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

Fearing severe damage, the old dragon decisively begged for mercy.

"Wow!"

The moment it gave up resisting, the golden light surrounding Jiang Mo also faded. His left hand rested on the old man's brow, and his fingertips lightly touched it, where streaks of black blood flowed down.

If this move is not stopped, it could even pierce through the old dragon's brain.

"..."

Amidst the billowing smoke, the old dragon felt as if it had fallen into an ice cave, not daring to even breathe. At first, it thought the two were not much different and that there was still a chance to fight, but when it came to the fight, it realized that it was not the case.

The demon blood dripping from its brow was a wake-up call, reminding it that the human truly possessed the ability to kill it. It could resist, but the only outcome would be its demise.

"Don't cause me any trouble, and don't make yourself unhappy."

In the thick fog, Old Dragon heard these words and, still in shock, his heart rate rose, his limbs stiffened, and he instantly lost the ability to speak.

When it saw that person turn and leave, it didn't even glance at it once, as if that person wasn't even a real opponent.

At this moment, demon blood continued to drip from between its brows. It raised its hand to wipe it away, then fell into a state of melancholy.

"Buzz!"

A portal to the void was built, and after the threat from the Dragon Palace was resolved, Jiang Mo's figure disappeared into the Qi, followed by the two Masters.

Next stop, the Nanling Insect Nest.

Located deep within the southern borders, the ancient demon king who rules over that land is a female insect queen who has given birth to hundreds of millions of insect offspring. There are hundreds of different systems and clearly defined roles among them. They can all evolve by consuming rare and exotic treasures, or humans and other demon races. Each insect king, when evolved to its ultimate form, possesses strength comparable to the insect queen.

Without a doubt, this is one of the largest and most powerful fiefdoms.

Even though its ruler is almost the weakest among the nine ancient demon kings, due to their reproductive and bloodline inheritance abilities, this is almost the strongest demon king's fiefdom outside of the ancient demon kings.

It possesses a total of twelve demon kings, all of whom are leading warrior races within their fiefdoms. These twelve races were originally conceived by the mother queen, while the remaining races exist solely to support them, thus leading to frequent instances of mutual devouring.

Those marginalized insectoid leaders, or those responsible for tedious tasks, become their prey once they reach the half-king realm. They are divided up by the twelve demon kings in turn. This bloody law is permitted by the Queen Mother, and it is even under her guidance that it occurs.

Unlike the Southern Ridge Insect Nest, the ancient demon kings of the eight fiefdoms, who possess world-destroying power, have extremely weak reproductive abilities. They simply do not have suitable mates who can withstand their power and give birth to offspring.

There are generally three scenarios: first, being unable to have offspring; second, having offspring with disabilities or limited potential; and third, having a complete offspring conceived when the mother is strong enough, whose potential and talent are terrifyingly high. As long as they go through the test of time, their achievements will at least be on par with their parents.

Most of the ancient demon kings' fiefdoms fall into one of the two categories mentioned earlier.

The Nanling Insect Nest is different. Their queen has a bizarre reproductive ability. She does not need a mate and is hermaphroditic. She can give birth to all kinds of offspring at will. She can even control and set their innate talents and potentials. She has supreme dominance over them. They cannot resist or defend themselves. Her thoughts can be read at a glance.

The Queen Mother, who is in a state of gestation for most of the year, does not have much time to cultivate. However, her offspring are born at the quasi-king level from the moment they are born. Through cultivation, they can advance to a level of combat power similar to hers in the shortest time, touching the ceiling that ordinary demon kings can reach.

Those demon kings of the twelve main clans who have reached maturity and their limits will also become food for the Queen Mother, nourishing themselves and gradually raising their strength.

When a great war breaks out between fiefdoms, the Nanling Insect Nest has an extremely strong suppressive force. Even if their queen is no match for the ancient demon kings of other fiefdoms, she can still use her first-generation offspring, whose strength is roughly equal, to launch a siege and suppress them with a numerical advantage. This is why no fiefdom has attacked Nanling for many years, because they can hardly gain any benefits.

All this information came from the narration of the Flying Immortal Master. The ancient demon king who occupied the ancient ruins in the southern border was 1,300 years old.

Several of the twelve main clans under their command attacked inland cities, causing irreparable damage. Seven cities were swallowed up by them, and dozens of towns were destroyed. Countless human experts and civilians died.

During this period, a group of disciples of the Flying Immortal Sect and several elders also died on that battlefield.

Later, the Flying Immortal Sect Master intervened upon hearing the news, killing one demon king and severely injuring two others. He forced the three tribes at the bottom of the rankings to retreat to the Central Plains, but dared not pursue them further, as the ancient ruins deep in the Southern Frontier were too terrifying, containing an unknown queen and a large number of demon kings.

With a deafening roar, in the southern borderlands under the cover of night, where dark clouds obscured the moon, thunder suddenly roared, and a void portal appeared in an instant, from which three celestial figures stepped out.

In the distance, the majestic, continuous mountains resemble the undulating spine of a dragon vein, or a terrifying demon's lair. Countless insects inhabit the ruins, where once a small mortal kingdom was devoured overnight by the Queen Mother's tribe.

At the moment of their arrival, the billions of insects sensed the overwhelming aura that seemed to collapse the heavens, let out sharp cries, and gathered in the central nest.

There was a bottomless pit, emanating terrifying power. Pairs of demonic eyes, filled with brutal and ferocious light, revived in the darkness, some scarlet, some emerald green, some deep purple. They were not the Queen Mother, but the demon kings who were closest to her.

“…”

Despite the language barrier, the demon kings entrenched in their lairs sent out a ripple of consciousness that conveyed their chilling questions.

"Humans, are you trying to start a war?"

"Ah."

An aged voice responded, and the Flying Immortal Master reached down with one hand.

The entire sky trembled precariously as a pale palm print, covering an area of ​​ten thousand meters in radius, descended with overwhelming force, like an invisible mountain. Hurricanes howled, the earth cracked, and everything turned into a deathly gray in an instant, ushering in its end.

A cacophony of roars erupted as the nine-headed, ferocious demon king burst forth from its lair, unleashing its bloodline powers and unleashing a barrage of deadly attacks into the void, attempting to meet the blow that rivaled the hand of a god head-on. Simultaneously, a dense barrier was instantly erected over the entire lair.

"Boom!!!"

With a deafening roar, the massive hand descended at an undiminished speed, shattering the combined resistance of the Nine Kings. Before it even struck the layer of brownish-red rock barrier, immense wind pressure raged, instantly creating spiderweb-like cracks. It couldn't even last half a second before exceeding its limit and collapsing completely.

The nine-headed demon kings who witnessed this scene were terrified. Their mother was giving birth to new offspring in the nest. At such a critical moment, if disaster struck, the consequences would be unimaginable.

"Roar!!!"

A demonic insect covered in armor roared, its eyes turning bloodshot with madness, and charged at the giant hand like a madman, trying to use its body as a human shield to block it.

"Pfft!!"

It had an effect. The indestructible protective scales shattered, a cluster of blood mist exploded, and countless pieces of corpses fell from the sky. The Ironclad Beetle Demon King, ranked fourth in overall strength and known for its defense, could withstand the crushing force of 4 times its own weight. In this way, it exchanged the destruction of its body for a sliver of life.

"call out!!!"

"Boom!"

The other eight demon kings attacked simultaneously, unleashing a continuous barrage of killing moves. Crystal-clear spider silk pierced through the void, resembling a web of countless interwoven blades, slicing through the giant hand. Deep black poison, capable of corroding all things, spewed out like a river, flowing upstream and rushing into the void.

Their strength was extremely powerful. They were among the top demon kings of this era, and they were indeed the best of the best in terms of rapid evolution. They actually succeeded in annihilating that palm print and protecting the nest behind them.

"Pfft!!"

"Gurgle, gurgle!!"

The blood mist still writhed and gathered, giving birth to a new Ironclad Beetle. Not only did it show no signs of weakening, it had become much stronger. When it withstood the attack from the Flying Immortal Master, it not only adapted to that level of attack, but also used it to promote its own evolution.

However, at this moment, it felt no overwhelming hatred, only deep fear. Its pupils reflected the three figures in the sky—three people in total. There was simply no way it could defeat them.

Meanwhile, the other demon kings were also still shaken. The oppressive feeling that the rotting human elder gave them was far more terrifying than that of their mothers.

"If you don't come out within three breaths, you'll be buried there forever."

At this moment, the white-haired man in the middle spoke.

His voice was icy cold, penetrating the heavens and the earth, audible to billions of insect swarms. Many demon generals responsible for gathering intelligence from the outside world instantly felt their scalps tingle. The strongest monster in the human world had arrived here?!

The demon kings, having finally come to their senses, were also belatedly struck by the fact that they felt a chill run through them and were utterly helpless in their despair.

That person was talking to their mother, and he was so powerful. If they didn't show themselves within three breaths, he would kill them. The key point is that none of the demon kings doubted that he could do it.

Moments later, a dazzling and dreamlike crimson glow burst forth from the depths of the nest.

A giant twelve-legged cicada with an severely swollen abdomen slowly struggled to crawl out, and then a majestic and cold voice echoed through the void.

"Fellow Daoists, why have you come with such a fierce momentum?"

It was in a very weak state, at the critical moment of giving birth, and its strength was only one-third of what it used to be. Therefore, it had to lower its posture. However, the demon kings it gave birth to had not yet evolved to their ultimate form. Otherwise, it would not have had to be so humble and forced by the situation.

"..."

The moment Jiang Mo saw it, he knew that it was absolutely impossible for it to join forces with the Samsara Palace and the Divine Descent Sect.

Given its current exhausted state, with the life inside it still developing and months or even half a year away from birth, it doesn't even qualify to be cannon fodder; appearing on the battlefield would mean certain death.

Even so, Jiang Mo still asked the question as a routine procedure.

Hearing that the two major human sects intended to annihilate the person before him, the Insect King pondered and replied:

“I know nothing about this matter and have no involvement. I implore you all to be lenient.”

Jiang Mo neither confirmed nor denied, and continued, "There is another matter on this trip: I need your essence blood."

The heavens and earth fell silent. The kings were terrified and began to tremble slightly. Their mother must not give up her essence at this moment.

"Fellow Daoist, as you can see, my mother..."

A demon king tried to plead for mercy, but was interrupted by the Flying Immortal Master: "You have no right to speak here, you have no choice."

"Human! You've gone too far!"

Another demon king sternly rebuked them, saying that their bloodline, their very loyalty, meant that even in the face of threat, they would sacrifice themselves to protect the Cicada Queen as she fled.

"quiet."

The Insect King calmed its restless offspring, remained silent for a few moments, and then spoke to Jiang Mo again:

"Fellow Daoist, I am currently unwell. Could I share some of my essence with you after I give birth to my child?"

"It has great potential."

Jiang Mo's eyes pierced through all illusions, peering directly into the origin. The creature being conceived there was extremely powerful, its innate physical body no less than that of an ordinary demon king.

Upon hearing this, the insect king felt uneasy; how could it not know that it was being threatened?

That is not its offspring, but itself, undergoing a new transformation, shedding its old body in exchange for an opportunity to reach new heights.

Once it overcomes this obstacle, it will be able to stand on equal footing with other ancient demon kings, and its new offspring will possess unimaginable abilities. If this continues, they will become the sole darlings of heaven and earth and the rulers of the world in the future.

Now that things had come to this, the Insect King no longer hesitated and said:

"Alas... Since you are in such urgent need, I will give you the essence blood I have stored up. I hope you will have pity on my innocent mother and child."

"innocent?"

The Flying Immortal Master sneered, his eyes flashing with killing intent. This demon had incited his offspring to invade the inland, causing horrific casualties. Just by listening to the prayers of his believers, he had tens of millions of people who wanted these insect races exterminated.

"Fellow Daoist, what are your thoughts?"

The Insect King begged Jiang Mo for a chance. As soon as the thought crossed its mind, several spatial magic bottles made of gray souls flew out from the nest, filled with the most refined demon king blood.

"If you agree, why not swear an oath using your human mantras? Once you finish reciting them, all of this... will belong to you."

Its voice was weak and pitiful, humbly begging for mercy.

The figure standing in the void seemed oblivious, shattering its delusion with the cruelest words.

"You've got one thing wrong. I can kill you and take your blood just the same way; it's just dirty hands."

Chapter 469 Those who understand the times are also heroes.

Jiang Mo had no intention of letting go of this fiefdom, unlike the Dragon Palace in the deep sea.

The twelve insect races and billions of insect swarms bred by the Insect Emperor of Nanling possessed a war capability and potential that even he found deeply troublesome.

If given enough time to develop, the demon race, which could unify the nine provinces and the seas, would have no problem overthrowing the human world.

Therefore, he had to do something to prevent the entire human world from being devoured by these insects if he wasn't careful.

A chilling voice echoed from the void, and the murderous aura of the frost-haired man, like a monstrous wave sweeping across everything, suddenly crashed down, ravaging the world.

Suddenly, a burst of blood-red light and a surging aura of malevolence appeared. First, a pitch-black heavy sword was grasped in his hand, and then viscous, eerie blood appeared out of nowhere, clinging to the sword. The two merged into one, and the Crimson Blood Demon Armor became the outer armor of Wuliangjun, resembling a demonic sword from purgatory that slaughters gods.

The Insect King's patience had reached its limit. It abandoned its gentle and cowardly demeanor and let out a fierce roar. The sound waves, invisible to the naked eye, shattered the thirty-three heavens, turning everything into dust, causing mountains to collapse, the sky to crack, and the sea of ​​clouds to dissipate. An inevitable great battle was about to break out.

"boom!"

"Gurgle, gurgle!!"

Under the onslaught of a demonic aura, the several bottles filled with blood suddenly exploded.

The essence and blood stored up in the past were devoured by the Insect King like a rushing river.

In an instant, its originally dying aura surged tenfold, reaching its peak. Its body also underwent a transformation, howling in pain as it completely killed the life it was nurturing, refining the nutrients to maintain the strength of its old body.

"Human, I will fight you to the death!"

The Insect King's resentment was twisted to an unimaginable degree.

Its enormous eyes were filled with savage emotions. Under its control, countless swarms of insects exploded one after another, releasing massive amounts of essence that converged into its body at an exaggerated speed.

"Roar!!!"

At this moment, the nine first-generation demon princes also chose to sacrifice themselves. Their speed was so fast that there were no afterimages. They created bursts of sound in the air and merged with the mother queen. Their fleshy bodies expanded and writh wildly. In less than a few breaths, a new monster was born.

It was a full two thousand feet tall, with an upside-down cicada head, a mouth like an abyss, and an indescribable body. It had eyes of varying sizes and densely packed together, and possessed the physical characteristics of various demon kings. Even their remaining consciousness had not dissipated, and they were emitting faint wails.

"Mystic Venerable, it's almost time. Shall you do it, or shall I?"

Even when the Insect King outside the nest went completely berserk and evolved into several forms, the Flying Immortal Lord remained calm and composed, always displaying his unique arrogance and never taking any demon king seriously.

"Let me do it."

Jiang Mo spoke calmly, and the Boundless Jun he held in his right hand trembled slightly, suddenly emitting a terrifying light that made the void rumble.