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

The deity in front of him is a cold-faced man with blood flowing from his third eye between his brows. He is struggling to survive at the end of the sixth section of the ancient road, kneeling on one knee, reaching out to the void as if trying to grasp something but unable to. In the end, he can only remain frozen in the air, not falling for a long time.

The back of her face reveals a woman with sinister, cold eyes. Her features are covered with hideous, poisonous spots, severely decaying. The pain she suffered in life has fueled her resentment after her death, which has spread almost everywhere in the canyon world.

General Xuanxi, one of the top five warriors in the Divine Race, was one of the few elite members of the Divine Race who did not perish in the Central Plains. However, he was buried here forever while escorting his race away.

"This guy is amazing!"

Yao Wang's pupils flashed with a strange light. Compared to the previous divine general Li Louyu, this androgynous Xuan Xi was incredibly strong, having consecutively killed the gatekeepers of five ancient roads.

He covered the tribe's advance all the way, and it seems that he succeeded in the end. The corpses that the four of them saw along the way, which were taller than mountains and wider than oceans, are the best proof of that.

"Is he really dead?"

Suddenly, Yue Min felt a jolt in her heart, and had a bad feeling, as if two strange eyes were staring at her from some shadowy corner.

The surrounding deep purple aura of resentment seemed to be alive, breathing slowly and emanating an unsettling sense of oppression.

"interesting......"

Witnessing this scene, Jiang Mo was not much surprised, and his smile remained unchanged:

"This thing isn't dead, it's just a little weak."

"Do you need me to invite you out? Or will you continue playing the mysterious trick?"

"Ok?"

Jiang Mo's questioning voice echoed in this ruined world. The next moment, countless scattered resentments revived violently one after another, gathered together, and transformed into a huge, faintly visible figure in the void.

Chapter 644 Capturing Xuanxi, Reaching the Key Point

The broken stone statue remains frozen on the surface of the ravines, while its soul appears in the void, like a cicada shedding its shell and returning from the underworld once more.

Countless strands of resentment intertwined and compressed wildly, shaping that enormous form into something increasingly realistic. The oppressive aura emanating from it surged, causing cold sweat to break out on the foreheads of the three kings.

If the resentment after death can maintain this intensity after being corroded by countless years, what must it have been like in life?

"Boom!"

In the blink of an eye, the entire canyon world darkened, and the vast purple Qi finally dissipated, returning entirely to one person's body.

Xuanxi, the former divine general of the gods, appeared in the form of a remnant soul. His body was decaying and covered with shocking scars. His sharp and tyrannical eyes looked down, and his terrifying pressure was like a massive tsunami crashing down.

The already fragile surface cracked even more severely in an instant, and countless buildings and ruins were all reduced to dust.

Faced with such a grand display, Jiang Mo simply met her gaze with a gentle smile, his expression showing no change whatsoever.

The three demon rulers standing to the side had different expressions as they looked at the enormous remnant soul body, and one after another they showed fear.

However, what they feared was not Xuanxi in his remnant soul state, but the three Dao weapons that had been ravaged by war but were not yet broken. At this moment, Xuanxi was holding them, and an overwhelming aura of killing intent swept over them.

One piece is shaped like a tower, with yellowish-brown water flowing around its body, resembling the underworld capable of dissolving all souls, its inner power unfathomable.

One was a divine spear, ten thousand feet long, incredibly huge, still bearing the blood of the rulers of various races. After tens of thousands of years, it showed no signs of decline, but instead grew sharper. The spear's body was entirely azure, engraved with sacred runes exclusive to the ancient human race, which were created by imitating the laws possessed by the ancient life star.

Although it is a replica, it still possesses two or three tenths of the magical power.

This is the most powerful and deadliest of the three great weapons.

The remaining item was a heavy shield, shaped like an inverted triangular mountain, decorated with many ancient gods and demons, seemingly with a magical purpose.

This defensive weapon was riddled with holes, covered in countless cracks, a testament to the work of the former gatekeepers.

As the two sides confronted each other, the divine general Xuanxi's consciousness became blurred, and he continued to sort out the events of his previous life. His eyes, which were turbid and confused, became clearer and more stable.

Just then, Yue Min glanced sideways at Yao Wang and tentatively asked:

"Taotie, can you eat this thing?"

"It's probably hard to digest. His resentment is terrifying; swallowing it might backfire on me..."

Yao Wang said with a solemn expression, "The Taotie clan can theoretically eat and digest anything, accepting anything without discrimination, and can evolve by eating it."

However, if the object being devoured contains immense power that the host cannot digest in a short time, or exceeds its tolerance limit, and it is still forcibly devoured, then it will not be a full meal, but rather a torture no less than being cut into a thousand pieces. The disturbances it makes inside the body are even unknown.

Having cultivated to the level of a sovereign, Yao Wang's instinct for eating has become increasingly acute. He knows what he can eat and what he cannot. The remnant soul of the divine general before him is an example of someone who would face great risks after being fed.

"eat?"

Upon hearing their discussion, the voice of the remnant soul Xuanxi came through, expressing doubt and wariness. His voice was very unique, as if two voices were mixed together, possessing both the masculine and coldness of a man and the feminine and eerie softness of a woman.

Soon, Xuanxi lowered his gaze and examined the four figures on the ground.

"The demon race..."

"Heavenly Horse, Gluttonous Beast".

"Humans..."

"So many years have passed, and you still haven't given up? Daring to tread the ancient path, it seems that killing you scum isn't thorough enough for me..."

"!"

Its gaze suddenly turned cold. From those few words, it could easily discern that the gods, when they ruled Tianyuan, had launched a fierce attack on the Taotie clan...

"You old codger, do you really think you're still alive? With just a remnant soul, you dare to speak so arrogantly?!"

"joke."

"Even if I were here as a remnant soul, I could kill you with the ease of turning my hand."

Xuanxi was arrogant and utterly contemptuous of these despicable races, muttering to himself:

"Your Taotie clan was once suppressed by my close friend, who nearly wiped out your entire clan. Hmph, have you forgotten the pain? It seems His hands and feet are still clumsy. If I had gone myself, how could such a scourge like you have survived in this world?"

"......"

In an instant, a surge of anger erupted from the Taotie's heart. The veins on its forehead bulged like wriggling earthworms, and its face turned icy cold.

Even so, it did not lose its composure; instead, it revealed a chilling smile.

"No matter how much you dwell on it, it's all in the past, and we live in the present."

"Are you trying to exterminate my clan? With your strength?"

Xuanxi understood the implied meaning and couldn't help but sneer. If it were in his previous life, he wouldn't have bothered to waste words with these ants.

But now, having slumbered for countless ages, the spirituality of its soul has greatly diminished. If it weren't for the fact that it couldn't find a single living being to talk to on the vast ancient road, it would have long since run out of patience and taken action.

"A Dao Lord of the human race."

"You three-headed demon beasts dare to dream of conquering the Ancient Star Road? You're not worthy!"

The voices of doubt echoed through the air, sending countless ashes flying, and the atmosphere on the scene suddenly became extremely tense and filled with the smell of gunpowder.

"What exactly did your clan do to our clan, the Taotie clan, and the human race back then?"

Yue Min looked up, his gaze transforming into an invisible sharpness, meeting Xuan Xi's gaze directly, questioning him about the truth before the beginning of time.

"They're just domesticated animals, what can they do? They're nothing more than enslaved, played with, cooked, and eaten. But the human race, who are clearly of my race, have degenerated into something depraved, their bloodline tainted. They were banished to the borderlands, yet they're still alive? They're truly disgusting."

As Xuanxi spoke, he turned his attention to Jiang Mo. Among the four, only Jiang Mo was of human blood and barely met Xuanxi's approval.

And precisely because he was human, Xuanxi harbored the most intense killing intent towards him.

The insulting words immediately enraged the three demon kings, and their desire for revenge burned fiercely like wildfire.

"You hate me?"

Jiang Mo smiled slightly, and said confidently:

"Then keep your loathing. Soon, I'll let you see with your own eyes how I traverse the ancient road and slaughter my way to your clan's habitat. Don't worry, I'll make sure you live well. I'll take you home."

"Boom!"

As soon as he finished speaking, Xuanxi's eyes turned cold, clearly having crossed a line. He decisively attacked, and with the divine spear in his left hand, he shot down a beam of dark light that tore through space like lightning, heading straight for Jiang Mo's location.

"Wow!"

Jiang Mo watched calmly as the colorless black hole of the Dharma Domain instantly engulfed the pitch-black lightning, leaving no trace.

"!!!"

"You, you've been hiding your cultivation level?!"

Suddenly, Xuanxi noticed something amiss, and his expression turned extremely grim. The human Dao Lord had actually calmly received his heavy blow?!

"You only find out now? Too late!" Yao Wang mocked coldly from the side.

"Don't even mention your remnant soul, even if you were at your peak and at the height of your power in life, I could kill you with just a flick of my finger."

Jiang Mo spoke slowly, his tone exceptionally calm. He was stating the facts without a trace of falsehood.

After several years of quiet cultivation, the reincarnated body has stabilized its original half-step Tai Xu realm, which was identical to its original body.

Dealing with a mere Dao Lord at the late stage of perfection, a Divine General who is still a hair's breadth away from the peak, is not much different from crushing an ant.

Only those at the peak of the Dao Lord realm are qualified to jump around in front of him, but that's all they can do.

"!"

Now it was Xuanxi's turn to change his expression. Just as he was about to continue testing the waters, Jiang Mo interrupted him.

"Boom!!!"

Jiang Mo raised his left hand and gently clenched it in the void. Time seemed to stand still, and an enormous five-fingered hand, wreathed in celestial light, appeared behind Xuan Xi, suppressing him fiercely and gripping his hand tightly.

"boom!"

"No!"

"impossible!!"

Xuanxi let out a startled roar. His soul body came into contact with the five fingers of the immortal light and was suddenly burned, causing him great discomfort. It was like flammable material encountering a raging fire, and intense pain followed one after another.

"Noisy."

Jiang Mo watched coldly, then activated his supernatural power of will, saying, "Forge!"

"Boom!!!"

The colossal, sky-covering divine hand rapidly dispersed into a pool of soft, porcelain-like material. A massive white fire erupted, unstoppable, scorching and drying the material. Countless void patterns were imprinted during this process, giving birth to various unique abilities.

Supernatural powers, willful control, creation.

In the blink of an eye, the majestic remnant soul was forcibly stuffed into a demon-refining pot that Jiang Mo had crafted on the spot. Originally a magical artifact used for refining souls, it was now used to imprison Xuan Xi. Wisps of white flames filled the pot, burning Xuan Xi and causing him to scream in pain. His soul body was severely rotten and looked horribly terrible.

"boom!"

"boom!!"

"boom!!"

Xuanxi struggled and pounded desperately inside, but to no avail. All the supernatural powers and spells He used were silently erased the moment they appeared.

"Pfft!!"

"Pfft!!"

Dozens of chains hung down from inside the Demon Refining Pot, piercing through various parts of Xuanxi's remnant soul, sealing his power, and taking away his right to commit suicide.

"boom!"

"boom!"

"boom!"

The series of crisp sounds plunged Xuanxi into despair. The three Dao weapons that had accompanied him in his conquests of various races were burned to the point of losing their divine essence and becoming scrap metal by the raging fire inside the Demon Refining Pot.

"!"

This scene made Xuanxi's scalp tingle. The three great weapons were not his natal magic weapons. They were sacred objects bestowed upon him by the ancient human king as a reward for his conquest of the mortal world and defeat of various races when he was young. They were among the most top-tier magic weapons below the innate magic weapons.

Later, after achieving further merits, he was bestowed with the power of the God Emperor and gained control of the three great weapons, which greatly increased his combat strength.

What is a Divine Emperor?

Within the divine race, the most powerful, most prestigious, and most intelligent supreme being is the one who is the most powerful and wisest.

What is an ancient human king?

They are the ancient human race, the divine race, and the only king. They possess great supernatural powers that overlook all the heavens, and their cultivation is so strong that it is like the sun hanging in the sky, making it difficult for people to look directly at them.

The gods were the elite of the ancient human race, and the god emperor was always the human king's most loyal subordinate and closest comrade-in-arms.

However, the three great weapons that were forged and refined by them, which should have been immortal and indestructible, were tragically destroyed in the Demon Refining Pot.