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

At the same time, the location of the Grandmaster's faith body was too far away, making it difficult for the Flying Immortal Master to pinpoint its exact location.

As they drew closer to Feixian County, the feeling of being both elusive and thrilling grew stronger.

In just a few exchanges, the Flying Immortal Master was convinced that his master's faith body was absolutely the strongest in history, far surpassing his own and the senior members of the sect.

Furthermore, the Flying Immortal Sect's harvesting of over five thousand years of mortal faith within the Heavenly Abyss is even slightly less than the Flying Immortals' faith itself.

The strength is sufficient, but the Flying Immortal Master has other concerns. More than four thousand years, almost five thousand years have passed. Has the faith body left by the Grandmaster undergone any changes?

Jiang Mo had warned him once before, so that he should be on guard.

However, even if the faith body undergoes a change of heart, it may just be a bit of trouble.

As a cultivator at the half-step Taixu Realm, possessing an innate magical artifact and having been baptized by the Chaos Origin, he felt that his cultivation was slightly superior to that of a Flying Immortal Dao Lord at his peak.

He can mostly control that body of faith.

Chapter 609 Taking the head is as easy as taking something out of a bag

Feixian County, located in the far north of the imperial dynasty, is exceptionally vast, with over a thousand magnificent ancient cities standing in different regions.

Each of them has hundreds of millions of people, making them enormous in scale. In Tianyuan, they would be comparable to a country, but in the Immortal Realm, they are merely one of the many capital cities under the jurisdiction of the imperial dynasty.

Feixian County has always been an important prefecture guarded by Emperor Wu of the Ming Dynasty with heavy troops, all in order to find the legendary Feixian deity.

From west to east, from south to north, throughout the entire Feixian County, one can see a large number of imperial patrol warriors, wandering day and night across every inch of land, responsible for maintaining order in various places. The capable ones monitor areas within a radius of ten thousand miles, while those with less ability guard areas within a thousand miles.

In this way, a large number of military men belonging to the imperial dynasty were used as pawns, precisely inserted into every gap in Feixian County, to guard against the emperor, ministers, or spies from forces outside the imperial dynasty stealing the treasures within the territory.

In the dead of night, the bright moon hangs high in the sky, illuminating the vast sea of ​​clouds.

Feixian Ancient City, the only core of a prefecture, is where Feixian Daojun once resided. Regardless of spring, summer, autumn, or winter, day or night, the city is always brightly lit and prosperous.

Inside the city, Jiang Mo and his group, who had sneaked in unnoticed by the patrolling warriors, walked openly on a straight avenue. Their appearances had changed; they were no longer their original faces, but had transformed into a young master, accompanied by a steward and several servants on an outing.

Looking around, one sees towering buildings thousands of feet high, magnificent and grand, while the avenue beneath one's feet is paved with flowing blue jade, stretching far and wide into all parts of the city.

"Tap tap tap!!"

"Boom!!!"

"Roar!!!"

Along the roadside, Jiang Mo strolled leisurely, admiring the ancient city with great interest. He noticed that many traveling martial artists and cultivators rode on uniquely bloodlined demonic beasts or high-level magical artifacts, traveling swiftly and enjoying themselves immensely.

"How are you feeling...?"

Jiang Mo turned his head and asked the Flying Immortal Master beside him.

"good."

The Flying Immortal Master, who had transformed into the appearance of a butler, wore a look of reminiscence.

He stood still and looked towards the bustling city center ahead. He saw a towering stone statue, nearly ten thousand feet tall, with an appearance extremely similar to the sect's founder, as if it were carved from the same mold. Moreover, it faintly exuded a sense of vitality, as if it were a magical artifact capable of reviving on its own.

The Flying Immortal Master silently gazed upon the majestic figure of the progenitor, without uttering a word, as time slowly passed.

Zhulong, the ancestor of evil spirits, surveyed the city and discovered that there were several cultivators with unusual movements lurking in various places, including seven or eight peerless Dao Lords and Eight Palace Sovereigns.

They seemed to have a clear view of every detail and every scene within the city.

However, they seemed not to notice anything unusual about Jiang Mo and his group. A few fleeting glances passed over them before disappearing elsewhere, not wasting any time on them.

After gazing at the stone statue for a long time, the Flying Immortal Master slowly withdrew his gaze. Looking at the bustling capital city before him, he had something on his mind and subconsciously asked Jiang Mo:

Will these people be dragged into this later?

The people he was referring to were undoubtedly the city's residents, mostly low-level martial artists or ordinary people.

"It's hard to say. If there's any connection, it won't change the way we solve the problem. If there's no connection, that's for the best. But these things are beyond our control..."

This is the true answer Jiang Mo gave after careful consideration.

The Flying Immortal Master cultivates the path of incense offerings and collects the faith of the human race. He may have a slight preference for the human race. Even if he is not a citizen of Tianyuan, he cannot help but feel a little reluctant when he sees that the human race of the imperial dynasty, which has a very high degree of similarity, may be involved in future wars.

In contrast, Jiang Mo had no goodwill towards the extraterrestrial humans, regardless of their strength, age, or gender. To him, these extraterrestrial humans were no different from the Starry Sky Humans, the Primordial Humans, or even the Tianyuan Demon Clan, with whom he was at war.

They are not worthy of pity or hatred. If they happen to be in the way, just pull them out like a weed by the roadside.

After all, the struggle with the imperial dynasty was already a fight to the death, and Jiang Mo could not stop because of these foreign humans he had never met before. If he did, it would be him and the Tianyuan human race behind him who would suffer losses.

If the battlefield is here in the future, or if a powerful figure from the Imperial Dynasty escapes here to struggle, Jiang Mo will not stop because of this. He will destroy everything until he kills the enemy. As for the life and death of the people of the Imperial Dynasty, that is not something he should consider.

"Is that so... Then if there is an opportunity, please give me some face. This applies to one city, a hundred cities, a thousand cities, ten thousand cities, and even the entire imperial dynasty."

"Young friend, would you be willing?"

The Flying Immortal Master asked tactfully, explaining that he had several reasons for making this request:

First, if Jiang Mo were to massacre a city and destroy a country, the karmic backlash would trigger divine punishment from the Immortal Realm, putting him in a perilous situation with no benefit whatsoever.

Second, he couldn't bear to see the sight of ordinary people dying in a bloodbath.

Third, he wanted to preach and spread the belief in immortals, which required a large number of believers.

The Flying Immortal Master didn't mince words and directly told Jiang Mo the three reasons, receiving the reply: "Okay."

"I am only responsible for taking action. As for the right to choose the battlefield, it is in the hands of the Emperor, the Grand Preceptor, and the monarch of the dynasty. If they want these ordinary people to be buried with them, I will not back down an inch."

"Alright, your promise is enough. Then take whatever you can, and I won't force you."

The Flying Immortal Master was very satisfied with this and revealed a warm smile.

"Is what you're looking for here?" Jiang Mo got down to business.

"No...it has to be further north."

The Flying Immortal Master gently shook his head and said:

"I have only heard that this ancient city was built by our ancestors with countless efforts to protect all people. More than four thousand years later, I, a descendant, have come to see the prosperous scene, but only to mourn the sages."

"Let's go, it's time to leave."

"Ok?"

As soon as he finished speaking, the Flying Immortal Master frowned slightly. Time seemed to freeze around him, everything stood still, the void collapsed, and the bustling scene was instantly replaced by a dark and mysterious space. Several unfamiliar figures slowly walked over from a distance.

Zhulong, the Evil Spirit Ancestor, the Root of Plague, and Jiang Mo all noticed the Demon Clan Ruler and the Peerless Dao Lord of the Undying Ruins ahead.

Clearly, the other party was a powerful figure stationed here, responsible for monitoring the anomalies in Feixian County. They had discovered their whereabouts not long ago and silently set up a killing formation, forcibly trapping Jiang Mo and the others.

"You're not planning to let us leave?"

Jiang Mo asked with a smile. He vaguely remembered the aura of those people during the great battle in Youyu Mountain Range and couldn't help but admire their courage.

Among them, the one-eyed, bald old man with skin as blue as rock was an elder of the Primordial Phoenix Clan.

The two elderly men accompanying it were Han Shuang'ai, a Supreme Elder of the Void Sword Sect, and Yue Pingfeng, a Supreme Elder of the Undying Ruins.

They all had white hair and youthful faces, wore precious leather clothes, and were covered with all sorts of rare magical artifacts. They were in the process of activating them, and their expressions were extremely serious. They dared not relax at all, for fear of losing their heads.

If they were not dispatched by their own forces, no matter how bold they were, they would not dare to intercept the Demon Lord.

As Jiang Mo asked his question with a slightly joking, provocative tone, the atmosphere became tense. The transformed Eight Palaces Ruler stared intently at Jiang Mo and his companions, and said:

"You may leave if you wish, but you will need to wait a moment, Demon Lord."

It awaits the arrival of the strongest member of its clan.

"Is it."

Jiang Mo chuckled softly, releasing his cultivation power in an instant. The terrifying pressure, like a raging giant wave, instantly tore the strange space beneath his feet to shreds.

"......"

With the formation broken, the elder Qingyan, who was the leader of the three, had streaks of blood trickling from the corner of his mouth, his face turning pale, and his eyes were filled with shock.

With just one exchange, it could tell that the Demon Lord's injuries were almost fully healed, and he was even more powerful than he was on the Youyu Battlefield, far beyond what it could stop.

"Since you insist on leaving, please do as you please. We have been impolite and presumptuous."

The old man took a half step back, looking at Jiang Mo cautiously. His body began to become transparent, as if he was casting some kind of spell, worried that Jiang Mo would forcibly keep him there.

"You two look very familiar."

Jiang Mo wasn't in a hurry to leave. Instead, he observed the Supreme Elders of the Void Sword Sect and the Undying Ruins, and suddenly, on a whim, asked:

"Back then, the forces you belonged to made a pact with me to help me ascend to the Immortal Realm and jointly fight against the demon scourge. Why have you deceived me?"

These accusatory and judgmental words caused the three to freeze, a fleeting look of panic crossing their faces.

"Fellow......"

"Pfft!!!"

The Supreme Elder of the Void Sword Sect was about to open his mouth to defend himself when, in the next second, his aged head was ripped off by Jiang Mo, who arrived in an instant. Blood splattered violently, and his soul left his body. Terrified, he tried to escape without thinking, but was captured by Jiang Mo.

"I didn't tell you to leave."

Jiang Mo held the gloomy head, smiling faintly, while in his other hand he held a semi-transparent soul.

With a "whoosh!!", Jiang Mo exerted force with his five fingers, shattering it.

"Gurgle!!!"

The Supreme Elder of the Void Sword Sect seemed to have vanished into thin air, but he was quickly reborn on the spot. His back was soaked with cold sweat, his limbs were stiff and he dared not move, and his breathing was rapid and disordered.

The eight Dao Palaces that originally stood behind him contained the imprints of eight ancient life stars, but one of them shattered during the first clash.

Jiang Mo was not surprised at all; a Dao Lord who had stepped into the peerless realm was not so easy to kill.

Even if he could easily destroy the opponent's physical body and soul, he could not stop the opponent's rebirth. He would have to annihilate the opponent again and again until the opponent's life force was exhausted.

This crushing scene sent chills down the spines of Elder Qingyan and the Supreme Elder of the Undying Ruins, leaving them speechless.

"And you two, you dared to drag me into this battle without my permission. How audacious!"

Jiang Mo glanced at the two of them, his oppressive aura instantly becoming palpable, the air itself seeming to solidify like an iron plate.

"Fellow Daoist, please forgive me, please forgive me!!"

The old man with green rocks apologized hastily. Sensing a faint killing intent, he decisively raised his hand as a blade and severed his left arm as if it were tofu, blood gushing out as punishment.

Faced with such a formidable enemy as the Demon Lord, it had no intention of resisting whatsoever; it only wanted to stall the situation as much as possible, survive, and wait for reinforcements from its clan to arrive.

"Fellow Daoist, you're too kind, too kind. It's a pleasure to meet you..."

"This is just a small token of my respect; I hope you will accept it."

The Supreme Elder of the Undying Ruins, well-versed in human relationships, immediately took out a valuable magical artifact and presented it to Jiang Mo with both hands.

However, Jiang Mo did not accept the offer, leaving the old man standing there awkwardly.

"Pfft!"

"Pfft!"

Jiang Mo treated them both equally, unleashing another palm strike containing the ultimate secrets of the Great Void Technique. This single blow caused their bodies to explode into a bloody mist, and even their souls were annihilated.

The power that should have destroyed the world did not leak out at all, nor did it even damage the jade bricks beneath their feet; it merely shattered the two of them.

"!"

"This...this...this is incredible!"

The observers noticed some clues about the root cause of the epidemic and couldn't help but exclaim in surprise.

"Senior, how do you know? Please enlighten me." The evil spirit ancestor had a sudden inspiration and immediately asked for guidance humbly.

"Hmph, ordinary attacks first strike the body, but if the force is too great, it will shatter the space itself."

"But if he were to make a move, he would shatter every inch of space where the body was located. No, he would first break through the space and then annihilate the body. This way, it would not affect other real spaces, thus achieving a pleasing killing effect."

He explained the root causes of the epidemic in great detail, demonstrating his extensive experience and extremely accurate analysis.

"Grrrrrrrr!"

In the blink of an eye, the blood mist dissipated, and two figures were reborn on the spot. One ancient life star in each of the Life Palaces and Dao Palaces in various places was lost.

"You're lucky this time; I'll spare your lives for now."

Jiang Mo sensed several powerful auras approaching, and after leaving those words, he chose to retreat.

With a "whoosh," space distorted, forming a vortex whose destination was unknown. Jiang Mo turned around and calmly left with the others.

No sooner had they left than the two sect leaders of the Void Sword Sect, the Supreme Dao Lord of the Undying Ruins, and the Nine Palaces Sovereign of the Primordial Sun Phoenix arrived at the scene.