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

"who are you?"

His expression was grim, and his tone was chilling as he questioned the man. He couldn't accept the absurd possibility and guessed that it was another powerful enemy in disguise, but he couldn't find any flaws. His ominous premonition grew stronger.

"I'm standing right in front of you, don't you recognize me?" Jiang Mo intended to reminisce with him and wasn't in a hurry to send him on his way.

"You... are him."

Chongyan stared at Jiang Mo for a long time, and finally had to admit the fact that the aura was exactly the same, without any flaws, but the cultivation level of Jiang Mo had mysteriously disappeared, making it impossible for him to see through him.

Could it be that what was killed back then was merely a clone?

The thought had barely crossed his mind when he immediately dismissed it. How could someone so young have a clone with cultivation levels above the Supreme Grandmaster and below the Earth Immortal?!

Aside from that, Chongyan really couldn't figure out how Jiang Mo had come back to life.

The signs of his complete loss of cultivation matched the heavy price he would have to pay to be resurrected, and the other two people accompanying him were also incredibly powerful, giving him a sense of threat as if a blade were at his throat.

After a few breaths of silence, Chongyan sighed with melancholy:

"Miaohui...you've really gotten me into a lot of trouble..."

He recalled the Trinity Sect members who had repeatedly challenged him, then looked at Jiang Mo before him and questioned him again:

"Little guy, we are ultimately from the same school. Do you think it's worth it to fight each other to the death like this?"

"No matter how much you say, you're still going to die."

Jiang Mo didn't care about what the other party said.

"On the road to the continuation and revival of our sect, there are still many more enemies. You... should stand with me to fight against them, instead of opposing me, defying me, and drawing your swords against me."

Chongyan coldly refuted them, knowing he had no other choice but to avoid a fight with the people in front of him.

The risk of falling is extremely high. Even if he is lucky enough to survive, his cultivation accumulated over twenty years will be wiped out in one fell swoop. He cannot accept such a predicament. He doesn't have much time left.

“I know what you’ve said, but that’s not a reason for me to tolerate you. Please, Uncle Master, face your death in peace.”

"..."

The situation had once again reached a point of no return, just like twenty years ago. Chongyan's anger slowly subsided, and he smiled with relief:

"Alright, then please prove to me that you have the ability to kill me!"

"If you can get past me, I'd be happy to hand over the future to you."

"Pfft!!!"

After saying that, his body underwent a strange change. Dense blood demonic energy surged out from the crack in his chest, instantly attaching itself to various parts of his body and transforming into a ferocious demonic armor, entering its most peak state.

"Zhuge, take your master away!" Chengzhen shouted, and in a flash, he clashed with Chongyan.

"clang!"

"clang!"

"clang!"

The weapons of the two sides clashed fiercely. Chongyan's weapon was a long, slender Mo Dao, one of the most powerful killing weapons in the ancient era of cold weapons. With one strike, it could shatter both men and horses.

"Wow!"

Sparks flew as Chengzhen's gun clashed with the Mo Dao. Both sides exerted no force, resulting in a pure clash of power and speed.

"boom!!"

Chongyan's figure was knocked back dozens of meters like a cannonball, and his right hand began to tremble slightly.

His eyes were filled with shock. He had never expected that the younger generation's physique would be so special, as if it had been tempered by the blood of some unknown ferocious beast, which was why it had transformed into the freak it is today.

"amazing."

He let out a long roar, his power surging forth like a shooting arrow. Holding a long-handled broadsword, he rose into the air and slashed down heavily, aiming straight for Chengzhen's face.

"Boom!!"

However, no further clashes occurred.

Chengzhen dodged to the side, his right hand's musket transforming into wisps of true qi, swirling between his five fingers. He slammed his palm into Chongyan's demonic armor, unleashing twelve parts of his power.

"Crack!"

"boom--!"

The thick armor was cracked by the bare hands; the violent, inch-force pierced through the body, piercing Chongyan's heart and lungs, ignoring all resistance.

He crashed through the ruins of the ancient village like a meteorite, coughing up blood and his face changed drastically. He immediately judged that this junior was even more terrifying than Jiang Mo back then!

Chapter 459 Years of Cultivation, Divine Appearance Vanishes Without a Trace

"call out--!"

"Boom!"

Before Chongyan could catch his breath, Chengzhen charged forward again. With a simple spell, he unleashed dazzling purple lightning bolts from his hands, piercing through the void. Accompanying these lightning bolts were invisible wind blades, and countless slashes filled the entire ruins.

"Pfft!"

"Pfft!"

Chongyan was slashed hundreds of times in an instant. The roaring lightning shattered his demonic armor. Without his defense, he was like a fish on a chopping board, almost dismembered on the spot. His whole body became bloody and he was panting heavily.

Is that all?

Chongyan revealed a chilling smile, allowing the magical killing moves to bombard his body.

The speed at which the wound healed was astonishing. At first, it was somewhat difficult, but as the power of the salamander bloodline within him was fully activated, he was now as gentle as a spring breeze. His fierce and frenzied slashes were unstoppable in their regeneration.

"..."

Seeing this, Chengzhen stopped his attack. In the past ten breaths, he had slashed the monster a total of 37,200 times.

Instead of turning into blood and gore, the opponent became even more vigorous, and the energy he emitted was even stronger than when they fought before.

This made his expression turn serious.

"It's my turn!"

"boom!"

Chongyan's right arm swelled violently, becoming deformed and bizarre, and was forcibly transformed into a bone beast hand resembling an axe. He charged forward, reaching out with his hand at an incredibly terrifying speed, as if he had traveled through time, and directly attacked him.

"!"

In that instant, Chengzhen's pupils narrowed slightly as he sensed the threat of death. Without a moment's hesitation, he retreated rapidly, creating a safe distance.

"Oh!"

Before that, an explosion was heard, as if a transparent and huge bubble had burst open, and countless jet-black demonic blood appeared out of thin air, gathering power from a certain point and erupting from the inside out, covering the entire area.

"call out!"

"call out!"

After his attack missed, Chongyan pursued Chengzhen closely. The blood droplet hovering beside him slowly wriggled. Upon closer inspection, it was clearly an insect egg, inside which was a larva of some kind of creature curled up into a ball.

Chengzhen concentrated his mind and remained vigilant. Even with his triple Qi transformation body, he dared not rashly come into contact with the demonic blood that made him uneasy. He directly activated his killing move, the Innate Qi Fire, and brought his right middle and index fingers together to form a sword shape, pointing it at the void in front of him.

"Pong!"

"Boom!!!"

The shimmering white flames raged and surged like a torrent, engulfing countless incoming demonic bloods and instantly burning them to a rapid melting and evaporation.

"Squeak!!"

The membrane of the insect egg withers at a speed visible to the naked eye, and the creature inside emits sharp, mournful cries as it crumbles into wisps of ashes.

"You've entered the third level?"

Chongyan's voice carried a slight hint of disbelief. As the battle reached its climax, the techniques used by the junior were all ones he had never seen before within the sect.

Even at its peak, a typical second-stage reverse rebirth technique cannot achieve this level of skill.

The only plausible explanation is that the person has reached the Triple Reversal of Life Realm, and may have touched upon a profound realm that no disciple of the past has been able to reach, mastering all sorts of incredible methods, and mobilizing the Qi of heaven and earth for his own use.

"What do you think?"

Chengzhen's eyes were indifferent, his frosty hair fluttered in the wind, and wisps of white flame gathered in his palm. With a thought, he controlled the fire to attack Chongyan.

However, the innate Qi, which could burn anything and was invincible, was intercepted. Chongyan offered up an ancient pottery jar, which hung upside down in mid-air, like the entrance to an abyss, swallowing the vast flames as if there were no limit.

"triple...."

"You actually went in, huh? So what?"

The cold wind howled, stirring up Chongyan's memories. How long ago it was that he, his junior brother, and his master had so longed for the Triple Enlightenment, studying it their whole lives, only to find it was all in vain.

Most importantly, he learned the secrets of the origins of the Triple Realm and the sect.

Even if he entered the third level, he still couldn't escape the fate of destruction. That was the beginning of his change of mindset. In order to go further, he had to plan ahead and walk a path that no one had ever set foot on before. Only then could there be infinite possibilities. If he rebuilt the old path, it would only lead to the same result.

"Triple or whatever, I'll just kill you and see who's superior on the path we've chosen!"

A fierce glint appeared in Chongyan's eyes as he looked up at the sky and laughed.

His body swayed precariously, as if a sign of some kind of transformation was about to occur. The demonic blood within his body burned like fuel, and his true qi leaked out uncontrollably, forming a dark cloud that instantly obscured the entire ancient village.

"Boom!"

Chengzhen took a deep breath. As he gradually fell into a disadvantageous position, he no longer hesitated and decisively chose another option.

His body underwent an instantaneous transformation, quickly entering a special demonic state. His eyes reflected the crimson moon, his skin was like cast iron, and his appearance became fierce and wicked.

A ferocious mark appeared between his brows, and surging demonic energy flowed, undoubtedly the source of his power. Similar to the transformation of a demon king, his blood energy and power soared in a straight line, and in its place, his original Qi-transformed body disappeared.

Chengzhen unleashed the extraordinary bloodline power of the Qingxuan Ancient Dragon, Zhuzhao, and a stream of grayish-blue light shot out violently. Its terrifying power dimmed the sun and moon and caused mountains to collapse and the earth to crack.

"!!!" Chongyan sensed the danger and was terrified. He tried to avoid it, but he was too late to deal with the extreme speed and could only hastily manipulate his magic weapon to defend himself.

With a loud "Boom!!", the ancient pottery jar was struck. After a few breaths of stalemate, it was covered with shocking cracks, shattering into countless fragments. A pool of foul-smelling, dark green corpse fluid and pale bones flowed out, evaporating into dust under the sweeping light.

"Boom!"

Chongyan's figure was brutally swept by the beam of light, and most of his body was blasted away, revealing his mangled internal organs and flesh. The charred marks on them were particularly conspicuous. This time, regeneration seemed to have failed.

"Uh...uh..."

"thump!"

Chongyan knelt on one knee, his face ashen and his breathing heavy. He hadn't even reached his peak state before being forcibly interrupted, and the backlash was severe. The blood in his body, which contained various powers, began to degenerate significantly.

"Three...Three..."

"Can they really do that?"

"Or is it that you were born with a special bloodline...?"

Chongyan wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, slowly straightened his back, and with each breath, the wound healed faster, repairing his broken body.

His deep, weathered eyes gazed at Chengzhen, yearning for the truth.

"can do it."

Those three simple words, like the morning bell and evening drum, echoed in the old man's ears, and he smiled, praising them:

"That's right, you've pushed me to this point."

"But killing me is still a long way off."

After saying this, Chongyan stood up, his Qi still at its peak, showing no signs of decline.

"..."

Chengzhen lowered his eyes slightly, looking thoughtfully at the underground ruins.

With the blessing of the true law, he clearly saw that this earthly evil yin vein within a radius of a hundred miles was being controlled by Chongyan for some unknown reason, and was sharing life and death with him.

If things continue like this, unless the entire ley line is completely depleted, killing him at that abnormal regeneration rate will be quite troublesome.

"boom!"

Just as he was pondering a countermeasure, Chongyan launched a counterattack, his offensive as swift and fierce as a storm.

Twelve ball-shaped lightning bolts, hanging high behind him, burst forth with dense lightning, each one incredibly thick, a zhang wide and a hundred meters long, striking towards Chengzhen.

"Kakakaka!!"