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

Yue Min spoke without restraint, his emotions slightly agitated:

"Five hundred years, at most five hundred years, and Tianyuan will be integrated with the outside world. In these five hundred years, we have become stronger, but haven't they also become stronger?"

"Our group has almost reached the pinnacle of the world. In the future, we are destined to become the primary targets of those forces, either to be enslaved or killed. They will never negotiate terms with us gently. War is always cruel, and what's more, they want to find the whereabouts of the three innate magic artifacts, so their methods will inevitably be brutal."

The words it spoke resonated deeply with Yue Li and Taotie, while the Flying Immortal Master frowned slightly but did not voice any objection.

Aside from Yao Wang, who was kept in the dark, Yue Min, Yue Li, Fei Xian Yu Zhu, and Xuan Hua all knew that they had another option: to abandon the entire world and, like the ancient Shen Lin Zu Shi from long ago, embark on a time-space exile to another place to protect their lives.

"Young friend, I just want to ask you two questions: How important is this world to you? Would you hand it over simply because of the pressure from the three major powers?"

"Does it matter...?"

This question made Jiang Mo momentarily dazed. He respected Yue Min's inquiry and was willing to give a truthful answer, so he did not rush to reply but instead recalled the past.

He was nearly four hundred years old, with memories spanning thousands of years, and he possessed twenty-six fragments of historical records. His soul had long been washed away by countless waves of history, leaving him with little humanity.

Even his living disciples are still worth his concern.

As for humanity, he intended to nurture them, hoping that through various trials they would grow strong and rise to the level of standing proudly at the top of the world, but this was only a faint expectation.

With his supernatural powers, he can lock onto a substitute world at any time, or travel to the depths of space. Therefore, the arrival of the three major forces poses no threat to him. Even if the heavens were to fall, he could still turn the tide and protect his disciples.

Years later, all his old friends had passed away, and he was a stranger to the world.

He might turn around and leave without any intention of stopping the three major forces after they arrive, or he might fight to the death for the masses who have nothing to do with him. But the time in between is unknown. People change, and Jiang Mo cannot be sure what choice he will make at that time.

The atmosphere inside the pavilion was very quiet, as the three demon clan masters and the two elders of the Flying Immortal Sect awaited Jiang Mo's answer.

He remained silent for a long time before slowly speaking:

"I wasn't born here, but I grew up here. My joys and sorrows, everything about me, are all here. The world itself is not important to me."

"But the promises I made to my teachers, senior brothers, and the sages of the sect are very important to me."

"Even if this world is destroyed and ravaged, I will not back down an inch."

“What you think, young friend, coincides with my thoughts. I am also unwilling to give up this vast land of the Nine Provinces to cultivators outside Tianyuan. I am willing to fight to the death, even if it means my soul is scattered.”

Yuemin placed its left hand on its heart, making a solemn promise. It had lost the ancestral land of its race and wandered with its ancestors for thousands of years. Now, it did not want to repeat the same mistakes. It was determined to protect the people within its territory.

"My brother and I are of one mind and will never compromise," Yue Li said, clenching his fist.

When it was Yao Wang's turn, it chuckled and declared its stance with murderous intent:

"I am on your side. Even if I am coerced or tempted, I will not submit to that damned emperor or monarch."

"If we're going to fight, let's fight to the death. I'll devour them. If you really piss me off, I'll swallow their hundreds of millions of people, across three continents and twelve prefectures! I'll shatter their imperial dreams of hegemony to pieces."

"Cooperation is impossible, but contact is inevitable. We can feign compliance and make the most of our resources to intercept more intelligence. Whether it's making empty promises or using coercion, we just need to get something useful. We'll wait for the right opportunity to strike decisively."

The Flying Immortal Master spoke calmly, his mood not too bad. He would deal with whatever came his way.

Holding multiple fragments of historical records, he could also use the technique of isolation from the world, sacrificing a third or half of his life to gain higher cultivation and master stronger supernatural powers.

"By the way, these are for you. They contain the language and script of the Daye Dynasty."

Jiang Mo conjured four pale white orbs of light at his fingertips and distributed them to everyone.

They all touched it and refined it in an instant. Their expressions changed in unison. The most obvious change was that of the Flying Immortal Master, who seemed to be greatly shocked and instantly understood the name of the northernmost prefecture of the Heavenly Dynasty on the map - Flying Immortal!

"Senior Uncle, what exactly is this...?"

"The patriarch went out and made great achievements there, which are rare in the world."

Xianhua spoke slowly, his withered fingers pressing on the map, zooming in on the thousand capital cities within Feixian County.

"He once assisted the second emperor of the dynasty in quelling internal strife, killing several martial saints who were equivalent to peerless Dao Lords, and helping him to sit firmly on the throne. He cast statues of gods in twelve prefectures and attracted hundreds of millions of believers, which lasted for nearly a thousand years."

"However, the succession to the throne in an imperial dynasty cannot be interfered with by the second emperor. It requires the offspring of the royal family, the royal family, and the officials and generals to fight each other to determine the sole victor, who will then be qualified to inherit the throne."

"The third emperor was not the legitimate son of the second emperor, and he had never met the patriarch. Due to various interests, he eventually dismantled the twelve statues."

"......"

Upon hearing this, the Flying Immortal Master's pupils constricted sharply. He hadn't expected his ancestor to be so powerful that he could influence the throne of the imperial dynasty.

At the same time, he vaguely guessed that his senior brother must have an important task to entrust to him.

Sure enough, the next second, Xianhua said earnestly:

"Our ancestor left something for us there. When the two realms connect in the future, you must go to Feixian County at all costs to seize the treasure there. And young friend Jiang will do his best to cover your way there."

"You should catch up on the lessons you've missed, or you'll ruin your chances at a crucial moment."

"!"

The connection between the preceding and following statements was so seamless that the Flying Immortal Master was almost telepathically connected with the old man, instantly understanding what the so-called treasure truly was.

The embodiment of faith in the patriarch!

The combined faith of millions accumulated over a millennium, coupled with his own terrifying cultivation level, makes him a formidable force.

A faith body cultivated in this way can almost perfectly replicate all the power of one's previous life, and it is a pure weapon capable of killing peerless Dao Lords and flawless Martial Saints!

At this moment, the Flying Immortal Master dared not slacken and quickly responded:

"Disciple understands and will follow your instructions, Master Uncle."

“This matter is of utmost importance. I cannot bear to see our land fall into ruin and all living beings enslaved by outsiders.”

"Ling Chuan, let me ask you this: if I asked you to give your life, to give everything, to defend this world, would you be willing?"

The old man's eyes were bright and alert as he awaited the response from the Flying Immortal Master.

"Your disciple is willing!"

“Then recite the mantra to me,” the old man continued.

"it is good."

The Flying Immortal Master was completely unpretentious. He knelt on one knee before the elder and made a vow, his voice resolute and firm: he would rather die than live in dishonor. No matter what choices he faced in the future, he would never change his original intention to give this world to others.

Chapter 515 The Five Ancient Races

After the Flying Immortal Master finished reciting the incantation word by word, Xuan Hua reached out to help him up. Taking advantage of the presence of the three demon masters, he made a request:

"Since we are all gathered here today, let us make another vow."

"Let us unite as one, face this calamity together, and never reveal any secrets about today's or future cooperation. We will also refrain from turning against each other. What do you three think, young friends?"

"OK, alright."

Jiang Mo nodded in agreement; his attic hadn't been this lively in a long time.

Along the way, fewer and fewer people were able to stand by his side. Now, only these Masters and Dao Lords are qualified to fight alongside him.

“Okay, that suits me perfectly.”

A gentle smile appeared on Yue Min's solemn face.

The saying "Those who are not of our kind will surely have different hearts" also applies to the demon race.

Even with Jiang Mo acting as a bridge, providing an opportunity for both sides to build trust, Yue Min, Yue Li, and Yao Wang still harbored reservations about the Flying Immortal Sect.

The cultivation level of the Flying Immortal Master was truly terrifying. The longer they interacted with him, the more they realized how unfathomable he was.

That breathtaking sense of oppression was no less than that of Jiang Mo, and even more deadly and dangerous due to the difference in their relationship.

The one who felt it most deeply was Taotie, who followed the Flying Immortal Master to overseas destinations and visited nearly a hundred secret realms.

I witnessed the old man, with a condescending and extremely indifferent attitude, informing those kings of the secret realm that anyone who dared to disobey would be exterminated immediately, showing no mercy whatsoever, and being utterly domineering to the extreme.

Without the restrictions of the True Word, the Three Kings were genuinely worried that one day when Jiang Mo was no longer in Tianyuan, these humans would turn their butcher's knives against them.

The group reached a consensus, and then six distinct voices rang out simultaneously, chanting incantations and imposing heavenly constraints on each other.

Soon, the ceremony ended, and everyone sat around the table, drinking tea and chatting.

"Gentlemen, if I may be so bold, at your current cultivation progress, when will you be able to reach the pinnacle of the King Realm?"

"Is there any hope of reaching the Dominator Realm within five hundred years?"

The Flying Immortal Master spoke in a relatively calm and slow manner, which was a matter of great concern to him.

If the three kings can cultivate to the peak and become ancient demon kings, and with the blessing of a secret realm, they will barely have the ability to stand alone. On this basis, if they can break through to the Dominator Realm, that would be even more joyous news.

Even for an old monster as experienced as him, who had lived a lifetime and knew the history of the past two thousand years, and had heard of and witnessed the peerless demons that appeared in various places, none of them were at the Sovereign Realm. They were all beings such as Demon Kings, Demon Emperors, and Ancient Demon Kings, so he couldn't help but feel disappointed.

Xuan Hua and Jiang Mo were listening from the side. Yue Min, without any hesitation, slowly explained in response to the Flying Immortal Master's question:

"In our demon race's cultivation, the Ascension Realm is divided into nine heavens. One must pass through three trials of human calamity, three trials of earthly tribulation, and three trials of natural disaster. Each trial is a different heaven. Once one ascends to the ninth heaven, one becomes the ultimate being, which is what you call the Ancient Demon King."

"And at the ultimate level, due to differences in bloodline, the strength of individuals can vary drastically."

"Any demon king who has reached this stage must sever the six corpses of their old body if they want to break through again. These six corpses are good, light, evil, wickedness, anger, and greed. This process takes anywhere from a hundred to several hundred years. After that, the remaining half is to nurture one's own demonic life divine fire, awaken the ultimate bloodline, master innate divine powers, and finally achieve great success and become the ruler of the demon race."

"So, what are you now...?"

"The King Realm is at the eighth level, and there is still a distance to the ninth level."

Yue Min told him the truth: after the revival of the mountains and seas, it only had the cultivation of the sixth level of the King Realm. However, by refining the secret realm and consuming various treasures of heaven and earth, it made rapid progress and entered the eighth level in less than a few years.

Even with the blessing of its master status, this eighth-level being was still no match for any ancient demon king; at most, it was only qualified to fight with all its might and survive.

After it finished speaking, Yue Li and Yao Wang also unveiled their plaques, both of them being at the seventh level of the King Realm.

"Ten years, just ten years, and I will be able to break through the barrier and ascend to the Ninth Heaven, but the Sovereign Realm is still a long way off."

Yue Min said earnestly, "This is its most accurate self-awareness, without the slightest error."

"Where are you two?" Jiang Mo asked, looking at Yue Li and Yao Wang.

"I am not as good as my elder brother. It will take me forty or fifty years to enter the Ninth Heaven and reach the Sovereign Realm. I dare not hope for it. I will take it one step at a time."

The kind-hearted old man, with a dignified face and upright posture, spoke slowly.

When it was Yao Wang's turn, it said confidently and calmly:

"My bloodline is unique, but I have recently reached a bottleneck and cannot break through. If I cultivate normally and have the support of a secret realm, I can reach the ninth heaven in twenty years and become a ruler in a hundred years."

"Oh?"

"what?!"

"A century-old ruler?"

Upon hearing this, everyone's expressions changed. With their keen eyesight and insight, they could naturally tell that Yao Wang was not deliberately making things mysterious.

Jiang Mo smiled immediately, his interest piqued, and asked him for advice:

"Senior, you said you could become a ruler in a hundred years. Could you tell us the secrets behind this? If it concerns the fundamental secrets of our clan, you don't have to tell us. We can skip it."

"Hey! There's nothing I can't say. Clan? Clan my ass! I've never seen a single member of my clan since I was born."

Once Yao Wang started talking, he went on and on:

"The two brothers from Wushan can at least rely on each other for survival, but my unfortunate background is terrible. To this day, I still don't understand my origins. It's as if I'm the only glutton left in the whole world."

"But as my bloodline continues to recover and its concentration increases, I also gain more and more inherited memories. I know that our clan's ancestor had three rulers in a time too distant to trace."

"Our bloodline superpower, Black Devour, can transform seven times. I am currently stuck at the third transformation. If I break through to the fourth transformation, my ability to devour and refine will increase dramatically. I can reach the Ninth Heaven and become an Ancient Demon King simply by eating like crazy."

"The fifth transformation, the sixth transformation, it's all about eating, eating, eating! Eating people, eating demons, eating the sky, eating the earth, eating everything that can be eaten and everything that can't be eaten. The Sovereign Realm is not an insurmountable mountain for us, but a predetermined destination. And how quickly we reach this destination depends on how fast and how much we eat."

Upon hearing this, everyone was shocked. They never expected that the Taotie clan would have such a powerful background. Just one race had produced three supreme gods of the demon race. This was beyond terrifying.

After saying that, Yao Wang put his arm around Jiang Mo's shoulder and grinned mischievously.

"Otherwise, why would I have made such a boast that I would devour the Great Ye Dynasty? If I really reach the seventh transformation, I might not be without a chance."

"Young friend, how about another day, you take a look at which secret realm you don't like, wipe it out, and let me eat my fill, have a few more meals. Hey, the fourth transformation, the ultimate realm, isn't that a piece of cake?"

"Alright... let's talk about it another day. I'll keep an eye on it." Jiang Mo raised his cup and sipped his tea.

"By the way, Uncle-Master, there's something else I don't understand."

The Flying Immortal Master was perplexed and spoke frankly:

"Throughout history, the human and demon races have always been evenly matched rivals. Logically speaking, with cultivators like myself and Xuanzun on the human side, the demon race should also have beings at the Sovereign Realm. So why have they never appeared in the world?"

"Could they have sensed these dramatic changes in the world, perhaps even earlier?"

"They are there."

Xianhua smiled faintly and explained, "In the ancient war, although the demon race was defeated, our human race also suffered heavy losses."