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

"Kakakaka!!"

The cave, which had not been opened for more than 50,000 years, slowly opened. The cave door trembled, and an extremely brutal and bloodthirsty aura rushed towards us, as terrifying as a tidal wave.

Even the Sunset Demon Emperor felt a chill run down his spine, his mind tense, and he focused intently on dealing with any unexpected events that might occur next.

As it entered the cave, it immediately saw a blood-soaked suit of armor, tightly bound to the spot by bronze chains, unable to move.

"......"

The Sunset Demon Emperor formed hand seals, compressed space, and took away the blood armor along with its chains.

"call out--!"

A few breaths later, a black streak of light shot straight into the sky and disappeared at the entrance of the ancient road.

The Sunset Demon Emperor returned to the forbidden area of ​​the imperial city at top speed, met the Origin Mark again, and took out the Undying True Blood Armor.

Immediately, the Root Mark went along with the flow, helping the opponent's clone put on armor.

"Pfft!!"

In the astonished gaze of the Sunset Demon Emperor, the Root Plague chanted a spell, and the Undying True Blood Armor suddenly shattered, turning into countless writhing blood droplets that frantically burrowed into the Sunset Demon Emperor's skin.

"Pfft!"

"Pfft!"

"!!!"

The fragments of armor burrowed into the deepest parts of flesh and bone, the intense pain nearly causing the Sunset Demon King to roar in agony.

Its face twitched, its eyes flashed with a fierce light, its killing intent surged, and its teeth were almost ground to powder. It didn't utter a sound, and only the cold sweat that kept sliding down its face showed how cruel the torture it was enduring.

Within seconds, the entire forbidden area of ​​the imperial city collapsed under the terrifying pressure.

At the same time, the changes in its skeleton and internal organs filled it with ecstasy, causing its overall strength to surge to an unprecedented level.

The demon emperor himself stood silently watching from the side, his expression calm and composed.

It watched as its other self endured the pain of wearing the blood armor, and even though it felt the same way, it remained motionless, as if it felt nothing.

Several hours later, the demon emperor's avatar, covered in wounds, finally finished dressing.

It was panting heavily, its eyes were bloodshot, and its whole body was soaked in sweat. It had undergone a complete transformation. The Undying True Blood Armor was completely embedded in its flesh and blood, and its limbs were covered with faintly visible scales.

Compared to its original physical state, the clone has increased at least twofold. It is no exaggeration to say that the clone is now stronger than the original body, wielding three great spiritual treasures and becoming the number one ruler in the world.

At this moment, exclamations of praise originating from the root imprint also slowly arose:

"Incredible! You actually withstood the backlash and activated one-third of the Blood Armor's power. Not bad, extremely good!"

"You flatter me, senior... It's all thanks to your excellent guidance."

The smile on the Sunset Demon Emperor's lips was meaningful. It hadn't expected that two-thirds of the power of the Undying True Blood Armor was still restricted, but even so, it was enough for it to fight without restraint.

This time, it wanted to see how the natives of Tianyuan, the Grand Preceptor of the Great Ye Kingdom, and the Sect Master of the Sword Sect would stop it!

"You're wearing armor now, so you can't do whatever you want. Use the remaining time to practice and get used to it."

"If we don't strike, we won't succeed; but if we strike, we'll win with a thunderous blow."

The Sunset Demon Emperor bowed respectfully and fawned over the Origin Mark:

"I will follow your teachings and hope that you will further assist me in achieving my goal. I will never forget this kindness. Even if I am shattered to pieces and suffer eternal damnation in the future, I will still save you from this predicament."

"Um......."

The Root Plague, deep within the Abyss of the Evil Soul Sea, laughed loudly. The future? What future is there to talk about? It will soon regain its freedom!

Everything is proceeding meticulously.

.........

The capital of the Daye Dynasty.

Inside the palace, Emperor Wu kept his eyes closed and remained silent, practicing a secret technique and having a private conversation with Wu Qian, who was trapped in the Heavenly Abyss.

The imperial advisor, past emperors, and powerful figures from the Void Sword Sect and the eight great lineages were all present, awaiting the outcome.

After a long while, amidst everyone's anticipation, Emperor Wu slowly opened his eyes:

"There's new news from the Divine General; he'll be coming out in ten days. Fellow Daoist Ji, how are the preparations going?"

Emperor Wu looked at the leader of the royal family, seemingly worried about the potential loss.

"Everything is ready, except for those two friends who have crossed over from other worlds."

The Supreme Dao Lord of the Ji clan said coldly, "The location is set in Feixian County of Daye, which is a perfect step away from the Sunset Royal Court. They won't be able to catch up in time."

"With our ancient formation guarding it, even if he has great abilities, he won't be able to escape even a step."

The Nine Palaces Ruler of the Three Fiends Crow Clan, arrogant and domineering, already regarded the Heavenly Abyss's Mysterious Venerable as a lamb to the slaughter.

At this moment, the Supreme Dao Lord of the Undying Ruins, one of the only two human forces among the eight great lineages, frowned slightly, indicating some objection:

"Gentlemen, do we really intend to do this? I'm afraid that person will perish with us, and we won't be able to stop him in time."

He wasn't against the Xuanzun hunting the Heavenly Abyss, but rather worried about the plan failing.

"Please rest assured, fellow Daoist, as long as I get within three zhang of him, all the innate magical artifacts he is so proud of, no matter how many there are, will no longer belong to him."

The supreme ruler of the Ji clan spoke with an air of confidence and authority, his tone conveying a chilling sense of oppression.

"Heh, if you're really that powerful, why didn't you steal the two spiritual treasures from the Demon Emperor?"

A ruler of the Nine Palaces glanced at him with a mocking look; he belonged to the Longevity Tree clan.

"Those two magical treasures still retain the power of the primordial plague; how can I possibly obtain them?!"

At this point, the Daoist Master surnamed Ji's face darkened, and the wound on his chest began to throb again. He responded with a cold laugh:

"As for the Heavenly Heart Jade, the Chaos Cauldron, and the Book of Time, they are all wondrous objects born of heaven and earth. No matter how Jiang Mo refines them, they do not belong to him. As long as I get close to them, I can seize them!"

"Then it's up to you..." The old sect master of the Void Sword Sect said with a cold gaze, showing extreme fear of this person.

Not to mention him, none of the Supreme Dao Lords and Nine Palace Sovereigns present were not wary of him.

The ancient techniques of the Human King Clan are truly terrifying. Anything that is not an innate spiritual treasure or a naturally formed magical artifact can be forcibly plundered by them.

It was precisely because of this that the powerful figures from the Imperial Dynasty, the Sword Sect, and the seven great lineages unanimously decided to have the Supreme Dao Lord of the Ji clan take action to seize Jiang Mo's innate magic weapon.

Rather than negotiating cooperation with that person and being held hostage by them, it's better to take the risk, snatch it, and refine it in an instant!

Moreover, everyone knew perfectly well that Jiang Mo and the Flying Immortal Master, having crossed over from another realm, would inevitably be subjected to a heavenly tribulation. At best, they would be severely injured and on the verge of death; at worst, they would perish and their cultivation would be extinguished.

Two half-dead cripples, how can you expect them to rewrite the course of the battle? Seizing the innate magical artifact and awakening the immortal's faith body is the best strategy!

This is undoubtedly a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity. If we don't seize it now, when will we?

Chapter 598 Traversing the Ancient Path, Ascending to the Outer Realm

Tianyuan, the time has come to June 2nd, ten days before ascension.

Inside the palace of the demon clan's secret realm, Jiang Mo gave the specific time and then waited for the divine general Wu Qian's reply.

About fifteen minutes later, the handsome man standing not far away trembled slightly, his sharp, iron-like pupils suddenly opened, and he boldly looked directly at Jiang Mo, saying:

"Reporting to the Venerable One, according to His Majesty, your ascension ceremony is ready. He, along with the Imperial Preceptor, a group of Dao Lords, and Sovereigns, will escort your ascension in ten days. The Primal Compass of the Human King Clan has also been fully revived without any omissions."

"The location is Feixian County."

The moment the last three words were uttered, a playful smile appeared on Jiang Mo's lips, and he drawled out the last syllable:

"Oh? It's such a blessed place. It seems that Your Majesty and those Dao Lords and Sovereigns have gone to great lengths."

"I wonder what they're up to..."

He paused mid-sentence, his gaze calmly scrutinizing Wu Qian. "What do you think?"

Faced with this abrupt question, Wu Qian's heart trembled. The oppressive atmosphere in the air suddenly made him feel physically and mentally uncomfortable. He quickly lowered his head and whispered:

"I dare not make any presumptuous guesses."

"Tell the truth."

Jiang Mo continued to apply pressure, his gaze gradually becoming sharper. If he wanted, this person's head would fall to the ground in the next second.

In an instant, the aura of death seeped into every inch of his skin, Wu Qian's mind went blank, and his hands and feet even trembled uncontrollably.

As a martial artist of extremely high skill, he would not normally lose his composure like this.

However, Jiang Mo's intimidation was simply indescribable.

It strikes at the body's instincts, like a fear etched into bones, genes, and blood, making the body feel close to death or already dead. This sensation then feeds back to the soul, affecting one's mind and causing a state of trepidation, akin to walking on thin ice.

In the agonizing wait where every second felt like an eternity, Wu Qian finally spoke, his voice trembling:

"Their attitude toward you depends on your behavior after you leave."

"But from my personal perspective, I feel that the conflict between you and them is unavoidable and irreconcilable..."

Wu Qian is loyal to the imperial dynasty, and there are some things he cannot say too explicitly, but his underlying meaning is clear: the ascension ceremony outside the realm is fraught with danger.

Similarly, he was unable to conceal, deceive, or appease Jiang Mo.

Because he keenly sensed that if he made the wrong choice, he and all the other hostages from the imperial dynasties, including the children of Emperor Wu and the direct descendants of several monarchs, would be completely wiped out.

In order to protect the hostages, he had to be extremely careful with his words, like pulling chestnuts out of a fire, trying his best to quell Jiang Mo's anger.

"You're quite clever. You've seen through some of the truth. It's not surprising that those old monsters are wary of me, luring me in, and even trying to kill me."

"However, I am also very interested in this grand hunting feast. I hope the lineup they have prepared will not disappoint me."

Jiang Mo couldn't help but chuckle. A mere bunch of country bumpkins from beyond the borders dared to covet him? They were truly courting death.

“Your Majesty, His Majesty has another request. I implore you to grant him this favor and help him fulfill his wish.”

Wu Qian clasped his hands in a gesture of respect and said, "We hope that when you ascend to heaven, you will take us, the subjects of the imperial dynasty, with you..."

"it is good."

To his surprise, Jiang Mo didn't make things difficult at all and readily agreed.

"It's only suffering for you spoiled brats from beyond the realm to stay here any longer. I'm too lazy to kill you, lest I be accused of bullying the younger generation. Why not just let you go back?"

Upon hearing this generous statement, the heavy weight that had been swirling in Wu Qian's heart for so long instantly lifted, and he hurriedly bowed in gratitude:

"Thank you, Venerable Master!"

"No need..."

"I have another question for you."

"Please speak, please speak, I am listening," Wu Qian replied respectfully.

Having perfectly resolved the hostage crisis and taken charge of relaying messages between the two sides, his mission to enter the Heavenly Abyss was now complete, and he was in high spirits.

On a whim, Jiang Mo decided to play a joke on him, so she tentatively asked a question.

"Tell me, after I leave, according to your imperial dynasty's succession tradition, I will kill your emperor, your imperial advisor, and all your past rulers. Will you, General Wu Qian, acknowledge me as your emperor?"

"!!!"

These words struck Wu Qian like a bolt from the blue, causing his clear eyes to tremble and flash with fear.

After a few seconds, he finally spoke in a panic: "You, you're not serious, are you?"

"If you truly defeat His Majesty and the Grand Preceptor, then... according to the laws of the Imperial Dynasty, you are indeed qualified to succeed to the throne, but... why the ruthlessness? That's rather cruel..."

"What? I'm the emperor now, how can anyone criticize me for being cruel?" Jiang Mo said jokingly.

"No...that's not what I meant. I just hope that you can govern the world with benevolence and kindness."

Wu Qian felt inexplicably uneasy and began to imagine the future situation of His Majesty and the Grand Preceptor.

Just as he was at his wit's end, he heard Jiang Mo chuckle faintly:

"Forget it, I have no interest in being the ruler of a country, but I really want to kill people."

"........."

Wu Qian fell completely silent, wisely keeping his mouth shut. At this stage, Jiang Mo and the imperial court's high-ranking officials were locked in a life-or-death struggle, something that a mere divine general like him could not persuade.

"Considering that I still find you somewhat pleasing to the eye, once you get out of here, run as far away as you can. That's my biggest piece of advice to you."

"You should also be clear about your own position, what you should say and what you shouldn't say, you know that in your heart."