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

Inside the hall, after everyone was seated, the Jade Pool Master's cold brows relaxed slightly. She looked at Jiang Mo, her voice as melodious as a clear spring:

"I wonder what brings you here, my friend?"

"Shouldn't I have told you about the people in your sect? Yaochi is now an ally of our sect. I'm going to be in trouble soon, so I'm giving you a heads-up."

Jiang Mo didn't beat around the bush and spoke his mind directly.

"Oh?"

"Does the Venerable Master mean that he needs my help?" Xing Jian's smile was faint, but he looked very interested.

"I don't need your help right now."

Jiang Mo met the woman's breathtakingly beautiful, autumn-water-like eyes and said calmly:

"I'm just making this clear to you that something like this is happening, and as allies, you might be affected and purged, so my advice is to hide if you can."

The Flying Immortal Master, seated on the left, listened to the conversation between the two, but neither became angry nor tried to stop them, nor did he show any emotional fluctuation.

For him, the only ally worthy of his attention and patronage was Jiang Mo. As for the Jade Pool Master, his existence or non-existence was irrelevant.

This is the attitude of a hegemon who stands at the peak of the Dao Lord realm towards a Dao Lord who is still on the rise. Whether she is there or not will not affect the overall situation.

However, Xingjian suddenly smiled:

"Mysterious Venerable, since we are allies, why not let me share your hardships?"

“If you can’t resolve this trouble, Yaochi will inevitably be purged; it’s only a matter of time. Rather than begging for your life, I’d like to wade into these muddy waters and lend Xuanzun a hand. Perhaps then we can overcome all obstacles and achieve a triumphant return.”

"Are you serious?" Jiang Mo's eyes narrowed slightly, giving her another chance to consider whether to confirm.

Xing Jian's eyes were as firm as a mountain, and his words were resounding: "A ruler's word is law."

“Okay, then it’s up to you.” Jiang Mo accepted her inclusion.

"What I'm curious about is, in the whole world, who dares to cause trouble for the Venerable Xuanzun?"

Xingjian's tone carried a hint of surprise.

After she was revived from the blood coffin, she learned about Jiang Mo's many heroic deeds from Ying Shoulu, the current sect leader.

He killed the Demon King and the Master with ease, and single-handedly conquered more than ten secret realms.

In her speculation, even if the founders of each sect were resurrected, the strongest of all time, they might not be able to achieve these miracles. Therefore, the only targets she suspected were the most elite sects.

The Myriad Laws Sect, the Palace of Reincarnation, the Divine Descent Sect, the Heavenly Dao Sect, the Underworld of the Yellow Springs, and the Flying Immortal Sect.

Which company is it?

Still have them all?

Jiang Mo simply smiled without answering Xing Jian's confusion. He looked at the decaying old man and said:

"I don't know the specifics either, let this old gentleman tell you."

"Senior, could you please enlighten this humble woman?"

The Jade Pool Master was very respectful and dared not be arrogant in the slightest.

Although she happened to encounter this old man who looked like a rotting corpse outside the mountain gate, she knew nothing about his identity.

Even when interacting with him, I felt an inexplicable and intense sense of threat, like... an infant in swaddling clothes encountering a hungry and bloodthirsty beast.

"At present, we can confirm the presence of the Divine Descent Sect and the Samsara Palace. Several other forces are still wavering. In addition, several old beasts of the demon race are also stirring up trouble, and have been dragged onto the warship by the old ghost of the Divine Descent Sect."

The Flying Immortal Master slowly reveals the answer.

"May I ask, senior, what is your source of information?" Xing Jian did not believe his one-sided account and needed strong evidence.

"There is no secret in this world that my Tianyan Hall does not know, as long as the price paid is high enough."

The old man uttered these words casually, yet the Jade Pool Master learned his identity from them, reacting with great emotion. Her pupils contracted, and she cried out in alarm:

"You're from the Flying Immortal Sect?"

In response to Xing Jian's inquiry, the old man nodded slightly and said in a hoarse voice, "Yes."

The so-called Tianyan Hall is a core component of the Feixian Sect.

Long ago, there was a sect called Tianyan Sect, which was skilled at deducing the changes of all things and stealing the will of heaven. It stood tall on the vast earth. Its founder and the founder of Feixian Sect were twin brothers. Both sects were top forces that were prominent for several eras.

Later, Tianyan suffered a misfortune and rapidly declined, facing attacks from multiple factions. It had no choice but to seek the protection of the Flying Immortal Sect, which led to several brutal bloody battles.

Their opponents were the Chengtian Dao Sect and the Yellow Springs Underworld, which were known as the Heavenly Court and the Underworld in ancient times. Even so, the Flying Immortal Sect withstood the pressure from the two major sects and protected the last ally's lineage.

Since three thousand years ago, the two lineages have merged into one. The Tianyan Sect was renamed the Tianyan Hall, and the Feixian Sect has become fully formed. In the following hundreds of years, it has shown a tendency to become the number one sect in the human world. Looking across the four seas and eight wastelands, no one dares to challenge its edge.

"Now that I know your identity, I have nothing to question."

After saying this, Xingjian bowed respectfully to him, apologizing for his earlier rudeness.

At the same time, she felt much more at ease. The situation was more stable than she had expected. It was hard to say who was looking for trouble between the Flying Immortal Sect's Master and the Mystic Venerable.

"However, I am limited in my ability to find out exactly who the Ancient Demon King is and which fiefdom he belongs to. I need to make preparations."

The old man's words alerted the Jade Pool Master. She raised an eyebrow and pondered:

"They...have gotten involved too? This is indeed a bit tricky. As long as they're not the most powerful ones, it should be alright."

However, Jiang Mo didn't even want to look at these livestock.

He only cared about the two behemoths, the Samsara Palace and the Divine Descent Sect, and then asked:

"Old sir, in your opinion, how many Masters will the Divine Descent Sect send this time?"

"Hmm... hard to say."

The rotting corpse shook its head, the decaying flesh on its face writhing as it spoke:

"Their origins have always been well concealed. The secret realm over Mount Tai is just one of their strongholds. But I know that the ancestral secret realm of the Pegasus Clan, the demon king under Xuanzun, was also plundered by the Shenlin Sect in ancient times."

"In the centuries that followed, they probably seized even more secret realms, and with the Master who resided in their headquarters, I estimate there were at least three."

"How many can you handle?" Jiang Mo asked calmly, glancing sideways.

"If it's the strongest one from the Divine Descent Sect, plus any other one, I can handle it even at my limit, but I can't take care of the rest."

The old man smiled helplessly, a chilling glint in his dark eyes. When he said he could handle it, he didn't mean to stall him, but to severely injure or even kill him.

"That's enough."

Jiang Mo weighed the situation; he might need to deal with three ancient demon kings, plus more than three masters, but it shouldn't be a big problem.

"Master Xuan, are you confident about the rest?"

The old man asked with some curiosity, "The difference between a master of a top sect and an ordinary master is like heaven and earth. I'm worried that besides the Samsara Palace, other forces might want to get involved. If that happens, Jiang Mo will be mired in trouble, which will be detrimental to their situation."

After hesitating for a moment, he suggested, "Perhaps we could also try to win over other allies."

Then, Jiang Mo rejected it.

"As long as I am in the mortal realm, no matter how many Masters there are, they are all the same to me. Whether it is the Samsara Palace or the Divine Descent Sect, I am waiting for them."

"Other sects can take action if they want, but as for trying to win over allies, forget it. They're just a bunch of rabble, and I can't force them to seek help from others."

"it is good...."

Seeing that Jiang Mo was confident, the old man was no longer worried.

When to make a move?

At this moment, Xing Jian, who had been silent all along, felt a slight stirring in her heart and asked for an exact time.

"I'm fine with anything, Venerable Master, you make the arrangements?"

The old man readily stated that this battle was unavoidable, and that he had recently made preparations and was ready to fight at any time.

"In three days."

"I have some private matters to attend to."

Jiang Mo held a teacup in his left hand, a smile on his lips, gazing thoughtfully at the reflection of the clear green tea.

"it is good."

"I have no objection."

"can."

Both Masters agreed.

"When the time comes, we'll start with the demon race. I was going to look for them anyway, so this will save me a lot of trouble."

Jiang Mo raised his chin slightly, his gaze shifting to the outside of the main hall, as if piercing through the distant void, silently watching the nine-headed prey occupying different parts of the world.

"Alright, those beasts, though thick-skinned and with abnormal vitality, are ultimately not masters. Without the support of the secret realm's power, as long as we kill them ruthlessly enough, we can make them eternal damnation in one go."

The old man felt a little regretful. The three ancient demon kings that escaped last time were really full of blood and energy. He had beaten them half to death, but they still had the strength to escape.

He mentioned this matter and said to Jiang Mo, "The Nine-Headed Sun-Devouring Lion, the Skeleton White Tiger, and the Ancient Demon Ape are all missing and seriously injured. They may not have the courage to participate anymore. Xuanzun, you should deal with the remaining six Ancient Demon Kings."

"Senior, you've fought them before. I wonder how strong they are?" the Jade Pool Master inquired, having started using respectful terms ever since she realized the old man's identity.

"I'm a bit better than you."

The old man spoke frankly; his intuition was very sharp, and he had accurate judgments about all potential opponents and enemies.

In his own estimation, he was at the level of 80 points in cultivation, those ancient demon kings were around 70, the woman in front of him was 65, and as for Jiang Mo, he was probably 90 or 95 or higher.

However, he ultimately saved face for the other party by not saying these things directly.

"Oh!"

Now that you mention it, I understand.

The Jade Pool Master didn't mind, nor could she refute it, but she became more wary.

"What about that Divine Lord you fought recently? How strong is he?"

"Those who are a few levels weaker than me, relying on the sect's most precious treasure, sought to fight me to the death, but in the end, nothing came of it."

The old man's smile was meaningful; clearly, he had won that battle.

"But he is only Xiao Ling's teacher, not the most capable fighter in the Shenlin Sect."

After the Jade Pool Master finished asking his questions, Jiang Mo also inquired about information about the Samsara Palace from the old man. He was of limited age, and the Supreme Being had been trapped in the secret realm for 1,700 years, so he knew very little about the outside world. Therefore, he discussed this topic with the old man.

"Old sir, do you know anything about the life of the Master of the Samsara Palace?"

"Hmm...Let me think, there are two suspicious candidates."

The corpse raised its withered, bony left hand, shook its temples, seemingly sorting through a vast and complex memory. After a long silence, it recalled some clues and shared them with Jiang Mo and Xing Jian.

"Four hundred years ago, when I was still a disciple of the Flying Immortal Sect, I vaguely remember their master, who had been in power for two hundred years. He fought a battle with the Myriad Laws Sect with his disciples over a great spiritual vein in the mortal realm, and both sides were severely injured."

"Logically speaking, as long as he's been sleeping in the blood coffin, it's not surprising that he's still alive. Furthermore, the Reincarnation Palace's cultivation techniques, which involve refining oneself through countless lifetimes, grant them a lifespan that's one to two times longer than other cultivators of the same level. They shouldn't be so easily killed..."

At this point, the old man fell into a reminiscing mood and murmured:

"Two hundred years have passed in the blink of an eye. By then, I had been the sect leader for many years and was within reach of becoming the master."

"But at that time, I happened to hear that the head of the Samsara Palace had passed away and his disciple had succeeded him. In terms of methods and cultivation, he was much stronger than his predecessor. If he had not wasted these two hundred years, he might have become the master."

"As for the old one, I don't know if he's dead or not. In the worst case, there's another secret realm in the Samsara Palace, with two Masters coexisting in the world. In the best case, the old one is just barely clinging to life, his blood and energy exhausted, or he has already passed away, leaving only one Master."

"Speaking of which, their methods of survival are quite troublesome. They have something called the Reincarnation Body, which can be considered a life-saving talisman. Every time they accumulate ten Red Dust Seals, they can cultivate a Reincarnation Body, inheriting all the memories and consciousness of the original body. Provided that the original body does not die, it acts as a puppet, taking all the devastating blows for the original body."

The Jade Pool Master frowned upon hearing this and asked, "So, as long as the Samsara Master's clone stays in the secret realm, it can share all the damage for him at all times? It's practically an immortal being."

"Yes, that's a fair way to understand it. According to the ancient texts I teach, their Masters usually have 50 or 60 Red Dust Seals."

"If one is exceptionally talented, the score will be above 70, which means that there are seven reincarnations guarding the secret realm. With the blessing of the power of heaven and earth, the fatal wound that caused the main body to perish is distributed among the seven reincarnations, greatly weakening them."

"For this reason alone, they are inherently invincible in any struggle against anyone."

The old man couldn't help but sigh, "Even my grandmaster fought against their generation's Master. Although he had the upper hand, he couldn't defeat or kill him, and he couldn't gain much advantage."

"Furthermore, they possess a wondrous secret technique that can dismantle or weaken any spell composed of Qi. Xuanzun, with his immense strength and overwhelming power, along with the heavy sword Wuliangjun, naturally holds a dominant position over them. Therefore, this is the main reason why I invited Xuanzun to form an alliance."

"Looking across the world, apart from you, I truly cannot find another being who can break their cycle of reincarnation."

Even though it was a younger generation who had surpassed him, the old man made no secret of his admiration for Jiang Mo.

"The two Masters... and the reincarnation body, I have made my decision."

Jiang Mo said nonchalantly, and almost immediately felt a sense of pleasure in his heart. This should be his most suitable punching bag.

Then, the three continued their conversation. The Flying Immortal Master, with his extensive experience, told the two about the two sects' most treasured magical artifacts and infamous killing moves, so that they could prepare in advance.