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

Si Li raised his wine cup and chatted and laughed with the kings and the Sun-Devouring Demon Emperor.

Little did it know, the treasure it sought was right before its eyes.

Chapter 526 All Fifteen Immortal Bodies Emerge

In the dead of night, the bright moon hangs in the sky, and the mountains and forests are silent.

Inside the Cleansing Pool of the Flying Immortal Sect, the time it takes for an incense stick to burn passes in the blink of an eye. Jiang Mo, who was sitting cross-legged there, trembled slightly with his eyelashes. Then, he opened his eyes and breathed softly through his mouth and nose, with a shimmering white aura flowing between them.

He is recovering very well.

The once clear pool water beneath his knees was now nearly one-fifth murky, and the karmic black mist that should have clung to him, obscuring the sky, had vanished completely without a trace.

The Flying Immortal Sect accumulated over five thousand years of merit, completely offsetting the karmic consequences of annihilating the underground human race and destroying the Heavenly Heart Jade.

As Jiang Mo slowly got up and left the pool, he noticed the murky water and immediately realized what had happened. Feeling deeply ashamed, he apologized to the old man waiting for him.

"I'm ashamed to have caused you trouble, senior."

"It's nothing, I hope you can recover."

Xianhua smiled kindly. He had long anticipated this scene, but he felt no heartache whatsoever. Instead, he said with a slight sense of relief:

"Young friend, I'm glad you're alright."

"The karma here has been temporarily resolved, but the next time it will be much more serious... We must act cautiously and leave room for maneuver."

Let's take it one step at a time.

Jiang Mo understood the old man's implication: the fate of the 72 billion Starry Sky Humans and the Chaos Cauldron held by the Demon Clan. If war broke out in the future, the cauldron would inevitably be destroyed, and the resulting karma would be unimaginable.

At this moment, Yue Min, standing to the side, observed Jiang Mo's reborn appearance and clicked his tongue in amazement:

"Sure enough, after coming out, I felt much calmer and more peaceful. My anger and murderous aura were completely subdued. Compared to before, I felt a refreshing feeling."

“Indeed.” Jiang Mo smiled slightly.

"Give."

The next moment, Yue Min held a jet-black giant sword and handed it to Jiang Mo. It was the Wuliang Jun sword that had been shattered during the fierce battle in the starry sky.

While he was cultivating, Yue Min went to the starry sky and used fragments of the Book of Time to go back in time and repair the heavy sword.

"Thank you."

Jiang Mo accepted the sword, filled with emotion. As his cultivation level approached the limits of the world, the number of weapons that could suit him and provide him with enhancements was dwindling.

Thinking of this, he was slightly distracted. If it were the second true body, the strength of the physical body alone would be far superior to that of Wuliang Jun. A casual punch or kick would be far more powerful than the sharpness of a sword.

In the fierce battle with the Heavenly Heart Jade, if Wuliang Jun were one or two levels higher, Jiang Mo was confident that he could kill all nine ancient gods and the Heavenly Heart Jade in one fell swoop.

Unfortunately, I couldn't go.

"Young friend, are you troubled by the lack of a suitable weapon?"

Seeing Jiang Mo's hesitation, Xuan Hua smiled and extended a generous invitation:

"Come with me to my sect's treasure vault. There are also a few fine sect-protecting magical artifacts for you to choose from."

“Sir, it’s not right to take your things for free. I would like to exchange them for the secret techniques I possess.”

Jiang Mo immediately became interested and decided to take a look. With a flick of his wrist, seven supreme secret technique manuals from the sects he had destroyed appeared in his right hand, which he handed to the old man.

"Heh, young friend, your collection is quite extensive."

Without giving it a second glance, Xianhua took them all, put them into her storage ring, and then took a step forward.

"Walk--"

"call out!"

A blue bridge of immortality appeared before them, leading straight to a palace high in the clouds. Jiang Mo and Yue Min followed the old man's footsteps and soon arrived at the gate of an ancient war treasury.

Xianhua stopped and began chanting obscure incantations, drawing runes with one hand and continuously injecting them into the massive, city-wall-like bronze iron gate.

A moment later, the seal on the sect's treasure vault was broken, and a terrifying, murderous aura swept in like a massive tsunami, causing Yue Min's expression to change drastically and his steps to tremble.

It felt a deep-seated fear, sensing one terrifying aura after another within that pitch-black treasure vault.

Jiang Mo, on the other hand, looked quite surprised, as if he had seen the world.

"Rumble!!!" The giant bronze gate trembled violently at Xuan Hua's gesture, shrinking back to both sides and opening its doors.

"Da da da....."

The old man walked at the front, and what came into view was a dark and desolate palace. On the left and right sides, there were one after another the natal magic artifacts left behind by the Dao Lords and Masters of the past.

The central hall features a lifelike illusion of a starry universe, with countless stars floating like mountain streams, moving and gliding along a specific, extremely slow, and highly regular trajectory.

Beneath the starry sky stood fifteen figures, undoubtedly the ancestors of the Flying Immortal Sect, both men and women, all maintaining the appearance of middle age.

These figures of faith, frozen at the peak of their combat prowess in life, remain like sculptures after death, silently guarding the treasure trove of the Flying Immortal Sect, bringing blessings to future generations.

Even though he knew they were inanimate objects without consciousness, Yue Min still felt a chill when he looked at them up close. Those faith bodies were exactly like living beings, at least in his perception, and he couldn't find any flaws.

Each person's body was a pure, luminous white, as if it had been nourished by moonlight.

Jiang Mo glanced around and found that there were only two Dao Lords in the middle stage of the 'Jianxian Palace', five in the late stage, and seven at the peak.

Without a doubt, all seven Masters throughout history, from the second to the eighth generation, were at the peak of their power, with the fourth Master's faith body being the most powerful.

Judging from the faith left behind by the powerful cultivator who mastered the 'Supreme Key', Jiang Mo believes that this person may have taken an even greater step than the peak.

"These are the sages of my Flying Immortal Sect throughout history."

"Normally, besides me, only Ling Chuan, the sect leader, and the two supreme elders can enter this treasure trove. But to awaken them, only I can do so at will."

Xianhua's eyes showed a look of reminiscence. He was also reluctant to part with these faith bodies, but he knew that in the near future, they would be useful in resisting the backlash from the divine will brought about by the deduction, as well as in fighting against the alien races. He was afraid that he would not be able to return.

However, he only paused for a moment. Then, after regaining his senses, he led Jiang Mo to the right side where many magical artifacts were displayed, pointing to the blood-red spear that was closest to the main hall and located at the head of the table.

"Look, does this suit you?"

"The Dragon Flame Blood Spear was forged after the Ancestral Realm was perfected and flawless. It fought against the Blood Demons and the Demon Clan, killing several Blood Demons at the Supreme Realm and three dragons whose bloodlines had returned to their ancestral form. It used their essence blood to forge the Divine Sun Holy Iron. Its killing power is the greatest among all weapons."

"The spear is forever wreathed in dragon flames, and a blood-red light flashes like lightning. It is thirteen feet long and as heavy as the thirty-three heavens. Without the strength to hold the four seas in one's hands, it is difficult to lift."

"Unfortunately, after the ancestor forged this weapon, he was already in his twilight years. He only wielded the spear once, shattering a star in the sky with a single shot."

"After the patriarch passed away, this Dragon Flame Blood Spear was left to the masters of later generations. However, they did not have the physique to match the patriarch, nor did they like such a heavy object. Therefore, it was left as a memento and was left to gather dust here for generations."

With a gentle lift of his hand, the Dragon Flame Blood Spear, which was embedded in a stone base carved from blood-red crystal, flew up in an instant, shaking off the dust, and flew towards him as light as a sword and as swift as a bird.

The old man held it in one hand, glancing at a talisman pasted on it, and whispered instructions to Jiang Mo:

"The seal on it is in effect. This item is as light as a feather, but once it is broken, it can weigh as much as Mount Tai. Young friend, come! Give it a try?"

After saying that, the old man handed the blood-red spear to Jiang Mo.

"This...this can shatter a star?!"

Upon hearing this, Yue Min's pupils widened instantly. He couldn't imagine what kind of monster the Dao Ancestor of the Flying Immortal Sect was, and he was also shocked by the power of this spear.

"Ah."

"It's just that it's strong in attack, but it can't compare to innate magic weapons. However, after them, it should be among the best in the world."

Hearing Xuan Hua's voice, Jiang Mo took the blood spear with one hand, a smile appearing on his lips. He casually peeled off the talisman, and instantly, an unimaginable weight came crashing down on him, trying to pull his entire body down.

However, Jiang Mo, who was prepared, gripped the spear steadily and felt its unparalleled weight. It was several times heavier than the Wuliang Jun, the sect's treasure weapon inherited from the Three Ones, yet he found it surprisingly comfortable and easy to handle.

"Senior, you are too kind. This gun is indeed to my liking."

"Then keep it safe and look forward to the day when it will bring you great glory and fame throughout the heavens."

Xuan Hua immediately presented Jiang Mo with the Dragon Flame Blood Spear, and then said with a smile:

"Aside from the two additional destructive effects of dragon flame and blood light, it doesn't have any other supernatural powers."

"There are many more magical artifacts here. Why don't you choose one or two more?"

"No need, this one tool is enough."

Jiang Moxin had doubts, but he didn't hide them and asked the old man directly:

"Senior, if I were to use it to clash with the Chaos Cauldron, would it shatter?"

"Hard to say."

Xianhua gave an ambiguous answer: "Its material is Divine Yang Holy Iron, a rare and precious iron extracted from the depths of the sun. It is the hardest known substance in the world. Theoretically, only weapons of equal material or extremely powerful supernatural abilities can shatter it."

"The Chaos Cauldron is the most robust of the three artifacts. Its defense and material are unknown. It was created by the operation of the rules of heaven and earth and possesses countless supernatural powers. It might really destroy it."

"After all, when a person is exhausted, the highest praise for a magical artifact is that it is a masterpiece of craftsmanship, while an innate magical artifact is one with boundless heavenly power and is perfect to the extreme. The Dragon Flame Blood Spear is naturally no match for it, but it can last longer, which to some extent gives you the qualification to fight the Chaos Cauldron head-on for a short period of time."

"If we can shatter the Chaos Cauldron at that stage, that would be ideal. In any case, the longer it drags on, the more likely the weapon will approach its limit and break."

"Okay, senior, I've got it."

Jiang Mo did not feel disappointed, but rather content and happy. The amplification of the Dragon Flame Blood Spear was five times stronger than that of the Boundless Jun Spear, and he had gained a lot.

A moment later, the three left the War Treasury and moved to the old man's residence, the Bamboo Courtyard. Before they even reached the courtyard, a beam of immortal light streaked across the sky and arrived in an instant. The newcomer was the Flying Immortal Sect Master. He quickly clasped his hands in greeting and reported to Xuan Hua:

"Master, something's happened in the East Sea! The old Dragon King there has been targeted by the demon race, as has the Wolf King of Tianshan. They've both been courted. The Demon Emperor of the True Demon King's Court has promised to help them obtain the secret realm and become rulers. Those vanished ancient demons are about to reappear!"

"Moreover, someone has secretly informed the ancient demon race that they are very likely to appear at the appointed time on the moon tomorrow!"

"Where did this information come from?"

Xianhua's expression suddenly turned serious; this was not a good sign.

"Just now, the Dragon King contacted me, hoping that we could react as soon as possible to prevent a surprise attack from the ancient demon race tomorrow. The Wolf King's personal visit was for the same reason."

The Flying Immortal Sect Leader spoke fluently, recounting everything that had happened an hour earlier, including the important news that the True Demon King's Court had ten rulers and one supreme demon emperor.

"Of all times..."

The unease in Xuan Hua's heart grew stronger and stronger. He had witnessed the terror of innate magical artifacts firsthand. The divine cauldron, which was on par with the Heavenly Heart Jade and was given the name 'Chaos', might unleash even more terrifying power under the control of the Demon Emperor.

"They actually showed themselves on their own initiative?"

Jiang Mo's heart remained calm and undisturbed.

"That's fine, it'll save us from trouble later."

"Ten rulers?!"

Yue Min raised an eyebrow in thought. The number was indeed beyond his expectations, but it wasn't a serious threat.

Of the 24 Kyushu Masters who attended the meeting, along with the 84 powerful individuals from overseas, their side still held the advantage, and the situation remained under control.

Most importantly, the question of who is stronger between the Xuanzun and the Demon Emperor will determine everything.

However, before it could lower its guard, it heard the Flying Immortal Sect Leader say again:

"According to the Wolf King, seven of the ten rulers possess secret realms, while only three do not..."

The master of the secret realm is no less powerful than the late-stage master of the Immortal Palace in humans. This is the combat power that only the top sects should have. After Jiang Mo slaughtered one side of the secret realms in the Nine Provinces, only one top sect was left. The others were either mid-level or bottom-level.

Such forces are often led by masters who are at the peak of the 'Other Shore' realm, or at the early or middle stages of the Immortal Palace realm. They are no match for the seven rulers.

As for the powerful figures overseas, they are even more likely to betray the ancient demon race at any time, so it is impossible to expect them to stand up at the critical moment and start a war against the ancient demon race.

So, it seems that there is only one option left for now.

"Ah....."

"The timing is extremely clever. Since they want to come, then let's play along to the end."

Xuan Hua turned to ask Jiang Mo for his opinion:

"Young friend, what do you think?"

"I think they want to die."

"We will wait for the rabbit to run into the tree stump, and we will block the enemy when they come. If the demon emperor comes, I will personally kill him if he dares to cause trouble."

Jiang Mo's voice was cold and clear. He had a warlike nature and had rarely met his match over the years. Now that the so-called Demon Emperor had been born, he was even more eager to try his luck and hoped to have a good fight.

"Well said, with your words, even my withered and cold blood can't help but boil."

Xianhua immediately ordered the Flying Immortal Sect Leader to stay in the mortal realm and observe the situation.

He then led Jiang Mo and Yue Min back to the War Treasury and reopened its gates.

Thousands of years have passed, and the fifteen incarnations of faith once again have the opportunity to slay demons and monsters and make their fame resound throughout the world!