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

"Ah."

Jiang Mo turned around and revealed a warm smile. Before him were Chengzhen, Lu Jin, Shuiyun, Zhuge Yu, Sichong, and others.

How long will you be gone this time?

"It can take anywhere from a few days to a month or two."

Will you be able to come back safely?

"can."

"Uncle-Master, is there something... you're hiding from us?"

"Have."

"Junior brother, you look haggard. You need to rest well and not overwork yourself."

"know."

He responded to each of his disciples' nagging, observing their hesitant, somewhat worried and troubled expressions.

Jiang Mo couldn't help but smile and said:

"What? Are you worried about me?"

"..." Everyone was silent.

"Very well, I'll leave later and talk to you then?"

"Everyone, do you still remember your original purpose for cultivating?"

As Jiang Mo spoke these words, the moonlight streaming in from the window fell upon him, making him appear exceptionally gentle and divine.

"Xiao Lu?"

"Zhuge?"

"Senior brother?"

"Water Clouds".

"Chengzhen."

Jiang Mo murmured their names, sighed softly, and before they could answer, said:

“You have all told me your original intentions for cultivation. Whether they have changed or not, I remember that you have never sought the Dao in order to become immortals.”

"In that turbulent, war-torn Republic of China, when myths had faded, becoming an immortal was simply too far-fetched for you, nothing short of a pipe dream."

"Some of you cultivate diligently to repay your sect; some cultivate for the sake of good, wanting to help the weak and punish the strong; and some cultivate to achieve peace of mind and body."

"But in any case, whether you care or not, from the moment you embarked on this path, there was a question that you were destined to have to face."

"Is becoming an immortal even possible?"

Everyone remained silent, simply staring at Jiang Mo, not understanding the meaning behind his words or why he was saying them.

"There are some things I can't tell you because I don't want you to worry about me or put too much pressure on yourself."

Jiang Mo's voice came again: "I only hope that you can spend your own peaceful time, whether you learn skills, cultivate your mind, or enjoy the wonders of the world. There is no right or wrong, no high or low."

"As for me, this old man who is the pillar of the nation, it is only right to pave the way for those who came before and seek blessings for those who come after. While I still have some strength, I will take a few more steps, so that you young people will suffer less in the future."

Jiang Mo was still smiling faintly, his tone like that of a patient and encouraging teacher, and also like that of a somewhat mischievous child.

Upon hearing this, some people recalled all the hardships they had endured along the way, and tears involuntarily streamed down their faces as they sobbed and wept.

Si Chong looked even more dejected, with his head bowed, and the old man was also feeling uneasy.

Just a few days ago, he inquired with a senior member of the demon race and learned some information, only to find out what crazy things his junior brother was doing.

“You need me, and humanity needs me. Most of the time, I will only do this voluntarily if I am willing to do it. Otherwise, no one can stop my decision, not even fate.”

"But in the end, it was my selfishness and wishful thinking that led me to disregard your feelings."

"I was just speaking from my perspective, thinking that keeping things confidential from you was for your own good. Putting myself in your shoes, what you really want is for you to stand with me no matter how terrible the disaster is."

"Although your cultivation level is insufficient, you are still living, breathing human beings with your own emotional needs and the ability to express them."

"You wanted to help me share that distress and repression, or at least suffer together, which would make you feel much better. On the contrary, the comfortable time you gained at my expense has caused you immense pain and made you feel like you were sitting on pins and needles..."

How could Jiang Mo, who possesses the Eye of Truth, not know their feelings?

I should still apologize to everyone. Can you forgive me?

After a moment of silence, Jiang Mo said with a slightly apologetic smile, as bright as the warm spring sun.

He raised his arms and opened his arms wide. People slowly stepped forward. Some stopped crying, some hugged him tightly, and others earnestly advised him to be careful and straightened his clothes.

"The secrets you want to know are all here. After I leave, you can choose to see them or not. It's all up to your feelings."

Jiang Mo gathered his Qi, and with a slight change, a piece of paper imprinted with many characters appeared, which he placed on the tea table.

With his current level of cultivation, creating things at will is merely a matter of a single thought for him.

"That being said, immortals may not necessarily exist, but the 'immortal realm' described in ancient books does exist."

"That is an infinitely vast and wonderful world. After I have settled these trivial matters, I will give you a great gift and take you to the Immortal Realm. How about we all become 'immortals' together? It will put an end to a trivial wish."

"Becoming an immortal is not important to us, but you are important to us... Please come back safely, Uncle-Master."

Zhuge Yu said, his eyes barely concealing the tears welling up.

"I promise you, I will come back."

Jiang Mo smiled calmly and added, "I will never break my promise."

"Good...good...become an immortal, become an immortal..."

"Be safe and sound, we're waiting for you to come back... so we can move into the Immortal Realm together."

As if tears were streaming down his face, he mumbled in a trembling voice.

She looked up and stared at Jiang Mo with all her might, as if she didn't want to forget his face and was afraid that he would never come back.

"Then, I'll take my leave now and return to see you all."

Jiang Mo waved with a smile and turned around.

As everyone watched him go, he transformed into a streak of light that pierced the sky and vanished in an instant at the horizon.

Chapter 542 Mortal Transformation, Walking Through the Long River of Time 1

Nemo Point, the most remote location in Tianyuan, is where the sea breeze blows gently in the dead of night. The boundless black ocean exudes a terrifying and oppressive atmosphere, as if a giant sea monster lurks beneath the surface, ready to devour its prey.

Dark clouds formed a pitch-black canopy, covering the edge of the field of vision. One astonishing array after another had already been set up a hundred miles away. In the center of the sea, there was an altar emitting a blue light, floating like a lotus.

On the altar, Xuan Hua's expression was solemn. He held a soft, fine white jade wolf-hair brush in his left hand, dipped in ink made from the essence blood of an ancient king and ten-thousand-year-old iron shadow ore, and waved it wildly in the void.

The characters, like iron locks and silver hooks, suddenly appeared like molten lava, deeply imprinted on the colorless void. They were all arranged in ancient script, neat and uniform, possessing a mysterious charm and beauty, with faint blue Daoist patterns flowing between them.

This gentle and handsome young man held a Starry Night whisk in his right hand. It was classical and elegant. With a gentle wave, countless mottled starlight would leap and revive, as if they were alive, and fall down towards the altar at his feet to form special array patterns to maintain the structure and basic laws of the great array.

Not far away, three demon kings and the Flying Immortal Master were watching.

"Fellow Daoist, how much longer will this formation take?"

After waiting for a week, Yue Min asked the Flying Immortal Master, "I have been here all this time, but I can't figure out the origin and function of this formation, or even its degree of completion."

"Have you seen the beginnings of that crimson sun?"

The Flying Immortal Master pointed to a crimson phantom on the north side of the altar, which was still a somewhat wrinkled, not-quite-round sun.

"The sun, moon, and stars—this is only the first layer of the architecture; it will be completed in a day or two."

"Once the Red Sun is completed, it will be followed by the Bright Moon, and after the Bright Moon, there will be the Big Dipper, making a total of nine constellations."

"In addition, we need to sculpt all things, from the sky, mountains, rivers, lakes and seas above, to the mortal world, grass and trees, metal and stone below, and in between are you and me, these living beings."

"The process won't be that quick... I estimate it will take another month or two."

The Flying Immortal Master's tone was filled with undisguised respect. He knew the true origin of such an array, but this was the first time he had seen his senior master set up an array. It was the highest secret technique of the Heavenly Evolution lineage, Creation of the Azure Sky.

"Just take a look, don't try to memorize or replicate it. No living being can create an identical array without the assistance of the Heavenly Evolution lineage's techniques and special materials. If you're a little unlucky or lack the right methods, you might even incur divine punishment."

The Flying Immortal Master added another sentence, intentionally or unintentionally giving a warning to a certain cunning and greedy scholar who was stealing knowledge.

"Alas, fellow Daoist, what are you saying? How could we be demons who would do such despicable things!"

Yao Wang, sensing the unspoken meaning, chuckled a few times in agreement, putting on an honest and simple demeanor, but in reality, he was secretly suffering.

It and the Yue Min brothers guarded this place for more than a week. It was focused on recording every detail, but it had a faint headache. There was always a memory that would mysteriously disappear, as if it didn't belong to it.

The more it tried, the more it wanted to try. In the end, it was all for nothing after seven days and seven nights of hard work. It even forgot the initial steps of setting up the formation.

"On another note, fellow Daoist, would you mind explaining the principles behind this formation to us? If it involves sect secrets, then forget it."

At this moment, Yue Min also pressed for answers. It wasn't asking these questions to spy on anything, but mainly because it was worried that if Jiang Mo entered the formation and something unexpected happened, it would be completely clueless and unable to offer any help.

"The supreme technique of the Flying Immortal Sect's Heavenly Evolution lineage, Creation of the Azure Heaven, is the name of this formation."

“In the distant past, the Heavenly Dao Lord possessed two supreme skills: one was to see the will of Heaven, and the other was to create the heavens. No one throughout history has ever been able to learn the former. It was a kind of innate divine power born from that old senior’s special physique, which allowed him to communicate with all the spirits of the heavens and directly grasp all the secrets of the world, as easily as walking in a garden picking flowers and breaking branches.”

"The latter is a formation created by Tianyan Daojun in his later years when he reached the state of perfection. The principle is to create a world that is highly similar to or even the same as the real world, so as to accommodate the will of heaven to descend to earth, reside in it, and be briefly spied on, misappropriated, sealed, etc. by the caster."

"Divine intervention? Sealing? What are all these things?"

Yue Min was slightly stunned upon hearing this, never expecting that the human race would have such means to interfere with the will of Heaven.

"To put it simply, different places in the world experience different kinds of rainstorms and droughts, right?"

The Flying Immortal Master had a certain understanding of 'creating the heavens', so he gave a general explanation:

"It is fate that determines which place will suffer from drought or flood, but we can also use formations to manipulate fate, turning drought-stricken areas into flood-stricken areas, and flood-stricken areas into drought-stricken areas."

"To disregard the established laws governing the fate of all living beings for one's own desires is to misappropriate."

"For example, if a sect that is hostile to us discovers an unprecedentedly large spiritual vein in this era, it is a gift from the heavens. We can also use 'creating the heavens' to transfer this favorable fact to our Flying Immortal Sect, and transfer the disaster that should have been ours to other sects. These are some of the categories that 'appropriation of the heavens' can achieve."

As the Flying Immortal Master introduced the sect, Yao Wang, Yue Min, and Yue Li all maintained calm expressions, but their hearts were in turmoil. Did the Flying Immortal Sect really have such methods?!

No wonder it has been able to prosper for over five thousand years without ever declining, and has continued to stand at the pinnacle of many of humanity's secret realms.

The Flying Immortal Master's lips curled into a meaningful smile. He knew what these demon kings were thinking, but he was too lazy to explain. Instead, he continued:

"Another function is to seal it, to seal the perception of the world by the will of heaven."

"You all know that killing, once it reaches a certain large number, will create karmic burdens and lead to divine retribution, right?"

A sudden thought flashed through Yao Wang's mind, and he blurted out instinctively:

"So, in other words, you can do whatever you want during the period when the will of heaven is sealed, whether it's massacring cities and destroying countries, or annihilating an entire race, and you don't have to worry about being burdened by karma in the secret realm?!"

“Yes,” the Flying Immortal Master admitted.

"But this formation is not so easy to control. As you can see, my senior master is already at his peak, and we still need young friend Jiang to join forces to bear the backlash from the will of heaven."

"Other immortal sages would not have had such excellent assistance, and therefore it would have been difficult to reproduce this miraculous formation that is unique in the human world throughout the ages."

The more Yue Min listened, the more horrified he felt. To think that such a thing as manipulating fate was utterly incomprehensible. He frowned and asked:

"If we succeed, will there be any additional costs?"

"Of course, this is unavoidable. For a period of time after the Heavenly Will descended to earth, it realized that it was not its world and thus rose up in resistance. As the one who set up the formation, it is necessary to withstand the divine punishment brought about by the backlash."

"That's why I advised you not to touch it. If the means of creating the world are too poor, it will be destroyed by the Heavenly Consciousness in the first place. At that time, let alone using it, you won't even have time to run away. Under the tribulation lightning, all living beings will turn to dust."

The words of the Flying Immortal Master completely shattered Yao Wang's little fantasy. It swallowed its saliva resentfully, secretly thinking that it had luckily escaped a calamity.

Just as they were talking, a snow-white light appeared in the distant sky, and then Jiang Mo appeared on the altar and walked towards the Flying Immortal Master.

"Is everything okay?"

"Everything is fine."

Jiang Mo gazed intently at the altar, watching the nascent myriad forms gradually take shape at its center. He noticed the heavy expression on Xuan Hua's face, as if she were bearing immense pressure, her mind highly focused. She murmured a sigh of admiration:

"Thank you for your hard work, senior. How much longer?"

"In a month or two, my senior master will know that you are coming. He specifically asked me to tell you to prepare yourself and take you to receive the faith body of my sect, in case of emergency. At that time, you will be the main bearer and will suffer severe divine punishment."

The Flying Immortal Master held a jade talisman in one hand, infusing it with his true qi, and immediately activated a teleportation array that led directly to the Flying Immortal Secret Realm.

"Shall we go?" he invited.

"no."