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

The Ancient Sword Grass said from the bottom of its heart that even though the two were not of the same race and had a huge age gap, it still couldn't help but feel deep respect after hearing about Jiang Mo's feat.

"By the way, young friend, several of my old friends also want to ask about their species. I wonder if you could answer some of their questions."

The five ancient rulers awaited Jiang Mo's answer, their expressions somewhat tense.

"They've almost all been wiped out. In any case, there's no trace of their kind in the era I lived in."

"After the ancient human race fled the starry sky, the remaining four races fought each other. The Blood Demon and Evil Spirit races fought a major battle with the Demon race, wiping out many rare species of the Demon race. As a result, the two races went underground to live in seclusion."

"After that, the human race, to which I am from, clashed with the demon race, fighting for resources and killing each other for more than 10,000 years. Many traditions and races of both races were destroyed in the long river of time. I ask my seniors to take heed of this."

"The Sword Grass lineage was something we happened to hear about from beyond the realm. We've never encountered the clans of the other five seniors, neither in the Heavenly Abyss nor the Immortal Realm..."

Jiang Mo's calm words silently shattered the hopes of the five ancient rulers.

"Alas... life is unpredictable."

The Mountain and Sea Black Tortoise sighed with melancholy. During the 20,000 years they had been trapped, they had all made some predictions about the continuation of their race. Even now, upon learning of the tragedy, they felt little sorrow, only regret.

It's a pity they made a wrong step back then, which affected the fate of the entire tribe. If they hadn't been trapped here, they might not have been wiped out.

“Young friend, since you are going to continue your journey, if you don’t mind, please give me a ride. I also want to see what the ancient human race looks like after 20,000 years of recuperation.”

The ancient sword grass pleaded, saying that its wish had been fulfilled and it no longer cared about life or death.

"Me too."

"Junior, could you please take me along..."

"And I."

"Rather than waiting to die here, it would be better to go and see the forbidden areas of the gods and the ancient humans..."

Soon, all six rulers expressed a strong willingness to follow.

The route from the twenty-seventh section of the ancient road to the thirty-second pass at the end must be much shorter than the previous sections, yet they still manage to reach the end.

"it is good."

"Then let's go."

Jiang Mo stomped his foot, and the range of his void divine power, which originally covered the three kings, instantly expanded tens of thousands of times. At the same time, the six rulers transformed into human form and followed him.

"Buzz!"

"Buzz!"

Within this special domain, all six rulers felt an unimaginable power beneath their feet, allowing them to traverse countless light-years with a single step—a power undoubtedly brought by Jiang Mo.

After carefully experiencing that ultimate level of technique, their understanding of Jiang Mo's strength was elevated several levels again.

If it were the human Dao Lord before us, perhaps it would truly be possible to successfully subdue the ancient human race.

They couldn't help but feel a sense of anticipation.

"Wow!"

"Wow!"

After another day and night of travel, the ten people did not rest for a moment. Finally, they arrived at the end of the twenty sections of the ancient road, where the same black vortex and sealing chains could not stop Jiang Mo's will.

"boom!"

As Jiang Mo's gaze fell upon them, the chains shattered into fragments, and the vortex opened.

The next moment, everyone's expression changed drastically, but Jiang Mo's smile remained unchanged, relaxed and humorous, even with unexpected surprise, his brows unfurled, looking very pleased.

The nine rulers stood frozen in place, completely different from what was expected. There were no more five passes on the ancient starry road!

Not far away appeared a vast army of gods and ancient humans, commanded by more than twenty supreme Dao Lords, nearly a hundred divine generals, and an endless expanse of more than 100,000 elite ancient humans and gods. Their imposing presence and fighting spirit were almost tangible, causing the starry sky to pale in comparison.

The enemy had set up an ambush here!

Moreover, the forces mobilized are enough to annihilate all the forces in Tianyuan!

Chapter 646 Confrontation with the God Emperor

The battle flags of the Protoss and Ancient Human armies are blood-stained, half-broken banners that flutter in the wind not far from the entrance to the twenty-eighth ancient star road. They are imprinted with the sacred totems of the two races, blood that shines like the sun, embedded in the center, surrounded by the runes of eight ancient Dao soldiers, with only simple outlines or rough strokes.

The blood on that battle flag symbolizes their most revered and worshipped ancestral gods, namely the first ancient human king from ancient times, and many elders of the same era. The eight Dao soldier symbols surrounding the blood are the exclusive Dao soldiers of the strongest human kings and god emperors in the ancient human king clan, signifying their belief in dedicating everything to eternally protect the clan.

This battle flag has not remained unchanged throughout the long river of time. In terms of merit and strength, as long as the successor is amazing enough to surpass the predecessor, he can take his place!

Jiang Mo's eyes immediately noticed the familiar yet unfamiliar battle flag. Memories belonging to the Heavenly Abyss Divine Crystal resurfaced in his mind.

Before the ancient human and divine races were annihilated, this banner had two sides: one side worshipped the ancestral god, and the other side worshipped the mother god (i.e., Tianyuan, who took in their race). Until the war broke out, Tianyuan used cruel methods to destroy the history of the four races, which was almost completely disrupted, and the banner changed as a result.

The totem of the Mother Goddess is no longer on the back; instead, it is carved with celestial stars or strange phenomena of the Qi Sea.

At this moment, the battle flags exuded a fierce and invincible aura, as if ancient human kings and god emperors had been resurrected and descended upon the mortal world, bringing with them an indescribable and terrifying pressure that crushed the ancient road through the starry sky.

Before the opposing army formation stood twenty-four upright figures, men and women, mostly middle-aged or young, with not a single old or frail Dao Lord; they were all in their prime.

The generals, however, are different. Some are young and sharp, some are old and shrewd, and some are veterans who crave glory.

Their cultivation was close to that of the Twenty-Four Dao Lords, though there was a gap, it wasn't significant, and they were still roughly on the same level. The remaining 100,000 elites were also in high spirits and had unwavering faith. Their cold, sharp gazes pierced through the void, locking onto the calamity prophesied by the ten clan sages.

Feeling the dense, piercing gazes rushing towards them, the nine rulers couldn't help but feel a sense of tension. It was an instinctive reaction; the opposing lineup was simply too terrifying. The twenty-four Dao Lords who stood at the pinnacle were practically invincible, far beyond their ability to defeat.

"You beast, how dare you seize the souls of my ancestors and torture them in this filthy instrument!"

Suddenly, a burly man with handsome features and tiger-like eyes noticed the Demon Refining Pot that Yao Wang was carrying. Xuan Xi was howling inside, his writhing, insect-like figure struggling. This suddenly displeased him, and a domineering killing intent erupted from afar, transforming into an invisible giant wave that rushed towards Yao Wang.

"If we've captured him, we've captured him. If it weren't for the fact that this thing tastes bad and has hidden dangers, I would have eaten him until there wasn't a bone left."

However, Yao Wang ignored the rebuke from Tianying, one of the Twenty-Four Dao Lords, and continued to grin savagely as if nothing had happened. He then gently shook the Demon Refining Pot, causing the flames inside to burn even more fiercely, almost completely erasing Xuanxi's remnant soul.

"what!!!"

Heart-wrenching screams echoed throughout the heavens. The twenty-four Dao Lords and nearly a hundred Divine Generals recognized the presence inside the pot, and their faces suddenly turned as cold as iron.

"Let me give you a piece of advice: let go now and hand this over to us, and you may still have a whole body. Otherwise, I will repay you a thousandfold!"

Another Daoist Lord spoke up. His name was Lou Zhan, a direct descendant of Lou Yu, one of the divine generals. He naturally knew the history of his ancestors and other divine generals fighting bloody battles during the clan's retreat.

Seeing his ancestor trapped inside the soul-refining artifact and suffering torture, his long-dormant anger suddenly ignited into a murderous rage.

"You can't do it, humph!"

Yao Wang sneered and said loudly, "I am right here. If you have the ability, just take my head. No need for further words."

With Jiang Mo by his side to keep things under control, this old man maintained a calm and composed demeanor, acting as if he were a fox borrowing the tiger's might. He showed no sign of panic whatsoever, simply because, in his view, these powerful figures from the gods and the ancient human race were no match for Jiang Mo!

After it finished speaking, the ancient sword grass that had followed along also chimed in:

"I never imagined that after so many years, the foundation of your divine race and the ancient human race would be restored so well. It seems you have spared no expense to send out so many Dao Lords and Divine Generals at once."

"I wonder if you can withstand the total annihilation today?"

"You? A dying ancient sword grass? You dare to discuss our life and death?"

The third among the twenty-four Dao Lords, Disaster Relief, curled his lips into a mocking smile. He looked pitifully at the six Sovereigns, their blood and energy waning after twenty thousand years on the ancient road, shook his head, and murmured:

"You? In the past, you might have had some chance to suppress us. Unfortunately, you have made no progress in the past 20,000 years. How laughable. In the end, you are just a bunch of losers."

"Is it?"

Upon hearing this, the old man who had transformed from the Primordial Sword Grass suddenly smiled, his dry skin revealing a chilling smile.

"A loser, I suppose."

"Wow!"

The next moment, the old man held up a severed arm, saying, “Back then, I personally took off the arm of your clan’s God Emperor. The divinity within was incredibly stubborn, but it was still obliterated. Go and ask that old ghost if he has been suffering excruciating pain all these years. I killed the soul inside him forever, so he can’t even regenerate an arm.”

"!"

"!"

That arm was already withered and dry, not a drop of blood could be squeezed out. When it came into the sight of the many Dao Lords and Divine Generals, it made them feel a chill in their hearts. This ancient sword grass ghost might be even more terrifying than they had imagined.

Many years have passed, and it still hasn't been able to outlast it, so it must have made a new breakthrough in its realm.

The ancient human and divine factions were instantly thrown into turmoil. The crowd was agitated, viewing the actions of the Ancient Sword Grass as blasphemy against their ancestral gods, and wishing they could kill it on the spot.

Finally, someone gently waved to signal silence. It was a woman of breathtaking beauty, with skin as white as snow, dressed in a light blue dress, a cold moon illusion hanging from her back. Her gaze was lowered, her eyes calm and serene as she looked at Jiang Mo. She parted her lips slightly and asked:

"You are the strongest of this journey, and also the embodiment of the calamity foretold by the sages."

"Now that we have met, we should speak frankly about our intentions and try to avoid war as much as possible, which would benefit both of us."

These calm, indifferent, and arrogant words seemed to have already decided the outcome of their battle.

"Benefits? What benefits?"

Jiang Mo smiled and asked, feeling that the words were somewhat familiar, but he couldn't recall how many of his fallen adversaries had said the same thing to him.

"The greatest benefit is that both of us can leave unharmed."

The woman spoke again, and the bright silver moon behind her instantly transformed into a ferocious blood moon. The aura emanating from her body far surpassed that of the Dao Lords, making her the strongest being sent by the God Clan and the Primordial Human Clan on this trip.

One of the two emperors of the divine race, the Sun and the Moon, the Moon-Reflecting Emperor.

In an instant, her unique aura swept across the sky, filling almost every corner. The ancient starry road was stained with moon frost, and the whole world exuded a bone-chilling cold.

"..."

The two sides were on the verge of exchanging blows. The nine rulers looked solemn and thoughtful. This strange woman was too incredible. The power she displayed was significantly different from that of the other supreme Dao Lords. It was completely abnormal and comparable to the power of nearly ten supreme Dao Lords.

Jiang Mo tilted his head back and chuckled, his gaze sweeping over the twenty-four Dao Lords and ninety-four Divine Generals, feeling little pressure.

Compared to the beings of the Immortal Realm, there is still an insurmountable gap. These beings who fled their homeland, although not suppressed by the Heavenly Abyss, were not much luckier. They were probably subject to other restrictions as well. If we were to truly compare them, they would be equivalent to the early stage of the Supreme Dao Lord in the Immortal Realm, or the kind of great beings with only two or three Dao Palaces.

Moreover, an unexpected yet intense premonition brewed directly in Jiang Mo's heart. He could see that the woman before him was extraordinary; her body was like an infinitely compressed mass of chaotic true qi surging within her, posing an extreme danger.

Of course, the danger wasn't her, but the chaotic power within her that seemed to possess a life force.

In other words, there's a significant probability that the woman is the human form of an ancient life-bearing star! Just like when the Venusian Divine Crystal invited Jiang Mo to become its human form, allowing him to enjoy immortality and wield the power to destroy the heavens and the earth.

With this in mind, Jiang Mo calmly responded to the suggestion made by the Moon Reflection Emperor:

“I have come here with no intention of fighting or hurting you. I have only one request: to reclaim the historical records that belong to our ‘Mother’.”

"Whoever gets in my way, I'll kill them."

As the final five words were uttered, Jiang Mo's expression was terrifyingly resolute, leaving no room for negotiation. His gaze was sharper than ever before, a stark contrast to his previous gentle demeanor, which terrified all the powerful figures present, making them feel as if they had fallen into an ice cave.

"Wow!"

At the same moment, Jiang Mo brought his hands together, condensing the most terrifying dark red blood light. The replica of the Immortal-Breaking Sword was thus forcibly created by him through 'at will'. Although it was not as good as the real Immortal-Breaking Sword, it still had three or four tenths of its power.

Jiang Mo held his sword in one hand, looking down at the heroes with disdain. Everything was done in silence. His white hair fluttered in the wind, and his facial features were exceptionally indifferent. It was a kind of indifference and cruelty that regarded all life in the world as ants.

The reincarnation body possesses the strongest divinity, but in battle, the ruthless methods it displays are even more ruthless than those of its original form.

"Choose."

Jiang Mo left the choice to the other party, completely handing over the power to start the war to them.

He was fearless and no variable could shake his absolute military power.

"......"

The sheer scale of the scene caused the expressions of more than twenty Dao Lords to change. Had the human race's Dao Lords, who had also undergone twenty thousand years of transformation, grown to such an exaggerated level?!

Empress Yingyue frowned slightly, calmly and tactfully declining:

"The annals of history have been refined by our chosen new Mother Goddess, nurtured for twenty thousand years with immense effort, yet we still cannot repay them to you..."

"You can propose other conditions: ancient techniques, supernatural powers, Daoist weapons, resources."

"Boom!!!"

Before he could finish speaking, Jiang Mo raised his hand without frowning and unleashed a sword strike. The blood-red, almost black sword light poured down for over 100,000 miles, like a bloodthirsty dragon opening its blood-red maw to devour the camps of the gods and the ancient humans.

"not good!!"

A cry of alarm rang out as Dao Lords frantically tried to defend themselves. More than twenty top-tier experts attacked simultaneously, and ninety-four divine generals also used their supernatural powers, gathering the strength of one hundred thousand elite troops to jointly resist this sudden attack.

Among the numerous defensive spells, the Moon Reflecting God Emperor's blood-red jade wheel, with twelve overlapping layers, stood at the forefront, but it was ravaged by the domineering sword light and was on the verge of collapse, ready to shatter at any moment.

"Boom!"

The terrifying power poured out wildly, once piercing through the blood-red jade wheel, and all other protective divine powers were also torn to dust.

"Pfft!!"