinary creatures was astonishingly powerful, and the battle lasted for several days before finally coming to an end.

The three demon kings were wounded and temporarily retreated, but showed no signs of restraining their ambitions. They still led tens of thousands of demons and occupied the city closest to the battlefield.

The Flying Immortal Sect Leader and the Supreme Elders of the three sects, though less seriously injured, dared not be complacent.

The two armies are still facing off, preparing for the next battle.

Chapter 414 A Day of Travel, Only They Know the Warmth and Coldness, A Meeting Between Kings

In mid-July, while the Flying Immortal Sect was preoccupied with other territories, demon kings began to encroach on borders from various places. Most of the demon kings fought fiercely with the hidden sects for the living environment rich in spiritual energy, while the remaining group of demon kings launched a direct attack on the Central Plains.

There is an insect king named 'Qinyuan' that has been resurrected from the ruins of the ancient Ailao Kingdom in the Ailao Mountains of southern Yunnan. It resembles a poisonous bee, is the size of a mandarin duck, has a four-winged bird head, and six claws on its abdomen. Its reproductive capacity is astonishing, giving birth to hundreds of millions of insects, and its numbers are constantly growing rapidly.

Apart from the Insect King, ordinary Qin Yuan insects have a lifespan of less than a week. Only by absorbing the blood of powerful species can they produce stronger and longer-lived offspring.

Unafraid of water or fire, they are almost at the bottom of the food chain in this era of the revival of mountains and seas. Although they are numerous, they are weak individually and cannot deal with other demon kings or cultivators from secluded sects. They can only hunt in groups, and in exaggerated numbers, they surge up on human cities like a natural disaster, like a black desert crawling and engulfing several cities.

In just half a day, powerful figures from the Security Council and the Nine Departments went to the front-line southwest region to fight on the battlefield, even bringing nearly a hundred Class B mechs to frantically bombard the insect swarm.

At the beginning of the battle, the Level 5 Awakened Ones were unstoppable. With a single killing move, hundreds of thousands of insects were reduced to blood mist. However, such a scale was far too insignificant, like a drop of rain in a torrential downpour or a grain of sand in an endless desert.

Overwhelmed by sheer numbers, the Security Council's numerous defensive works fell one after another. Wherever the insect swarm passed, all organic matter was devoured. Even some rare alloy metals used to forge Class B mechs were not spared, being gnawed and pitted, crumbling at the slightest touch.

Ten Level 5 Awakened Ones, guarding the southwest battlefield against the insect swarm, gradually succumbed to despair. Everywhere they looked, there were buzzing, grotesque insects, resembling a writhing black sea of ​​sand.

"Stop them!"

"Give the surrounding residents time to evacuate!!!"

The wireless satellite earpiece hanging by my ear came through the alarmed exclamations of the high command in the combat command center: the insect swarm's path was a straight diagonal line, cutting through more than a dozen cities along its route.

How many are there?

The Level 5 Awakened Ones fighting on the front lines were nearly in despair. Their minds were on edge, their defenses were crumbling, and the swarms of insects were endless and outrageously numerous.

"It's impossible to predict, but the area you're in, within a radius of 3 kilometers, is completely covered by a swarm of insects..."

When the Level 5 Awakened Ones at the scene heard the data analyst's voice, they were stunned. It was an astronomical swarm of insects, and their breeding method seemed to be inorganic fission. They were increasing in number, and with the constant barrage of various supernatural abilities and the cannon fire from Class B mechs, they were even gradually developing resistance, which greatly reduced the efficiency of the elimination.

Half a day later, the temporary evacuation of sixteen cities was finally completed at the last minute. The price paid was that the nine Awakened Ones and hundreds of Class B mechs guarding the front line were overwhelmed by the insect swarm and died without a trace.

Immediately following, with the flesh and blood of the awakened and the metal of the mecha, the new insects born from the swarm grew stronger and stronger. In the blink of an eye, their size nearly doubled, like a dark cloud covering the vast land of the southwestern region.

The Security Council and the Nine Departments successively appealed for help from the Flying Immortal Sect Leader, but the other side was preparing for the final battle with the Three Kings and could not get away.

Zhang Zhiwei and Wei Yuanming, both members of the association, are in seclusion, seeking a breakthrough.

The officials who had previously refused to distribute the extraordinary blood serum to them were now in a panic, not only being scolded by other officials but also unable to find any strong individuals temporarily qualified to take on the responsibility. They deeply regretted their decision.

On the 17th, in an emergency, without affecting the loss of order in the jurisdictions, Sun Feiyu mobilized all available resources from within the association and the three major superhuman academies, piecing together 24 Level 5, 108 Level 4 Awakened, and 5 Swordholders who had been promoted in recent years, to go to the southwestern provinces to resist the insect plague.

On the same day, Ning He, Yin Qian, and Tao Ding, the leaders of the Nine Departments, once again went to the Sanyi Gate for help. They were blocked by the barrier formed by the demonic energy emanating from Yao Wang and Yue Min. In the end, despite their best efforts, they still failed.

In the evening, the group went to the Celestial Master's Mansion, hoping to seek help from the Celestial Master in an emergency, but failed. Tian Jinzhong, who was in charge, relayed their message:

"Senior brother left a message before he went into seclusion, saying that his seclusion period would last anywhere from three or four months to a year..."

"I'm sorry, this old man is powerless to help."

Tian Jinzhong sighed in shame.

He couldn't reveal more details to the high-ranking officials who were seeking help. He didn't know what crucial stage his senior brother's cultivation had reached, and he dared not disturb him without permission, for fear of causing him to make a mistake. After all, refining those extraordinary blood essences was a dangerous path.

At this moment, Yin Qian recalled the archival materials he had investigated before and subconsciously said:

"Old Taoist Master, I've heard that you and the Xuanzun of the Sanyi Sect are old acquaintances. Could you please step forward and persuade him on our behalf?"

"Ugh...."

Tian Jinzhong sighed with disappointment. He had anticipated that these guests would make such a request, and said helplessly:

"I am merely a junior of Master Jiang. He has been kind to me many times, not the other way around. He knows very well what needs to be done, and I cannot persuade him otherwise. Gentlemen, please leave."

"Is that so... I'm sorry to have bothered you, Daoist Master."

The group was dejected and said their goodbyes hastily. They then called the Tang Clan elders and the Lü Clan patriarch, unwilling to give up any hope, and tried to contact Jiang Mo through these intermediaries. However, without exception, they were all politely refused.

Due to the manipulation by the nine ministries and the Security Council, neither of them dared to stand up and speak for them at this time, for fear of getting burned.

The disaster was caused by Ji Yunzhou and the neutral faction, but now it is Ning He who is bearing the consequences and seeking help everywhere.

He could have simply washed his hands of it and stayed out of it, but he couldn't bear to see the people suffer, so he repeatedly went to great lengths to mediate the conflict between the two sides and try to reconcile them.

Sitting in the returning helicopter, Ning He looked dejected, staring blankly at the boundless twilight. The blood-red setting sun was about to sink into the earth. The air was a bit chilly, and he felt utterly disheartened, thinking to himself:

"If Yu Huai and the others were here, that would be wonderful."

On the 18th, about 1-2% of the insect swarm on the southwestern front was wiped out, the Security Council suffered heavy losses, and nearly half of the level 4 awakened beings perished.

However, even with such an outcome, the result was extremely bad.

Even before that, the rear command center had calculated, based on real-time satellite data, that the insect swarm was multiplying at a rate of 2% per hour. The best personnel deployed to the front lines were able to barely stop the increase in their numbers, let alone eliminate the billions of insects at their source.

On the 19th, the battle line collapsed, all Level 4 Awakened Ones perished, and Level 5 Awakened Ones and Swordholders showed signs of exhaustion.

The corpses of the Zerg were everywhere, scattered across every corner of the battlefield like mountains of garbage. After they died, they were devoured by their own kind, in an endless cycle.

Those strong men who held the line were plunged into despair, covered in blood and grime, their eyes contorted with a ferocity as terrifying as those of wild beasts.

"what!!!"

They roared in anger, venting their hatred, but were instantly drowned out by the deafening roar of the insect swarm.

evening.

Support arrived, and an ancient weapon was urgently transferred from the research and development department. It was temporarily taken out of storage without being fully repaired. It was a metal gate shaped like an octagonal symbol.

As the silver patterns inlaid on the door gradually flashed with lightning, marking the countdown to destruction, the commander, thousands of miles away, sent a message to the 16 exhausted men at the front.

"The Gate of Triumph has arrived. There are 30 seconds left to charge. Please evacuate in 28 seconds and take cover behind the gate."

"Roger that!"

Half a minute passed in the blink of an eye.

"boom!--"

The vast天地 (heaven and earth) truly trembled because of a cluster of terrifying cross-shaped rays of light, and the triumphal arch was radiating an almost overflowing azure light.

0.001 seconds later, the most powerful artificial beam in the Eastern Hemisphere to date, at full power, erupted in an instant, piercing through the swarm of insects in front of it. It was so fast that it didn't even leave a afterimage, and it completed a full sweep, forming a special light field, like a silver-blue ocean. Every inch of the light stream swept through the space with a temperature of millions of degrees Celsius. The air was burned and distorted, and countless Qin Yuan were turned into ashes.

"Buzz buzz!!"

The insect swarm surged forth, like moths to a flame. Some of the more evolved insects, even those with special abilities like the awakened humans, were positioned at the rear of the group and attempted to fight back, but they were still melted into wisps of gray mist.

The standoff lasted less than 10 seconds. The size of the insect swarm shrank by one-third. The insect king was almost grazed by the edge of the beam. Without any hesitation, he led the insect swarm to retreat and disappeared into the horizon in an instant.

This battle was a Pyrrhic victory, and similar situations are common throughout the vast territory.

......

On July 22, the night was quiet and the moon was bright. Four beams of white light descended from the sky to the Sanyi Gate. Chengzhen, Yuhuai, Xianshu and Linqi, who had been away for more than two months, had returned!

Using the pressure of deep sea water to tear apart the reverse life force and reconstruct the method to break through the barrier was indeed effective. Moreover, with the senior brother personally protecting them and imparting his experience, the three of them stepped into the third level without any doubt. They immediately felt the vastness of the world, their spirits were refreshed, and they all seemed to have become much younger.

The difference between a triple rebirth and a double rebirth is like heaven and earth; one who does not enter the triple rebirth will ultimately be a mortal with a limited lifespan.

Only those who have entered the third level are qualified to cultivate the true methods of the second and third levels, absorb the spiritual energy of heaven and earth, transform it into innate energy, nourish the limbs, bones, internal organs, and so on, thereby prolonging life and keeping the body strong forever.

The commotion within the sect caught the attention of Will, his three disciples, and the twelve elven remnants, who all came out to greet them.

Even the Taotie and Tianma, stationed two hundred miles away, sensed four unfamiliar auras passing through the sky at a certain moment, and were immediately filled with imagination and could not suppress their excitement.

After waiting for almost a month, it's finally here!

Is it Xuanzun or Wei Xuanzi?

Just as they were filled with anticipation and speculation, in the pitch-black sky, where everything was silent, a person's Qi merged with heaven and earth, transmitting a voice across the distant void, as warm as jade, concise and to the point.

"Gentlemen, come here."

Chapter 415 The curses of the world are ultimately just noise.

Inside the Qingxin Hall, Chengzhen sat upright, dressed in proper attire, her gaze fixed on the entrance to the hall, where two elderly men, led in by Weir, stood.

One was tall and slender, dressed in a long gray-bronze robe, with a solemn face; the other leaned on a bone cane, hunched over, but with a kind smile on his lips.

Yao Wang and Yue Min, two great demon kings, extraordinary beings who dominated their respective regions, arrived in an instant after receiving the summons.

"Master, gentlemen, we have arrived."

"Yes, please take a seat and have some tea."

Upon their first meeting, the two elderly men left a very deep impression on Chengzhen.

Even though their Qi was completely contained, he could still vaguely sense just how terrifying the power hidden beneath those two withered bodies was—it was at least... far stronger than his own.

"Nice to meet you, Master Wu, I've heard so much about you!"

"This old man is presumptuous, the lord of the Xuan Yuan in the Altai Mountains of the Northern Territory."

"This is Yue Min, the Demon King of Wushan and Qingze."

Both demon kings were scrutinizing Chengzhen with surprise.

This junior is undoubtedly the strongest human they have ever seen in the current era. Although he cannot compare to the great masters of the past, judging from his appearance, physical constitution, and age (not yet 200 years old), his potential is quite high. Many sect leaders and chief disciples of secluded sects are roughly at this level.

"Greetings, seniors. Please have a seat."