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

Historically, there was a Daoist named Gu Zhou, whose lineage was the Guangyin Ancient Pavilion. It had only a few dozen members and lasted for several generations, but disappeared completely into the long river of history in less than a few hundred years.

Some say that their entire sect passed away, leaving no successors.

Some say that among them were ancient physiques that gradually reached their peak, completely leaving this space-time and dispersing into all of history, but the truth remains unknown.

Soon after, more information about 'Mu Xian' was unearthed. She was 17 years old, a female orphan of war, not even a Level 1 ability user, and a first-year student who was rejected by Yu Zhuo University.

As the name suggests, students who fail to advance to the first level of superpower within six months are deemed to lack cultivation aptitude and, for the sake of their safety and future development, will be expelled from school.

Overnight, the news spread like wildfire, and the department and personnel responsible for qualification assessment at Yuzhuo University became a laughing stock.

As its direct superior, the Security Council was even more unable to accept that such a rare innate physique had slipped away from their jurisdiction. Wei Mingyuan, the then-chairman, was so angry that his blood pressure soared, and he led a group of senior executives to revise the previous qualification assessment system.

At the end of the month, the Divine Descent Sect recruited another disciple with an innate physique.

Compared to the frequent good news from the secret realm sects, the holy land established by many ancient demon kings seemed much more desolate.

They don't value talent much; instead, they value existing strength and whether one's style of doing things is ruthless enough. Only those who kill 12 demon generals can gain the favor of the ancient demon kings. No matter how bad one's aptitude or constitution is, the ancient kings have plenty of ways to cleanse their marrow and bones.

Under these circumstances, thousands of strong individuals challenged the trial, including peak level 5 superhumans and demon-slaying warriors, yet they all perished at the first stage, with over two thousand being devoured alive by the Black Ice Demon Lizards guarding the area.

It wasn't until a master swordsman risked his life to barely kill the demon general guarding the gate that the later arrivals were able to see the true face of the demon general of the second gate. It was a lava bull, whose terrifying strength was even more exaggerated than that of the demon general of the first gate.

As of December, all the human powerhouses who went to challenge the challenge had fallen at the second level, and the journey to the final twelfth level was still a long way off.

Today, Kyushu remains in a delicate balance maintained by various parties, a balance that is also fraught with a fierce struggle as each side tries to gain more advantages.

.......

Jiang Mo read through many posts and gained a preliminary understanding of the situation in China over the past two years. At the same time, he also had to find out about the situation overseas.

The AI ​​lifeform that attacked the nine databases back then was driven to the brink of despair by a massive deployment of Level 5 Awakened beings by the United States during its escape.

It and its 12-member intelligent race were about to be physically destroyed when they were abducted by a resurgent force from the local secret realm.

It was an ancient race skilled in witchcraft, resembling humans in appearance with dark skin. They possessed extremely high intelligence, had brought artificial intelligence life forms under their command, and were using them to research various deductive data related to the field of witchcraft. They had also seized control of several cities and rebuilt their networks and power infrastructure.

In late winter of 2019, twenty-five secret realms in North America revived. Unlike the situation in China, the creatures controlling these secret realms were all non-human species, including undead, wizards, goblins, orcs, demons, elves, angels, giant beasts, and so on.

Coincidentally, in Europe, Africa, South America, Australia, the Arctic and Antarctic, and Greenland, the world's largest island, mysterious creatures have revived one after another. Their power once made the flame of human civilization as fragile as a candle in the wind, ready to be extinguished at any moment.

After two years of fighting, most countries in the world have been severely infiltrated and controlled by the races of the secret realm, becoming puppets. All the original top human combat forces have been wiped out, leaving only good-for-nothings.

"......"

Seeing this, Jiang Mo stopped scrolling the mouse. Three hours had passed without him realizing it. He had basically obtained the information he wanted, so he exited the dark web and shut down his computer.

At this moment, Si Chong, who had been waiting for a long time, saw that Jiang Mo finally showed signs of stopping, so he stepped forward and presented a letter with both hands.

"Junior brother, your letter was sent by the old monster of the Flying Immortal Sect an hour ago. Seeing that you were busy, I did not dare to disturb you."

"Oh? As expected of him, he knew I was back."

Jiang Mo took the letter, smiled gently, and placed it on the table. He didn't rush to open it, but turned his head to look at Ming Ku, who had followed him, and asked, "Guardian, what do you have to report?"

Two years had passed since they last met, and the old man before him was more than ten times stronger than before, with his cultivation also reaching the Quasi-King Realm. He usually cultivated in the Three Ones Secret Realm, and his sudden arrival this time was truly unexpected for Jiang Mo, who suspected that something must have happened.

"Greetings, Venerable Master. There is a reason for my unannounced visit; I hope you will forgive me." Mingku bowed deeply.

"You and your senior brother, please sit down. There are no outsiders here, so please make yourselves at home."

Seeing that the tea on the table was empty, Jiang Mo heated up another pot and poured tea for them.

“My Lord, several months ago, I observed the stars at night and suddenly felt that a calamity was coming. I was uneasy and did not dare to be sure. I waited for many days and continued to peer into the future before I got a general direction.”

Mingku's face was solemn as he spoke, word by word:

"Your past grievances may retaliate, so please prepare in advance."

"Oh? Old sir, may I guess? Is it that rootless, wandering person?" Jiang Mo's intuition was quite sharp, and he had roughly guessed a possibility when Mingku was only halfway through speaking.

"Yes, it is the people from the Samsara Palace who want to cause you trouble, and... the Divine Descent Sect and some ancient demon kings may also get involved, so please be careful."

"Is that so? Then let's bring it on. It doesn't matter whether it's reasonable or not. We're just a bunch of beasts killing each other. If a man doesn't look out for himself, he'll be doomed."

Jiang Mo smiled calmly, showing no fear of the two factions joining forces, or those beasts. He was now a quasi-seventh-level cultivator of the Reverse Life Profound Fate Realm, and his Blood Reflection Across the Five Mountains of the Heavens. He was just worried about not finding any punching bags to practice on. The Divine Descent Sect and the Reincarnation Palace were now delivering themselves to his doorstep, which couldn't be better.

As for the saying "If a man does not act for himself, he will be punished by heaven and earth," it is his profound understanding of the will of heaven. The more one does as one pleases, the less one will be punished by the will of heaven. Only by first becoming oneself and conforming to the will of heaven can one live freely in this world.

"Hmph! My junior brother is unparalleled in the world. Whether it's the Divine Descent Sect or the Samsara Palace, he'll wipe them out one by one. No one will have an easy time!"

Si Chong said proudly, his words full of confidence. Over the years, he had finally come to understand one thing: his junior brother was not only a dominant force in the world of supernatural beings in the old era, but also a unique master in the era of spiritual energy revival and the arrival of various sects.

"But then again, why is the Samsara Palace causing us trouble? There's no record of any enmity between us and them in the sect's history."

Si Chong was completely baffled and looked at Mingku, waiting for its answer.

"Elder, I don't know the reason either, I only know that there is a predetermined outcome."

Mingku shook its head slightly and sighed helplessly. Its innate supernatural powers were not omniscient or omnipotent.

However, the next moment, Jiang Mo cleared up their confusion, his cool voice speaking softly:

"Yes, senior brother."

"The secret technique 'Hundred Lifetimes of Reincarnation' cultivated by the Samsara Palace is to separate the physical body and soul from the original body, transform them into a seed, and exile it to the mortal world, allowing it to have its own life consciousness, experience birth, aging, sickness and death, and live a natural life. Only by dying a perfect old age, not dying prematurely, can everything be erased and condensed into a mortal seal, which is added to the original body. As the number of mortal seals increases, the cultivation level will also rise accordingly."

"As far as I know, the disciples of the Samsara Palace generally have around 5 Red Dust Seals, stewards 10, true disciples 15, elders 20, the sect leader around 30, and masters over 40. Moreover, there is a huge gap every time there is a bottleneck of 10."

"However, even though they claimed to have undergone a hundred lifetimes of refinement, their ancestor could not complete that path. He stopped at the level of 81 seals of the mortal world before passing away."

Upon hearing this, Si Chong's pupils contracted slightly. For no apparent reason, he thought of someone who had long since died. A sudden flash of inspiration connected all the clues, and he boldly guessed:

"Junior brother, are you implying that the rootless, orphaned person you killed might be a seed exiled to the mortal realm by the Samsara Master? Is he Wugensheng?!"

"Yes, and the Mortal World Seal that the Samsara Master is about to condense may even be the one that breaks through the bottleneck. It was only because of my existence that all his previous efforts were in vain. Otherwise, he would not have needed to take such a big risk to come and cause trouble for me."

Jiang Mo picked up his teacup and drank it calmly. His clone and his main body were essentially wrapped up by each other. As for this grudge, even if the Samsara Master didn't cause him any trouble, he would have come knocking on his door sooner or later, so it wasn't surprising.

"Then I'll trouble you, junior brother, to escort him on his way."

Si Chong smiled slightly, his mind not much turmoil. The past grudges had been separated for nearly 80 years, and he didn't feel much hatred anymore. Besides, he didn't think that the Reincarnation Master who had been hiding in the secret realm would still be alive this time.

"Send him on his way? Not so fast. If he insists on hiding in the secret realm, it will cost me a lot to kill him."

"It's possible that during this period, the masters of the Flying Immortal Sect, the Divine Descent Sect, and the Myriad Laws Sect, as well as some extraordinary beings from overseas, might launch a surprise attack."

"I am powerless to deal with it, and instead I have implicated you all, but within ten years at the latest, as long as I break through to the seventh level of Xuanming, everything will be determined."

Even if Jiang Mo is currently in peak condition, he is not confident that he can survive another world-destroying light. Moreover, the Samsara Secret Realm is theoretically no weaker than the Void Stepping Secret Realm ruled by Mu Jue.

"Oh? Junior brother, you're on track to break through again? That's wonderful!"

Upon hearing that Jiang Mo was about to reach the 7th level of the Profound Fate Realm, Suo Chong was happy for him, but also sighed with regret. He himself had spent over eighty years cultivating his skills and had only barely broken through to the 2nd level of the Profound Fate Realm, while his junior brother had already reached the 6th level of the Profound Fate Realm.

"Since we are confident, let's take it slow and not rush things."

"Senior brother, look at what you're saying. I'm just afraid that if I want to slow down, others won't give me the chance. So I might as well play along with them."

Jiang Mo's smile was faint as he looked at the letter on the table, opened it, and sure enough, the contents that came into view were an invitation to form an alliance from the Flying Immortal Master.

The other side also had its own methods, having learned in advance that the Divine Descent Sect, the Reincarnation Palace, and several other ancient demon kings of unknown identity were joining forces to attack the Three Ones Sect and the Flying Immortal Sect. They were even trying to win over some top sects that were taking a wait-and-see attitude.

During the two-year period of deliberation, these forces had exhausted all their patience, fearing that if they dragged it out any longer, the number of Master-level experts from the Sanyi Sect and the Feixian Sect would increase, after all, more than ten secret realms had already been plundered by them.

"Junior brother, what does the letter say?" Si Chong asked curiously.

"It's just some intelligence and a request for an alliance. You can send someone to contact the Flying Immortal Sect later and have their Master come over, as well as Yaochi."

Jiang Mo handed the letter to Si Chong, indicating that he should make the arrangements.

"Okay, junior brother, I'll go right away."

He glanced at it quickly, and saw a slight frown on his brow, realizing the situation was tense, so he hurriedly made contact.

Next, Jiang Mo used the technique 'Human Qi', using the innate Qi of Lu Jin that he possessed as a guide, to directly locate Lu Jin, who was still meditating and cultivating, in the southwestern forest thousands of kilometers away, and transmitted his voice:

"Go home, it's dangerous outside."

"Martial Uncle?!"

Lu Jin, who was still with his eyes closed, suddenly woke up and decisively used his magic to teleport back to his sect across a vast distance.

"you are back."

"Ah."

Jiang Mo sized up Lu Jin in front of him. He was a bit more muscular, and the chill emanating from him was stronger than before. However, his white clothes were stained with dirt, and there was blood on his face. It seemed that he was fighting to a standstill with the great demon he was hunting.

"how?"

"This disciple is ashamed; my cultivation is a bit too weak, and I am no match for that demon."

Lu Jin frankly admitted that, in terms of the battles over the past few months, he had narrowly lost four times and drawn once. Fortunately, the difference in strength was not significant, and he was able to barely protect himself.

"We'll win it back next time."

"We will certainly live up to your expectations."

"Alright, let me tell you something."

Jiang Mo kept it brief and reiterated to him the cultivation path he had previously discussed with Chengzhen, Zhuge Yu, and others.

Lu Jin made a decisive choice: he would choose the path of tempering his body with the blood of the Demon King.

The reason is that as he refines more essence blood, he finds that the released cold aura is becoming more and more powerful. If he continues to cultivate in this way, he may be able to completely revive the Tengshe bloodline in his body. In addition, with the support of the Ice Flame Valley's cultivation techniques, he plans to specialize in this and bring his strengths to the extreme.

"Do as you please. Go take a bath and catch up with your fellow disciples. I have guests to entertain later, so I can't attend to you now."

"Okay, I'll come find you again when you're done with your work."

Lu Jin clasped his hands in a fist salute, smiled contentedly, and immediately left.

"My Lord, I shall take my leave now and return to the secret realm. Is that alright?"

Mingku knew that the occasion was not suitable for it to eavesdrop, so it slowly rose and bowed.

"Well, take care of yourself."

"Thank you for your concern, Venerable Master. I will."

After it left, a quarter of an hour later, it seemed to rush away and return, reporting, "Junior brother, I have conveyed your message."

"We just don't know when they will arrive, and what preparations we need to make?"

Si Chong hesitated for a moment. He had never seen such outrageous people before. Unlike his junior brother, those two old monsters were complete strangers to him and were the masters of a sect. It was inevitable that he would feel nervous.

"No need, they're already here. Please come with me."

Jiang Mo stood up, patted Si Chong on the shoulder, and stepped downstairs to Qingxin Palace.

As soon as I got downstairs, two exceptionally terrifying qi auras lingered outside the mountain gate.

They hid very well, without any unusual signs or unauthorized intrusion. Instead, they waited in perfect unison, and none of the people stationed at the foot of the mountain were able to detect their presence, completely unaware that two Masters had arrived.

"Wow——!"

With a wave of his hand, Jiang Mo opened a crack in the mountain-protecting formation, and two phantom figures flashed past, appearing before him as if by teleportation.

The Flying Immortal Master and the Jade Pool Master have both arrived!

The former was as ugly and old as ever, like a rotting corpse crawling out of a coffin, unkempt and walking with a shaky gait.

The latter was a dignified and majestic woman, dressed in fairy robes, with skin as smooth as jade, and a stunning appearance that could be described as unique in the world.

"Mysterious Venerable, it's been two years. How have you been?"

"Greetings, Venerable Xuanzun. My name is Xingjian."

The two masters greeted Jiang Mo.

In the briefest moment of their encounter, an inexplicable ripple stirred deep within their eyes. The Xuanzun before them gave them the feeling that he was stronger than any of their peers or teachers they had ever met.

"All is well, everything is fine."

Jiang Mo smiled in response and introduced the person beside him to them:

“This is my senior brother, Si Chong.”

"Greetings, Fellow Daoist Si Chong!" The two Masters offered a polite greeting.

"You're too kind, gentlemen. This way, please. Let's move over and have a chat."

Hearing Jiang Mo's introduction and seeing the two people's reactions, he seemed relieved and excited, and invited them to go to the Qingxin Hall ahead.

Chapter 465 Xuanzun, you're too crazy!