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

"In ancient times, the human and demon races grew stronger and stronger. The will of Heaven wanted to support one side, to completely break the cage, and to merge with the will of Heaven. The victorious side would then be able to enjoy its nurturing exclusively."

"But as you all know, the final outcome was that the experts of the races led by the Longevity Dao Lord and the Nine Suns Demon Emperor were both severely injured, resulting in a near draw. Heaven was not satisfied with either outcome, so the matter was dropped."

"Until five thousand years ago, another person was born who was favored by the will of Heaven. He was the founder of the Flying Immortal Sect. He was supposed to go through the process of attaining enlightenment, establishing a sect, and passing away in Tianyuan. However, in his later years, he was sent directly outside Tianyuan by the will of Heaven through unknown means."

At this point, Xianhua paused for a moment, his face showing struggle, and he gasped for breath. He discovered that the memories in his mind were being interfered with by some invisible force, turning into blankness at a rapid pace.

However, he was ultimately a Dao Lord who deduced the Dao. Despite his all-out resistance, his Sea of ​​Memories remained remarkably stable, and the missing memories instantly reappeared.

Jiang Mo: "And then, senior?"

"And then..."

Xianhua paused, a hint of reminiscence appearing in her eyes, and said:

"The Flying Immortal Sect's doctrine is that the entire sect ascends to immortality. Heaven's will seized upon this point, sending the founder to a more expansive world to cultivate to a higher realm. The intention was for him to use his great supernatural powers to shatter the barrier between the two realms while he was outside, so that when he led his disciples into the Immortal Realm, Heaven's will would merge with the Heaven's will of the outside world, forming a complete whole."

"But in the end, the patriarch failed, and for reasons unknown, he passed away in the Daye Dynasty."

"After waiting for many years without success, Heaven gave up. Its new target was the Starry Sky Humans, whose technological civilization was already highly advanced at that time. It arranged for them to over-exploit resources and destroy spiritual veins to anger the secret realm sects and demon kings at that time. This led to the outbreak of war in that civilization, which then rapidly declined. One branch fled underground, and the other fled to the stars."

"Even the destiny of going to the other side of the starry sky and finding that rich planet in the vast and lonely starry sky is an arrangement of fate."

"Heaven supported the Starry Sky Human Race, enabling them to advance to a level sufficient to destroy the Heavenly Abyss. It also manipulated the Underground Human Race behind the scenes, guiding them back when their resources were depleted. This completes the closed loop."

"The will of Heaven has been imprisoned in this world for too long. It wants to go back, back to the outside world, even if it costs the lives of all living beings in the entire Heavenly Abyss. It is willing to sacrifice these lives to gain its freedom."

Fearing that she might not be able to withstand the influence of fate, Xianhua spoke at top speed, delivering the message in one breath.

These secret messages, like the morning bell and evening drum, lingered in everyone's ears, leaving them deeply shocked.

"Then... what should I do next? Do I really have to wipe out the Starry Sky Human Race?"

Yao Wang felt a headache coming on, his face showing distress, and he pondered:

"This is the hope that Heaven has placed upon us for thousands of years. Can we really stop it with our power?"

"Otherwise what? Is there any other way?"

Xianhua smiled bitterly, reiterating that this was a war from which there was no turning back and no room for compromise.

Now, these beings are threatened by the will of Heaven, the Starry Sky Humans, and the three major forces from beyond the realm, and are in a dilemma.

Either bow your head and obediently await your execution, or charge forward recklessly and carve a bloody path.

Now that the truth is clear, let's walk the rest of the way, no matter the outcome...

Jiang Mo calmly said that no matter what obstacles he faced, whether it was the Starry Sky Humans, the three major forces, or even the will of Heaven, he would do his best to resolve them step by step.

With a wave of his hand, the Flying Immortal Master sent a radiant mirror-like magical artifact flying from his arms, projecting a scene outside the secret realm. There were no tribulation clouds, suggesting that the punishment from Heaven had come to an end.

"Fortunately, they didn't continue their ambush."

"Let's recover first."

After a brief exchange, the Flying Immortal Master sent Xuan Hua and Jiang Mo to different recuperation sites within the sect, supplementing them with a large amount of pills and rare herbs to accelerate their recovery.

That night, Jiang Mo told Yao Wang and Yue Min the exact locations of the two artificial wormholes that the Starry Sky Humans had left in the Abyss, and sent them to destroy the two locations to prevent any accidents.

"call out--!"

"call out!!"

Upon receiving the instructions, the two demon kings immediately took to the air and disappeared from the secret realm at an extremely fast speed.

Jiang Mo, who watched them leave, was meditating on a mountain peak of the Flying Immortal Sect. He also took out his Reincarnation Body and fed it pills to heal its injuries.

Before dawn, the two demon kings lived up to expectations and returned to the Flying Immortal Secret Realm.

............

In the distant depths of the universe, a massive, iron-silver planet, shaped like an eyeball, is traveling at top speed. Beside it, countless warships, as numerous as locusts, float in dense formation.

Even the lowest-level warships are hundreds of kilometers long, making them veritable steel rocs soaring through the stars.

The most advanced, celestial-level structures range in size from a thousand kilometers to several thousand kilometers, making them unimaginably large.

This is undoubtedly the human race of the stars embarking on a long expedition.

There are 12 Sky-class warships, 360 Earth-class warships, 5700 Mysterious-class warships, and 89,000 Yellow-class warships.

In a bright, central research chamber of the Eternal Mothership, located in the heart of the fleet and home to over 70 billion Star Race members, an experimental test of a research project is underway.

Among those who came to supervise the experiment were Tuvelvis, the leader of the empire, and Laiyun, an elder with purple hair, wearing a platinum research suit and a charming appearance. She was the highest authority in the empire's biotechnology and the elder who had promised to descend and take Jiang Mo as her servant.

In addition, all the elders of the empire were present, with no one absent, totaling 20 people, along with 128 councilors from various districts.

These imperial nobles stood outside a special transparent energy barrier, with a tall experimental corridor beneath their feet, looking down over the entire massive core research base.

What comes into view is that on the foundation not far away, there are countless golden cubes, which are one of the ultimate weapons of the underground human race. They have the ability to travel to parallel universes and to instantly superimpose multiple universes into one place, causing individual chaos and collapse. They are specially prepared for Masters and Dao Lords.

The origin of these golden cubes lies with the Starry Sky Humans; they were sent to the Underground Humans via interstellar quantum transmission technology.

Dross, the highest scientist in charge of the Empire's spacetime technology and also an elder, has always been a strong advocate of war against Tianyuan within the Supreme Council.

This is an elderly, frail man wearing a black down jacket that drapes over his shoulders. Half of his face is that of a normal human, while the other half is a digitized form of light particles, like the physical manifestation of a network, vibrating gently.

At this moment, he was instructing his mechanical assistants to distribute identical plans to all the elders and councilors present, and then loudly proclaimed:

"Distinguished friends present, please carefully review the contents of the plan, consider it repeatedly with the highest interests of the Empire in mind, and then decide whether to sign your names and cast your indispensable vote."

Within seconds of finishing speaking, every member of the decision-making team was holding a report.

"That's settled then, let's get started as soon as possible."

Imperial leader Tuvelvis didn't even open the plan; he had already read its contents the night before. He simply handed it back to Elder Dross, nodded slightly, and voted in agreement.

Meanwhile, Lai Yun, standing to the side, opened the project proposal. Her sharp yet calm gaze quickly swept across the pages, analyzing the project's feasibility. She frowned and said:

"Is it really necessary for us to spend so many resources to recreate a mere Master?"

"Just use a cube to perform phase travel and trap them. If they refuse to submit, just kill them."

She was clearly very dissatisfied.

Because a key part of this project is related to the biotechnology institute she manages, it requires a massive amount of resources, a large number of people, and constant trial and error to create a perfect clone.

"No, he is different from other creatures, alien species, and demons."

The leader spoke up in rebuttal, his cold eyes gleaming with a faint, chilling light, and said earnestly and solemnly:

“Our people who hid underground were killed before they even had a chance to activate the three ultimate weapons.”

"You should know that even if we calculate according to the normal speed of technological development, the gap between us and our people in our homeland is only a little over two thousand years."

"But that doesn't mean they are backward or weak. In some areas, their top technology is already 20% of our level, yet they still suffered a crushing defeat. Shouldn't we be wary of that?"

"This is an unprecedented Master, and possibly the strongest Master in history."

"There is no superiority or inferiority between ancient cultivation systems and the scientific systems we are exploring. No matter how ancient or decayed their paths may be, we cannot say with absolute certainty that the monsters at the end are ones we can deal with at will."

"To ensure everything goes smoothly, I believe it is absolutely necessary to launch this 'Immortal Evolution' project."

Tuvelvis's tone was as stubborn as a rock, brooking no argument.

"The strongest Master?"

Upon hearing this assessment, a white-haired elder dressed in aristocratic attire couldn't help but scoff:

"No matter how strong they are, they're still the same. Can they destroy planets, or even stars? You overestimate them, Mr. Weiss."

"Our weapons can pierce through massive planets; what is a mere Master compared to that?"

Before he could finish speaking, a cold snort rang out, and Dross said unhappily:

"Elvado, do you know what you're saying?"

"Are you questioning the prudence of myself and His Excellency Weiss?"

"You don't naively think those Masters are easy to mess with, do you? Don't you remember how we left our homeland in such a sorry state back then?"

Despite repeated questioning, the white-haired elder did not yield; instead, he responded coldly:

"Oh, really! Lord Dros, you are truly noble. To guard against such an ant, you would expend so many of the Empire's resources, the astronomical figures written on it. If the experiment fails, will you pay for it with your life? You sinner."

"Ant?"

Deross's virtual face, composed of light particles, suddenly flashed with anger, and he spoke in a contemptuous tone:

"You've only been an elder for a hundred years. Have you finished reading the Empire's forbidden library? I've served for four hundred years. I know every page of every book in every corner of the library by heart."

"The difference between the upper and lower limits of beings like Masters is even greater than the difference between primitive apes and humans."

"It is utterly absurd to measure a Master's strength by whether or not they can shatter a star. Ordinary life-bearing planets are protected by the magnetic field of their cores. I don't know if a Master can penetrate that, but I'm telling you."

"In 6,761, on December 22nd, there were still 16 planets in the solar system. By the time we left our home planet, there were only 8 left."

"The eight in the middle were all destroyed by battles between the Masters, Dao Lords, and various alien species and demon kings. They are not as weak as you think."

Seeing that the argument between the two was showing signs of getting out of control, the leader intervened in time to stop it:

"That's enough, Dross, Elvado, be quiet."

"Since everyone has their own opinion, then let's just do our own job well."

"Humph."

The white-haired man turned his head, no longer arguing with Dross. He raised his right hand and imprinted his fingerprint on his copy of the plan. In an instant, his thoughts shifted, and clear handwriting appeared on the plan.

No.

His signature fell on the left, opposing the experiment, with the only reason given being: excessive resource consumption.

"Buzz!"

"Buzz!"

"Buzz!"

The councilors and elders present were quickly signing the proposal and expressing their opinions.

In less than three minutes, all 20 elders and 128 councilors had finished their votes, with 69 in favor and 79 against.

However, upon seeing this data, DeRozs revealed a smug smile.

He won.

Leader Weiss stood by him.

The Imperial Diet has a rule that has been followed for thousands of years without change: the decision-making power of the leader must be above that of all members and elders.

In a vote where there are multiple options and the difference in votes between them does not exceed 20% of the total, the leader's vote decides everything.

Currently, 148 people participated in the vote, and 20% is 29.6, which means 30 people. In simple terms, the side whose leader votes need to receive more than 30 votes to be completely invalidated.

With a vote difference of only 10 votes between 69 and 79, the "Immortal Evolution" plan was officially approved.

Faced with this outcome, Lai Yun, who was in charge of biotechnology, could not refute it despite her helplessness and reluctance. She could only look at Deross and warn him:

"If you want to capture them, you can. Just remember to target them with similar fates. If they are too similar, it will have consequences that neither you nor I can control."

"I keep the similarity of fate at around 70%, which is enough. If it goes any higher, I'm afraid I'll end up capturing a monster."

With a smile, Dross promised that, theoretically, the higher the degree of similarity in fate, the more similar the locked target would be to the current world's targets. They could freely choose from the range of 0.000001% to 9999999%.

The fact that they share more than 80% similarity means that they have similar destinies, personalities, experiences, and cultivation levels to Jiang Mo. The parallel universe cube cannot withstand the riots of that kind of monster.

Soon, Dross raised his mechanically modified left hand and gently touched the void. Countless network nerves appeared, as if pushing open a mysterious door. When his handprint landed, all the experimental personnel below entered the final preparation stage.

"Imperial Central Power Device, link complete!"

"Zothrain Rays, ready!"

"Activating program, enter the Rubik's Cube coordinates!"

"Search count of 100,000, confirmed!"

"God's Energy Crystal, filling begins, 1000.....4000.....23000......100000;"

Once all preparations were complete, Dross gazed at the 100,000 parallel Rubik's Cubes lined up below, his eyes gleaming with a fanatical fascination with power, and softly announced to the crowd:

"Ladies and gentlemen, the time has come to witness a miracle."

"open."

The moment he uttered the word, one after another, the golden Rubik's Cubes in the specific cooling water pool suddenly burst into dazzling light and disappeared from bottom to top.

"Boom!!!!"