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

Looking at the bloodstains all over the ground and the frozen space-time around them, the ultimate beings had complicated expressions. They knew that Jiang Mo had come with the successors of the Flying Immortal Sect to take the Flying Immortal Faith Body, which was very troublesome.

"Sect Master, the Demon Lord's injuries appear to have healed!!"

The Supreme Elder of the Void Sword Sect, still shaken, recounted the events in detail. Hearing this, Ye You and the former Sect Master of the Void Sword Sect felt immense pressure.

The matter seems simple, but it is full of doubts. Since the Demon Lord has recovered his cultivation, why did he leave as soon as they came instead of killing them all?

Even if he hadn't recovered, he could easily have annihilated the Eight Palaces Ruler and the Peerless Dao Lord.

This is something even a Supreme Dao Lord under normal circumstances cannot do. It is true that there is a gap between the two ranks, but it is not enough to kill instantly. At most, one can withstand dozens or nearly a hundred moves.

For a time, the ruler of the Primordial Sun Phoenix and the two successive sect leaders of the Void Sword Sect were undecided about whether to pursue the Demon Lord. However, the number of allies coming to their aid was too small, which made them dare not take action and they could only let the matter drop.

Meanwhile, in the far north of Feixian County, on a desolate and frigid plain, a dark blue moon hung at the horizon where the sky met the earth, radiating a chilling aura across the vast land.

What appears to be a natural miracle is actually a remnant of magical arts and supernatural powers.

"call out!"

"call out!"

Suddenly, several beams of light fell from the sky. The moment they landed, the Flying Immortal Body radiated a rich golden light of faith. It was as if the person was in harmony with some kind of power of the same origin, and directly entered a burning state. His essence, energy and spirit were greatly enhanced, and his cultivation level gradually rose.

He slowly raised his head, gazing at the distant, half-sunken, cold moon—the very same moonlit glow that the sect knew all too well.

"We've arrived, everyone."

"Master Feixian said softly, his tone filled with an unusual tension."

Chapter 610 Terrifying Murder Intent

The ancient moon, a pale blue-green, is like an eternal embellishment, inlaid at the junction of the sky and the horizon. The chilling aura it exudes makes the surrounding tens of thousands of miles a desolate and bleak landscape, with virtually no vegetation or living creatures, only an unobstructed expanse of deathly stillness.

"So this is where it is..."

Jiang Mo scanned the area and immediately discovered that an extremely special and domineering power was dormant inside the ancient moon. That power was subtly teasing him, as if billions of tentacles were attacking him, trying to drag him in.

He himself also cultivated the twelve arts of the Flying Immortal Sect and was very familiar with the Faith Body. As a result, he had a similar reaction to the Flying Immortal Master, with a faint golden glow igniting on his body, but he extinguished it in an instant.

This opportunity belongs to the legacy of the Flying Immortal Sect, and Jiang Mo has no reason to compete for it, nor will he.

In the distance, some palace buildings can be vaguely seen deep within the ancient moon. It should be a trial realm or a treasure land where faith is sealed. The closer one gets, the more solid the invisible barrier becomes.

Jiang Mo did not continue forward; he, along with the Evil Spirit Ancestor, the Candle Dragon, and the Root Plague, chose to wait at the edge.

"Senior, then I wish you all the best."

Jiang Mo smiled slightly, watching the Flying Immortal Master walk towards the mysterious ancient moon.

Thank you for your kind words...

As the Flying Immortal Master walked further and further away, each step covering thousands of meters, in less than ten breaths, he transformed into a tiny black dot and completely disappeared into the moonlight.

"Tsk, this place is no ordinary location. It gathers the essence of all heavens and contains extremely ferocious killing intent. This is no ordinary feat. Fellow Daoist, what is the background of their lineage?"

The evil spirit ancestor, with his cunning green flame eyes, stared intently at the veins of the earth and the ancient moon in the void, and couldn't help but sigh.

"You know about this too?" Jiang Mo asked in surprise.

"Knowing a little about it and manipulating the forces of heaven and earth for your own use is not your specialty. This kind of strange art originated from our evil spirit race, and was later adopted by various races and improved into many different schools."

The Evil Spirit Ancestor smiled faintly and asked Jiang Mo in a probing tone:

"The Flying Immortal Sect's origins aren't in Tianyuan, are they?"

Jiang Mo shook his head in denial and corrected him, saying, "Their ancestor was an ordinary person whose growth trajectory is recorded in ancient history. He passed away in his later years within the sect, but for unknown reasons, he came to the Immortal Realm, and that's how everything here came about."

The evil spirit seemed to ponder this, then quickly nodded in agreement and whispered:

"Is that so?"

"Then it seems he was extremely powerful in his lifetime."

"Being able to leave a nearly eternal Dao mark between heaven and earth, this alone proves that he is a Supreme Dao Lord, and one of the top ones at that."

At this point, the root cause of the epidemic also voiced its evidence.

In their time, there were many Dao Lords and Sovereigns who liked to use flesh, magic, and supernatural powers to condense their own Dao sites in various parts of the Immortal Realm, engraving them forever between heaven and earth. This not only demonstrated their strength and status but also allowed them to use the power of the world to their advantage and guard the opportunities they left behind.

The ancient moon before us is such an existence, and it has a corresponding secret technique for sensing it. If one were not practicing the Faith Body Technique of the Flying Immortal Sect, one would not be able to perceive the abnormality of this world at all.

To outsiders, this place is a silent, lifeless wasteland.

In the eyes of those who cultivate faith, this place is like a sleeping giant, sealed in a coffin for millions of years, waiting for the turn of the gears of fate to bring someone who can awaken it.

Pure power, unique power. Even standing on the edge of the area, Jiang Mo could feel the terrifying aura emanating from the ground.

The Flying Immortal faith has been worshipped by hundreds of millions of people across nearly two dynasties, reaching an unprecedented and unparalleled height. Jiang Mo judged that if it were to be born, it would be no less than the two supreme Dao Lords.

At least, none of the 13 puppets that the elder of the Human King Clan, who had previously been lurking in the Root Plague Cave, could compare to the Flying Immortal Faith Body.

Those were all inanimate objects manipulated by the user's will, but the immortal faith body buried deep in the wasteland gave Jiang Mo a vibrant aura.

Especially after the Flying Immortal Master entered, its aura became even stronger, as if it might awaken at any moment.

About half an hour later, the ancient moon not far away trembled, and billions of golden rays slowly unfolded from the inside out, transforming into a light and smooth radiance like silk, supporting the entire full moon, constantly lifting it off the ground and rising into the void.

"Boom!!!"

With a snap of the fingers, the wind and clouds changed color, and a hurricane was born out of nowhere, howling across the entire desolate plain. Countless golden rays of light fell, intertwining and clashing, like a golden ocean in a swaying state.

Then came the fragile cracking sound, and the architectural scene in the ancient moon gradually collapsed, with more and more shocking cracks appearing on the surface, much like a mirror on the verge of breaking.

"........."

Jiang Mo watched in silence. Even his gaze could not penetrate Gu Yue's various concealments for the time being, but he could sense that a powerful force was reviving and fighting against and merging with another force.

"Is he going to take another step forward?"

Zhulong exclaimed in disbelief, "We were the same people who entered the Immortal Realm together!"

In just over half a year, the Flying Immortal Master had experienced a leap in strength, how could the Candle Dragon and the Evil Spirit Ancestor not be tempted? The gap between the three had widened considerably.

The Blood Demon Ancestor went to find his own bones and internal organs, but their whereabouts are unknown. His future looks promising.

The Flying Immortal Master inherits the legacy of his ancestors, his faith-based body significantly enhances his combat power.

Only Zhulong and the Evil Spirit Ancestor were unfamiliar with the place and surrounded by enemies, so they had to explore and suffer hardships on their own.

As a result, their cultivation efficiency slowed down.

Not to mention that among the current group of four, the source of the plague has lived for countless years, and even if it is just a resurrected corpse, its strength is far superior to theirs.

As a result, they are undoubtedly the two weakest members of the team, and it would be a lie to say they are not anxious.

"Boom!"

"Boom!!!"

As everyone was lost in thought and gazing up at the sky, the earth trembled and shook violently, as if some enormous creature was about to emerge.

"Crash!!"

"Buzzing!!"

The soil cracked like paper, and countless white rays of light emerged from its depths, densely packed, indistinguishable from a silver ocean. This was the faith accumulated by the Flying Immortal Dao Lord before and after his death, a veritable astronomical figure, originating from the boundless faith of ordinary people and warriors, with almost no limit in sight.

"So strong!"

"This level of achievement is truly remarkable!"

Even the source of the epidemic was quite surprised and couldn't help but exclaim in admiration.

He never expected that the growth ceiling of the Tianyuan human race would be so high. In addition to Jiang Mo and the Flying Immortal Lord, another Supreme Dao Lord has been confirmed to exist!

That remote and impoverished place, narrow as a mud pit, actually gave birth to three supreme Dao Lords—that is an extraordinary miracle.

Unfortunately, the root of the plague and the Flying Immortal Dao Lord have never had a direct confrontation. We can only roughly estimate his combat strength through the power of his remaining faith. Perhaps he is no weaker than the group of Dao Lords and Sovereigns who besieged him tens of thousands of years ago, and he should even be able to rank in the top five.

"Senior, can you discern the strength of the founder of the Flying Immortal Sect through those beliefs?"

Zhulong inquired with a hint of curiosity.

"Hmm, that's at least the cultivation level of a late-stage Supreme Dao Lord..."

Halfway through his speech, the source of the disease seemed to remember something and said:

"Logically speaking, a Dao Lord who mainly cultivates the path of incense should not be refining an ancient life star. Based on this situation, that person's cultivation level can only be more terrifying, without any adulteration."

"Furthermore, I also heard while I was in Tianyuan that the Flying Immortal Sect's avatars are 100% replicas of the peak combat power of their previous lives..."

"What is his cultivation level now? Can he withstand such a massive amount of faith? If the gap is too large, wouldn't he be squeezed to death?"

The sharp glint in Zhulong's eyes narrowed slightly, and he suddenly asked a question.

"He?"

The source of the plague looked up, gazing at the lonely figure in the distant void, and hesitated:

"Supreme Dao Lord, your initial form seems inappropriate..."

After saying that, the source of the plague turned to look at Jiang Mo, "If you don't take action later, he might go berserk."

"That's not necessary."

"Believe in him, believe in them."

Jiang Mo responded to this without changing his expression.

He remembered that Elder Xianhua had said that the Faith Body was one of the founding supernatural powers of the Flying Immortal Sect, and it had a very strong inheritance. As long as one cultivated this method and reached a certain level, one could refine a Faith Body of the same origin that was far stronger than oneself, and there were no insurmountable obstacles.

Although it is extremely difficult to control, it is not entirely without a chance, and as one's cultivation level improves, one will become more and more adept at it.

As time goes by and the cultivator achieves great mastery, he will have dozens of sages standing alongside him, making him invincible when facing cultivators of the same level.

Just as everyone was talking, the Flying Immortal Master in the void closed his eyes and methodically activated the cultivation technique of his Faith Body.

In an instant, with a single thought, billions of seas of faith followed his mental power, constantly rearranging and combining, gradually coalescing into a magnificent and imposing figure.

First comes the initial shape, then the defined outline, followed by the skin, bones, tendons, internal organs, and various other human structures. When the blood and fluids are abundant and flow through the limbs and bones, one-third of the work is complete.

At this moment, a terrifying phenomenon appeared in the heavens and earth. Lightning flashed and thunder roared, and dark clouds gathered into a huge, pitch-black vortex. The image of divine punishment faintly appeared, as if it wanted to obliterate this living artifact that existed in the past and had been left over to this day.

Moreover, transparent phantoms suddenly appeared in the surrounding void, which were none other than the supreme experts of the Great Ye Dynasty, the Void Sword Sect, the Undying Ruins, and some demon races.

They noticed the earth-shattering phenomenon and rushed over immediately. They made ample preparations, using some secret method to completely conceal their aura, so that only their presence was visible, not their form.

"Oh no, they're all here!" The Evil Spirit Ancestor's expression changed slightly.

"Make a move?" the Root of the Plague asked with a sneer.

"........."

Jiang Mo vanished in an instant, forcefully charging into the depths of the surrounding void to engage in a fierce battle with the lurking, transparent figures.

His fist imprints were like mountains, his attacks like waves, his hands creating countless afterimages, booming sounds rising and falling, and the furious roars of giant beasts echoing through the void.

"Pfft!!"

"Boom!!!"

One after another, the killing moves of the racial divine powers were all aimed at the Flying Immortal Master at this moment. The Nine Palaces Sovereigns and Supreme Dao Lords dragged Jiang Mo along while trying to interfere with the former's refining.

"Wow!"

Jiang Mo switched from offense to defense. A void array pattern appeared on his left hand, and his rich blood essence condensed into a blade. In an instant, it tore through his skin and flew out, then scattered again, which he used as ink for his arrangements.

"boom!"

In an instant, Jiang Mo touched the void with his left hand, as if he had grasped something real, and suddenly imprinted dense void runes, forging a defensive magic array that distorted the direction of attacks within a radius of tens of thousands of miles, deflecting them to the desolate outer sky.

"I think you all want to die."

Jiang Mo's eyes suddenly flashed with a sharp light as he locked onto the tracks of those who were secretly making moves. A dark red light flashed in his right hand as he immediately gripped his sword.

"call out!--"

"Boom!"

He didn't even have a moment to make a move. When those Nine Palaces Sovereigns and Supreme Dao Lords saw Jiang Mo summon the Immortal-Breaking Sword, they knew they were no match for him. They fled faster than the next, tearing through the void to escape.

Before leaving, they did not forget to unleash several rare and forbidden magical artifacts, which exploded near the vortex where the Heavenly Punishment was about to appear, scattering the tribulation clouds and thus angering the will of the Immortal Realm, prompting it to unleash an even more powerful Heavenly Punishment.

"Boom!!!"

Soon, as the majestic and towering figure of faith, as vast as the heavens, took shape and began to possess spirituality, dark clouds descended from the sky, the air seemed to freeze, and an unprecedented sense of oppression rose from the dome.