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

This being, who should have been able to directly refine the secret realm in one step, was instead stuck at the mortal stage of the second realm of martial arts because none of the nine departments had mastered a proper secret realm. It required further training and refinement, and its advantages over other Dao bodies were completely lost.

"A Chaos Dao Body, huh? Even this was selected. Looks like I'm pretty lucky."

Jiang Mo muttered to himself.

This type of physique ranks first because it does not have a long growth cycle.

Even cultivators who are slightly stronger than ordinary people can easily become masters due to their physical constitution.

However, this type of Master can only be considered the weakest tier of Masters, roughly equivalent to the leader of some sects.

Furthermore, while the Chaotic Body ranks first, it does not mean that it is the strongest Dao Body.

Almost all innate Dao bodies, once they reach their limit, possess extraordinary abilities, with negligible differences between them. The external factors that determine the strength of the two Dao bodies are more often the users of those bodies.

As far as Jiang Mo knew, there were two ways to create a Chaos Dao Body after birth.

One method is to collect the essence and blood of two powerful beings at the level of the Sun Dao Body and the Taiyin Yin Body, absorb and refine them, and then evolve oneself into a Chaos Dao Body. This process is extremely dangerous.

This kind of evolution is limited; the original physique must be mortal for it to succeed.

If it is another innate Dao body, due to the fierce struggle between the powers of several physiques, the final result will most likely lead to the death of the marrow cleansing person.

Secondly, by using the Chaos Cauldron, one of the three innate magical artifacts, one can seize the opportunities of creation. Regardless of one's aptitude or physical constitution, as long as one is refined by the Chaos Cauldron a hundred times, one can successfully cultivate a Chaos Dao Body.

This method exists only in ancient legends, and some people have succeeded with it, but the exact time is unknown.

Initially, Jiang Mo considered the younger generation in the sect who had limited talent and were unable to cultivate to a higher level. After successfully replicating the Chaotic Physique, he planned to turn them into Chaotic Physique as well.

But at that time, time was of the essence, and if the secret realms were not refined in time, they would be lost. So he had no choice but to fuse all those secret realms into the Trinity Secret Realm.

Now, the Nine Departments have found the Chaos Dao Body, which has been a great help to Jiang Mo.

The world is vast, and there are still undiscovered secrets. Or perhaps, among the eight planets in the solar system, he doesn't believe that there aren't secrets on other planets.

Once we find them, it's only a matter of time before those disciples become our masters.

Thinking of this, Jiang Mo put his hands on the keyboard and typed somewhat awkwardly, typing out a short message and sending it to Xu Qiuyu.

"Now you can."

Instead of waiting for a reply, he took out a deep blue jade pendant, a communication tool that had been given to him by the Flying Immortal Master.

"Wow!"

As a stream of true qi was injected, the jade pendant underwent a noticeable change, instantly transforming from a solid state into a shimmering liquid state, with a moon-like surface of water appearing before Jiang Mo.

The figure reflected in the water is the Flying Immortal Master.

His skin was like unpolished jade, his hair was golden, and his blood and energy surged like a swaying ocean, maintaining his appearance from middle age, a far cry from his previous ugly and grotesque corpse-like face.

He sat quietly in the secluded stone chamber, his breath barely perceptible, his dark and deep eyes meeting Jiang Mo's gaze with great interest through the water mirror.

"Long time no see..."

"Fellow Daoist, you've emerged from seclusion?" His smile held a deeper meaning.

"Hmm, you've been looking for me?"

"Yes, when I went there, your disciples told me that you were in seclusion, so I just left."

Jiang Mo stared at the old man. Two years had passed, and the old man's cultivation level in the Soul Path had made a qualitative leap. It was completely different from when they last met.

A unique feeling arises simultaneously between the two.

Jiang Mo sensed the same power of time emanating from the old man, who had also obtained fragments of the Book of Time in some unknown way.

"What is the matter?"

"I have obtained the fragment you were looking for. Nearly two hundred years of historical control are all here."

The Flying Immortal Master opened his left hand, and an irregular, old fragment appeared in his palm. Then, he began to speak frankly.

“Back then, I wanted to give this to you, but you weren’t here. Such a treasure is also of great importance, so I didn’t give it to your disciple and went home on my own.”

"Oh? Sir, you're so generous. How many pieces did you get?"

Jiang Mo never expected that the fragment he needed most would be in the hands of the Flying Immortal Sect.

"Refine three pieces, and one piece will remain."

The Flying Immortal Master smiled warmly and then praised:

"I never imagined that the supernatural powers contained in the annals of history could be so terrifying. I suppose you and I both walked and touched that special stone wall at the same time, didn't we?"

"The last piece, old man, is it perhaps an attempt to bribe me?"

Jiang Mo first made a joke, and then responded to the old man's question: "I've walked that road too, and I benefited a lot from it."

"I wonder if you, sir, have found that fragment of history belonging to your Flying Immortal Sect?"

"I haven't found them all yet, but I have three fragments, which is enough to protect myself. It's just a matter of time."

The Flying Immortal Master made no attempt to hide anything, pointing out that the fragments in his hand corresponded to 4600-4200 years ago and 1850-2024 years ago, especially the last piece, which was still expanding.

He then smiled and said, "If I were to say it's a bribe, would you take the bait, fellow Daoist?"

"Tell me about it?" Jiang Mo couldn't help but become interested.

"When the powerful beings from beyond the Heavenly Abyss descend one day, and the Flying Immortal is in danger of collapse, I hope you, fellow Daoist, will lend a helping hand to save me."

Jiang Mo did not immediately agree, but instead asked with a smile:

"Sir, are you not confident you'll live to see that day?"

"Logically speaking, you shouldn't be like this after you walked past that stone wall. Or is it that you're not confident in dealing with them, and simply lack a definite reference point?"

"Naturally, it's the latter. I've also learned about 'Nirvana in the Sea of ​​Suffering,' and I'm currently at the peak of my life. It's the strength of those people that makes me uneasy."

"During your seclusion, I went to the place where True Monarch Yunxu was imprisoned and ordered him to summon the second-generation ancestor. I learned that I am still far behind the ancestor Shenlin of that time, but I have already overdrawn my future and will not have any breakthroughs in the short term."

"Oh? Sir, you've mortgaged your future, and what have you gained?"

Jiang Mo pondered for a moment, wondering if this person's path had come to an end.

The next second, the answer was exactly as he had guessed.

"After I achieved 'seclusion from the world,' I foresaw 200 years into the future."

"For this reason, I passed away directly in my first life, and had to activate the only chance of Nirvana in the sea of ​​suffering to be reborn in my second life."

"In those two hundred years, I mastered all twelve secret techniques of the Flying Immortal Sect to their peak, reaching a level that was on par with, or even slightly surpassed, that of the founder. At the same time, I broke through the bottleneck of my cultivation. Although I am much stronger than before, I am afraid that I will hardly make any progress in the next few hundred years."

After hearing his explanation, Jiang Mo expressed his understanding.

"If your only request is for me to lend a helping hand when your lineage is on the verge of extinction, then so be it."

"it is good."

"Then this old man thanks you on behalf of the younger generation."

"By the way, what about Senior Xuanhua..."

Jiang Mo was very grateful and respectful to the old man. He was just about to ask the Flying Immortal Master if the old man had any extra fragments, so that if he cultivated the supernatural Nirvana, he would still have a chance to prolong his life.

He was halfway through his question when the Flying Immortal Master shook his head and sighed helplessly:

“What you’re thinking, I’ve also discussed with my senior uncle. The old man told me, no, his lost lifespan was a deal with fate, and it can’t be restored.”

"Even if he could recover, he wouldn't dare to, because that would lead to even more serious consequences. So, he wants to spend his last days in peace."

"Is that so..." Jiang Mo felt regretful and stopped talking.

"There is another matter to discuss. I would like to travel to the outer heavens with you for a duel. What do you say?"

The Flying Immortal Master extended an invitation, wanting to unleash his full combat power to see just how strong he was, and also to test Jiang Mo's limits.

Of course, after he said this, Jiang Mo readily stood up and agreed without even thinking about it.

"Very well, I was just worried about having no one to spar with. If I gain any advantage, please don't blame me for bullying you, sir!"

Jiang Mo laughed heartily. He knew that Fei Xian Lao Gui was also plotting something, but it wasn't convenient for him to say it out loud.

After all, you can't just bluntly say, "Hey old man, you can be my punching bag."

"Fellow Daoist is too kind. This old man will go all out to compete with you. Mystic Venerable... you'd better be careful."

The middle-aged man in the water mirror slowly stood up. He was dashing and handsome, with a face like jade, and as imposing as a heavenly general with unparalleled divine might.

The change in address clearly shows that he is extremely serious.

Who is Xuanzun? The number one master in the mortal realm.

Facing such a powerful figure, the Flying Immortal Master dared not be complacent or arrogant in the slightest.

"Go all out? That would be best. Let me experience the ultimate skills of the Flying Immortal Sect. Your disciple isn't enough to satisfy me."

“This young man is not skilled enough and has made a fool of himself. Let me, his teacher, teach him on his behalf.”

"Let's meet on the moon. I'll be waiting for you in the heavens."

"it is good!"

The instant Jiang Mo agreed, an indescribable beam of light shot out from the depths of the Flying Immortal Dojo in Kyoto, soaring straight into the sky and shaking the entire mortal realm, as if a seeker of the Dao was about to undergo tribulation and ascend to immortality.

The vast expanse of light, like a cascading Milky Way, stretched for countless kilometers in an instant, reaching the heavens before slowly dissipating.

The disciples and elders of the Flying Immortal Sect all looked on with excitement and cheered, for it was a sign of their ancestor's birth, an old man who could be considered a god-like being.

Demon kings and sect leaders from all over the world, far from the capital, saw this dazzling beam of light and were filled with awe and reverence. The aura emanating from it was far beyond their imagination and comparison. The gap between the two sides was like an insurmountable chasm.

At the same time, Jiang Mo of the Sanyi Sect gazed at the strange phenomenon at the edge of the horizon, thousands of kilometers away, and the dazzling white light was also reflected in his eyes.

"Strong enough."

He only gave a two-word evaluation: objectively speaking, the Flying Immortal Master in this state is definitely more powerful than the Flying Immortal Dao Lord phantom that appeared in the Heavenly Punishment Thunder Tribulation, and may even be faintly close to the Flying Immortal Dao Lord himself.

"Buzz!"

Jiang Mo looked up at the starry sky, took a step down, and dark purple Dao patterns flowed around him. The moment he touched the void, his figure disappeared and he was already in outer space.

A vast, blue planet lay beneath his feet, while directly in front of him was a grayish-white satellite—the moon.

With his gaze fixed on the straight-line distance between the two places, Jiang Mo took another step, walking casually through the universe as if on flat ground. Each step covered 100,000 kilometers, and in just a few steps, he arrived on the moon.

It was deathly still, but not cold. In a vast expanse of white, surrounded by ring-shaped mountains, the temperature reached over 100 degrees Celsius.

However, this temperature is like a gentle spring breeze to the Master's beings.

Not far away, a tall and majestic figure stood in the void.

He carried twelve sharp flying swords on his back and wore a Taoist robe made of flowing heaven and evil-suppressing materials. He exuded a vast and holy aura and was the Flying Immortal Master at the peak of his cultivation.

"Fellow Daoist, you've arrived quickly enough."

A divine thought pierced through the void and resounded directly in Jiang Mo's ears. The two were thousands of meters apart, simply gazing at each other in silence.

"your things."

"Take it."

"call out--!"

A blurry figure arrived in an instant, and Jiang Mo caught it with his hand. It was a fragment of a history book from modern times.

"Thanks."

Jiang Mo smiled faintly, carefully put away the fragment, then looked into the distance and transmitted his voice to the Flying Immortal Master:

"Come on, whether it's the methods of your Flying Immortal Sect or the supernatural powers recorded in the annals of history, be sure to bring them out and treat us with the utmost hospitality."

"really?"

The Flying Immortal Master still asked with concern, because some of these supernatural abilities were incredibly powerful, and once unleashed, even he couldn't control the consequences.

"You have no joke."

"Come--"

Jiang Moshuang's hair flew wildly, her true qi surged and shook the void, and her eyes showed a calm expression, ready to fight.

Chapter 492 Overpowering the Immortal Sovereign, the Land of Exile

On the surface of the moon, the boundless solar energy, like an endless ocean, sweeps across the entire starry sky.

Standing there, Jiang Mo's colorless black hole within his body spun wildly, unleashing its power without restraint. In an instant, he received an unprecedented boost, even stronger than the amplification he had received on the human world's land.