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

After the Flying Immortal Sect Leader left, the atmosphere among the guests became somewhat cold. No one had expected that the first negotiation would end in such a defeat.

The remaining options had even slimmer chances and gave them a bigger headache: who should they send to negotiate with the Trinity?

"..."

The group looked at each other, feeling extremely uneasy and under immense psychological pressure. They stared at each other, none of them daring to take responsibility.

Their timid and hesitant demeanor was clearly observed by Xu Qiuyu, which greatly disappointed the old man, who couldn't help but sigh:

"Since you all prefer silence and pretending to be deaf and dumb, then I will take full responsibility for this matter. I will set off later to visit the Trinity Gate in the south. Anyone who wants to come along can accompany me and supervise."

"No objections, right?"

"without...."

"Then I'll trouble you, Mr. Xu, to make the trip."

The representatives in their seats had different expressions; some were worried, some remained silent, and others seemed relieved.

......

Night falls, and the bright moon hangs high in the sky.

The silvery-gray moonlight shone through the thin clouds onto Trinity Gate, and the nearby mountains and plains were fragmented and indistinguishable from ruins.

Only the buildings standing tall on the mountain remain, quietly nestled in this tranquil world.

On the fourth floor of the Sutra Repository, brightly lit, Jiang Mo sat on the floor. The demon kings who had just returned from their overseas voyage accompanied him, tidying up the densely packed iron fragments that were arranged in mid-air.

“Xuan Zun, I’m sorry… We searched the entire sea area there, but we only found these 8240 pieces, along with some chipped fragments. We really have no clues.”

Yao Wang looked embarrassed and said with some helplessness.

"It doesn't matter, we'll find as many as we can."

"The light of destruction is no joke. It's perfectly normal that part of the sword was directly pulverized and dissipated into the world."

Jiang Mo took it all in stride, his fingertips deftly piecing together tiny fragments one by one.

The battles between sects are often this cruel. Wuliangjun and Yunshuang Jade Robe were destroyed, but it was still within his tolerance.

The destruction of just two magical artifacts, in exchange for the destruction of the Stepping Void Palace and the fall of Mu Jue, was worth it beyond measure.

Based on Jiang Mo's understanding of the Venerable One, if the Venerable One were alive, he might burst into laughter and praise him for doing a great job.

"Hey, Venerable Xuan, your sword is quite interesting. Even a single fragment is incredibly heavy. If it weren't for your true qi supporting it, I think this building would have collapsed immediately."

Yao Wang stared at the fragment in his palm, examining it closely with great curiosity, and also wanted to make himself a similar set of armor.

"What material is this made of? Can it be repaired? It's such a waste that it's broken."

"It? I didn't forge it. It was crafted by a senior member of the sect. It's called Wuliangjun and weighs as much as a thousand-foot mountain."

"As for the material used to forge it, Star Ore, as the name suggests, one piece of ore weighs as much as a star. Although that's an exaggeration, it is indeed the heaviest substance in the world and is very rare. As for repairs, we'll see."

As Jiang Mo spoke, he set his sights on sects that had not yet been dealt with, such as the Blissful Palace, Ninefold Mountain, Soul Refining Mountain, and Heaven-Severing Gate.

It would be wonderful if there were a chance to find star ore in their treasured vault.

Several demon kings helped piece together the fragments, and soon, a broken greatsword began to take shape again, but the blade was covered with pits and cracks, like an old antique corroded by time and rusted.

Jiang Mo activated the Tianheng Gu, applying extreme gravity between the fragments to bind them tightly together.

However, this situation is only temporary. Once he swings his sword again, the force field will collapse instantly, unable to withstand his power.

During this time, Jiang Mo also considered that there was no need to reforge the sword. He could use his true qi to attach to each fragment of the blade and control it, which might be more flexible and versatile, allowing for both offense and defense. However, he quickly realized that this fighting style was ultimately not suitable for him.

His preferred style is to use brute force to overcome all techniques with an absolute speed advantage.

With a single, satisfying strike, no matter what kind of demons or monsters you are, if your cultivation isn't strong enough, you'll be reduced to ashes.

"Mysterious Venerable... May I hold it?"

Yue Min gazed at the heavy sword floating in mid-air, his heart filled with longing, his eyes burning with desire. He really wanted to see what kind of powerful magical artifacts humans possessed.

Jiang Mo allowed it to try, but casually reminded it, "Just be careful, it's heavy."

"Thanks....."

Yue Min looked cautious, regulated his breathing, and reached out to lower his hand.

The moment I gripped the sword hilt, an unprecedented and mysterious feeling surged within me, as if for a moment I were the supreme demon king reigning over the four seas and eight wastelands.

Then, Yue Min gathered strength in his arms, and his veins gradually emerged like wriggling earthworms.

Its face was filled with horror, and it could not believe that it could only lift the heavy sword slightly with seventy percent of its strength, and it was not even realistic to grasp it with one hand.

80%...

Ninety percent...

100%...

Under the watchful eyes of Yao Wang and Yue Li, Yue Min clenched his fists and used all his strength to barely lift Wuliang Jun. His steps were even somewhat clumsy and strained, and he was unable to wield it properly.

"Master Xuan, your sword is truly extraordinary..."

After holding it for more than ten seconds, Yue Min was panting heavily, and he admired Jiang Mo immensely, praising him endlessly.

"That's outrageous! I'll give it a try."

Yao Wang and Yue Li were both curious and tried it out. They were shocked when they touched it, as the description of it being as large as a thousand-foot mountain was no joke.

They finally understood what had happened to the Nine-Tailed Fox, the Crimson Goose, and the Mountain-Carrying Ants a few days ago. Being hit by this thing, coupled with Jiang Mo's monstrous strength, it would be a miracle if their flesh and blood bodies could withstand it.

After the three kings put the heavy sword back in its place, Jiang Mo stared at Wuliang Jun, lost in thought. Suddenly, a flash of inspiration struck him, and he thought of a way to make amends.

The Crimson Blood Demon Armor is adept at transformation. If it is used to tightly adhere to the sword, even penetrating the cracks in the blade, and then imprisoned, could it be reused?

Chapter 445 I have no interest in becoming a savior

Given the hardness of the Crimson Blood Demon Armor, it shouldn't be difficult for it to both contain the sword fragments and withstand his force.

The moment the thought arose, Jiang Mo immediately took action. A streak of crimson light flew out from his pendant, and the tattered armor transformed into a pool of viscous blood at a visible speed, falling onto the surface of Wuliangjun like a swarm of wriggling microorganisms, seeping into various holes and crevices.

"This... if I'm not mistaken, it belongs to that old ghost from the secret realm? Mystic Venerable, you actually snatched it away!"

Yao Wang said in surprise.

It immediately recognized the extraordinary nature of the armor. Despite being in the explosion of the secret realm, it had not been destroyed. This demonstrated that its defensive power was among the best throughout history.

"Yes, strictly speaking, this is the treasure of another sect, Bixuan Temple—the Crimson Blood Demon Armor, which was obtained when Mu Jue destroyed the sect."

"It's one of the most unusual magical artifacts I've ever seen. It lacks its own consciousness, yet it possesses the fluctuations of life, similar to those puppets that surrounded and attacked me in the secret realm..."

Jiang Mo's gaze was reserved. He couldn't find any more detailed information in the Supreme Venerable's memories, but there were some rumors circulating in the world that he couldn't verify. They said that the Crimson Blood Demon Armor was a treasure brought back from beyond the heavens by the Azure Profound Dao Lord. It was formed innately and did not need to be refined, but it had extremely strict requirements for the wearer. If one's cultivation was slightly weaker, the demon armor would drain one's life force.

"Xuan Zun, do you want to fuse the two together?" The experienced Yue Min vaguely guessed his intention.

"Yes, let's give it a try."

During the conversation, the crimson and mysterious blood, manipulated by Jiang Mo's will, perfectly merged with the cracks in Wuliangjun, forming a demonic sword flowing with magma.

Compared to its previous majestic and all-encompassing aura, it has become more brutal and bloodthirsty, its murderous intent as vast as an endless ocean.

Jiang Mo lowered his right hand, gently grasping the Boundless Jade. In that instant of contact, he methodically channeled his power, increasing it from one-tenth to six-tenths without any sign of collapse. After achieving his expected result, he murmured to himself:

"It has barely recovered half of its former power. If it can be fully repaired, its potential should be even greater."

"Oh? Then congratulations in advance to the Venerable Master!"

Several demon kings couldn't help but show envy. They also possessed their own magical artifacts, but they rarely used them, and their enhancement of combat power was not significant. Their level was far inferior to that of such a sect's most important artifact.

"It's early."

Jiang Mo smiled faintly, in a good mood, and thought of the Sky Gate that was locked in Heaven.

Once his injuries stabilized, he refined the demon and brought it under his control.

Thinking of this, he couldn't help but feel a little regretful. As the ruler of the Treading Void Palace, Old Ghost Mu Jue had been parasitizing the entire sect for over a thousand years, and the amount of rare and precious materials he had accumulated must be unimaginable.

In the end, first his ultimate move, Eternal Day, and then the Light of Annihilation, the magic artifacts containing cultivation resources will most likely be reduced to ashes. If they are actually managed to snatch them, it will be another great harvest.

Having learned his lesson this time, he was wary of the remaining six major sects. If another cataclysmic light were to erupt, given his current state and the lack of magical artifacts to protect him, he would surely perish if he tried to withstand it with his bare body.

"Xuan Zun, are your injuries serious? Perhaps we should slow down the purge of the four sects."

Yue Min seemed to be deep in thought, and from the safest perspective, suggested:

"At least wait until your magical artifact is repaired?"

“Now all the major sects are eyeing us covetously. If we insist on attacking forces like Ninefold Mountain and Bliss Palace at this time, on the one hand, we can’t be sure how strong their Realm Masters are. On the other hand, even if we succeed in destroying them, it will only make our situation worse.”

"Some treacherous individuals will surely launch an attack when we are at our weakest..."

After it finished speaking, Yao Wang cautiously added, "Also, during today's patrol, we received even worse news."

"Before Mu Jue arrived at the sect, he spread the news that you, Xuan Zun, were seriously injured. Along with Yue Min and Yue Li's ability to tear apart the secret realm barrier, the next few days will not be peaceful."

Yue Min and Yue Li's expressions underwent subtle changes. Their racial identities were very sensitive, and if they were targeted and hunted down by various sects, even survival would be a luxury.

At this stage, Xuanzun is seriously injured and may not be able to protect them.

Upon hearing the reports from the two demon kings, Jiang Mo responded without a moment's hesitation:

"The attack on other sects should indeed be put on hold. In my current state, unless I take another step forward, I will not be able to stop the light of destruction."

"As for those with ulterior motives who want to seize an opportunity to suppress us, why should we fear them?"

“Seniors, although I am injured, I have recovered about 60 or 70%. This is still the human world, not the stronghold of those realm masters. Without the suppression of the light of destruction, no one can forcibly abduct you from here.”

Jiang Mo spoke with conviction, and his domineering and arrogant manner instantly resonated with the demon kings.

The Yue brothers, Yue Min and Yue Li, were overwhelmed with emotion and bowed deeply in gratitude once more, their voices trembling slightly.

"Thank you for your protection, Venerable Master!"

"Thank you for your protection, Venerable Master!"

"Now is not the time to talk about these things. The most urgent task is to deal with the ownership of the Creation Realm."

"I locked it in its original location for a certain period of time. And since the Void Stepping Secret Realm has been destroyed, there's no guarantee that the Blissful Secret Realm and the Ninefold Secret Realm might also suffer a similar fate."

"To avoid any accidents, we should refine it as soon as possible. It will take several years, and given Senior Yue Min's injuries, it will only be more troublesome. In my opinion, it is more suitable for Senior Yue Li to go in."

Jiang Mo had basically used up all his boundary-fixing nails. Moreover, he still had to deal with the remaining six major sects and had no time to stabilize the secret realm's position for the two brothers. He could only suggest that they go and refine the nails first to become the masters of the realm.

"Alright, I'll go then. Brother, you stay outside and recover from your injuries. When I return victorious, it will surely be the time for our clan to be revived!"

Yue Li agreed without hesitation, and Yue Min, understanding the urgency of the situation, nodded silently as well.

Do you have the method for refining it?

Jiang Mo was slightly uneasy. Refining the secret realm was extremely dangerous. If one was not careful, one could be assimilated by the secret realm. So he asked casually.

"Yes, please rest assured, Venerable One!"

Yue Li said respectfully that their ancestors were once the Lords of the Realm, and naturally they had passed down related secret techniques.

"Are you ready?" Jiang Mo asked again.

Even if it means facing nine deaths and one life, Yue Li will have no regrets.

The old man said calmly that he knew this was his only chance in his life, and if he didn't seize it, his brother's plan for revenge would be hopeless for the rest of his life.

"Ugh....."

Yue Min let out a sigh of regret. It blamed itself, feeling guilty and helpless that it should have been the one to bear this risk, but now it had been grafted onto its weaker twin brother.

"Speaking of which, which sect actually seized your secret realm back then?"

Jiang Mo suddenly had a thought and asked: Could a force that has the means to seize the secret realm be an enemy that he should be wary of in advance?

"The Divine Descent Sect, a top-tier sect on par with the Flying Immortal Sect..."

Yue Min revealed the identity of his enemy, his expression wistful; this was an absolute behemoth that he could not shake.

Even if Yue Li successfully refines the Creation Realm, he will only have the ability to protect himself. To break through the realm and crush the Divine Descent Sect, he will need to accumulate countless years of experience.

"The Divine Descent Sect...?"

“So it’s them.”

A fleeting hint of apprehension flashed in Jiang Mo's eyes. The origins of almost all secluded sects can be traced back to some extent, but the origins of the Divine Descent Sect are completely blank.

As far as he knew, in the ancient times when dozens of secret realms coexisted, the Divine Descent Sect, along with the secret realms they inhabited, suddenly descended upon the earth on a certain day of a certain month of a certain year.