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

The stench of blood filled the air; the cultivators who were full of life just moments before were now dead.

The leaders of the Fangzhang Academy, Yaochi Yinque, Duchen Sect, Penglai Island, and Kunlun Ancient Sect, who witnessed the cruel scene, felt both relieved and frightened.

They finally understood the origin of the name Demon Lord. In this state, Jiang Mo exuded a murderous aura, killing without blinking an eye. He no longer had any of his ethereal appearance; he was completely like a world-destroying demon.

"Mysterious Venerable... Venerable Mysterious Lord, we had no intention of offending you!!"

The abbot hurriedly explained, fearing that if he spoke too late, he would lose his life.

"Wow——!"

Five silver chains soared through the air, moving with the speed of light, sealing off the group of powerful figures and sending them crashing into the sea.

"boom!!"

Then, another burst of strange light appeared, and the remaining demon kings attacked in turn, fighting Jiang Mo. Blood rain gradually increased, and one demon king after another fell.

The overwhelming advantage brought by Wuliangjun made the battle seem somewhat dull.

"You're just relying on a sword!"

The dragon-like creature was covered in wounds, panting heavily. It roared to the sky, blood streaming down its forehead, its expression ferocious and unwilling.

"Humans, would you dare to fight to the death in hand-to-hand combat?"

"Ha, why can't I?"

Jiang Mo abandoned his sword and went to war, giving a clear answer with his actions. In an instant, he fought nearly a hundred rounds with the Mountain Ant, the Deep Sea Silver Dragon, the Evil Huan, the Zhujian, and the Longzhi.

For creatures at their level, the power unleashed by a single punch or kick is no less destructive than magical spells or supernatural abilities.

"Boom!!"

Fists flew everywhere, shaking the heavens and earth.

Jiang Mo had to praise their thick skin and tough flesh. Without the blessing of Wuliang Jun, the group of demon kings were able to withstand his heavy punches and survive, and even fight back and forth, inflicting injuries on him from time to time.

"Pfft!"

"boom!"

Blood rained down, and the weaker Zhujian had his head torn off by Jiang Mosheng, along with his spine, and died a bitter death.

Subsequently, the Demon King's disadvantage widened further. After dozens more rounds of fighting, both sides were covered in blood, like demons from hell, before the battle finally came to an end.

"thump!"

"thump!"

Several demon kings staggered, unable to fight any longer, and fell onto the sea surface, falling into a near-death state, their consciousness and vision becoming blurred.

"Da....Da..."

Jiang Mo continued walking, approaching each of the demon kings, causing slight ripples in the seawater.

He gazed at these demon kings, barely clinging to life, and showed them the respect due to a powerful being. Instead of tormenting them, he gathered his strength and unleashed a punch that blasted through a nearly ten-thousand-meter-deep trench. The fist's light was as magnificent as a galaxy, sending them on their final journey.

Like a saint opening the sea in Western mythology, this scene caught the eyes of the other five sect leaders. They all realized that the Demon Lord's cultivation was probably no weaker than that of the Radiant Venerable Mingyao back then.

What unsettled them even more was how the Demon Lord came to be.

They were familiar with the rules of the secret realm's rituals, but the only passage hadn't been opened yet. Did his emergence mean he possessed the ability to freely attack other secret realms?

The more the five sect leaders thought about it, the more nervous they became.

"It's your turn."

Finally, Jiang Mo tilted his head slightly, gazed at the soul of the nine-tailed fox, activated the ancient Dao True Fire, condensed an endless rain of arrows, and shot them toward it.

"No!"

"Pong!"

Flames exploded, burning the entire sky.

With nowhere to hide, the nine-tailed fox struggled in agony, but to no avail; its soul was scattered.

The battle has ended, and nine demon kings and five sect leaders are dead!

Chapter 426 Even if you drain my marrow, I still can't deal with you?

The sea was stained blood-red, and even the Demon King was reduced to blood mist by Jiang Mo. The remaining blood energy was extremely astonishing, and Yue Min, Yue Li, and Yao Wang, who were in the clouds, began to absorb it.

Jiang Mo had made an agreement with them beforehand, agreeing to feed them the corpses of the demon kings. However, when he started fighting, he used too much force and failed to leave behind a complete corpse.

"Boom!"

“Hiss—”

In the blink of an eye, the dense blood energy covering several miles was completely devoured by the group. They were overjoyed, their bodies brimming with new power, and their condition was better than ever before.

"Wow!"

The purple crack beneath the crimson barrier has also reached its final stage of transformation. After trembling a few times, it bursts forth with light from within, completing its formation.

Jiang Mo donned his Cloud Frost Jade Robe once more and arrived before the crack. He gently stroked his hand, and the crimson barrier melted away like ice and snow. The passage, which he had painstakingly crafted over two months, was now slowly operating, revealing a world where spiritual energy was reviving.

"Zhuge?"

"Disciple is here! Please give your instructions."

"I'll take everyone inside for a tour. We're preparing to relocate the sect to the original site. We'll build a few more pavilions and palaces. As for the outside affairs, I and a few seniors will handle them."

Jiang Mo smiled faintly and waved to his disciples, signaling them to come over.

"it is good!"

Zhuge Yu accepted the order, patted Chengzhen on the shoulder, and told everyone to follow. He then rushed into the secret realm first, with the others following behind.

A moment later, in the vast天地 (heaven and earth), only a few demon kings and five sect leaders remained, bound by silver chains.

"Buzz!"

Jiang Mo narrowed his eyes slightly, and the crack that had been floating in the void closed up, completely disappearing beneath reality.

"Mystic Lord, what should we do with them?"

Yao Wang dragged all the captured sect leaders over and asked for their instructions:

"Although these people haven't made a move yet, they are definitely plotting something. They are typical opportunists. In my opinion, it would be better to kill them all."

“Take them back and let their disciples ransom them.”

Jiang Mo couldn't bear to kill these hostages; he was still hoping that the value of these old ghosts could be exchanged for a World-Breaking Shuttle.

Next, he made arrangements for Yao Wang and Yue Min:

"As for the fiefdoms of those demon kings, I'll trouble you two to make a trip there. Go quickly and return quickly."

"Please rest assured, Venerable Master, we guarantee to loot everything that's in their lair."

"Go."

Jiang Mo was confident in their efficiency. He immediately opened the Heavenly Kingdom and imprisoned all the sect leaders inside. Then, he formed hand seals and used a secret technique to instantly return to the sect's Qingxin Hall.

"Lord Xuan, it's a misunderstanding! A misunderstanding! We have no intention of opposing you at all!!"

"My Lord, I beg you to show mercy! I sincerely repent; I shouldn't have gotten involved in this disaster!"

“Xuan Zun.…”

The newly released sect leaders were in complete disarray, begging for mercy. Reaching their level of cultivation had mostly taken two or three hundred years, and a single misstep could mean eternal damnation. None of them wanted to accept that.

"That's enough. If there's any more noise, you'll all die."

Jiang Mo found them too talkative, so he immediately put on a show of force. No matter how unpleasant their expressions were, he slowly took out paper and pen and, as if no one else was around, wrote down the items he needed on the table.

"Introduce yourself."

"Duchen Sect, Zhou Xianheng."

"Penglai Island, Bai Yiyi."

"Fangzhang Island, with peaks stretching for a hundred miles."

“Kunlun Ancient School, Ke Yue”.

"The Jade Pool's musical palace should abide by the rules."

The five sect leaders spoke with trepidation, filled with deep regret. Had they known they would suffer such an fate, they would have preferred not to have come.

"They're all old acquaintances..."

The Supreme One's memories contained information about these five major sects. After writing the 'Breaking Boundary Shuttle,' Jiang Mo's brush moved swiftly and gracefully. While laughing, he made an outrageous demand, teasingly saying:

"Since you're so wealthy, I'll be frank."

"Within three days, deliver the sect's cultivation manuals, one hundred volumes of spellbooks, thirty top-grade magic artifacts, plus twenty kinds of natural treasures unique to your secret realm, and the Boundary-Breaking Shuttle. If you can't do it, leave your head behind. If you really don't want to, I can go over there and collect them myself."

Jiang Mo didn't even raise his head; he simply relayed the instructions and wrote different atonement orders for each sect leader with lightning speed.

As soon as the words were spoken, everyone turned pale and cried out in alarm:

"My Lord, this is unacceptable! How can we, a humble family, withstand such torment from you?"

"Then wipe them all out."

Jiang ignored him and continued, "Like the Taiqing Palace, death is the end of everything. I don't necessarily want to make things difficult for you."

Then, he raised his left hand, released his true qi, and acted out the scene of destroying the Taiqing Secret Realm.

The protective mountain formation collapsed, and the true spirits of several sect leaders perished, along with the remnant soul of Taiqing Zhenjun. Even this could not stop Jiang Mo's unstoppable advance. He slaughtered so many people that heads rolled and blood flowed like rivers, leaving the five speechless and feeling as if their hearts were being torn apart.

It should be noted that their sect is roughly on the same level as Taiqing Palace. Since the Demon Lord was able to destroy Taiqing Palace, destroying their sect would be a piece of cake.

"Mysterious Venerable...please...could you reduce it a bit?"

"And also, that Boundary-Breaking Shuttle, we really don't have it. Where are we supposed to find it for you?!"

Yaochi's Ying Shoulu pleaded desperately, his words uttered in a broken, tearful voice, and he dared not look Jiang Mo in the eye.

Regardless of whether they possess such a forbidden-level magical artifact, if given to the Demon Lord, their Yaochi Secret Realm would lose its most important safeguard and be at risk of annihilation at any moment.

"..."

Jiang Mo sighed softly, a sense of disappointment welling up within him. He grabbed the inkstone beside him and smashed it against the man's face, his gentle tone replaced by a cold rebuke:

"Old Ghost, do you think I'm discussing this with you?"

"Or do you think that just because you're older than me, you can easily deceive me?"

"Do you really think I don't know that some of the weapon refiners from the Spirit Forging Sect have been taken in by you?"

"ah?!...."

Amidst the barrage of questions and surging anger, Ying Shoulu felt as if struck by lightning, his lips trembling. He hadn't expected the Demon Lord to know even this secret, a secret from countless years ago.

"You...you're joking..."

He was uneasy, neither daring to refute nor admitting it.

Seeing this, the other sect leaders had a general idea of ​​what was going on.

Next, Ke Yue from Kunlun, an elderly man nearly three hundred years old, looked ashamed, clasped his hands in a gesture of respect, and explained:

“Mysterious Venerable, whatever you desire, if we possess it, we are willing to give it to you as an apology for disturbing your entry into the mortal world.”

"But... even if you kill me, there's nothing I can do. The Spirit Forging Sect has never cooperated with us."

"Sir, are you serious?"

Jiang Mo smiled knowingly. He had plenty of ways to manipulate this old ghost and verify the truth of his words. He didn't know how, but the Venerable Ancestor did.

"Absolutely no deception," Ke Yue repeated in a low voice.

From his perspective, the Demon Lord is known to have unknown methods, and if he leaves the secret realm, there is a certain probability that he can invade other secret realms.

The so-called demand for the Boundary-Breaking Shuttle is more like a pretext. It appears to be preparing to attack the Four Sects, but in reality, it is to take away their magical artifacts, reduce the threat to the Three Ones Secret Realm, and thus maintain their absolute dominant position.

However, Ke Yue really couldn't produce this thing, and was extremely helpless.

"Alright, come here, I will teach you the 'True Word Mantra'. Make an oath to the vast heavens, so that your oath will be engraved between heaven and earth, mountains and rivers. The truth cannot be hidden, and the false cannot be made true."

"Are you prepared to risk the lives of all your disciples?"

The "True Word Incantation" that Jiang Mo mentioned was a poisonous curse that was popular more than two thousand years ago. It was usually used to form an alliance between two factions or to verify the authenticity of testimonies. If someone dared to be hypocritical, it would be considered an act of deceiving Heaven and would result in divine retribution.