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

Even more powerful body cultivators, their blood and energy as vast as the sea, tread on the void, their steps causing the ground to continuously collapse and reveal countless irregular cracks along their path.

"Kakakaka!!!"

At that very moment, a piercing and terrifying sound rang out.

The previously dark and gloomy environment was replaced by a thousand miles of ice. A wisp of icy blue flame bloomed in the void, freezing the area outside the San Yi Gate into ice.

"..."

Jiang Mo was still smiling as countless chilling breaths attacked, but before they could get close to him and the sect behind him, they were silently annihilated by the refinement of the true law.

"Boom!!!!"

The dark clouds parted, scattering golden light, and an ancient chariot, pulled by a mythical beast, drove through the clouds, revealing the arrival of the Divine Descent Sect's master.

Immediately afterwards, a galaxy descended to earth, and a tall, aloof figure emerged—Yun Qingrao from the Paradise Palace had arrived.

In just a few breaths, the void was filled with a dense array of figures: the leaders and elders of the eight major sects, who followed their masters to the battlefield to confront the Demon Lord.

It was as if mythology had come to life, like the scene of the demon king Sun Wukong fighting his way up to the Lingxiao Palace in the Thirty-Third Heaven and being besieged by 100,000 heavenly soldiers and generals. It was magnificent and vast, with each Dharma image as tall as a mountain and countless magical artifacts floating in the void, emitting terrifying and fierce light.

"Boom!!!"

In an instant, a sword light thousands of feet long was suddenly unleashed, its terrifying sword energy roaring through the heavens and earth, seemingly intent on destroying everything. It locked onto the location of the Sanyi Sect and launched a powerful attack. The one who made the move was the Master of the Jietian Sect.

The two demon kings hiding in the back mountain sensed a terrible threat of death and realized that their master was coming. Without hesitation, they fled into the void portal behind them.

"Boom!!!"

Before the stone steps, Jiang Mo raised his right hand, his five fingers slightly clenched, and a vast amount of true qi gathered, transforming into a huge hand that blotted out the sky, and struck out to obliterate the rampaging sword qi storm.

"..."

With just one exchange, the difference in skill was immediately apparent. The sword light quickly dissipated, unable to harm a single blade of grass or tree in that small sect.

The Masters' expressions were icy; this was somewhat different from what they had expected.

At this moment, beams of light pierced through the void and landed on Jiang Mo, trying to find his weaknesses and injuries, but to no avail.

Some people looked wary and couldn't figure out whether the lazy and arrogant man in front of the sect was the reincarnation of Venerable Mingyao.

"You still have one last chance. Hand over the Heavenly Horse, and our sect will not interfere. Settle your grudges yourselves."

A majestic voice resounded through the void as the Divine Lord issued another warning.

He was a man of imposing stature, with hair as black as a waterfall, surrounded by wisps of intense golden light, and dressed in sacred and ancient armor.

His eyes flashed with cold light, his intuition was very sharp, and a strong sense of unease filled his heart. He knew how terrifying Jiang Mo was, and if a fierce battle were to break out, both sides would likely pay a heavy price.

"You are the fish and I am the knife and chopping board. Such a statement is surely not a joke."

Under everyone's gaze, Jiang Mo slowly stood up. His expression was calm, his hair fluttered in the wind, and his right hand pulled out a ferocious greatsword with blood and black stripes from the colorless vortex writhing beside him.

The bloodthirsty aura swept across the land like a tsunami, vast and mighty, filling every corner of the world, causing many masters to change their expressions slightly.

"You country bumpkins hiding in your secret realm, I think you're all still half asleep."

Jiang Mo let out a fierce shout that resounded through the sky, shocking many of the masters. Their hearts trembled and their faces darkened. The Demon Lord was not injured at all!

Mu Jue, how dare you deceive me?

Chapter 449 Instant Fame, I Am the Master of the Mortal World

His arrogant words reduced these masters, who stood at the pinnacle of the secret realm, to dust.

The leaders and elders of various sects all changed color. Some frowned, some sneered, and others sealed off the surrounding area to prevent the Demon Lord from escaping.

They had long heard of this man's wickedness, and now that they had seen him, they knew it was true.

Surrounded by numerous powerful enemies, and all alone, how dare he be so presumptuous? It's only a matter of time before he's beheaded.

The God-Lord had intended to give the other party a way out, but unexpectedly lost face.

As anger surged slightly, a fierce hostility appeared in his bright golden pupils.

Even at its peak, the Sanyi Sect, a mere mid-tier power, could not rival the Shenlin Sect, let alone in its current incomplete state after being resurrected.

The next moment, a detached and cold voice rang out, expressing his true feelings.

"Why waste words with this man? Since the Demon Lord is unappreciative, let's take action."

Yun Qingrao stood on the void, holding a star-shaped magic weapon, which was none other than the Wonderful Transformation Waterfall, one of the treasures of the Blissful Palace. She exuded a murderous aura and stared at Jiang Mo, determined to settle their scores regardless of whether he was a reincarnation of a Supreme Being.

"Very well! I urge you all to join me in vanquishing the Demon Lord!"

The first to respond was the old body cultivator from Ninefold Mountain. Behind him was a terrifying phenomenon: a live volcano spewing endless blood energy, with even the phantom of a Qilin appearing and disappearing within it.

"No matter how much you struggle, you will not escape death today."

"Ice Flame Master said in a hoarse voice."

He appeared to be the youngest, a boy with short, ice-blue hair, but was actually hundreds of years old. He had icy skin and white bones, a bloodless face, and wisps of ice-blue flames emanating from his body. He rode a demon king-level spirit pet, an ice deer.

Just as the group was about to make their move, a sinister and deep voice interrupted them.

"Wait a minute, I have something else to ask him."

"boom!!"

The ancient coffin, hanging high in the sky, suddenly shook open, and a withered arm gripped the edge of the stone coffin, slowly supporting the body.

Then, endless black blood erupted like a torrent, crashing wildly to the ground, as if irrigating this narrow space with a lake of blood.

The old woman who emerged from the coffin had sparse hair, a weathered face, and eyes that were a deathly gray.

She gazed at Jiang Mo and pressed, "Are you him?"

"No."

Jiang Mo answered briefly.

To date, many Masters who have come into contact with him subconsciously regard him as the reincarnation of the Supreme One.

Because his cultivation speed was too fast, so fast that it was beyond what one could achieve in a hundred years old, it was comparable to the most dazzling geniuses and founders of the great sects over thousands of years.

"Isn't that right...."

The old woman sighed with regret, then smiled with relief:

“It’s all the same. Since you’ve inherited his mantle, then you might as well take his punishment.”

"You can't do it."

Jiang Mo ignored her completely; the old woman's feeble state posed no threat to him whatsoever.

"Boom!!!"

Before he finished speaking, another strange phenomenon occurred. Another terrifying aura appeared without warning, as if responding to his will.

Suddenly, a terrifying white light tore through the void within the Sanyi Gate, revealing an aged figure—the ancient monster of the Flying Immortal Sect had arrived.

His appearance had improved somewhat, but it was still terrifying. His features were ugly like a ghost, his eyes were cold and vicissitudes, and his whole body exuded an ominous aura like an abyss.

He strode to the mountain gate, standing shoulder to shoulder with Jiang Mo, his stance self-evident. At the same time, his gaze swept over the group of masters, revealing a cruel and mysterious smile.

"So many old-timers bullying a junior, isn't that going a bit too far?"

"How about I spar with you a few times?"

"?!"

This sudden turn of events startled the Divine Lord, who was filled with dread at the appearance of his nemesis.

The unique Qi of the Flying Immortal Sect instantly enveloped the entire area, and not only him, but the other masters also frowned.

Unlike the Trinity Sect, which was hunted down and perished, the Flying Immortal Sect has always been one of the most prestigious sects, and has never experienced a so-called low point.

Their Masters are invincible monsters of the same rank. From the beginning of ancient history, in the dozen or so battles that broke out in other secret realms, they have almost never suffered a defeat.

The eight Masters present suddenly sensed something was wrong, and their expressions gradually turned grim. None of them were confident that they could withstand the monster's power.

"What, this old ghost who has one foot in the underworld, you're afraid of him but not me?"

Jiang Mo laughed loudly, venting his displeasure. His eyes narrowed, and billions of spiritual energies, with a single thought, transformed into a blazing silver barrier, sealing the heavens and the earth.

"Boom!!!"

A golden sea of ​​fire raged in an instant, burning away thousands of miles of frost.

Jiang Mo, like a dazzling meteor, crashed straight into the camp of the eight masters, startling everyone into hastily defending themselves. He then suddenly transformed into his second true form, unleashing the Mountain-Shaking Gu within him to its fullest potential.

His black hair billowed in the wind, his eyes were bloodshot, and his skin was covered with demonic markings that did not belong to human characteristics. The evil and demonic energy that erupted instantly suppressed the entire scene, and the world lost its color and dimmed.

"You lowly servant, you dare to try and kill me?"

"call out!!!"

A sharp tremor echoed from the void, and Jiang Mo, his killing intent chilling, instantly locked onto the location of the old woman from Refining Soul Mountain.

With a blur of motion, its speed was so fast that it seemed to distort the yin and yang, freeze time and space, and overcome numerous obstacles, giving the other Masters no time to react.

Facing the lifeless coffin, he gripped the Boundless Jade, its dazzling, bladeless light swirling around it, and slammed it down fiercely and domineeringly.

"Boom!!!"

A sword light shot into the sky, piercing through heaven and earth. The barrier that had been set up just moments before could not withstand the terrifying power and shattered in an instant.

"Ahhhh!!!"

The coffin exploded, and the old woman's blood-soaked figure was blasted into a bloody mist before she could even struggle.

Those masters and sect leaders with extraordinary vision all witnessed her tragic state.

Before the sword light even reached him, his entire body was twisted and deformed by the surge of energy, and then cleaved in two by the whistling sword light. It was even more horrifying than being slowly sliced ​​to death, and he was instantly reduced to countless viscous blood foam.

"Gurgle! Gurgle!"

However, this was only the beginning. The ferocious greatsword, resembling a ravenous demon, frantically plundered and devoured the blood mist.

"Boom!!!"

At the same time, the Flying Immortal Master also made his move, attacking almost the instant Jiang Mo made his move.

A white moon hung high behind him, and in an instant, a bright ray of light burst forth, unstoppable, its strike covering the entire sky. Its speed was so fast that it hit the target the moment the spell was cast, leaving no room for evasion.

"Pfft!!"

"Boom!!!"

Seven Masters were hit at the same time, but their injuries varied. Some coughed up blood and fell from the void, crashing through the ground.

However, the protective armor of the Divine Lord was shattered in one fell swoop, and half of his body was also destroyed. He roared to the sky, his anger reaching the heavens.

Even worse off than him was the master of the Ancient Spring Ruins. Under the glow of the sunset, he was instantly severely injured, with one magical artifact after another shattering. He was completely unable to withstand Ji Lingchuan's full-force attack.

In addition, the Master of the Lake of Immortality also let out a terrible roar.

He was covered in wounds, panting heavily, and on the verge of death. Finally, at this moment, he experienced the Falling Moon Glow, one of the twelve forbidden techniques of the Flying Immortal Sect.

The killing move unleashed by the old monster Feixian and the killing move performed by the Feixian Sect Master, though identical, were worlds apart. The former was hundreds or even thousands of times stronger than the latter, and in an instant, it terrified the seven masters.

"Come--"

The old man grinned maliciously, and his body underwent another transformation, enveloped in a sunset-like twilight glow. He was clearly using another forbidden technique of the Flying Immortal Sect, 'Past Body,' a unique skill that could ignore all supernatural powers and killing moves.

The same person, the same place, but at a different time. Today's sword can never strike yesterday's person. In this state, the Flying Immortal Old Monster can be described as an immortal being.

He fulfilled his promise and faced off against the three masters, Shenlin, Guquan, and Changshenghu, displaying an invincible demeanor. With a single hand, he suppressed them from afar, and a phantom of Xuanwu descended like a mountain, causing the three to cough up blood repeatedly and their bodies to sink completely into the ground.

"Boom!"

On the other side of the battlefield, Jiang Mo destroyed the Soul Refining Master's physical body and then controlled the sea of ​​fire to burn the nearby evil souls, turning them into countless ashes.

"call out!!!"

Just as the masters of Jiuchong Mountain, Jietian Gate, Jile Mansion, and Bingyan Valley were caught off guard, Jiang Mo seized the opportunity to pursue them, charging into their ranks. His figure leaped and flashed rapidly, constantly changing positions.

"Wow——!"

"Boom!!!"

A bloody crimson path traversed the camps of the four major sects, followed by a series of explosions. One after another, sect leaders and elders were blown to pieces, their souls scattered by the power of Wuliangjun.

The four masters who witnessed this scene had barely caught their breath when they were surrounded and attacked Jiang Mo, fiercely clashing with him and unleashing all sorts of supernatural powers without regard for the cost.

"Boom!!"