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

In an instant, Xuanxi, who had just come to his senses, felt a chill he hadn't felt in a long time, and fear permeated the depths of his soul.

If it were a monster like Jiang Mo, whose true strength is unknown, he might actually pose a threat to the clan!

"You bastard, human, what exactly do you want to do?!"

Within the pot, Xuanxi roared and questioned wildly.

"Want to know what I intend to do? Then open your eyes wide and see clearly."

Jiang Mo smiled faintly, and with a wave of his left hand, the enormous Demon Refining Pot shrank countless times in an instant, becoming the size of a palm, and fell into his palm. The world inside was clearly visible, with flames dancing and burning Xuan Xi's remnant soul, leaving him severely injured and on the verge of death, yet still clinging to his last breath.

"Come, I'll take you home."

As Jiang Mo's voice fell, the dust in the canyon world dissipated, and Xuan Xi's corpse statue vanished completely. A broken path was cleared ahead, revealing the light gray vortex that had been waiting for a long time.

His words were very calm, but when Xuanxi heard them, he was horrified. Was he really going to the place where his clan lived? What a catastrophe that would be!

Just as he was attempting to use a secret technique to notify future generations of his clan, a huge demonic eye appeared outside the pot's wall. It was none other than Yao Wang, who leaned closer to examine him and let out a few mocking sounds:

"Just stay inside. With the restrictions set up by your young friend, you old codger won't be able to escape, let alone inform your clansmen. You'll only make yourself a laughingstock!"

“Unlike you arrogant gods and ancient humans, my friend is a true immortal in the mortal realm. How could you, an ant, possibly shake or despise him? Heh—just wait for the reckoning!”

"Senior, enough of that. Why waste words with Him? He's just a dead soul."

Jiang Mo casually tossed the Demon Refining Pot to Taotie and said, "Let's keep going. If you get bored on the way, you can hold the Demon Refining Pot and transmit your thoughts. The flames inside will then scorch this guy's remnant soul according to your wishes, which will add some fun. As for what to interrogate, that's up to you."

"Alright, let's go!"

Yao Wang snatched the Demon Refining Pot, grinning from ear to ear. When it came to tormenting enemies, it was the best at it.

Soon, the group continued onward, passing through the whirlpool at the end of the ancient road and heading towards a new section of the ancient road, with mournful roars echoing from time to time along the way.

The scenery along the seventh section of the Starry Sky Ancient Road, up to the twenty-sixth section, is even more dilapidated. The so-called canyon world has been severely destroyed, leaving only endless ruins. Various rare and ancient creatures are buried here, unable to find peace. Their resentment is intertwined, endless, and never dissipates.

"Wow!"

Jiang Mo sped along like a god descending from heaven, carrying a radiant white light that continuously helped the spirits of the dead to find peace, soothe their anger and hatred, and allow them to dissipate and be freed.

"The ancient human race...the divine race...their foundation is truly profound."

"Even though they were defeated, they still had the strength to break through so many checkpoints along the way..."

Nearly half a month has passed, and the group has traversed countless light-years, crossed twenty-six ancient star paths, and witnessed far too many prehistoric relics.

The three kings, gazing upon the devastation before them, each had their own feelings.

"The journey ahead is not yet over, but... enemy troops may be on their way!"

Just then, Jiang Mo spoke up.

Not far in front of them appeared a deep black vortex, tightly sealed by eerie dark gold chains, completely different from all the previous vortex passages.

"This is the ultimate contingency plan left behind by the ancient human race and the gods when they retreated. There were many checkpoints belonging to them on this ancient road, and from the twenty-seventh to the thirty-second, they were all important places guarded by them. Back then, the pursuers of various races did not have the courage to break in. They were frightened by the counterattack of the ancient human race and stopped in their tracks."

"So many years have passed, and I still don't know what lies behind this pass. The three of you, prepare yourselves!"

Jiang Mo cautiously gave a reminder, then boldly stepped forward. His right hand suddenly formed a seal, gathering divine light, and he slammed his palm solidly into the deep black vortex and its chains.

Chapter 645 Dominating the Trapped Beast

With a loud "bang," Jiang Mo's slender five-finger palm print collided violently with the sealing chains of the dark vortex, bursting out with an extremely dazzling light.

The chains emitted a sharp metallic clang, and powerful magical energy burst forth from the depths of the vortex, transforming into hundreds of scarlet streaks of light that evolved into various offensive weapons, instantly killing the person who opened the door.

"Ok?"

Jiang Mo's eyes narrowed slightly, and the colorless black hole expanded instantly, annihilating all killing techniques.

The weapons formed from the blood-red light dissipated one after another, followed by the collapse of the dense chains, causing the heavens and earth to tremble and shake, as if some long-forgotten forbidden objects had been unlocked.

"Boom!!!"

The deep black vortex spun wildly, and a large amount of evil and twisted energy found an outlet and gushed out.

"Something's not right. This isn't the aura of the gods, but rather that of the ancient human race."

The three kings frowned, sensing the unbridled aura permeating the air, which clearly belonged to the demon race.

"Walk."

"Go in."

Jiang Mo exerted a slight force with his palm, shattering the mist. The vortex shone brightly, and the four of them quickly rushed in.

However, what awaited them was not the magnificent cities of the gods and ancient humans on the ancient star road, but rather enormous, withered beast-like creatures, their cold, eerie, and brutal eyes scanning the living beings below.

There are six such beings!

The moment the portal opened, they all awoke from their numb and stiff state and rushed to the teleportation passage.

"This is... the ruler of an ancient era?!"

Looking at the six figures standing amidst the surrounding clouds and mountain shadows, Yue Li couldn't help but exclaim in astonishment. Their physiques were truly terrifying; it was as if even heaven and earth couldn't contain them, becoming nothing more than an insignificant puddle of mud beneath them.

At the same time, each Overlord's body was decaying, covered in blood, and riddled with countless wounds.

The wounds were not caused by weapons, but by biting and scratching.

Soon, faced with the omnipresent gluttonous desire, the four could easily guess the truth: the ancient overlords trapped here, unable to endure the torment of hunger over the long years, resorted to cannibalism, and in the end, only these six old, weak, and crippled giant beast overlords survived.

"Boom!!!"

Jiang Mo descended into this realm, traversing the void step by step, making no attempt to conceal his cultivation level. The terrifying pressure emanated endlessly from his body, solidifying every inch of space as solid as a steel plate.

Half a step into the Void Realm!

A realm above all beings!

This mere glimpse of the oppressive aura suddenly made the ancient rulers, who had been blinded by their appetites, feel a deadly threat. Their original joy vanished, replaced by a subtle fear.

"Oh? Back then, some bigwigs actually chased after us. That's quite bold. This is the territory of the gods."

"What is your origin, and why are you trapped here by the gods and the ancient humans?"

Jiang Mo stared ahead, and the six sovereigns that came into view looked like this.

A demonic bat with torn wings and half its head bitten off, its entire body bluish-gray, hangs amidst the brilliant starry sky and clouds, with only one large eye still able to move.

The Mountain and Sea Black Tortoise, with its four legs like pillars supporting the sky and its shell bearing mysterious patterns, was unfortunately also riddled with holes.

Among the six rulers, the Soul Sound Ancient Spider, who had forged a net that covered most of the canyon world, was in the worst condition. Its blood energy was so weak that it had almost fallen to the level of an ancient king, and its whole body was exuding a strong aura of death.

There was a giant ox that was reduced to a skeleton, its internal organs completely devoured, barely clinging to life by drawing spiritual energy from the stars scattered along the ancient road through its head.

There was a swaying, sword-shaped grass that grew for thousands of feet. At this moment, it was withered and yellow, lacking vitality, as if it was about to reach the end of its life. It was the sword grass of the demon race, one of the ultimate beings recorded in ancient books.

The above are the twenty-seven sections of the ancient starry road, where the living beings that still survive today are thanks to the fact that this is an ancient road outside the heavens, where the influence of the Heavenly Abyss Law is weak. In addition, these ancient rulers have thick blood energy and devour each other, so they have barely survived countless desperate eras, until today, when new people come to come again.

"We... are the elite demon race who once fought against the ancient human race. We accidentally strayed into this realm and were trapped here by its powerful beings, suffering the erosion of time for over twenty thousand years..."

The Primordial Sword Grass, suspected to be of leader level, slowly spoke. It was the strongest among the six rulers, even more terrifying than several rulers combined.

The faint light swirling around the grass exuded an invincible chill.

"Are there only you, and no other races?"

Jiang Mo then asked, "Have the gods given up here?"

"Several primordial blood ancestors of the Blood Demon Clan and five Dao Lords of humanity came in with us, but were later trapped here as well. As time went on, in order to survive, former allies became mortal enemies, and food..."

"We shared them; otherwise, we wouldn't have survived until now..."

The Primordial Sword Grass spoke truthfully without concealment, for it knew that the white-haired human Dao Lord opposite it possessed extremely high cultivation, far surpassing its own peak strength, and could not be hidden from it at all.

"Back then, we relentlessly pursued them, unwilling to let the remnants of the ancient human race escape, but we never expected to fail... Their race still possessed forbidden weapons left over from an ancient era, which severely wounded us in one fell swoop. Afterwards, they sealed two sections of the ancient road, intending to trap us and kill us alive. Furthermore, beyond this ancient road, there is an ultimate formation set up by a powerful being of the ancient divine race, incredibly sturdy, from which we have no way to escape..."

After listening to the accounts of the six ancient rulers, Jiang Mo roughly understood what had happened.

"Given your current condition, it would be difficult for you to even return along the ancient road. Would you like to come with me to explore the ancient human settlements?"

Jiang Mo glanced at them and saw that all six rulers were in a state of near-death. If they were to forcibly cross the twenty-six sections of the ancient starry road ahead, they would most likely be exhausted halfway through.

Even if other ancient paths are not restricted by formations and can go to any depth of the universe, it is of no use, because there are very few ancient planets with spiritual energy and life that can survive, so few that it is almost impossible to encounter them.

"You're going to the territory of the ancient human race?!"

Jiang Mo's words, when they reached the ears of the six rulers, left them deeply astonished.

"You actually have their coordinates?"

The Mountain and Sea Black Tortoise was surprised; the roads were clearly blocked, so how did this person obtain the coordinates...?

The ancient spider of souls, hanging in the sky, spoke in a hoarse voice, offering its admonition:

“Junior, although you are powerful, the others who are traveling with you are far inferior to you. Going there now will be perilous. It would be better to turn back quickly, make full preparations for the next day, and then launch another campaign.”

"Yes, after more than 20,000 years of recuperation, the ancient human race will be stronger than ever before... I hope you will think it over carefully..."

Despite the absolute disparity in power, the six rulers maintained a kind and caring demeanor towards the younger generation, offering Jiang Mo much advice in an attempt to stop him from moving forward, and then pleading with him to take them back to their homeland.

"It's alright... I'm confident in my abilities."

Jiang Mo smiled faintly and said confidently, "Seniors, if you wish to come with me, I would be honored."

"If you are not interested, we will not force you. We have cleared the road ahead of us, so you may return at any time."

"Ugh......"

Upon hearing this, the Ancient Sword Grass let out a sorrowful sigh: "Go back? How easy is that... Twenty-six ancient star paths, hundreds of light-years away, our physical bodies can no longer support such a long journey home."

"Young man, I am willing to go with you to the ancient human settlements to find out what's going on. Before that, I have a request. I wonder if you would be so kind as to grant my request?"

"Knowing but not speaking."

These four simple words reveal Jiang Mo's attitude.

"it is good......"

"May I ask, young friend, in our homeland of Tianyuan, does the Sword Grass lineage still exist today?"

The sword grass voiced its deepest question, its tone low and a hint of unease creeping in.

"Reporting to senior, your clan disappeared 12,000 years ago. The last sword grass master was killed by several Dao Lords of the human race."

Jiang Mo informed the other party of some details of the war between the human and demon races as recorded in historical books.

"They've already disappeared without a trace..."

Upon hearing this answer, the Ancient Sword Grass gave a few bitter laughs, whether out of helplessness or sorrow. Disappearance could mean either extinction or survival, but perhaps it would never have the chance to know.

In an instant, a desolate atmosphere spread silently, and the other rulers also began to have thoughts, wanting to find out the current situation of their own races.

However, before they could speak, Jiang Mo continued to comfort the Ancient Sword Grass:

"However, senior, you can rest assured. Although your clansmen disappeared in their homeland of Tianyuan, there are traces of them in the Immortal Realm beyond the domain, in the Southern Netherworld. Moreover, they are a powerful clan there. I wonder if they have any connection with you."

"It's possible that they escaped to that place through some spatial rift. There are several examples like this around me. They also have their own clansmen with the same bloodline who survive outside the Immortal Realm. However, our relationship is very bad."

"?!!"

"Wait, junior, how do you know about the situation outside the Immortal Realm? Could it be that someone in this era has already been able to enter?"

The six rulers held their breath, their gazes fixed on Jiang Mo, unwilling to look away even an inch.

The ancient sword grass asked even more urgently:

"Is it true? Young friend, did you hear it from someone else, or did you go and see it for yourself?"

"My true form is in the Immortal Realm. There is a human sect in the Southern Netherworld that I have a good relationship with. They invited me to their sect to participate in an inspection ceremony some time from now. It just so happens that the territory of the Sword Grass Clan is located three million miles to the southwest of this sect."

Jiang Mo was too lazy to hide anything, so he simply said it directly.

"My homeland now has a path leading to the Immortal Realm, which I personally opened, intending to lead all living beings of the world to ascend and take control of the three great sword states and three great prefectures of the Eastern Wilderness. However, some other trivial matters arose, so I have come to conquer the ancient path and search for traces of the ancient human race."

"what?"

"You, you, you...you broke through the boundary between the Heavenly Abyss and the Immortal Realm?!"

The Soul-Sound Ancient Spider trembled so much that its speech was broken and intermittent. This was something that even the strongest beings of countless eras could not do. Just who was this human before it?

"Um."

Jiang Mo nodded slightly in acknowledgment.

"Truly amazing, younger generation...we are deeply impressed."