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

"Thank you..." The Golden Moon God Emperor bowed slightly.

"Shall we have a friendly spar?"

Jiang Mo asked with a smile, extending his left hand, determined to have a contest with this person.

Peace cannot be achieved simply with a gentle tone. Since he has come in person this time, he will not leave any future troubles. At the very least, he will use absolute force to deter the will of this ancient life star and its subordinate Yingyue lineage of ancient humans and gods, so that they will not dare to set foot in Tianyuan again for ten thousand years.

Looking at Jiang Mo's left hand, the Golden Moon God Emperor seemed to be deep in thought. Now that the biggest conflict had been resolved, he was interested in this extra sparring and wanted to see where this human's limits really lay.

"good....."

"Since you've spoken, I'll keep you company for a bit, but I'll stop here when I've said my piece."

The Golden Moon God Emperor gave a polite smile and reached out his hand.

"Clatter..."

With their hands clasped together, the two began to spar within three breaths.

"Boom!!!"

A surge of immense power flowed from Jiang Mo's wrist to his left hand, while the Golden Moon God Emperor also unleashed his power. The two terrifying beams of light collided, a pure contest of strength, devoid of any supernatural techniques or supernatural abilities.

"..."

"......"

The two remained motionless, like petrified statues, each exerting their strength continuously. Jiang Mo's expression showed no change, and his strength steadily increased from 10%, 30%, to 70%.

The Golden Moon God Emperor remained silent, his face ashen, as he manipulated his enhanced Moon Reflection God Emperor body, unleashing his full power to contend with Jiang Mo.

"Kacha!"

"Kacha!"

"Kacha!"

The stalemate lasted less than twenty seconds before a chilling sound of bones shattering rang out. The Golden Moon God Emperor's slender, fair right hand was completely deformed by Jiang Mo's grip, the bones almost turning to powder, yet it was frantically reassembling, refusing to yield.

Would you mind if I used some other methods?

He asked.

"Do your best."

Jiang Mo replied.

"Boom!!!"

The moment the words fell, the Golden Moon God Emperor condensed a terrifying golden moon in his five fingers, which exploded without warning, causing Jiang Mo's left hand to go numb and damaging a lot of his flesh, almost exposing the bones.

His smile grew even brighter, and he stated frankly:

"interesting."

"Boom!"

In the next instant, his own Daoist techniques also came into being, and a bladeless, blazing light bloomed.

Even though the Golden Moon God Emperor was on guard, his defenses were still breached. His right hand was instantly washed away by countless swirling rays of light, turning into a rotten blood mist. The intense pain could not affect his mind, but the dismal result made him feel terrible.

"Come again."

"Ah."

The two sides tested each other, gradually increasing their power, throwing out all sorts of spells and supernatural abilities as if they were free.

The huge commotion inside the barrier startled both sides watching from the outside, who became tense and subconsciously thought that the negotiations had broken down, but they were also hesitant to make a move.

"Boom!"

"Boom!!!"

"Boom!!"

This commotion continued for several days until finally, the barrier shattered, revealing a bloody scene to everyone.

Jiang Mo's left arm was stained with blood and had multiple wounds, but his expression remained unchanged, seemingly quite pleased.

In contrast, the Golden Moon God Emperor was pale, breathing rapidly, and his body was swaying precariously. His right arm was mangled and mangled, a gruesome sight, as if it could be torn off at any moment.

"!"

Twenty-three Dao Lords, ninety-four Divine Generals, and one hundred thousand elite troops, their faces filled with shock, were astonished that the unfamiliar human powerhouse was even stronger than their mother goddess who had personally led them to the battlefield.

Yao Wang, Yue Min, Yue Li, and the others were not surprised; they had long been accustomed to such a predictable victory.

However, only the two sides involved in the fight know the truth.

The Golden Moon God Emperor was limited by the limits of the Reflecting Moon God Emperor's body and was defeated by Jiang Mo. He was deeply wary of him. The other party never made a defensive stance from beginning to end, but just fought him with a barrage of attacks. Even so, his arm was shattered dozens of times, while that person's arm was not shattered even once. The strength of the attack was terrifying.

If the true form were to come and use the three great innate magical artifacts, to be honest, the Golden Moon God Emperor was not confident of defeating Jiang Mo's reincarnation body; all he could hope for was to escape unscathed.

Similarly, after several days of fighting, Jiang Mo roughly judged the opponent's true cultivation level, which was still within his control.

"I've learned a lot, fellow Daoist."

In the end, the sparring match ended with the Golden Moon God Emperor voluntarily admitting defeat, and Jiang Mo won!

The starry sky was silent. The dark, opposing forces in the distance were completely speechless, their fists clenched, their expressions wavering, unable to accept such a cruel reality.

How could a lower race from their homeland, mere mortals among mortals, possibly defeat their supreme god...?

Although many of the Dao Lords and Divine Generals had a bad feeling, when they saw it with their own eyes, a certain belief they had always held onto quietly crumbled.

Chapter 648 Sending You to the Yellow Springs

As the strongest of the six ancient rulers, the Ancient Sword Grass was quite surprised to see the outcome of the battle between the two sides. The female god-emperor in the Blood Moon state gave it a strong sense of pressure, not to mention the later Golden Moon state. The difference between the two was nearly tenfold, which once made it feel desperate.

Even such a mysterious and powerful figure could still shake the descendants of his homeland. At this moment, the Ancient Sword Grass regarded the white-haired youth as a mythical celestial being, unapproachable and invincible.

"No wonder they were so fearless... It turns out they had reached the limit in the realm of humanity and taken half a step, or even a step... many steps forward, before they gained such great power."

The Primordial Sword Grass pondered to itself, unconsciously comparing Jiang Mo with all the human and ancient human cultivators it had ever met. After much thought, it concluded that Jiang Mo was still the best.

Coincidentally, the other five rulers were also so amazed that their eyes widened like copper bells, filled with an indelible sense of shock.

"Young friend, have you gotten the item?"

Seeing that the confrontation between the two had temporarily come to an end, Yao Wang glanced at the camps of the ancient humans and gods, feeling a slight predatory desire. Therefore, he inquired about the details, anticipating the next move.

"I got it. This old gentleman is a good person, willing to talk to me and cooperate, so I won't make things difficult for him..."

Jiang Mo said with a light laugh, "Having met, it's inevitable that there will be some conflicts. However, the dispute between us has been resolved peacefully. He and His people do not like war and have no intention of waging war. This is the best outcome for both sides."

"However, we will have to wait here for a while and look forward to other guests."

These words caused subtle expressions on the faces of the nine rulers. The three kings knew the purpose of their trip: to retrieve the Book of Time. Now that they had it, there must be a reason why they were still lingering. The six rulers on the ancient star road were wondering what agreement had been reached between the two sides.

They had initially hoped that the ancient humans and gods would recklessly seek death and engage in a great battle with the Dao Lord of their homeland, resulting in heavy casualties and venting their hatred.

"Fellow Daoist, you flatter me. I would not call myself a good-natured person. On the contrary, you are kind and compassionate, and you have been too lenient. On behalf of my people, I would like to express my deepest gratitude to you. I will definitely keep them strictly under control in the future, so please rest assured."

The Golden Moon God Emperor made a promise, explaining that He had overexerted Himself in this battle, causing His body to show signs of being overloaded and on the verge of collapse.

Then, He bid a hasty farewell and departed silently. The bright moon hanging behind Him transformed from gold to blood-red, and then from blood-red back to its original cold white. At this moment, it also signified that the Moon-Reflecting God Emperor of the ancient human and divine races had officially taken over the physical body.

Compared to her previous slightly arrogant gaze, her eyes now held a deep fear of Jiang Mo. She completely lacked the courage to openly confront this monster, and instead communicated with him using gentle words:

"I will stay with you until they arrive."

"it is good."

Jiang Mo was sparing with his words and didn't say much.

The two sides are locked in a standoff, and the atmosphere is becoming increasingly tense.

The six rulers of the Starry Sky Ancient Road looked at the Dao Lord and Divine General opposite them with eyes full of hatred, wishing they could kill them all.

The same powerful figures were also enraged when they saw these prehistoric remnants and the Demon Refining Pot in Yao Wang's hands. If it weren't for the Moon Reflection Emperor suppressing them, they would have lost control long ago.

About half an hour later, Jiang Mo and the Moon God Emperor both sensed that their own forces were feeling incredibly stifled.

Just as Jiang Mo was about to say something, a commotion arose in the distance. A Dao Lord knelt on one knee before the Moon Reflecting God Emperor, requesting permission:

"Your Majesty, I can no longer bear to see our ancestors suffer. Although I cannot save them, I wish to request permission to fight them to the death and avenge this grudge."

"Back then, if they hadn't intervened and interfered midway, Lord Xuanxi might have been able to return in time!"

"How dare you!!! Junior, I've been waiting for you to say that."

Beside Yao Wang stood an old man with a broken horn and a burly physique. He spoke in a deep, gruff voice that he was the giant bull overlord on the ancient road, whose only remaining part was his head and whose skeleton was devoid of flesh and blood. He ranked fourth among the six in terms of strength.

"..."

The Moon Reflecting God Emperor listened to his clansmen's requests without batting an eye, and asked Jiang Mo:

"Since they will have some time before they arrive, why don't we use our own resources to settle our own scores in the meantime?"

"I have no opinion."

Jiang Mo smiled slightly, turned his head to look at the six rulers, and said:

"You decide for yourselves whether to fight the ancient humans and gods. I will not intervene; you are responsible for your own lives..."

"Very well, thank you for your kind offer, young friend."

"Huh, that's exactly what I meant!"

Upon hearing Jiang Mo's statement, several Sovereigns immediately stepped forward, their aged and murky eyes gleaming with a chilling light.

"I will build a dueling arena for you. Fight freely. As long as you win and do not wish to continue, they cannot harm you in the slightest. If your cultivation is insufficient and you die inside... then you cannot blame outsiders for not helping you."

"Is this alright?"

Jiang Mo first asked the opinions of the six rulers, and then looked at the opposing camp to inquire about their intentions.

Almost immediately, he could tell the general outcome. The situation was not optimistic. All six rulers were in a state of blood and qi depletion, while the opponents were either at their peak or in their prime. The selected Dao Lords and Divine Generals were not just there to fill positions; they were all the elite among the elite of the Moon Reflection Divine Emperor's lineage.

"I can't ask for it!"

"My name is Cang Yan, and I will fight the first battle!"

The majestic and imposing Daoist Lord rose and spoke in a loud voice. His aura and fighting spirit soared to new heights, his sharpness unmatched, and his eyes blazing like torches. With just one announcement, the army behind him cheered and encouraged him.

"I come!"

The transformed Primordial Bull had a gloomy and tyrannical face, exuding evil aura, and grinned incessantly.

"Don't anyone try to take it from me. If I'm not capable, I'll accept dying inside!"

"I've been trapped on this ancient road for 20,000 years, and not a single day has gone by that I haven't wanted to tear these beasts to shreds!"

The Primordial Wild Bull's killing intent was extremely fierce. It suddenly started panting heavily, its eyes turned bloodshot, and blood vessels appeared on its face. Its already exaggerated muscles twisted and swelled up, forcibly burning its lifespan once again to unleash astonishing combat power in its originally aging body.

"!"

Witnessing this scene, the other five rulers' expressions changed slightly. They did not expect this mad bull to be so decisive, wanting to fight to the death right here without leaving any way back!

"..."

The Primordial Sword Grass, with the highest cultivation level, was somewhat moved. It looked at the Dao Lord opposite it, then at the Primordial Wild Bull, and said nothing more, only sighing softly.

"Alas, after so many years of knowing each other, we must part ways here. Let me give you something in the hope that it will protect you and bring you peace..."

After saying that, a sword talisman was handed over.

"Thanks..."

The old man, still bleeding profusely, snatched it away. His voice was hoarse, but his laughter was chilling.

"Boom!"

While everyone was talking, Jiang Mo had already built a dueling arena with a radius of ten thousand miles in the starry sky. It was extremely solid and could withstand the full-force battle of the peak level of the Supreme Dao Lord. It was a prison that those ancient rulers, god race Dao Lords and god generals could never break.

"I shall go first!"

The moment the dueling arena was completed, the Primordial Wild Bull could not suppress the fighting desire in his heart. He transformed into a streak of blood light and rushed into the arena, not forgetting to thank Jiang Mo on the way.

"Wow!"

A sharp white light arrived in an instant, revealing itself to be Cang Yan, the Dao Lord of the Divine Race.

His face was ashen, and although he harbored murderous intent towards the Primordial Wild Bull, it was not to the extreme, and he was clearly holding back.

Rather than killing this beast, He preferred to capture it alive and use it as leverage, hoping to exchange it for the remnant soul of the sage Xuanxi.