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

The man who came with him, Xianhua, still looked like an old man, except that his hair was much less gray and his face was less wrinkled. Although his blood and qi were stronger and hotter than before, he was still like a dormant volcano that was declining.

"You two have arrived."

Jiang Mo invited them to sit down, personally brewed tea for them, and discussed various matters, offering them a choice.

"The root of the plague... is it a vengeful spirit conceived by the will of the world? No wonder it's so terrifying."

"Since the humans and demons from beyond the realm have already started their war, it will soon affect us as well."

Fei Xian Yu Zhu and Xuan Hua both sighed in different ways. They each took the teacup that Jiang Mo handed them and drank it gently.

"Young friend, what are the chances of success if you take it out?"

"Thirty or forty percent, I can't guarantee more than that," Jiang Mo roughly estimated.

"Not bad, you have such a high degree of confidence. I'm just afraid that the root of the plague will go back on its word after obtaining the Undying Blood Armor, or collude with the Demon Emperor to ambush us."

Xianhua calculated with her fingers and then took out her magic artifact to cast a divination, but her cultivation was far inferior to the other party's, so she could not get an accurate answer.

"Sir, there's no need to worry. I'm confident I can kill it."

Jiang Mo said calmly, "Let alone an ancient emperor who is sealed and extremely weak, even if the Sunset Demon Emperor dares to come and stop me with two Myriad Calamity Treasures, I would not mind killing him until blood flows for thousands of miles."

"Yes, Master Uncle, please don't worry. Even if Jiang Xiaoyou and I can't defeat their encirclement, it won't be difficult for us to leave alive."

"Please rest assured, I will definitely awaken the ancestral master's spiritual body."

The Flying Immortal Master smiled slightly. Without even hesitating, he decided to fight alongside Jiang Mo in the outer realms.

"Alas, you must be extra careful. I am old and cannot help you with matters outside. You must be cautious, remain calm and composed in the face of adversity, proceed step by step, and be steady and methodical..."

Xianhua earnestly gave him instructions. He had a general understanding of the situation outside the realm and knew how terrifying those supreme Dao Lords and Nine Palaces Rulers were.

Jiang Mo and the Flying Immortal Master are both juniors he highly regards, the kind who can carry the banner of the human race. If they were to fall into the outside world by accident, not only the human race, but the entire Tianyuan would be doomed.

However, each person has only one innate magical artifact, which adds up to only two, yet they are surrounded by six or seven, or even more, innate magical artifacts.

Just thinking about it made Xian Hua's scalp tingle, her mind a mess, and a sense of powerlessness filled her body and mind.

"By the way, there's one more thing."

Jiang Mo remembered something and recounted the secret he had obtained from the root of the plague—the origin of the innate magical artifact—to the two of them.

"The body of faith left behind by your ancestor is comparable to an innate magical artifact. After thousands of years of sedimentation, it may have developed intelligence and even undergone transformation."

"Senior, when you awaken Him for refining, do not be negligent, lest an accident occur."

"!"

"Alright, thank you very much, young friend. I will keep it in mind."

The Flying Immortal Master became more vigilant. Although he respected his ancestor, he would not be so foolish as to put his own life in danger.

After all, it's normal for the ancestral master's faith body to be more powerful than later faith bodies. Moreover, after thousands of years of being sealed away, it wouldn't be surprising if a change had occurred.

"Come, let's drink tea instead of wine and wish for our triumphant return."

The Flying Immortal Master raised his teacup high and clinked it with his senior brother's and Jiang Mo's teacups, producing a crisp sound, before drinking it all in one gulp.

"Come!"

"Establish a mind for the heaven and earth, establish a destiny for the living people, carry forward the unique teachings of the past saints, and create peace for all generations."

Jiang Mo felt a surge of heroic spirit and drank three cups with the Flying Immortal Master. He hadn't felt this happy in a long time.

He was not alone on the path he walked; at least he had like-minded friends by his side!

"How wonderful! How wonderful!"

The Flying Immortal Master's eyes gradually revealed a sharp edge, and he laughed loudly repeatedly. He almost wished that all the battles would come at this moment, so that he could sweep them all away and eliminate all obstacles.

"Young friend, I wonder if you could tell me how much my current cultivation level is inferior to that of the Sunset Demon Emperor from beyond the realm, the Sect Master of the Void Sword Sect, and the Grand Preceptor of the Great Cause?"

"I dare to ask, Flying Immortal Master."

He had heard that Jiang Mo had killed a clone of the Sunset Demon Emperor, and he was very curious, so he simply asked him directly.

"you?"

"You've reached the Immortal Palace. Although your cultivation systems are different, you have the support of a magical artifact, and the two elixirs will repair your foundation, narrowing the gap..."

"With the blessing of the Immortal Mirror, he could probably fight against a Dao Lord in the late stage of the Heavenly Heart Realm."

"You can kill that avatar of the Sunset Demon Emperor, but its true form wields two Myriad Calamity Treasures, and you are no match for it."

Jiang Mo stared at the Flying Immortal Master for a long time, sensing the strength of his cultivation, and finally gave this affirmative answer.

"good....."

"Thank you for your guidance, young friend. I think I know what to do now."

Upon hearing this, the Flying Immortal Master revealed a confident smile.

Based on Jiang Mo's assessment, he knew he was no match for the Sunset Demon Emperor, or even some of the supreme Dao Lords and Nine Palaces Sovereigns from beyond the realm.

But is he afraid? Absolutely not.

The ultimate secret technique of the Flying Immortal Sect, the pinnacle of supernatural powers—the Ultimate Key to the Dao—was his last trump card.

If they were to truly encounter a desperate situation, they would have no chance of survival.

He wouldn't mind gambling on that one in a billion chance to push his cultivation to the ultimate level.

By awakening a universe within one's body and resonating with that world, one can achieve a sublimation of ultimate power, capture inexhaustible true qi, take a step into 'Holding the Great Void', and turn the tide of the universe!

Chapter 585 The Empire's Decision Is Above All Else

Countless light-years away in the silent Milky Way, an endless wormhole twists and turns, like a transparent and writhing giant mouth, slowly spewing out a massive amount of light.

It's called a spot of light, but that's just a strong visual difference created when compared to the vast universe. If you look closely, it's not a spot of light at all.

They were clearly a vast fleet of warships traversing the universe, numbering over 100,000, emerging from the wormhole in an overwhelming manner. The smallest of them were over 100 kilometers long, and there were even steel monsters nearly 1,000 kilometers long, like Kunpeng soaring through the starry sea.

"Boom!"

"Boom!"

Each warship trailed a dazzling stream of light, leaving blinding marks in the void, as if lava had burned through a curtain.

Time flies by, yet it seems to stand still.

In the blink of an eye, the massive fleet had reached a distance of tens of light-years. Within the navigation area, a thin film of unknown blue light covered each warship, increasing the overall speed like a flock of geese in flight.

At maximum speed, over 100,000 warships swept across one vast star system after another at unimaginable speeds.

At the core, surrounded by numerous warships, lies a massive silver-red planet, which is also the strongest and largest mothership of the Starry Sky Human Civilization, inhabited by billions of Starry Sky Humans.

At this moment, inside the Empire's Supreme Council Building, Leader Tuvelvis, 20 elders, and 128 district heads were all present.

Elder Dross, who was in charge of the Empire's spacetime technology, was a thin old man wearing a loose black down robe, with half of his face digitalized into particles. He sat to the left of the leader.

The elder in charge of the highest achievements in biotechnology, Laiyun, was a charming woman with a high purple ponytail and a platinum research coat. She sat on the other side.

The two were undoubtedly elders whose power and reputation were second only to the leader within the empire. The other eighteen elders were arranged in different camps of the two sides, followed by 128 councilors who followed different elders.

In a solemn atmosphere, Lai Yun slowly rose, her slender, jade-like fingers lightly touching the void in front of her. Then, she casually pulled to the left, and suddenly a dense array of experimental data appeared suspended in the air, coming into view of the high-ranking officials.

The three slender figures condensed by light particle projection technology are unlike any previous gene warriors. Their appearances are completely different, but their gene nuclei are exactly the same. They were cloned from a parallel universe counterpart of a Master.

The three genetically engineered warriors, codenamed [Mysterious Shadow], [Dust], and [Hidden Feather], are most notably distinguished by their rank: SSR+ Sequence Warriors.

The moment they appeared, the elders and high-ranking officials present were all astonished. This was the strongest single combat force besides the warships. The empire only had ten of them at the moment!

Before they could react, they heard Lai Yun's melodious voice.

"The Immortal Evolution Project has ended. The targets captured from different time and space have been iterated and modified to achieve a level of cloning that surpasses the original in all aspects and data."

"We used the most expensive and advanced methods to cultivate these three clones, fully developing the potential contained within their cells to the extreme, so that they successfully possess combat power comparable to the Sequence Gods."

"Yes, you heard right. Even without piloting a mech, they are qualified to compete for a place in the top ten."

Lai Yun's tone was very natural as she gave her speech. She then swiped the virtual screen to show a real-time monitoring video. Inside the core base of the Imperial Research Institute, there were three clones of Jiang Mo, sleeping in fluorescent green cylindrical containers, their bodies covered with tiny nanomechanical external neural network tubes.

"We also implanted countless combat memories into the brain and permeated the cells and flesh, allowing the pinnacle of fighting skills to be integrated into instinct."

"The three fruits you see now are the strongest selected from 100,000 parallel universe counterparts, and the perfect creations that were finally born after millions of clonings."

“Apart from the lack of a secret realm, they are no different from the Masters of the homeland. In fact, I can say with certainty that even the most elite Masters might not be their match.”

"This concludes my experimental report. As elders and councilors of the Empire, you have the right to know. I have finished my report. If any of you require the deployment of experimental subjects to carry out missions, please submit a joint report to me."

After finishing his speech in one breath, Lai Yun bowed slightly to the crowd and then took his seat.

With a "whoosh," hundreds of copies of the experimental data, which had been suspended in mid-air, were instantly copied and flown in front of the high-ranking officials present for their review.

Meanwhile, unnoticed by anyone in the three containers of the core base, the dormant clone in the leftmost container, 'Dust,' was undergoing a transformation. A soul lurking in the deepest, smallest, almost void sea of ​​consciousness was slowly awakening.

Inside the conference room, the higher-ups were increasingly shocked as they looked at the experimental data. This was far superior to any of their previous gene warriors who had piloted a War God-level mech, with the data showing a crushing advantage.

"It seems that the Dao Lords and extraordinary beings of this homeland do indeed have unique abilities. If they are utilized properly, their future research value will be immeasurable. In my opinion, why not try to win them over first?"

Elder Zavo, who held sole military power in the empire, seemed to be deep in thought when he suddenly uttered these words, changing his previous stance of supporting Dross's destruction of all life in the Abyss.

The elder had gray hair, a robust spirit, a dignified face, and sharp eyes.

If Jiang Mo were also present, he would definitely recognize this old man as the one who had tried to win him over with the lure of 'becoming an immortal' in the artificial space and then cursed him after failing to do so.

Zavo's initial plan was that, given the subterranean humans' detection of an anomaly in the dimensional space of their homeland, which was the entrance to a much larger world, they would simply and brutally activate the Star Destroyer Cannon to blast through space with a powerful explosion and enter that world.

However, the astonishing experimental data provided by Laiyun shook Zavo's mind. The bodies of the Dao Lords and Demon Kings who lived in their homeland were a considerable and precious resource.

Moreover, the Empire possesses a massive fleet and overwhelming strength, capable of suppressing all forces on its homeland. There is no need to rush into that unknown, mysterious space. It is safer to accumulate strength first and then launch a full-scale attack when the time is right.

Even if the continuation of the imperial civilization is imminent, a few more years are not a problem. With their technology, they can analyze the fundamental reasons for the strength of many extraordinary beings in no time.

When Zavo made his suggestion, Dross remained silent, while the other elders and councilors responded intermittently with echoes of agreement.

Leader Tuvelvis carefully reviewed the experimental report, a satisfied smile gradually appearing on his face. He said calmly:

"Elder Zavo's statement is also within my consideration. Ultimately, most of the people in our homeland share the same blood as us."

"Three thousand years ago, our ancestors were defeated and driven away from their homeland by those Dao Lords and Demon Kings, wandering the starry sky. We are lucky."

"But those humans living in the mortal world are unfortunate, as they have become puppets kept by those secret sects, whose fates are manipulated at will."

Tuvelvis's gaze was steady, his voice strong and resonant, as if he had made a firm decision, and he said with conviction:

"If possible, I would like to help them break free from their shackles without destroying their homeland, and even... integrate them into the empire, allowing them to undergo genetic modification and cultural baptism."

"Lord Weiss, isn't this... a bit inappropriate?"

Some aristocratic interests tentatively countered that they were unwilling to accept the creatures of their homeland.

"I understand and strongly support capturing Dao Lords and Demon Kings from our homeland for research. However, bringing those ignorant humans into the empire's embrace is a blatant injustice to all the citizens who have shed blood and sweat for the empire so far."

"They think they can enjoy the same treatment as imperial citizens because of your kindness, because they look similar to us, and because of a nearly severed connection?"

"Forgive my bluntness, but this is unrealistic, and I absolutely disagree with those strange monkeys daring to lie on the lifeline of the empire and frantically suck blood."

An obese elder, leaning on a cane, sternly and incessantly refuted the argument, his attitude clear and vehement.

Not only him, but also 128 district councilors opposed it. The laws of the empire have strict limits. How much power, wealth, reputation, and respect a citizen can enjoy depends on how much he contributes to the empire.

Those people from their homeland whom they had never met had absolutely no reason to receive the same treatment as citizens of the empire.

Of course, most of the councilors and elders represent the interests of the Starry Sky Human Race itself, and they will not allow the leader's wishful thinking to undermine the interests of the Empire and force the human race of their homeland to be incorporated into the Empire.

"Elder Zefer, please do not be angry."

"Lord Weiss merely mentioned the proposal; there's no need for you to make such a fuss."

“I think he’s right. How many of us, or even all the citizens of the empire, can turn a blind eye to the plight of our own kind who share the same blood?”

"It takes time for barbarism to evolve into civilization, and it also takes time for ignorance to evolve into wisdom. I believe in their potential, and based on this, I also agree with His Excellency Weiss's decision."

A short, elderly man spoke in a deep, muffled voice.

He objected to Elder Zeph's statement and corrected him, saying that the people of the homeland should not be compared to parasites.

"Knut, have you considered how many of the Empire's resources are needed to feed those seven or eight billion people in your homeland?!"

"Your kindness is not meant for making such absurd decisions!"

Before the fat elder could refute, a member of his camp spoke up for him.

Instantly, a jumble of arguments and debates echoed throughout the magnificent and luxurious conference room. The leader remained silent, but his brows furrowed more and more noticeably.