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

Jiang Mo, who was drinking tea, sensed something and clearly heard Lu Jin's plea for help.

His movements paused slightly, and a smile involuntarily appeared on his lips, like a patient hunter finally spotting his prey. His figure then swept across the sky and earth, arriving with overwhelming force.

"Um?!"

"What do you mean?"

The woman in palace attire suddenly frowned, a strong sense of unease creeping over her. She then coldly demanded, "Native, what have you done?!"

"Wait! What's that?!"

Just then, the dozen or so cultivators present all saw a burly figure emerge from the void without warning.

His skin was as white as frost, his eyes were cold and indifferent. He was dressed in a Taoist robe with gold and white colors intertwined and flowing clouds. He did not look like an ordinary cultivator at all, but rather like a celestial lord who had descended to the mortal world. He was untouched by the karma and worldly affairs of the mortal world. Even when he concealed his aura to the extreme, he still made everyone feel terrified.

"No...no!! How could this be!!"

The golden-haired elder, whose cultivation was the strongest, roared inwardly, utterly unable to believe what he was seeing. A being who appeared to be a supreme Dao Lord had been summoned by that native in such a bizarre way?!

Chapter 505 Prisoner

Jiang Mo simply observed these outsiders quietly. The old man leading the group was of unknown age but possessed considerable strength. He was a lower-level demon king, and it seemed that he was being suppressed and unable to fully display his true strength. His strength had been reduced from 100% to about 80%.

The two middle-aged men standing beside him, one of whom had gray hair and wore a black robe, had a hideous scar on his face that ran diagonally from his left eye to his right chin.

His murderous aura was contained with exquisite skill, like a full water vat without any leakage. His strength was at the peak of the Quasi-King level, yet it was clearly suppressed. Otherwise, he would definitely be a Demon King level powerhouse.

The other person, whose skill level was comparable, wore a striking blue robe. His hand rested on a horizontal sword shrouded in blue light at his waist. He was extremely vigilant, as if preparing for a conflict that could erupt at any moment.

Their strength, like that of palace women, had all fallen below the royal level.

At this moment, facing Jiang Mo, who was at the Master level, they didn't even dare to breathe loudly. The other young talents, who were mostly between 30 and 40 years old, were surprisingly strong. If it weren't for Tianyuan's suppression, they might have been powerhouses who had reached the Quasi-King level.

Leaning against the ancient tree, Lu Jin saw his martial uncle arrive from across realms, and in his true form at that. A great weight lifted from his heart, and he let out a long sigh of relief. He then continued his report:

“Uncle-Master, these people claim to come from a world beyond this world, and they see this place as an abyss.”

"Ah."

"I see."

Jiang Mo noticed the slain quasi-demon king out of the corner of his eye and couldn't help but smile with satisfaction. He encouraged Lu Jin, saying:

"Well done. You've improved a lot since I last saw you."

"However, now is not the time to reminisce. You should go back first."

"Okay." Lu Jin nodded in agreement.

With a casual wave of his hand, Jiang Mo created a void portal that suddenly engulfed Lu Jin and teleported him to Trinity's headquarters for recuperation.

"..."

The dozen or so outsiders who witnessed this scene felt their scalps tingle. What on earth had they just seen? A native of the Heavenly Abyss had opened a void passage with his bare hands?!

The blond old man's breathing became erratic, and beads of cold sweat dripped down his cheeks.

The Dao Lord before him was an existence he could not contend with, even without the suppression of Tianyuan, it was far from possible.

The old man immediately concluded that Jiang Mo was a native because the language he spoke did not belong to any of the three thousand languages ​​outside of Tianyuan. Moreover, in the Tianyuan Forbidden Zone, if an outsider were to tear through the void with his bare hands, he would inevitably be subjected to the most brutal suppression.

These two clues alone convinced the blond elder that this was a supreme Dao Lord born from the local land.

Fear filled the crowd, and they stood frozen in place, at a loss for what to do. In just a minute or two, they had gone from hunters to prey.

"Hmm... Interesting."

Jiang Mo secretly manipulated the Book of Time, directly witnessing all that happened in this world. Furthermore, the Eye of Truth plundered the emotions of these dozen or so people, from their initial arrogance to their unease, apprehension, and now fear.

"call out!"

Suddenly, the woman in palace attire was struck by a terrifying force, catching her off guard and sending her flying horizontally in front of Jiang Mo without warning.

"Snapped!"

Jiang Mo locked the man's throat with his left hand, activated the Eye of Truth in his palm, and began to penetrate the man's brain and assimilate his language.

"Ah..!!!" The woman realized her brain had been invaded and screamed in pain, but she was unable to struggle. It was as if an invisible hand was firmly gripping her body, ready to crush her into a pool of blood mist at any moment.

However, what she feared most was the restriction in her mind. Once the madman in front of her touched it, there would be no way out; she would be instantly annihilated.

Seeing their companion in such a predicament, the blond old man and the group of family experts remained silent.

They were well aware of the disparity in strength between the two sides, and could only suppress their anger and fear, remaining calm. If they acted rashly, they would surely be annihilated.

In less than a few seconds, Jiang Mo tossed the woman in palace attire aside as if she were trash, then communicated with the group of outsiders in a fluent foreign language:

"How did you get in?"

"There is... a special spatial rift through which we came."

The blond elder answered under immense pressure. He and the white-haired man locked eyes, and he sensed an aura from the other man that was even more terrifying than that of the clan head. Even the clan's patriarch might not be able to defeat this man.

"Can we go out?" Jiang Mo asked again, his expression solemn.

Over the years, he and the Flying Immortal Master have often traveled to various places to search for the boundary of the Heavenly Abyss, but they have never found it. Even when they made an agreement with the Divine Descent Sect, they did not know where the so-called boundary was.

"There's no way to go back. We entered Tianyuan on the orders of the family head to settle down and multiply."

"It's easy to get in from the outside, but it's incredibly difficult to get out. Unless we wait for hundreds of years until the laws of the two realms are balanced, the boundary will gradually dissipate."

The blond old man revealed some information that was permitted to be disclosed under the restrictions.

"Then I'll trouble you all to come with me."

Jiang Mo smiled slightly, waved his hand, and the entire world suddenly shifted and the space itself was turned upside down.

Before anyone could react, they were transported from the depths of the Southern Frontier to an underground cave on North Kolai Island.

The area is covered with transparent threads, and there are traces of fire everywhere. In the nearby area, ashes are scattered all over the ground.

"Ah! Where am I?"

"Are we being held captive? What exactly do they want?"

"Don't...don't kill us, we mean no harm."

"Oh no, we can't get out."

While the younger generation of the family was still in a state of panic, the pupils of the two middle-aged men who were quasi-kings, the woman in palace attire, and the blond old man all contracted violently, filled with indescribable fear.

The ashes displayed not far from them clearly belonged to another Dao Lord, who was imprisoned and trapped underground, and the time of his death was uncertain, possibly within five years.

At this moment, they were filled with deep regret, their faces turning extremely pale. That seemingly ethereal man had actually slaughtered a Dao Lord?!

It's easy to imagine that their fate won't be much better.

While they were still in shock, Jiang Mo directly activated his divine power 'Eternal Moment', locking onto the fourteen invaders from outside the Heavenly Abyss. Without any further conversation, he froze their bodies and souls from both the perspectives of time and space, giving them no chance to commit suicide.

After doing all this, the fourteen people stood frozen in place like statues. Jiang Mo's eyes showed no pity. He turned and left, sending out multiple divine thoughts to the secret realm of the Flying Immortal Sect and the three demon kings.

"Come see me."

The indifferent voice pierced through the secret realm, and the Masters residing within sensed it immediately. They each rose and headed to the Trinity Gate for their appointment.

A moment later, familiar figures entered the Siming Hall one after another. The Flying Immortal Master helped Elder Xianhua to his seat, and the Flying Immortal Sect Leader followed behind them with utmost respect. The three Demon Kings arrived one after another.

There were five Masters present. Jiang Mo sat in the main seat of the hall, while two human Masters and one Dao Lord, and three demon Masters were arranged on the left and right sides respectively, with vastly different strengths.

Yue Min, Yue Li, and Yao Wang observed the Flying Immortal Master and the mysterious old man up close and immediately felt intense pressure.

"Master Xuan, what has happened?"

Yao Wang suddenly sensed that the atmosphere was not good. The appearance of Fei Xian Yu Zhu and others made it vaguely realize the seriousness of the matter.

"Just now, one of my juniors encountered someone from beyond the Heavenly Abyss..."

Jiang Mo briefly described the whole story.

"So fast?"

"According to them, if the goal is to reproduce and multiply, then who knows how many similar descendants have already been lurking in this world before and after this one."

The Flying Immortal Master frowned slightly. This was completely different from what he had expected. It seemed that even the shortest possible timeframe of 500 years was not yet reached.

"Then we need to make arrangements as soon as possible and try to pry some useful information out of them," Yue Min suggested.

"Should we notify other secret realms and sects to unite and guard against these invaders from across the Nine Provinces and even the whole world?"

"If we gather all the masters of the secret realms from around the world, and we search every inch of land and sea thoroughly, what does it matter how many of them come in?"

Yue Li clenched his fist and said that his idea was quickly refuted by the Flying Immortal Master.

"No."

"The more people there are, the more chaotic it will be. With the abilities of Fellow Daoist Chen Qing and me, we can still suppress these outsiders. But once the masters all over the world learn about the secrets of the Book of Time and the Abyss, I'm afraid the entire human world will be turned into wasteland by our great war."

"However, if we don't win them over, they might become targets for outsiders to recruit."

As Yao Wang finished speaking, a ruthless smile crept onto his lips. He looked at Jiang Mo and asked, half-jokingly:

"We can't just kill them all, can we?"

"There's no need to go to such extremes."

Yue Min knew exactly what the old ghost was thinking; he just wanted a good meal. He sighed helplessly.

"But, we can still use some tricks."

At this moment, the elderly man, Xianhua, who was at the head of the left, chuckled softly, the wrinkles between his brows smoothing out. He looked at Jiang Mo and asked:

"What are your thoughts, young friend?"

"The appearance and clothing of those who descended are similar to those of the people here, and their strength is not weak either. We currently have no way to identify them."

"But if they want to seek further cooperation, they will inevitably have to go through the masters of each secret realm. The strength that outsiders can exert is limited. At their peak, they should be similar to that of an ordinary master."

Jiang Mo pondered for a moment and said:

"Let's start with the Master. That's enough. With the True Word Spell, I can use some additional methods. We're not afraid of their forces that have betrayed us and fled to the outside world. If any outsiders are found, we can detain them immediately."

"As for the extraordinary beings below the Master level, whether they are domestic or overseas, let them be. They won't cause any trouble."

Everyone tacitly accepted this explanation. Only by becoming a Master could one truly understand the absurd difference between a being below a Master and a Master.

"How's the situation overseas?"

The Flying Immortal Master pressed the Flying Immortal Sect Leader about his disciple's followers, who were spread all over the world and who could sense the memories of countless followers.

"The battles across the four oceans and seven continents are almost over. Now, there are still ninety-two secret realm forces remaining in the world."

"Should we invite them all over?"

The Flying Immortal Palm Master, having only spoken halfway, felt it inappropriate and said, "Or, could we go there privately?"

"Write an invitation in my name, at the moon. If you don't come, I'll have to trouble you all to clean up for me."

Jiang Mo showed no mercy to those extraordinary species, just as he did to demonic beasts and animals.

"it is good."

"Leave this matter to me."

The Flying Immortal Master smiled faintly. If he were to send his disciple, there would still be some suspense. However, since this matter was of great importance, he wanted to take direct action and make a final decision.

"The date is set for one week from now."

“Fellow Daoist, I will go with you and lend a hand,” Yao Wang shamelessly offered. The latter nodded, indicating that he could.

"I'd like to trouble you all to pass on a message to the people of Kyushu. Also, please bring Tianshan and the Dragon Palace along. Their kings, though not masters, are quite powerful and qualified to participate."

While giving instructions to the Flying Immortal Sect Leader, Yue Min, and Yue Li, Jiang Mo used his Qi to create paper and pen, quickly writing over a hundred letters, which he then distributed to everyone.

"There's no time to lose, so please make the trip."

"I still need to go to North Kolai Island with Senior Xuanhua to interrogate those outsiders and intercept intelligence."

"Alright! Venerable Master, please rest assured! We're off now."

As everyone set off, Jiang Mo also stood up and took the initiative to open a void portal, allowing Xuan Hua to enter.

A moment later, the two arrived at the underground cave. Jiang Mo assimilated the language of the outside world into the old man's language, and then the restraints were lifted.

Time seemed to pass in an instant, yet also in an incredibly long period. The group, now able to move again, stared at the two figures ahead with lingering fear and rapid breathing, almost filled with despair.

"Another Dao Lord?!"