Chapter 447: New and old hatreds come together, and the heroes point their swords at the Demon Lord While humans were battling against intelligent life forms, sects and cults across Kyushu, having received messages from the Taxu Palace, were weighing the chances of success in launching a surprise attack on the Trinity birth of the rare ancient beast 'Pegasus' has made all the major secret realms uneasy, as they are afraid that the Demon Lord might break in one day and they will face the same fate as the Taxu Palace. The disciple of the ancient Kunlun sect, who was sent outside to negotiate indirectly through the relationship between the master and the sect, bypassed the space boundary through the forbidden technique of the Paradise Palace and informed his Taoist partner, the previous generation's Saint of the Paradise Palace, of the news from the outside world. After learning that the Creation Sect and the Taxu Palace had been destroyed one after another, the head of the Jile Palace was so frightened that he almost fainted and his face turned pale. At the suggestion of many elders, and under the auspices of the previous saint and several supreme elders, Ji Le Mansion chose to awaken the ancient ancestor who was sleeping in the sect's forbidden area. He was also a lord of the realm whose age was unknown. With the burning of incense and prayers, dozens of elders knelt in front of the desolate valley. The Lord of Paradise Palace offered an ancient token to open the many sealed restrictions. Immediately, a dazzling light bloomed from the valley. In the blink of an eye, the desolate land and plants in the surrounding area all came back to life and grew at a speed visible to the naked eye. In the blink of an eye, they turned into a vibrant and lush bamboo forest. A young woman with white hair and blue eyes, hearing the younger generation's call for help, stepped out of the forbidden area. She was dressed in clear green clothes, her skin was as white as cream, her figure was slender and perfect, her face was cold and without any emotional fluctuations, and she exuded a sense of endless vicissitudes of time from the inside out. Yun Qingrao - the thirteenth headmaster of Jile Mansion, is an ancient being who has become the master of the realm since one thousand five hundred years ago. The elders kneeling on the ground felt relieved as if they had found a life-saving straw.

"Grandmaster, the Trinity Sect has revived." The former saint, Zhao Xianying, showed a respectful look on her face. She slowly took a few steps forward, knelt on one knee, and presented a newly written letter with both hands, reporting all the recent events. That was the information her Taoist partner Yan Zhuo had found out in the outside world. "." Yun Qingrao took the letter and glanced at each page. His originally calm expression became increasingly solemn, and even his brows furrowed, as he saw the demise of Creation Sect and Taxu Palace, as well as Mu Jue's request for help. "Even he was defeated?" Yun Qingrao couldn't believe it. She and Mu Jue were almost from the same generation of practitioners and she had heard of the other's amazing talent. He was first the successor cultivated by the Taxu Palace, and then he infiltrated the Sanyi Sect and also obtained a very high status and even had the right to inherit the Taoist tradition. In addition, he has many glorious deeds, any one of which is an amazing feat. He was also one of the rare shining stars in that distant era and one of the ten great geniuses in Middle-earth. In the blink of an eye, one thousand seven hundred years have passed, and his cultivation must have reached the pinnacle long ago. What Yun Qingrao fears the most is that the Creation Gate and the Taxu Palace represent the two masters of the realm. No matter how old they get or how low their realm drops, they are still invincible in their own secret realm. Even if they cannot win, they still have the power to protect themselves. She really couldn't figure out the origins of Demon Lord Jiang Mo, who suddenly rose to prominence when the Sanyi Sect was at a disadvantage in its demise. According to the letter, he had only been a mortal for a hundred years, but he had grown to the level of being able to kill the Lord of the Realm. Yun Qingrao was suspicious and subconsciously asked: "Is what is said in the letter true?" "It is absolutely true. We dare not lie to you. Please judge for yourself, Grand Master." Zhao Xianying nodded and replied, then suddenly frowned slightly and told everything that was hesitating in her heart. "When the two sects were not yet destroyed, my Taoist companion Yan Zhuo, under our orders, asked our seniors to tell the Trinity Sect that if they were willing to cease fire and forgive the past, we would agree to all their requests and make compensation." "However, after being rejected, the Demon Lord insisted on fighting to the death. We were terrified and unable to deal with it, so we had to disturb you, our great master, to be born, turn the tide, and help the successor to the throne." "." Yun Qingrao sorted out her thoughts. Until now, she was 80% sure that the so-called Demon Lord was most likely the reincarnation of the last leader of the Trinity Sect.

In that ancient war, her master was one of the six great masters who went to besiege the city. He was killed by the then-possessed Supreme Master Mingyao, and fell on the battlefield. Even his body was never found, and he was buried in that secret place. Not long after, the Paradise Secret Realm came under attack, and the possessed madman pushed his way to the sect gate. Even she, who was still in seclusion, was awakened and had to stop, rush to the scene and participate in the encirclement and suppression. However, due to the disparity in strength, she was defeated by a group of elders, and her Taoist partner was one of her senior brothers. At the critical moment of life and death, she blocked a sword and was blasted into blood foam by the Supreme Lord. Her soul was shattered and she didn't even have the chance to reincarnate. Finally, if the dormant Lord of the Realm had not revived in advance and paid a huge price to severely injure and force the enemy to retreat, I am afraid that the Paradise would not have survived to this day. Thinking of this, all the new and old grudges came together, and the cold light in Yun Qingrao's eyes became even colder. "Pass on my order. From now on, all disciples below the level of elders will leave the sect and settle down in the mortal world. As long as you have not killed the Demon Lord and razed the Three One Sect, you do not need to return to the sect. Your first priority is to preserve your life." "The rest of you, follow me and get ready to fight the Demon Lord!" "Yes!! I will obey the order of my master!" The elders present all responded loudly in unison. They finally had a backbone. Under the leadership of the Lord of Controlling Realm, with the participation of other sects, this battle would surely restore order. Half an hour later, Yun Qingrao, who had refined the three magical instruments of the sect - the Yin-Yang Liuhe Fan, the Flowing Cloud Shadow Sword, and the Miraculous Natural Waterfall, greatly improved her strength again in the shortest possible time. "Boom!!!" Then, as soon as she thought of it, the secret passage to the Paradise Palace suddenly opened, and the disciples who had been ready to go came out in full force and dispersed from all directions. In just a few minutes, the huge Paradise Palace became extremely calm, and a total of two to three thousand disciples were temporarily evacuated. There are still more than thirty figures left in front of the main Taoist palace of Jile Palace. The ones with the most powerful Qi are the three supreme elders, the previous saint Zhao Xianying, and the master of Jile Palace. In addition, there was a sword cultivator with a sturdy build and regular features who came in from the outside world and responded to the call. He was Yan Zhuo, the disciple who defected from the Kunlun Ancient Sect. His choice was to live and die together with his Taoist partner. "Ziyi, Xuanheng, listen up. You two will be responsible for visiting the Shenlin Sect." "Pass on my order and discuss the plan with them. The demon king race that the Demon Lord has allied with is the remnant that they have not dealt with thoroughly. They know what to do. I will grant you two sword talismans in case of emergency." Yun Qingrao lightly waved her right hand, and two streaks of light blue light flew out, turning into translucent sword seals and falling into the palms of the two supreme elders. "Yes! We will set off immediately." After the words fell, the two did not dare to delay and burst out with terrifying Qi. Their afterimages disappeared from the spot and they left the secret realm in an instant. "Pan Nian, Xu Yu, you two take this token and go to the Ice Flame Valley. You must win over and persuade their ancient ancestor to come out. There is no need to say much, just say that I will be there in person, and that the Demon Lord is the reincarnation of the last headmaster of Trinity." Yun Qingrao gave another order and handed a token that was transparent, icy and exuding a chilly aura to another supreme elder and the Lord of Ji Le Palace. The Ice Flame Valley and the Paradise Palace had an alliance for a period of time in ancient times, and the token was a token of trust given to the Paradise Palace by a certain generation of the Ice Flame Valley master. Nineteen hundred years ago, the Ice Flame Valley also had a war with the Trinity Sect over the ownership of a spiritual vein. The leader at that time was seriously injured and on the verge of death by his superior, which is why they later missed the battle to destroy the sect. "call out--!" "call out--!"

In front of the temple, a hurricane suddenly tore through the void, passed through the vast sea of ​​clouds, and sank into the passage to the secret realm. The Lord of Paradise, Pan Nian, and the Grand Elder Xu Yu set off directly after receiving the token. Yun Qingrao, who had deployed the plan, led the remaining elders to various sects to seek help. Five minutes later, the entrance to the secret realm where Jiuchong Mountain was located was closed, and the boundary wall isolated everything. The elders of Jile Mansion silently retreated hundreds of miles and kept a safe distance. Then, as they watched, they saw a scene of unparalleled horror. "Boom!!!" In the void, Yun Qingrao flipped her hand and a white waterfall fell from the sky, like a galaxy washing the world. It instantly impacted the mountains and forests outside the secret realm, shattering them into dust. The looming boundary wall was shaking, causing ripples. The people from the Nine-Layered Mountain who were huddled inside were immediately terrified, thinking that it was the Demon Lord who came to attack them. Before they could react, a blood-red glow leaked out from the back mountain, covering the clouds and blocking the sun. It must be the blood energy of the sect's old monster, and another master of the realm had awakened. "Om!!" The passage to the void was forcibly opened, and an old man, who looked frail and frail, was stationed in front of the secret realm. Following closely behind him were the elders and disciples of Jiuchong Mountain. He looked ahead and saw the woman with white hair and blue eyes. He asked in a hoarse voice: "The Taoist Lord of Jile Palace? Why are you disturbing our important place?" Daojun is a respectful title for the most powerful practitioners in ancient times, representing a combat power that is almost at the pinnacle of the human world. Generally, those who enjoy this honor are mostly the great masters of the realm, or the founders of a sect. "The Trinity Sect has returned to the world, and the Demon King has been reborn. He has already destroyed the Creation Sect and the Stepping Void Sect. He is now in a desperate situation. Fellow Daoist, why don't you go with me?" Yun Qingrao spoke lightly, and a sharp light instantly tore through the void and reached the old man from Jiuchong Mountain. It was a piece of letter paper engraved with Qi patterns, and the name on it was Mu Jue. "." The old man looked haggard and lifeless. He lowered his head and looked at the familiar name on the letter. He couldn't help but feel a little dazed and murmured: “I didn’t expect that he would be pushed to this extent.” As one of the geniuses of his time, the ancient ancestor of Jiuchong Mountain once fought with Mu Jue, but unfortunately lost after several moves. "Just us?" "Not only that, he has offended many other sects, including Changsheng Lake, Lianhun Mountain, Bingyan Valley, Jietian Sect, and even Shenlin Sect. They may not tolerate his existence. If you and I join forces and win over three or four fellow sect members, no matter how powerful he is, he will have to be killed." Yun Qingrao pointed out the advantages, her voice was cold and indifferent, like an iceberg that had not melted for thousands of years. "it is good" After a slight hesitation, the old man agreed to her request and ordered the strong men in the gate to prepare for the battle and follow him. It was also at this time that the Lord of the Realm underwent an indescribable change. His aura soared countless times, as if he was a furnace of blood and energy that shook the heavens and the earth. His gray hair was agitated, his body was rapidly regenerated, and he constantly shed dead skin, gradually recovering to his prime. Yun Qingrao, who witnessed this scene, narrowed her eyes slightly and felt a strong sense of threat. The strength of the physical cultivator in front of her was slightly higher than hers, so the chances of capturing the Demon Lord alive were much higher. "Do you have a boundary-breaking shuttle?" The Ninth Level Lord asked, worried that the Demon Lord would withdraw to the Trinity Secret Realm. Without this item by then, even if five or six realm lords joined forces, their efforts would be in vain.

"Others, there will be." Yun Qingrao said nonchalantly that facing the man's temptation, she did not want to reveal the sect's secrets, so she gave an irrelevant response. "That's fine." The Ninth Layer Master no longer worried about it. Even if there wasn't one, with their combined strength, there would be no one in the world who couldn't snatch a Boundary Breaking Shuttle. The two Taoist Lords, who reached a consensus on cooperation, immediately set off to Changsheng Lake, Lianhun Mountain, Jietianmen, Guquanxu and other places to win over allies and negotiate the matter of jointly suppressing the Demon Lord. On the same day, news came that the old monster behind the Shenlin Sect was also willing to join this hunting feast, and specifically asked for the two Pegasus from the Sanyi Sect. Anyone who competed with him would become his mortal enemy. In the evening, the afterglow of the setting sun spread across the earth like a golden ocean. Inside the Trinity Gate, the leaders of the nine departments had been sent away several hours ago. At this time, in front of Qingxin Hall, Jiang Mo was sitting quietly at the tea table, holding in his hand a piece of letter paper that had been sent by Shenlin Sect not long ago, with only one line of concise sentences on it. "Hand over Pegasus, send Taishan, and I will not interfere." A majestic voice rang in my ears, striking my heart directly. The Qi contained between the lines was unimaginably powerful. Only Jiang Mo could grasp it so casually. If it were anyone else, I'm afraid they would have died. The person who took action was undoubtedly the Lord of the Yujing of the Shenlin Sect! Even if they are the top sects, their highest-level elders and masters are not qualified to talk to Jiang Mo. Only the Lord of Controlling Realm can fight against the Lord of Controlling Realm. This is an unchanging law. "Senior, do you want to take a look?" Jiang Mo pinched the letter paper with two fingers of one hand, suppressed the power bursting out of it silently, and tilted it towards the direction where Yue Min was. The old man's gaze fell on the line of handwriting, and a fierce light flashed in his demonic pupils. The racial hatred that had continued for thousands of years turned into rage, burning his soul. "After all these years, I still remember you, haha" “Crack!!” Jiang Mo chuckled, put his five fingers together, and crumpled the letter into pieces. The ancient fire overflowed from his palm and burned it to ashes. "If he dares to rob you, he has to get past me first." "Thank you, Xuanzun." Yue Min was deeply moved, and his wrinkled eyes turned slightly red. "It doesn't matter. One person is coming, and more are coming. They are not afraid of me, so why should I be afraid of them?" Jiang Mo picked up the teacup in front of the table and took a sip. At this moment, a bright white light suddenly appeared beside him and condensed into Cheng Zhen and Zhuge Yu. "Uncle Master, the evacuation has been arranged. The enchantment areas in the back mountain where we were in seclusion have also been moved in. Do you want to come with us?" Zhuge Yu couldn't help but ask. After receiving Jiang Mo's instructions in the morning, he teamed up with his senior brother to move the entire mountain gate back to the secret realm, and then reconstructed the Five Elements Qi, replicating the original buildings one to one, and located them on the top of the mountain. "I do not go." Jiang Mo bathed in the sunset, his expression extremely peaceful, with a gentle smile on his face, and he turned a blind eye to the impending catastrophe. His injuries have healed 80% of their strength. Who in the world dares to kill him? Who can kill him? Moreover, the Red Blood Demon Armor needs to be fed with the essence and blood of a strong man, so this opportunity must not be missed.

Seeing that persuasion was fruitless, Cheng Zhen understood Jiang Mo's thoughts, stepped forward and handed him a scroll, reminding him: "Uncle Master, this is the future predicted by the moth four hours ago. It is now asleep, leaving the information here for you. I hope you will refer to it carefully." "Ah." "Take good care of it. I am always watching the boundary wall of the secret realm. The healing strength of the space is far greater than before. Whether they have a boundary-breaking shuttle or not, they can't get in." Jiang Mo took the scroll and was about to spread it out, but out of the corner of his eye he noticed Cheng Zhen, who was standing there without saying a word, as if he wanted to say something but stopped. "What's wrong?" he asked with a smile. "Uncle Master, I am incompetent and was unable to stay and fight alongside you." Cheng Zhen felt guilty and blamed himself, and his voice was mixed with a hint of loneliness. His cultivation level is still at the 2nd level of Xuanming, which is still some distance away from perfection. However, because he has refined the essence and blood of many extraordinary creatures and completed the transformation of life form, his combat power has soared greatly, vaguely comparable to the 4th level of Xuanming. Although not as good as the demon kings, he is not too far behind. Even so, although he practiced day and night, he was still weak and could not help at all when facing the attacking Lord of the Realm. Jiang Mo knew what he was thinking and comforted him: "As an elder, it is natural for you, the younger generation, to be protected from the wind and rain." "I'm just doing what I should do. Take your time. You're still young. Look at the world. Apart from the freaks of your generation in the secret realm, who can surpass you? With more years of experience, one day you will take over my responsibilities and surpass me to protect everyone." "But before that, you have already endured too much." Cheng Zhen meant something. He was still horrified by what happened a few days ago. Jiang Mo was almost beaten half to death, and he returned to the sect with his last breath. "It's just a little physical pain, it's nothing." "Wait for good news. Wait until I put an end to this chaos. You, Zhuge, get ready. I will take you on a long journey." Jiang Mo calmly instructed the two disciples not to worry about him. "Okay, we'll wait for you then." Cheng Zhen said solemnly, he clasped his fists and bowed, then his figure disappeared and returned to the secret realm. After they left, only one person and two monsters were left in the huge Trinity Sect. "Wow!" Jiang Mo spread out the scroll, and what appeared before his eyes was a lifelike ink painting. Eight lords of the realm, with strange visions on their backs and the aura of swallowing mountains and rivers, held ancient magical instruments in their hands and approached the Trinity Gate. They looked down at the earth from the sky, like gods occupying the nine heavens. Behind them were a vast army of elite troops, including sect leaders, elders, and so on, totaling two to three hundred people, a huge crowd. "Nine-layer Mountain, Paradise, Ice Flame Valley, God's Arrival Sect, Heaven-Severing Gate, Ancient Spring Ruins, Soul-Refining Mountain, Longevity Lake" "They are all here. That's great. It saves me from having to look for them one by one." Based on the martial arts visions in the portraits and the magical instruments they held, Jiang Mo recognized the sect that was besieging him. "!!!" Yao Wang, who was drinking tea nearby, was shocked by what he heard. He almost choked on his tea. His eyes widened as big as copper bells, and he asked with a tingling scalp: "How much more?!"

"The eight realm masters are all tough guys. Xuanzun, can you handle it?!" Its voice was trembling. This was no longer a matter of life and death, but a clear and inevitable death. According to the level of the old ghosts from the Creation Sect, it can be roughly estimated that each of them can barely fight Jiang Mo for dozens of rounds. This alone is enough to make him unable to cope with all the tasks, and if the eight masters of the realm cannot be restrained, if any one of them takes the time to deal with it and Yue Min, they will all die. "Why panic?" Jiang Mo disagreed, smiled and explained: "Don't forget, this is not their home ground, and I am not suppressed by heaven and earth." "The increase they get in the outside world is far less than that in the secret realm. It is still undecided who will win." "So, there's hope?" Yao Wang seemed a little skeptical, still a little worried. "Ah." Jiang Mo answered in the affirmative. Once a lord of the mortal realm was killed, his rebirth would not be so fast, and the replenishment of true Qi he received was also quite limited, not as good as the free squandering in the secret realm. "But how should we deal with these magical instruments?" Yue Min pointed at the shocking weapons in the ink painting and said worriedly: "Your heavy sword is broken and has not been repaired yet. If you fight them, you might get into trouble." "No problem. Even if they have magical weapons, they can't do anything to me. The heavy sword that I melted into the demon armor should be hard enough. Even if it breaks in the middle, I can still control it." Jiang Mo looked at the eight people in the scroll. The master of the realm who gave him the strongest sense of oppression was the strong man from the Shenlin Sect, followed by the sword cultivator from the Jietian Sect and the body-refining old man from the Jiuchong Mountain. The rest were not much different. "So what can we do for you, Xuanzun?" Yue Min asked again, its injuries are still there, and it can't even exert half of its combat power at its peak, it is too restricted. "Let's take advantage of the fact that their base camp is empty and plunder it. There aren't many, just two, Ji Le Fu and Jiu Chong Shan." "I will then conceal your Qi, open the void portal, and send you to their secret realm. You can then use the boundary-breaking shuttle to sneak in, and I will hold them back head-on." "Okay, we are sure of that." Yao Wang and Yue Min answered straightforwardly that as long as they were not facing off against the Lord of the Control Realm, they were not afraid of ordinary masters. "Also, I will prepare something for you tomorrow. Even if we can't grab the treasure there, it's fine if we destroy it all." Jiang Mo smiled and slowly put away the scroll. There were still two days left until the time predicted by the moth withering. Maybe the revival of some of the realm masters along the way was not so smooth, so it was delayed. It just so happened that he could wait and also wanted to make more preparations. (End of this chapter)