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

Jiang Mo's figure also passed through the transparent vortex and arrived in the depths of the starry sky, where he found Chongyan's inner demon trapped on the edge.

"Roar!!!"

Even after a hundred years, its ferocity remained undiminished. The moment it saw Jiang Mo, it let out a beast-like roar, and its body was filled with boiling black energy.

"boom!!!"

Jiang Mo didn't even glance at it, too lazy to waste words, and raised his hand to suppress it, shattering the inner demon and revealing its true form as the Stepping into the Void Gate. It frantically tried to escape, but was spread and burned by the ancient Dao True Fire from all directions.

In a moment, just as he had plundered the Crimson Blood Demon Armor, Jiang Mo erased the Qi patterns of all previous users and re-refined the Sky-Stepping Gate, taking it into his own hands.

Chapter 452 A slight understanding of the wondrous method, and the birthday is approaching?

The heavens were silent, and a tall figure sat cross-legged in the void, stepping through the void gate and emitting a faint, otherworldly light.

Under Jiang Mo's urging, a familiar figure slowly emerged in the special world inside the door—it was none other than Chongyan's inner demon.

To prevent it from developing sentience and becoming uncontrollable, Jiang Mo locked his cultivation level at the peak of the fifth level of the Profound Fate Realm for safety.

Several days later, the refining was completed. The second stage of the Sky-Stepping Gate - Chongyan Heart Demon, with a thought, turned into a wisp of light and disappeared into the pendant on his chest.

"It's time to continue cultivating..."

In this secluded world, Jiang Mo murmured to himself. He roughly estimated that, given his mental exhaustion, the Heavenly Kingdom would accommodate his true form for about 20 years.

Twenty years is enough time to do a lot of things, at least enough to improve one's skills.

"Wow!"

On a whim, a scroll of scripture floats in mid-air, its ancient pages turning with a rustling sound.

"call......"

Jiang Mo adjusted his breathing, shut down the Triple Reversal of Life, and his hair turned jet black. Then, the Spirit-Breaking Curse that had been maintained also broke.

The body-refining techniques of Ninefold Mountain hone the most basic physical strength. Only by shutting down the reversal of life and focusing one's mind without distraction can one solidify the foundation when starting out.

"Boom!"

According to the ancient scriptures, Jiang Mo kept his mind clear and released his blood energy to create a realistic illusion, as if a sea of ​​blood covered the sky and the sound of waves was incessant. Thus began his long cultivation journey.

The starry sky is cold, the scene is eternal, there is no rising or setting of the sun and moon, and the flow of time seems to stand still here.

Thanks to the inherent abnormality of his physical body, in less than half a month, Jiang Mo comprehended the profound mystery of "Blood Reflecting the Heavens," broke through the bottleneck, and stepped into the first level of the mountain. His body underwent some changes, but they were not obvious.

Several months later, we climbed to the next level.

Half a year...

One year....

Four years passed quietly through his fingers. When the blood sea receded and merged into his body, Jiang Mo slowly opened his closed eyes.

Having reached the fifth level of cultivation, the strength of his physical body is almost on par with that of someone who has activated the Reverse Life Enhancement state.

"Wow!"

To verify the prediction, Jiang Mo instantly entered the Reverse Life state, and his five senses and strength surged again.

However, something surprising happened at this moment: the Mountain-Shaking Gu mark in his body could not be activated, and if he tried to force it, it might even shatter.

The reason is simple: its grade is insufficient to enhance Jiang Mo in this state.

Even strengthening it first and then activating the Reverse Life technique won't work, as the power possessed by the physical body will exceed the limit that the Gu Mark can withstand.

However, it doesn't matter. Jiang Mo believes it's just a matter of time. Once the Gu Hen absorbs enough of the heart's essence, it will undergo a transformation. Just because it's not happening now doesn't mean it won't have a chance in 16 years.

The journey from the fifth mountain to the sixth mountain is an enormous watershed, and Jiang Mo doesn't know how many years it will take. To ensure that the Mountain-Shaking Gu can continue to amplify, he stopped cultivating "Blood Reflecting the Heavens".

In the fifth year, he practiced the "Ten Thousand Self True Formation," dividing his true qi into two major attributes, yin and yang. Like cinnabar used to draw talismans, he imprinted layers of mysterious array patterns on his bones and flesh, starting from the roughest prototype and then continuously improving it.

Over the next three years, it had a slight effect, and Jiang Mo was able to maintain his peak condition while also possessing dozens of additional 'other selves' powers stored at different points in time.

Each one is nearly 3% of the main body's power. When the great formation is fully activated, it can be instantly stacked on the body and will be depleted before the main body's power is consumed. It is like a shell that cannot completely consume Jiang Mo's power in this state. The opponent cannot even see the true form of him.

Even so, he has only just begun to understand the basics of "Wanwo Zhenyi", and is still a long way from mastering it.

From the ninth to the sixteenth year, Jiang Mo was the main compiler of the "Great Void Dharma Seal".

This is the ultimate technique of the Stepping Void Hall. Compared to other cultivation methods, it is much simpler and does not have many strict advancement conditions. After eight years of hard work, one can finally achieve it.

What truly captivated Jiang Mo was the seventh level of the Myriad Realms realm. It was said that one could cultivate an acquired void physique, and while penetrating formations and ignoring restrictions were secondary, the most powerful aspect was the unique divine ability of that realm, 'Void Without a Trace'.

In terms of destructive power, it is not as good as the Great Void Seal, but in terms of troublesomeness, it is also unmatched by the former.

With a single palm strike, one can banish their opponent to the void or to another world. Even the location of the world opened up is random, and returning is as difficult as finding a needle in a haystack.

However, this legendary realm was too mysterious, so Jiang Mo gave up, not having enough time to waste here.

In the seventeenth year, the Mountain-Shaking Gu, nourished by essence blood, advanced and could be barely activated, but it was still unstable and needed time to adapt.

With the 20-year deadline fast approaching, Jiang Mo left seclusion early, leaving himself some mental energy.

"Wow!"

A transparent vortex opened in the secret realm of the Ancient Spring Ruins, and a staggering figure emerged. Jiang Mo was breathing rapidly, his eyes were bloodshot, and his face was eerily pale.

In the real world, it may have been less than a few seconds, but the mental pressure caused by the Heavenly Kingdom imprisoning the original body for 17 years created an endless wave of fatigue, making Jiang Mo's drowsiness stronger than ever before.

"Buzz!"

The next instant, he summoned the Boundary-Breaking Shuttle, tore apart the nearly shattered barrier of the secret realm, returned to the mortal world, and then used magic to jump to the Pacific Ocean, escape into the Three Ones Secret Realm, transform into a stream of light, and instantly teleported to his bedroom in the sect, where he closed his eyes and fell asleep.

......

11 month 6 day.

Jiang Mo, who had fallen into a dream, woke up several days later, and his spirits had recovered by nearly half.

In the morning, the sun was shining brightly. After taking a shower, he slowly pushed open the door, the creaking sound quite abrupt.

Several disciples who were sweeping fallen leaves in front of the Qingxin Hall turned their heads in surprise upon hearing the commotion and exclaimed:

"Grandmaster Uncle! You're back!"

"I'll go inform Master!"

"No need, you guys go ahead with your work."

Jiang Mo glanced at Lu Lin and Li Yan, nodded slightly, turned to face the rising sun, and walked towards the fourth floor of the Sutra Repository. At the same time, he sent over Cheng Zhen, Zhuge Yu, Chang Qing, Yu Huai, and others.

The entire Sanyi Gate, as well as the main part of the mountain, were moved in before the war without damaging a single brick or tile.

Upon receiving the message, the disciples rushed to the scene immediately. Seeing their master return safely, they finally breathed a sigh of relief and reported to him on the sect's situation over the past month.

Jiang Mo listened quietly, gestured for them to sit down, and then chatted for a long time.

He gave these disciples the right to choose their own destiny; they could choose to stay in the secret realm or cultivate in the mortal world, each with its own advantages and disadvantages.

Humanity is fraught with danger. On the surface, a demon king wreaks havoc, while in secret, other forces from hidden realms lurk, making it a place fraught with peril and extremely risky for one's life. However, it is also a good place to hone one's skills and grow rapidly.

The secret realm, on the other hand, has spiritual energy several times denser than the outside world. It is posed no threat and allows one to cultivate at will, but it is easy to become complacent, and progress is destined to be slower than that of those who have been tempered on the brink of death time and time again.

Jiang Mo respected their wishes and ideas, and did not force them to choose any particular path. Moreover, he always cherished the mortal world and planned to return in the next few days to rebuild the mountain gate, treating the secret realm as a forbidden area of ​​the sect. This place was undoubtedly more suitable for seclusion and enlightenment.

"Uncle-Master, I want to go back..."

"This place is nice, but to keep hiding here all the time is too cowardly."

Chengzhen answered without hesitation.

“Uncle-Master, I’ve been thinking about it too. Can you take me with you?” Zhuge Yu also raised his hand.

"Ah."

After some discussion, they each had their own reasons for wanting to return to the real world.

"On this trip, I have obtained the secret techniques of the six sects. I have now sealed them in this pavilion. In the future, whoever wants to see them may take them."

Jiang Mo spread out his right hand, took out nearly a hundred secret manuals from the pendant, arranged them one by one, covered them with a protective layer of condensed true qi, and suspended them on the bookshelf.

"In addition, other cultivation resources, as well as some ordinary cultivation methods and scriptures, will be managed by Changqing and Zhuge. You can arrange them in the treasure vault."

"Yes, Uncle-Master!" the two replied in unison.

Then, Jiang Mo ordered them to leave, leaving only Chengzhen behind.

"These are magical artifacts seized from the Six Sects. You are the sect leader and also my most accomplished junior. I entrust them to your care."

With a wave of his hand, Jiang Mo summoned over a hundred magical artifacts, each radiating light and possessing extraordinary divine power, to appear before Chengzhen's eyes.

Even though it is second only to the sect's most powerful artifact, it is extremely precious and is generally only used by the sect leader.

"It's up to you who they're suitable for and who you want to allocate them to; I won't interfere any further."

"Please rest assured, I will take good care of it," Chengzhen replied solemnly.

The following day, Jiang Mo built a void portal at the exit of the secret realm, leading to the mortal clan's headquarters.

He led Chengzhen, Zhuge Yu, and others back to the devastated sect to begin repairs and set up new formations.

Several days passed in the blink of an eye, and Jiang Mo restored the Taoist palaces, buildings, mountains, streams, and the surface of the land within a radius of nearly 100 kilometers. He had done everything he could to repair them.

More than a month has passed since his battle with the eight major sects.

During this period, the reputation of the Trinity School spread throughout the world, and his deeds became an unshakable myth.

During his disappearance, the Divine Descent Sect made no move, not even daring to seek revenge.

The two monsters, Flying Immortal Master and Jiang Mo, had terrified them, and the leader of the Flying Immortal Sect had mysteriously disappeared without a trace in the mortal realm. The crisis of demon kings in various places was becoming increasingly serious.

The measures taken to build the Jiang Mo stone statue to deter the demon king have repeatedly lost their effectiveness, and the counterattack has even become more severe.

On November 9th, news spread that the Sanyi Sect had reopened its gates, and visitors from all over the world gradually arrived. There were human forces as well as demon forces, all wanting to see them, but they were separated by a magic array that had been eroded by the passage of time.

.......

Nighttime, Kyoto, in the highest conference room of the Nine Departments, sat a series of familiar faces: Lü Ci of the Lü family, Gao Mei of the Tang Clan, Tian Jinzhong of the Celestial Master's Mansion, and the accompanying 65th Celestial Master Zhang Chulan, as well as several other young men and women of unknown origin.

The nine department heads responsible for presiding over the meeting had not yet arrived, and the gate was heavily guarded, with Level 4 Awakened individuals and martial artists of considerable strength patrolling the area.

"Master... what do you think they're up to by inviting us here so late at night?"

Zhang Chulan muttered to himself, not understanding what was going on.

He was not even qualified to attend this meeting, but because Tian Jinzhong was old and needed attendants to take care of him, and because he was the incumbent Celestial Master, he was exceptionally allowed to enter.

"Ugh....."

Tian Jinzhong just sighed silently and didn't say anything. He looked at Gao Mei and Lü Ci in the opposite seat and guessed what was going on.

Those present waited a few more minutes before the conference room door was hastily pushed open, and several elderly figures entered.

"I apologize for the delay; something came up along the way."

The elderly man at the head of the group was Gu Zhiya, accompanied by two other leaders, Tao Ding and Cui Chongli.

After a brief exchange of pleasantries, the meeting officially began.

"I invited you here today to ask for your help. I'm sure you're all aware of the current situation in various places, so I won't go into details."

"And you, more or less, are all people who have had a connection with the Venerable Master."

"His birthday is coming up soon, and I would like to invite everyone to celebrate with him and, while we're at it, discuss whether we can offer any assistance in addressing the current situation. We don't need to hunt down the demon kings; we just need to force them to leave the areas near the inland."

As soon as this word came out, the audience was silent.

Zhang Chulan felt a headache coming on. This was a truly arduous task. He finally understood the advisor's predicament. Wasn't this just using righteousness and personal connections to ask for help?

"Senior, we might not be able to do it..."

A young man sitting in a seat at a distance said hesitantly.

His name is Li Jianyin, and he is the successor of Wanxiangtang in this generation. The people next to him are his fellow disciples.

"Trying it doesn't guarantee success, but not trying guarantees failure."

"There's nothing we can do about it. The leader of the Flying Immortal Sect has been missing for some time now. The front lines can't hold them off anymore and are on the verge of collapse. The monsters' invasion has already reached the heart of the interior..."

With a heavy heart, Tao Ding pleaded again:

"Try it?"

"It's okay if it doesn't work out. At least we tried our best. We can't just let our last hope slip away, can we?"

Lu Ci and Gao Mei, seated in their seats, remained silent.