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

But now, Jiang Mo discovers that his soul and body have transformed into a mysterious substance not recorded in ancient texts.

Although he still maintained human physical characteristics, he could feel endless vitality flowing from every corner of his body at all times, just like a perfect, never-extinguishing furnace.

The strongest intuition from the bottom of his heart excitedly told him that the upper limit of lifespan had been broken!

Having reached the seventh level of the Profound Fate Realm, he estimated his lifespan to be between 500 and 700 years.

Having successfully broken through the barrier twice, achieving three transformations—body, soul, and both body and soul together—the exact increase in lifespan was something even he couldn't estimate; perhaps half? Or maybe double?

According to the Supreme Being's memories, breaking through to the 7th rank means having one foot in the realm of immortality.

The soul is freed from the limitations of lifespan and merges with the body, while the Three-in-One True Method continuously replenishes the body with primordial Qi, thus forming a perfect closed loop.

Why is it only half a step?

The reason is simple: the Venerable One suffered a demonic possession during that catastrophe, his cultivation level plummeted, and his physical body and soul were severely weakened. The former was destroyed in the great battle, while the latter turned into a lingering, obsessive soul, trapped in a daze for many years, with no chance to ever again access or prove the power of the seventh level of the Profound Fate Realm.

Furthermore, the more powerful a Master is, the more terrifying the innate Qi they need to maintain their life activities. This is also the reason why the lifespan of Masters who stand at the pinnacle of the world does not far exceed that of other cultivators by hundreds, thousands, or even tens of thousands of times.

Jiang Mo estimated that, given his current state, he could live for 1,500 years, which would bring him very close to the Dao Lords and Masters outside Tianyuan.

When he opened his eyes again, he was back in the real world. He took a few moments to adjust his breathing and get used to the new and strange sensations his body was experiencing.

Over the past few months, Jiang Mo chose to tackle the final hurdle, condensing his True Domain and stabilizing his cultivation. Compared to the previous two hurdles, it was as easy as walking on flat ground.

"Wow!"

Driven by the new body, the Trinity True Law swayed within Jiang Mo's body, producing a distinct and blazing white beam of light. Then, it materialized, slowly forming a ribbon-like object, like silk from a celestial palace, as if it were a crystallization of some kind of Great Dao rule, which gently hung behind him.

"Wow!"

The second one...

The third one...

The fourth one...

Two years passed in the blink of an eye. When Jiang Mo used his true technique to its fullest extent, ninety-nine immortal ribbons surrounded him, making him look like an immortal from an ancient era.

At this juncture, the most mysterious thing happened. Suddenly, the true method that Jiang Mo maintained dissipated without warning, and even his understanding and skills about cultivating the true method in his mind completely disappeared, as if he had never possessed them at all.

At the same time, the ninety-nine immortal threads trembled slightly, began to release a faint light, and moved along a certain track. They carried all the insights that Jiang Mo had lost, gradually faded, became transparent, and were eternally solidified on the white body from all sides.

Thus, an invisible and intangible colorless black hole existed within Jiang Mo's body, enveloping a space of about one zhang in radius from the inside out.

It was so perfect that it seemed like a creation of the human world; it was a true method of cultivation that had evolved into a new form, like an extension of his body, which he could control at will.

Rejecting all things, only eternity remains; impervious to all laws, thus achieving immortality.

This is Jiang Mo's intuitive feeling. Without him having to do anything, under his subconscious or mental constraints, any matter, supernatural power, or magical artifact that comes near him will be instantly refined.

In addition, the colorless black hole also possesses the ability to devour spiritual energy.

Even after he cultivated to the 7th level of the Profound Fate Realm, the 'unrestrained' and 'freedom' he gained were not as valuable as this colorless black hole.

The long cultivation is about to come to a successful conclusion. In the past twenty-one years, Jiang Mo has mastered the three great supernatural powers of the Book of Time and broken through to the seventh level of the Profound Fate. Now, with more than a year left, he plans to condense a third clone of the Innate Dao Body.

"Buzz!"

The blood vial given by Xianhua appeared out of thin air. Jiang Mo opened it, and a stream of blood that looked exactly like a blue flame dripped into his palm, radiating a faint warmth.

"..."

Feeling the blood of the third innate physique, and moreover, the essence blood of a Dao Lord, Jiang Mo instantly refined it and grasped its extraordinary nature.

After a long time, the blood dried up and turned to ashes.

Jiang Mo seemed to be deep in thought. He casually picked up a fallen leaf beside him, held it between his fingers, and stared at it intently. As thoughts surged through his mind, the withered yellow leaf underwent a dramatic transformation, burning into a blue flame that danced in mid-air.

After analyzing the old man's blood, he used his supernatural powers to transform it into his own immortal blood.

Following that, Jiang Mo continued the old method, using a wisp of primordial Qi to shape a longevity body. Time passed quickly, and three months later, the task was completed.

......

2024, April 1.

On this day, a streak of azure light shot out from the back mountain of Sanyi Gate and disappeared into the vast天地 (heaven and earth).

Coincidentally, Jiang Mo also released the other Ancient Universe clones and Blood Lotus clones from the secret realm to cultivate in the mortal world.

On a sunny afternoon with a gentle breeze, a man in white robes and with frosty hair walked out from the back mountain and returned to the front of the sect's buildings and palaces.

The scene before me is much more desolate than it was two years ago.

However, a man in a wheelchair caught his attention. Upon closer inspection, Jiang Mo recognized the man as Yun Qinglong, who had once been a swordsman under Yu Huai's command, the strongest swordsman without exception.

After Yu Huai resigned, he also left the Ninth Division.

Now, he has lost all his cultivation and sits in the courtyard like a cripple, bathed in the afternoon sun. His eyes are empty and lonely, and he exudes an indescribable sense of depression.

Beside him, the person in charge of looking after him was a chubby little boy, not human, but a descendant of the Northeast Elves, a gecko in human form.

"Uncle, shall I suggest you go for a walk somewhere else?"

"No... I'll just soak up some sun."

Yun Qinglong said absentmindedly, his voice hoarse and his face pale.

Since his encounter with a certain demon king half a year ago, he has fallen to this state. He is cursed, his cultivation level is declining every day, his true qi is also polluted, making it impossible to circulate qi and forcibly dissipating it. His internal organs have also suffered severe damage.

With little time left, he contacted Yu Huai, wanting to pay a visit and properly bid farewell to this respected elder. However, he was placed here and not only asked Senior Zhuge to extend his life, but also emphasized that after Xuanzun came out of seclusion, he would definitely ask the old man for help to remove the curse.

I stayed there for half a year, sigh...

Gradually, his thoughts drifted back to the scene of hunting down the Ancestral Snail with acquaintances like Lu Jin, Zhang Zhiwei, and Wei Yuanming. He would never forget the feeling of despair he had experienced.

In the years that followed, he practiced diligently day and night, but he still could not bridge that insurmountable gap.

Among the powerful figures of his generation, there have been successive victories in the past two years, including the killing of demon generals and even fierce battles with extraordinary beings at the quasi-king level.

He was the only one who... had slightly worse luck, encountering an invincible enemy at the wrong time.

That was a genuine demon king; dealing with him was as easy as brushing away a speck of dust.

If they had just given him a quick death, that would have been fine, but instead, they planted the Blood Devouring Technique inside him, causing him endless torment and ultimately turning him into a parasitic puppet.

Yu Huai tried everything to save him, and Senior Zhuge also offered his help, but all to no avail. The only hope was to prolong his life until the head of the Sanyi Sect or the Xuanzun emerged from seclusion, at which point the problem might be resolved.

Yun Qinglong was still secretly grieving, immersed in memories of the past, unaware that Jiang Mo, standing in the distance, had already sensed all his emotions and memories through the Eye of Truth.

Without any hesitation, Jiang Mo remembered that Yu Huai valued this junior highly, so he offered his help.

A calm gaze traversed hundreds of meters, completely penetrating the figure in the wheelchair. His blood, bones, muscles, organs, and even the smallest cells were magnified infinitely in Jiang Mo's eyes.

The marks formed by the condensation of pitch-black demonic energy resembled segments of mottled iron worms, covering multiple parts of the body and gnawing at the life essence.

Not to kill, but to torture. In another six months, those growing iron worms will completely devour Yun Qinglong's internal organs, and then spread to his brain to possess him.

"..."

Jiang Mo activated his divine power, "At Will," and in an instant, the curse within Yun Qinglong's body was forcibly erased by an invisible hand, as if it had never existed.

The speed was so fast that even Yun Qinglong didn't have time to react.

Only after several seconds did his pupils suddenly contract, filled with disbelief and excitement.

Is this a dream?

This is definitely not a dream!

In the end what happened?

Yun Qinglong's mind went blank for a moment, but he quickly guessed the reason. In this world, it seemed that only that one person could heal him instantly and was willing to help him.

Failure is common, don't be discouraged, try again.

A voice that was both familiar and unfamiliar echoed in her ears. Yun Qinglong suddenly stood up, looked around excitedly, but saw no one. Overjoyed, she was incoherent and bowed in greeting.

"Thank you! Senior!"

"Thanks!!"

Hearing the man's mutterings, Jiang Mo remained unmoved, turned and left for the Sutra Repository. As soon as he arrived, he saw several jade boxes placed on the desk in front of him, as well as several letters left behind.

"Oh?"

Jiang Mo opened them one by one, and there were three fragments of the Book of Time and a flame as bright as the sun, sealed in an array formed by demonic energy.

Then, he picked up a few letters and immediately saw the powerful, penetrating handwriting, or the neat and elegant handwriting, as if the disciples were speaking to him in person.

"Uncle-Master, I heard you were in seclusion and I was unable to meet you again. It is truly a pity. I hope the contents of this box can be of some help to you. I am leaving now and look forward to meeting you again. — April 7, 2022, Yu Huai."

"My Lord, the fragment has been retrieved. I personally traveled to Northern Europe and found it in the hands of a Level 5 Undead Awakener. The matter went smoothly; the fragment shows no signs of further damage. The other fragments are still under investigation. I wish you all the best. Respectfully yours, Mingku. 2022.01.31"

"Uncle-Master, it's been a long time since we last met, and I've missed you dearly. I've been training in the Southern Frontier, where there are renowned flower teas, especially fragrant and unique. Therefore, I've brought back quite a few to give to you. I hope you'll enjoy them—Lu Jin. August 2, 2022"

"Master, a dear friend of mine has less than two years left to live. Therefore, I must resign and descend the mountain to accompany her on her final journey. I hope you will not be offended, Uncle. I am going to the capital, which is near the main dojo of the Flying Immortal Sect, away from the ravages of the demon race. You need not worry. I wish you a successful and peaceful seclusion. —Lin Qi. March 23, 2023"

“Uncle-Master, there are too many things to do at Baotian Pavilion. Senior Brother and the two protectors are having trouble managing them. I am willing to go down the mountain to assist you, hoping that you will make further progress in your cultivation.”

That day I saw you finish all the red bean cakes, and remembering Master's mention of the many kinds of snacks and home-cooked dishes you like, I, without your permission, prepared many portions with everyone and placed them in the kitchen. There's a spiritual energy array there set up by Senior Brother Zhuge to preserve the fresh taste of the food and prevent it from spoiling. If you miss the taste of home cooking, you can go there for a treat. —Xianshu. 2023.11.09

Looking at the contents of these letters, a bright smile bloomed on Jiang Mo's lips. This made him happier than collecting several fragments of time.

Apart from Mingku, he watched all four disciples grow up, and even took them on a year or two of wandering through mountains and rivers to broaden their horizons. It would not be an exaggeration to say that he treated them as his own children.

In the blink of an eye, more than eighty years have passed, and it all seems like it happened just yesterday...

Holding the letter, Jiang Mo's eyes were filled with memories of the past. He was lost in thought for a long time.

Finally, he put away the letters and his gaze fell on the laptop beside him. It was always on and charging, and disciples often came to maintain and check it, as instructed by Xianshu before he left the mountain.

The screen interface was still a special encrypted chat channel. The two heads of the Ninth Department sent dozens of unread messages, mentioning that in the past two years, they had discovered twelve geniuses with innate physiques, but there were still no clues about the fragments.

"12..."

Jiang Mo scrolled through the sent information with his mouse. The ages of those prodigies ranged from 16 to 24. Before they formally began cultivating, they were engaged in the most ordinary jobs and were the most inconspicuous existences in the vast sea of ​​people.

It was only through a comprehensive physical screening that they were discovered; otherwise, they might have remained just another face in the crowd for the rest of their lives.

However, despite the fact that the Nine Departments poured their top resources into training them, the selection process still attracted the attention of some sect leaders and elders. Given the absolute difference in strength, the news could not be kept secret.

They continued to infiltrate and win over the prodigies, persuading them to choose another path, explaining that staying in the Nine Departments would be a waste of their talents and would limit their achievements.

As a result of this incident, the two sides even had several fierce clashes.

Over the course of two years, those with innate physical strength have grown remarkably, and some have gradually become restless with their ambitions, wanting to break free from the control of the Nine Departments and join other sects.

The last message, dated December 16, 2023, was from Ning He and Xu Qiuyu asking Jiang Mo when he would be free.

They wanted to use the time they had to delay negotiations to get all 12 people to the Trinity Gate as quickly as possible, so as to fulfill their initial promise.

Chapter 491 The Ten Great Dao Bodies, A Battle Beyond the Heavens

The Sacred Body is the most skilled body for controlling beasts throughout history.

They are born with an affinity for the demon race and can use their awakened supernatural powers to form alliances with demon beings, command beast tides without any limit on their numbers, and possess limitless potential.

The owner, Gu Chengyin, male, 17 years old, is at the second stage of the sixth realm of martial arts, the Mortal Transformation.

(The Six Realms of Martial Arts, also known as the cultivation system followed by martial artists in the era of spiritual energy revival, are, from low to high, Blood Tempering, Mortal Transformation, Breaking Through the Void, Demon Slaying, King and Noble, and Sovereign. The first three realms and the early to mid-stages of entering the fourth realm correspond to levels 1-5 of those with supernatural abilities.)

The Vajra Immaculate Body is an innate Daoist body renowned for its defense and strength.

At the same level of cultivation, one's physical abilities will be ten times stronger than one's opponent's.

Once mastered, one can easily shatter mountains, suppress seas, destroy cities, and annihilate kingdoms with a single hand.

The owner, Xiao Fan, male, 22 years old, has broken through the third realm of martial arts.

The Fallen Star, a vast and boundless entity, possesses an exaggerated gravitational pull on all things in the world, both tangible and intangible, comparable to that of a black hole.

In ancient times, there were highly accomplished cultivators who roamed the battlefields where demons roamed. With a single thought, they could drag countless meteors from the heavens and send them crashing down to earth, causing incalculable and serious consequences.

The owner is Zhao Yinghan, female, 19 years old, at the second stage of martial arts, the Mortal Transformation Realm.

........

Each person's information includes incredibly detailed physical data, as well as past experiences, family background, and ultra-high-resolution portrait photos.

The nine groups were ranked according to their comprehensive test abilities. Jiang Mo's gaze swept over the descriptions between the lines, and soon he had read all 12 people.

It is said that there are 12 geniuses, but in reality there are only 10 kinds of innate Dao bodies. Among them, the Vajra Immaculate Body and the Primordial Spirit Dao Body are each possessed by two people.

However, what caught Jiang Mo's attention was the Chaotic Dao Body, which ranked 9th in overall strength.