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

Moreover, the master of this secret realm beneath our feet has vanished without a trace, and everything is eerie. The elders whose memories he read clearly remember that after Yunxu Zhenjun was injured a few years ago, he had been in seclusion in the sect's forbidden area.

But he just couldn't sense the presence of True Monarch Yunxu. When exactly did he leave? Was he confronting that Demon Lord outside?

All the chaotic thoughts were considered within the infinitesimal gaps in time, in order to avoid any mistakes and protect the continuation of the sect.

The old man did not rush to kill the three invading demon lords, but instead tentatively warned them:

"You've made enough of a scene. I'm giving you one last chance. Now, go."

"!"

"!"

These words sparked outrage and grief among the crowd, with disciples and elders of the Divine Descent Sect weeping and lamenting:

"Grandmaster, we cannot let them escape! The sect has suffered heavy casualties. Please, Grandmaster, slay the demons!"

"We beg our Grandmaster to use swift and decisive measures to slay these ferocious beasts!"

“…”

However, all the noise lasted only a few seconds before it was abruptly interrupted.

The Supreme Elder, clad in the Crimson Blood Demon Armor, swept his icy gaze across the scene, his terrifying pressure instantly suppressing the entire area. The disciples and elders were so terrified that their legs went weak, they almost suffocated, and dared not utter another word.

"Let's go. Leaving now will be better for both of us."

This time it was the one-armed old man's turn to take the initiative to persuade them. His voice was cold and hoarse. He said he would let them leave, but in reality, his eyes were fixed on the three demon kings, ready to strike them dead at any time.

Having fought to this extent, they have no reason to let the other side go; they are simply buying time and assessing the situation.

Yao Wang and Yue Li, who were intercepted by the four Dao Lords, realized that they were in a desperate situation. They were extremely sensitive to danger, and those floating sect-protecting artifacts were definitely capable of severely injuring or even killing them.

However, they had no choice; from the moment they stormed in, they had no choice but to fight to the death.

Yue Min stepped forward, arriving at the forefront of the battlefield, confronting the four Dao Lords. He sneered several times and sarcastically remarked:

"Now that things have come to this, stop with the charity stuff. Today I'm going to wipe out your entire Divine Descent Sect from top to bottom."

"I'd like to see how long you old devils can live!"

"Stubborn."

The one-armed old man roared angrily, like a god's howl. The warhammer in his hand burst forth with endless lightning, transforming into one ferocious dragon after another, which instantly attacked and trapped Yue Min with overwhelming force, bombarding him relentlessly.

"kill!"

An even more terrifying burst of blood-red light exploded out. Yue Min gathered blood energy, forged it into a weapon, and wielded a battle halberd, tearing through the void and shattering numerous bolts of lightning.

Its figure hung high in the sky and disappeared in an instant. What followed was a deafening explosion. Two Dao Lords joined the battle, and all three were giving it their all. In just a few seconds, they left thousands of blood-stained trails in the sky.

That was the energy spilled out from the clash between the three, staining the entire sky red.

Both sides were extremely eager to kill, fighting to the point of bloodlust and madness. In the end, Yue Min was even better, defeating the two Dao Lords. He had been fighting for many years and his combat experience far surpassed that of these old ghosts who were half asleep.

"Boom!!"

"Boom!!"

Two meteorites fell to the earth, and a figure crashed through several towering mountain peaks, coughing up blood.

"You scoundrel, prepare to die!!"

Witnessing his brother's injury, Yue Li went berserk and decisively joined the melee. Soon, all sorts of dazzling divine powers and killing moves enveloped the surrounding area. The entire world was battered by the four Dao Lords and three Imperial Lords, causing the sun and moon to lose their color and all things to collapse.

North Corleone Island, underground caves, echoes of piercing laughter reverberate between the stone walls.

"Still not taking action?"

"Your cat and dog are about to die."

The battle lasted for 12 hours. The battlefield scene presented to Yunxu Zhenjun and Jiang Mo was that all three demon kings were seriously injured, Yao Wang was killed four times, Yue Li was killed six times, and among the four Dao Lords, one had fallen and the other three were fighting with injuries.

At this moment, both sides were panting heavily and at their limit, but overall, Shenlin Sect still held a greater advantage.

That was their home ground, and Yunxu Zhenjun's side remained highly focused, mobilizing all the power of the secret realms to reinforce the strength of the boundary wall, leaving these demon kings with no chance of escape.

It is true that the Boundary Shuttle can penetrate the secret realm from the outside, but when inside the secret realm, especially when the Master is prepared, it takes a longer time to penetrate, and there is even a very high risk of failure.

Jiang Mo ignored Yunxu Zhenjun's questioning, his gaze fixed on the armor worn by a certain Supreme Elder.

Only now did he realize that the Crimson Blood Demon Armor he possessed was indeed a life form of unknown origin, or more precisely, a species—a mysterious species that could evolve by constantly devouring blood essence.

This is precisely the most dangerous situation for the three kings. Once they are defeated and captured, they will definitely be parasitized by that demonic armor and become eternal blood bags for the Divine Descent Sect.

Even though their lives were hanging by a thread, Jiang Mo did not make a move, but simply watched quietly.

Firstly, he knew that Yue Min still had trump cards up his sleeve. Secondly, this was a feud between the Shenlin Sect and the Tianma Clan, and neither of the two seniors wanted him to get involved. Otherwise, if Yue Li had pleaded with Jiang Mo for help after the great battle six years ago, there would have been no subsequent deal between him and the two ancient ancestors of Shenlin.

Seeing Jiang Moru enter into deep meditation, True Lord Yunxu continued his teasing:

"What, our Demon Lord, can you still remain calm at this point?"

"Stop making such a racket, how about we make a bet?"

Jiang Mo spoke calmly, his tone devoid of any emotional fluctuation.

"Oh? What should we bet on?" Yunxu Zhenjun let out a dry laugh, a sharp glint appearing in his eyes.

“Those old devils, we can’t take them down. Even with you constantly making underhanded moves here, we still can’t take them down.”

Jiang Mo gazed into the old man's eyes and said slowly:

"I'll gamble with your life. If they fail or are unable to escape the secret realm, I will let you go and grant you the freedom of the Divine Descent Sect."

"Of course, this is just my opinion. As for whether or not to continue killing your old friend from the Flying Immortal Sect, that's another matter."

"If they win, I'll personally send you on your way, how about that?"

Upon hearing Jiang Mo's suggestion, True Monarch Yunxu fell silent. He did not agree directly, but instead questioned in a cold voice:

"With them? A few livestock can't turn the world upside down unless you intervene directly or secretly help them and leave them a way to turn the tables. Otherwise, they have no chance of winning."

"If I were to intervene, a single talisman would be enough to wipe out those four old ghosts."

Jiang Mo rejected Yunxu Zhenjun's guess and asked him one last time: "Will you bet, or not?"

"..."

The old man remained silent for a long time without answering. The battle on the screen became increasingly intense, showing no signs of abating. The Taotie among the three kings was once again destroyed. All sorts of thoughts were shaking the resolve of True Lord Yunxu.

Moreover, there are the methods left behind by our ancestors and sages of all ages...

After hesitating for a moment, True Monarch Yunxu slowly raised his head and announced his decision: "Alright, I'll take your bet."

"We'll see." Jiang Mo smiled slightly, confident.

Within the secret realm, Yue Li was covered in wounds, coughing up blood repeatedly. Most of his demon bones were shattered, and one of his arms was blown off by the raging lightning. He was no longer the powerful figure he once was.

The Taotie beside it was also panting heavily, with a terrible hole in its chest, a wound caused by a black arrow. After being reborn many times, it was getting weaker and weaker.

Only Yue Min, who was still fighting bloody battles at the front, maintained a combat strength close to his peak.

Aside from the first time it unleashed its supernatural power and lost control of the backlash, resulting in its physical body shattering, it has never been killed head-on. This is mainly because its recovery speed is too astonishing; even when Dao Lords fully unleash their magical artifacts, they cannot kill it with a single blow.

In contrast, the three surviving Dao Lords were becoming increasingly unstable. It was already a miracle that they were able to break free from the blood coffin and fight fiercely with these demon race masters. As time went by, their strength would only continue to decline severely until they died of old age.

The old man who controlled the remaining eye of the Divine Ancestor showed a hint of struggle. At his current limit, he could still use this eye as a killing move to release the Light of the World twice in a row, but he was not sure if he could kill two of the three demon kings in two chances.

If he were to attack the two weaker ones, he might be blocked by the strongest one. Having learned from past mistakes, he was worried that his supernatural powers would be stolen by the other party.

In a split second, this battle-hardened 'Master' was caught in a dilemma, but then made a sudden decision, telepathically commanding the two people beside him:

"Hold them back! I will summon the ancient ancestor to descend and send these wicked beasts on their way!"

"it is good!"

At the same time, Yue Min noticed that Yue Li and Yao Wang were recovering from their injuries at less than a third of their original speed. If they continued fighting, there was a risk of them being captured alive. He frowned and urged them on.

"You guys go first, I'll hold them off here."

"No! Brother, let's go together."

Upon hearing this news, Yue Li felt as if struck by lightning and could not accept it. It would rather fight to the death than live a life of dishonor and abandon its brother with whom it depended for survival.

"Are you insane?" Yao Wang roared. "If you stay here, you'll only die!"

"Leave? You can't leave anywhere!"

"This place is not a place you can come and go as you please."

A cold laugh came from the void. The one-armed old man actually used the Law of Heaven and Earth to transform into a giant thousands of meters tall. His Storm Hammer also expanded countless times, like an inverted mountain.

"Boom!!!"

He unleashed all his strength as he slammed down the heavy hammer, leaving no one within hundreds of miles any chance to dodge. Taotie and Yue Li revealed their true forms to meet the attack.

Soon, another Supreme Elder also used his supernatural powers to hold back Yue Min, and the battle became increasingly intense.

At this moment, the prepared old Master formed hand seals, his body radiating a brilliant holy light, and continuously chanted ancient incantations. His body was covered with obvious cracks, as if it were ceramic that could shatter at any moment.

In his prime, he could summon the ancient ancestors to descend, but now that he is old, even he himself is not very confident, and he is risking his own demise to perform the summoning.

Amidst the endless thunder in the sky, an ancient portal appeared across time and space, gently pushed open by a pair of large hands, and a weathered gaze descended from beyond the heavens.

"Ancient Ancestor, please help me!"

The old master roared to the sky, his white hair flying wildly. He burned his blood energy to the extreme, capturing three minutes for the arrival of the ancient ancestor. These three minutes were enough to torture and kill those demon kings dozens of times over.

"!!!"

Jin Huang's soul, with an ethereal appearance, emerged from that ancient portal. The terrifying and powerful divine might of it, even with just a distant glance, sent chills down the spines of the three demon kings. This was an existence that they could not possibly contend with!

However, after the call, the old master did not see the arrival of the ancient ancestor. The seemingly young but actually ancient figure stood quietly in the sky, not daring to descend to the mortal realm.

No matter how the elders and thousands of disciples called out and prayed sincerely, the three generations of ancient ancestors remained unmoved, their gaze growing increasingly cold.

It's not that he doesn't want to help, but that he can't.

This situation was beyond his expectations. He never imagined that this aging descendant could actually cross time and space to contact him, summon him, and even burn his lifespan to offer his body as a vessel for his descent.

Unfortunately, he remembered what he had told the Demon Lord: only two masters of the Divine Descent Sect could summon him and the second-generation Ancient Ancestor of Divine Descent, but there was still one here!

He also knew that Jiang Mo was the powerful backer behind these three demon kings, and that Jiang Mo was definitely watching their every move from somewhere.

Is it about to happen?

Will die!

Chapter 501 The Game, The True Form's Fate

The few seconds of silence from the third-generation ancestor of the Divine Descent plunged the disciples and elders into panic. Could something have gone wrong?!

Even the elderly Dao Lords could not understand why the Ancient Ancestor was reluctant to descend, given that there was a sufficiently powerful vessel available.

"Boom!"

"Boom!"

Two colossal beasts, each blotting out the sky, were fighting against two giants who seemed to embody the laws of heaven and earth. Yue Min fought and retreated, his peripheral vision fixed on the figure suspended in the dome. The other party gave him a feeling of being able to reach the heavens and the earth, but judging from the current situation, that person seemed to have some concerns.

The only plausible explanation is that Jiang Mo was guarding outside the secret realm, which is why the other party dared not come down.

"Ancient Ancestor, please come to me!"

Just then, a furious shout reverberated across the battlefield, interrupting everyone's thoughts.

The owner of the voice was gradually reaching his limit. The old master used the supreme secret technique of divine descent, burning his lifespan and using his physical body and soul as a guide to build a portal for the sages in distant times and spaces. It was extremely difficult.

His already aged body was covered with dense cracks, resembling a shattered piece of porcelain, as if he were enduring immense torment every second. His face was contorted as a result, especially his teeth, which were almost crushed between his lips, and a large amount of blood seeped from his lips.

"..."

Seeing this, Yue Min's eyes were filled with ruthlessness. Taking advantage of his illness to kill him, he had no intention of giving that mysterious being a chance to descend, and tried to use his magic to interrupt it.

It pressed the void forward with its left hand and pulled backward with its right, pinching the boundless blood energy between its two fingers and condensing it into a scorching and terrifying arrow feather, surrounded by rolling evil energy.

This is one of the three great divine powers passed down by the Pegasus Clan since ancient times: Sunfall. According to the clan's inherited memories, their ancestor cultivated to the supreme realm and was even able to shake a star in the sky with a single arrow, causing it to fall to the vast earth.

"Boom!"

In a brief and rapid moment of charging, the arrow emitted an eerie, blood-red light. Yue Min released his fingers, and the arrow shot out in an instant with terrifying speed. The distance of ten thousand meters seemed like a mere foot, and the changes in the entire world were slowed down countless times by a speed that was almost as fast as time itself.

At this critical moment, the giant clad in crimson demon armor realized something was wrong and quickly appeared.

"Bang!!!"