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

"We'll see, there's no need to worry."

Jiang Mo neither confirmed nor denied it. He valued the lives of his disciples extremely highly and would never dare to let them take risks.

The leaders of the six sects are at least comparable to the fourth or fifth level of the Profound Life Realm. If a junior were to cross two realms and infiltrate them, it would be like burying one's head in the sand, and they wouldn't even have a chance to fight back.

Chapter 418 The Weapon is Completed, Preparations for War, The Demon General Who Steals the Future

Ordinary people.

Sanyi Gate, Qingxin Hall.

"Here are all the materials we need."

"I would like to trouble you two. If you have any channels, please find more for me. The more supplies we have, the more secure our attack will be."

Yue Min put down his wolf-hair brush and handed the Xuan paper covered with writing to Chengzhen and Yaowang.

"Okay, I'll try my best."

Chengzhen glanced at the minerals and herbs listed on the materials list. He recognized some of them, so they weren't too hard to find.

"Master Wu, the four demon generals who came with the six-headed dragon are now prisoners."

"One person is on the verge of death, and three others are slightly injured. What do you think we should do?"

At this moment, Yue Min mentioned the condition of the animals, as they were about to return to Wushan and there was no time to look after them anymore.

"Kill him."

Chengzhen said calmly that he originally intended to capture these strange beasts to guard the sect, but considering that the remnants of the Lingxian clan in the Northeast had been almost completely slaughtered and that he had a deep-seated blood feud with the lineage of the Six-Headed Flood Dragon, he decided to be more thorough and kill them all.

"clear."

Upon receiving Chengzhen's reply, Yuemin didn't say much. With a thought, he triggered the killing move that it had stored in the four demon generals' bodies.

"Boom!!!"

A thunderous, surging explosion echoed from a distant area outside the sect.

Four dazzling gray beams of light pierced the ground. When the light faded, the deep pit was filled with bloodstained and indistinct strange beasts, most of which were two or three hundred meters long. Their heads were blown into a puddle of mud, but their bodies were intact.

"Master Wu, their flesh, blood, tendons and bones are also good materials, which may be helpful to your sect. So you can keep them and make the most of them."

"I need to return as soon as possible to discuss with my younger brother and prepare for the relevant matters."

Yue Min stood up, preparing to leave.

"Well, that's about enough, Master Wu. I should head back now. If anything comes up, please contact me anytime."

Then, both demon kings left behind communication devices.

"Gentlemen, I'll see you off."

Chengzhen personally escorted them 200 miles away, and then took the opportunity to retrieve the corpses of the four demon generals, dragging them back to the sect for sealing.

The essence and blood of these demon generals are far inferior to those of extraordinary creatures, but their effect on tempering the body is still extraordinary, and the risk is lower, making them suitable for disciples of the sect to cultivate.

late at night.

Inside the fourth floor of the Sutra Repository, Yu Huai, who was on night watch, sat quietly by the window, looking at the densely packed call log on the satellite communicator. He sighed slightly and dialed back.

"Dudududu..."

A few breaths later, the call connected, and a surprised voice came from the other end:

"Sir, are you back?"

"Hmm, where did you go?"

Yu Huai's tone was very gentle, like an elder showing concern for a younger generation.

"East China Sea."

At this moment, the person he was communicating with was his swordsman—Yun Qinglong, the younger brother of a teammate with whom he had a life-or-death bond, whose elder brother had sacrificed himself in a special supernatural event many years ago.

Over the years, Yu Huai has been silently taking care of him, and the child has not let him down. In his forties, he has become the strongest swordsman of the Nine Departments.

“The demons here are emerging one after another, so I came here to hone my skills.”

"Really? Be careful..."

Yu Huai spoke earnestly, saying that among the five major regions of the North, Central Plains, Western Regions, Southern Frontier, and East Sea, the extraordinary creatures of the East Sea are even more ferocious than those on land.

"I'm considered retired now. I don't have anything else to do, so I should stay here in the doorway forever."

"Come over whenever you're free. If you encounter any problems outside that you can't solve, remember to tell me. No matter when, as long as you're in the right, I'll help you."

"Okay, thank you."

The two reminisced for a while before hanging up. Afterward, Yu Huai called his old friend back.

"Huh?! It's you back?!"

"Hey, I was so worried! Where did you go the other day, buddy?"

Ninghe, still struggling to deal with the giant beast invasion incident in his jurisdiction, kept talking and complaining about everything that had happened recently.

"I went into seclusion... I never imagined that things would turn out like this after I was gone for just two months."

Yu Huai felt slightly dazed.

"Come back? I can't hold on much longer."

Ninghe asked directly, their relationship being very close, without much beating around the bush.

"There's no going back... Old buddy, the sect needs me."

Yu Huai expressed his feelings: "From the moment I walked out that door, I never thought of going back. So many years have passed, and I'm tired. I've made the arrangements I needed to make. I can't do any more. You have to believe that your successor and others will be more outstanding than me."

"Besides, with my mediocre skills, I'm not even as strong as a level 5 Awakener, so I can't be of any help to you."

"......"

There was a moment of silence on the other end of the phone. Ning He understood his old friend's feelings, and finally just sighed before inquiring:

"Your old man really allied with the Demon King?"

"I don't know. The senior brother of the sect was in charge of the reception. It should be an alliance."

"Things have come to this point, I really don't know what to say anymore..."

Ning He was both helpless and frustrated. He had no ability to change the situation, and his resentment towards the other responsible persons deepened.

"Hopefully, one day we won't end up on opposite sides."

"I think it never will be. You can rest assured about that. We are sensible in our actions."

Yu Huai picked up the teacup beside her and took a small sip:

"Let's stop talking about these boring things and talk about things that friends should talk about."

"Hey, I've been having headaches too. Tell me about your health, are you feeling any better?"

Ning He was unwilling to delve any further into the issue of the Sanyi Sect. The die was cast, and neither Xuanzun nor Wei Xuanzi were people he and the Nine Departments could win over. Rather than wasting more time, he might as well ask his old friend about his health.

"It's like being reborn. Extending my life is no problem. The old ailments have almost completely healed."

"Oh? Congratulations! I'm so happy for you. Next time we meet, we must have a few drinks."

"Row."

The night is long.

Time passed silently as the two chatted happily.

.......

Before we knew it, it was mid-August.

The three demon kings heading south clashed with the Flying Immortal Sect, the Crossing Dust Sect, Penglai Island, and the Kunlun Ancient Sect in several battles. The two sides were deadlocked, and a large number of their core fighting forces perished, resulting in countless deaths and injuries. Several cities along the way were reduced to charred ruins.

During the same period, the extraordinary creatures that occupied the famous mountains and rivers of the Nine Provinces, due to consuming various exotic flowers and fruits, made rapid progress in strength and gradually developed the desire to expand into the territory of the Central Plains humans.

Many secluded sects also seized the opportunity to establish more training grounds. While fighting against the Demon King, they recruited outer disciples from the mortal world who had cultivation potential, imparted scriptures and teachings, and intercepted reserve talents for the Security Council and the Nine Departments.

The front lines in various regions are under immense pressure and show signs of imminent collapse. The subordinates who were acquainted with Yu Huai, Xian Shu, and Lin Qi in the past could not withstand the pressure and sought help from the two leaders of San Yi to quell the chaos, but were politely refused.

Chengzhen never had a moment's rest. He went to many places to find the minerals and herbs he needed in preparation for the great battle with the four sects. When he passed through some cities ravaged by demons, he would still lend a hand, but most of his energy was focused on finding materials.

end of the month.

Chengzhen and Yaowang visited Wushan. Through the efforts of all three parties, all the materials were gathered. The Yue brothers then began to refine the magical artifact, and half a month later, they completed the task!

The great battle is about to begin. The Sanyi Sect, Xuanyuan, and Wushan have entered the final preparation stage. They agreed to rest for 10 days to allow the two demon kings, Yue Min and Yue Li, to recover from the excessive damage caused by refining their weapons and strive to return to their best condition.

September 19, the North, the front lines of the battlefield.

On the plains where the three demon kings were stationed, under the moonlight, a demon general clad in black robes set up an altar and arranged a magic array, using secret methods to observe the stars and steal the true vision of the future.

After a long while, a blurry scene flooded into my mind: first, a strange crack in the vast sea suddenly burst open, and then a man dressed in a cloud-white jade robe walked out.

Then, the scene changed, and when they met again, the man was on the battlefield, roaming freely, holding a dark heavy sword. With one strike, the demon king let out a painful howl. His protective secret technique was cruelly broken, and his body and head exploded like firecrackers in an instant, covered in blood, and he died.

"Boom!!"

"Boom!!!"

Soon, the nine-tailed fox was also cornered. Each of the nine tails possessed unique supernatural abilities, capable of rebirth from a single life. Even so, it was still brutally killed by the human nine times. Each blow was powerful and heavy, and in the end, it was blown into mincemeat.

"Pop! Pop! Pop!!!"

His heart pounded violently in his chest, cold sweat slid down his cheeks, and the demon general, skilled in divination, panicked completely. His breathing became erratic, and the beast blood in his body turned icy cold.

It had never seen such a terrifying sight before. Suppressing its willpower to the limit, it managed to catch a glimpse of it through the hazy, gray fog.

As their vision gradually cleared, the corpses of the three kings lay scattered on the ground, and the corpses of demons were everywhere.

The human powerhouse who had fought them many times was on the verge of death, his arms broken and his face ashen. The mysterious man held him by the throat with one hand, suspending him in the void as if interrogating him.

Even more so, black dragons soared into the sky, along with Taotie, Pegasus, and one after another, mythical beasts that blotted out the sky, occupying the entire heavens and exuding a terrifying sense of oppression.

"!!!"

The next instant, his scarlet vertical pupils snapped open, and the demon general's lips trembled with horror.

Amidst mountains of corpses and seas of blood, it even saw its own body. Had it not seen it with its own eyes, it would never have believed that in the near future, the three kings would fall and a terrifying monster would emerge from the human camp.

"Cough cough!!"

"Pfft-!"

Mouthfuls of black blood gushed out, mixed with wriggling larvae. In its desperation, the demon general 'Mingku' didn't even realize the serious damage to its body. Intense pain spread from its internal organs and brain. Every time it stole the future, it had to pay a huge price.

"Imperial Advisor! What's wrong with you?!"

The surrounding demon clan powerhouses, seeing the dark figure on the altar collapsed to the ground, listless and dispirited, were all terrified and rushed over.

"king...."

“Take me...to see the king....”

"A great calamity is imminent... We must prepare as soon as possible..."

Mingku's voice was hoarse, still recovering from the lingering fear in his heart.

It gripped the guard's wrist tightly, every inch of its flesh stiffening and contracting with fear.

Chapter 419 Then let him never come out!

The demon king's dwelling place consists of several wide, deep pits.

They huddled inside, their massive and menacing forms eerie whether viewed up close or from afar. Unspeakable shadows.

Under the hazy night sky, three extraordinary beings of monarch-level status could be seen, their bodies bearing numerous shocking wounds, shrouded in flickering crimson light.

The wound was still slowly healing, but the surrounding plains were as dry as a desert, and the earth's spiritual energy was being drained away so rapidly that it had even reached the point of depletion. For dozens of miles around, there was only scorched earth, and not a single blade of grass could grow.

This was none other than the 'Evil Roar' race's bloodline supernatural power—Devouring Domain. Within a specific range, it could absorb natural substances and establish a specific connection with the heavens, earth, mountains, and rivers, thereby transferring the injuries accumulated in the body to the vast and boundless earth.

It is through such miraculous means that the 'Evil Ring', the 'Nine-Tailed Fox', and the 'Zhujian' were able to remain virtually invincible from the very beginning in this war to conquer human territory.

Even the top experts of the Flying Immortal Sect, the Crossing Dust Sect, Penglai Island, and the Kunlun Ancient Sect, who fought against them repeatedly, could not completely defeat them. Instead, the battle lines were drawn out and the number of mountains and rivers that fell increased every day.

At the edge of the pit where the Demon King lay coiled, stood a series of imposing figures. These were the demon generals who had submitted to the throne. After several great battles, their number had decreased from the initial 18 to 8.