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

"Ahhh!!!"

Chongyan knew that the difference in their physical strength was negligible, but the opponent's martial arts skills far surpassed his. Only by transforming his speed and strength could he completely suppress this damned monkey.

So he used some forbidden power, causing his body to undergo a terrifying evolution. He let out a shrill wail, his flesh tore apart, his eyes became bloodshot, and the lightning he released grew stronger and stronger, refusing to let Jiang Mo get even half a step closer.

"Pfft!!"

"Pfft!!"

Two eerie sounds rang out in succession, and two overlapping holes burst open in the old man's chest, from which four new arms emerged.

A few seconds later, the two innermost arms suddenly tore from the inside out, completely ripping off the two layers of the body that were covering it, and an old man emerged, still aged but with a terrifying aura several times stronger.

"..." Jiang Mo remained silent, continuing his bloody battle with him.

Time seemed to stand still, yet it also seemed to flow faster. After several sunrises and sunsets, the battlefield where the two stood was riddled with craters and littered with indistinct pieces of flesh and blood.

As the sun set, an old figure stood up shakily. Chongyan's two eyes were gone, and he let out a hoarse and sinister laugh, completely disregarding his pierced abdomen and half of his body that had turned into a mushy mess. Most of his ribs were broken, and his body was covered in black blood, yet he felt an unprecedented sense of pleasure.

Not far from him, Jiang Mo lay dying, leaning against the ruins and rocks.

Both his arms were broken, a huge hole was opened in his chest, and his shattered internal organs were vaguely visible inside. There was a five-finger piercing wound in his throat, and the wound on his skull was horrific, with the brain tissue inside slowly rotting from the poison, causing immense damage to his body and soul.

Two madmen, fighting to the bitter end, both were completely exhausted.

Sensing the location of Jiang Mo's aura, the old man murmured a sorrowful sigh:

"Little guy...you're really strong...even I almost fell for your tricks..."

"However... this world is far more vast than you imagine... merely three levels is far from enough, far from enough..."

"Unfortunately, only one of us chose the right path; otherwise, things wouldn't have come to this..."

"Let me see you off."

As he spoke, Chongyan smiled slightly. Even if he was blind, it didn't matter. He confirmed Jiang Mo's location and began to form hand seals, preparing to use the Soul-Breaking Spell to smash that junior's head into mush.

At this moment, Jiang Mo, who was silent, was having difficulty breathing. His consciousness was blurred, and his vision was completely bloodshot. He could only rely on instinct to control the last bit of true qi, which gradually condensed into a vortex.

"call....."

"call....."

As Jiang Mo lay dying, memories of the past flashed through his mind. He was content, having enjoyed everything he had so far, and had no regrets about his choice to fight this battle.

"Take care..."

Chongyan activated the Soul-Breaking Curse, an invisible killing move that ignored spatial distance and went straight for Jiang Mo's brain.

"Buzz!"

"Bang!!!"

At that very moment, Jiang Mo unleashed his final killing move. The vortex of blue and white true qi, wildly intertwined and compressed, blasted through the old ghost's body like a cannonball, then exploded, and blood rained down from the sky.

Jiang Mo felt a splitting headache and couldn't help but let out a wail.

Even though the ring on his finger exploded instantly, reducing its destructive power by more than half, his soul was still injured, and he fell into a coma, his fate unknown.

The battle came to an end. The contest with Chongyan was the most brutal battle of Jiang Mo's life. He was beaten into a cripple and almost lost his life.

At the same time, this was also the most desperate and powerless battle he fought before becoming 'Chen Qing Xuan Zun'. He gave it his all, but only won by luck.

Soon after, the tribes that Jiang Mo had rescued arrived at the scene and were shocked to see rivers of blood and corpses strewn everywhere. They frantically searched for their benefactor among the dead.

Fortunately, they found Jiang Mo, who was crippled, in a short time. They quickly applied medicine and stopped the bleeding. They didn't even dare to move him back to the tribe and began to save him on the spot.

In the silent, dark world, Jiang Mo spent an unknown amount of time until he woke up again six years later. He had been crippled for six years, and even after waking up, he was still on the verge of death.

For years, the Gurlaye tribe had been taking good care of him, and it wasn't until half a year later that he was able to get out of bed and walk.

After this incident, he formed a deep bond with this tribe, gradually became accustomed to their customs, and lived there for nearly seven years. By the time he had recovered from his injuries and regained half of his peak cultivation level, he was ready to be free.

The Gurlaye tribe, due to the depletion of resources in their homeland, needs to continue migrating further north in search of a suitable settlement.

After that, Jiang Mo escorted them across the vast grasslands to find a new home to settle down. During this time, he received the secret technique "Spirit-Breaking Curse" from the old clan chief and learned what the killing move that had finally severely damaged his brain was all those years ago.

The relocation of the entire clan was completed in about six months. Jiang Mo basically swept through the surrounding area for them, confirming that there were no bandits or powerful evil spirits. He did not leave until 1938. With his cultivation fully restored, he found a way to break through to a higher level and decided to go to a secluded ice field to cultivate asceticism.

After that, everything happened in a familiar way.

.......

In the strange world within the Heavenly Gate, the moment Jiang Mo entered, his gaze swept over all his past lives.

Countless voices called out from countless times and spaces, as if countless arms were pulling at him.

"Crash!!!"

Golden flames ignited from his body, instantly burning away the faint figures. At the same time, one familiar figure after another appeared in front of him: the old scavenger who raised him, his master Miao Hui, Zuo Ruotong, Sichong, Chongyan, and several friends he knew from the Gurlaye tribe.

"Mo'er, let's stop here. Don't go out..."

Miao Hui tried to stop him, and his expression and emotional fluctuations mirrored those of his deceased friend.

"Junior brother, please... think about it, we won't hurt you."

"Brother Jiang, let's stop here."

Everyone was trying to persuade him, but Jiang Mo just smiled calmly:

"You are all a bunch of inner demons and illusions. Listen to me, put away this meaningless posture. The Void Gate is very powerful. You who were created never even realize that you are fake. You are just like puppets, being manipulated and controlled at will."

"What...what do you mean?"

Chongyan was furious. He dared not believe that he was fake, but his memory was indeed very blurry.

You'll find out soon enough.

"It's time for me to see the second stage of the Sky-Stepping Gate. After all, the Venerable One has tried it, and I want to give it a try too, right? Uncle-Master, you are still the one I look forward to the most."

Jiang Mo smiled calmly and threw a punch. In an instant, many inner demons and illusions vanished, and the entire world shattered like fragile ceramic.

"Boom!!!"

Returning to the perspective of the real world, Bei Gongli and Zhong Yue had just locked Jiang Mo inside, thinking they could rest easy and buy some time.

The upheaval began immediately, like the light of a fist at the dawn of the universe, bursting forth from within and instantly shattering the entire gate, soaring straight to the thirty-third heaven, destroying the sea of ​​clouds, and causing the land within a radius of dozens of miles to shake and collapse.

The hundreds of disciples trapped in the Sky-Stepping Gate perished silently, turning into dust without even a trace of blood mist.

"Buzz!"

"Buzz!"

Terrifying wisps of energy emerged from the void, revealing to be the figures of the previous group of inner demons.

Their eyes were pitch black, and even their intelligence had been erased. Their strength could not be measured by common sense; they were even stronger than the three demon kings and the two supreme elders.

Phase Two: The Inner Demon Appears!

The Void Gate is a sacred artifact of the sect, crafted by the founder of the Void Gate. It is closely connected to the entire secret realm and possesses boundless spiritual energy. The inner demons it creates are comparable to the combat power of a fifth-level Profound Fate cultivator.

This is its limit. If it were an ordinary sect leader, being besieged by multiple inner demons of the same level would be a near-death experience.

However, the Supreme Venerable who has temporarily broken through to the 7th level of the Profound Fate Realm, and Jiang Mo who is currently at the Five Qi Extreme Body and still the Lord of the Realm, are exceptions. The Sky-Stepping Sect simply cannot create such freaks.

"It's really lively here, Uncle-Master, shall we give it a try?"

Jiang Mo said to that familiar figure, "Only its power is different from other inner demons, and it has a sense of approaching the sixth level of the Profound Fate Realm."

“I used to be 50 years behind you in terms of life cultivation. Now, I’m not beating you, but it’s still nice to have some fun.”

"call out--!"

Not only Chongyan's inner demon, but the rest of the inner demons also rushed in instantly.

"Ah."

Jiang Mo's true qi transformed into blazing silver chains coiled around the ancient Dao true fire, sweeping across the sky and capturing the seven black streaks of light. He then flung them out, smashing through the nearby mountains and coughing up blood.

"Pfft!!!"

The chains tightened, leaving no chance for struggle. The seven inner demons were snapped in half like straws. The ancient true fire burned fiercely, turning into ashes in an instant. Strands of dark energy broke free of their restraints and disappeared into the sky.

However, Jiang Mo was caught off guard by Chongyan's inner demon, allowing it to launch its attack.

"boom!!!"

Reaching its target, the familiar figure raised its right hand, unleashing a torrent of lightning power that blazed forth, emitting crimson lightning. The entire secret realm responded to its demands, pouring forth its power incessantly.

"You understand me best, come on!"

"Let me test your quality."

Ninety-seven years later, Jiang Mo uttered a strikingly similar sentence, his smile gentle, his impression of that battle unforgettable.

Now that he has another good opportunity to collide with something, even if it's a fake, he's quite pleased.

"Bang!!!"

True Qi gathered in his fist bones, and Jiang Mo struck out in an instant, clashing head-on with Chongyan's inner demon. The next moment, the old fist, wreathed in blood lightning, shattered inch by inch.

"Boom!!"

A blurry figure fell from the sky. The aftershocks from the collision of the two domineering forces began to radiate in all directions, causing nearby palaces to shatter.

“How…How could this happen!!”

Zhong Yue stared angrily, seemingly the strongest inner demon, who was beaten without any power to fight back.

"Hmph! It's not that easy, this is just the beginning!"

Bei Gongli's eyes were cold and gloomy. Just as he was confident, seven streams of dark light descended from the sky and poured into the body of Chongyan Heart Demon, causing its aura to surge wildly and its power to be amplified in an unimaginable way. It broke through a bottleneck in one fell swoop and reached a level comparable to the sixth level of Xuanming.

It is no exaggeration to say that the Chongyan Heart Demon at this moment is more powerful than any Three-Life Soul, and has demonstrated the power of the Sky-Stepping Gate to its fullest extent.

Chapter 440 Demon Lord, Return My Sect's Treasure!

"interesting...."

Jiang Mo chuckled softly. He looked down and saw the withered figure emerge from the ruins, his strength having increased dramatically. Instead of being worried, he was filled with anticipation.

"It's a rare treat to see you, I really don't want to kill you."

As fellow inner demons, the other seven inner demons were completely devoured by Chongyan, leaving not even a trace.

There is a chasm between them. After all, this is a ruthless person who could truly kill Jiang Mo. His soul has been dissipated for nearly a hundred years. On the other hand, the defective replica made by the Stepping Void Sect is terrifyingly powerful. It possesses all the abilities of the original and is undoubtedly a miracle of embarking on a different path of cultivation.

The threat level of the ancient ancestors of the Southern Frontier, the first king of Nasen, and the three extraordinary creatures of the Dry Sea paled in comparison to that of Chongyan.

It was nearly two meters tall, with muscles like chiseled rocks. Even though its appearance was aged, the power contained beneath its skin easily overwhelmed the entire scene. Its body was surrounded by dark purple and almost black true qi, like an ominous abyss that devoured the world and corrupted everything.

In the distance, they were still slaughtering the stewards and elite demon kings of the Void Stepping Hall, multitasking.

The speed of its hands and mouth never slowed down; it swiftly hunted down the bloody prey that was everywhere, and then quickly swallowed it in one gulp.

At the same time, they all perked up their ears, their hearing covering the entire battlefield, trying to discern Jiang Mo's mutterings, and were secretly alarmed.

"Uncle?"

"What the hell is this?!"

"How exactly did the Trinity Sect raise such a monster?"

Despite being thousands of meters apart and each occupying a side of the battlefield, the dangerous atmosphere was very close.

Yao Wang, Yue Min, and Yue Li's skin all felt as if they were being cut by a knife.

Even more bizarrely, they instinctively felt an indescribable fear, their beastly blood throbbing as if they had encountered a natural enemy when facing the inhuman and ghostly Chongyan.

The inner demon, entrusted with high hopes, became the only savior of the Void Stepping Hall. Under the watchful eyes of more than a thousand disciples, Bei Gongli, and Zhong Yue, it underwent another transformation.

A pair of pale, large hands burst forth from inside the chest, tearing violently, like a butterfly emerging from its cocoon, breaking free from Chongyan, whose size had shrunk. The power surged to the brink of being out of control, and a lingering light appeared in the eyes, as if resisting the supreme will of the creator. A beast-like roar came from the throat, but it was quickly suppressed.

"call out--!!"

The inner demon soared into the sky and attacked Jiang Mo. It was the same familiar move: nine ball-shaped lightning bolts hung high behind him, containing destructive power. They burst forth with lifelike electric eel phantoms forged from lightning, ferocious and savage, almost indistinguishable from ordinary supernatural creatures.

The phantom of the nine-headed demon king charged forward with earth-shattering force, but Jiang Mo responded by raising the Boundless Jun sword and slamming it down, annihilating them into nothingness.

"Boom!!!"

Taking advantage of the gap in the release of his killing move, Chongyan's inner demon attacked in an instant. Its speed was boundless, but it was still discernible in Jiang Mo's eyes. He raised his left hand and swept it away with a palm.

In the instant of head-on collision, the inner demon used his methods again, doubling the hardness of his bones, and even causing a grayish-brown, armor-like substance to appear on his skin. Even though it was rapidly cracking, there was no doubt that he had withstood Jiang Mo's palm strike.