It took Jiang Mo more than two years to temper his body with the Five Qi and regenerate his , he is radiating immortal light inside and out, as light as willow catkins, and yet as heavy as a mountain. At this moment, he was feeling the power of his new body. Infinite energy was rapidly gathering and contracting in his heart, and then expanding outward at a high speed. Every beat was similar to the life rhythm of a trembling star. With the blessing of this state, everything seemed transparent as far as he looked. Even the heaven and earth seemed small under the coverage of his spreading true Qi. In addition, there is a long-lasting instinct that awakens with it, called "Unrestrained", which is a generous gift obtained after successfully breaking through the level. This kind of gift is the gift that the physical body receives after going through hardships and breaking through to the seventh level. In short, the physical body is psychic and highly resonates with the consciousness. When faced with the threat of powerful enemy's magical powers or killing moves, it will dodge on its own or disperse part of the body, so that the main body is in a free state without being locked or harmed. There is no need to even think about it. Everything is based on the changes in consciousness. It will activate muscle memory, make the most perfect coordination, and assist the soul in fighting to maximize its combat power. The second true body also has a similar ability, which is to foresee danger and prepare in advance, and the "unrestrained" instinct of the Five Qi Extreme Body that breaks through the seventh level is to have the ability to foresee and dodge. There is a big gap between the two. The physical body that has just entered the seventh level of Xuanming is far from being comparable to the second real body. Despite this, Jiang Mo still felt that "Unrestrained" had great potential. If he could cultivate it to the eighth level of Xuanming, perhaps he could be slightly better than the second body's foresight.

Compared to the quasi-seventh-level body, the strength of the new body has increased significantly, about several times, but the feeling of doing whatever one wants has become stronger. What Jiang Mo cares about most is that in addition to the instinct that exists with his body forever, he has also awakened an innate magical power - following his heart. After constant exploration, the ability he gained was specifically understood to be that any material or living thing in the world, whether alive or dead, as long as it was locked onto by him, could be instantly transformed into other materials. As long as the life level is not as high as his, there is no way for them to resist. With just one thought, he will push the true method to the limit, restore matter to its original Qi state, and reorganize it at will, arranging it into the matter he wants. This kind of authority is just like that of a creator, and has great room for improvement. Theoretically, as long as Jiang Mo is willing, he can turn the ocean into mulberry fields, or the desert into a rainforest. As a seeker who has read widely and has also been to the battlefield outside the universe. The first thing that came to his mind was the vast universe, the eight planets orbiting the sun in fixed orbits, and other asteroids. Although the natural environment is harsh, for him it is undoubtedly a treasure trove waiting to be developed. However, in the memory of the Supreme Lord, when he broke through the seventh level, he did not obtain this magical power, but he did awaken the long-lasting instinct of "unrestrained". This was also the important reason why he was able to break into multiple secret realms and confront the master without dying later on, even when he was possessed by the devil and had fallen into a lower realm. In this regard, Jiang Mo's guess is that the Supreme Lord at that time did not cultivate a complete Five Qi Ultimate Body, but only a Two Qi Gathering Body, which resulted in limited transformation. Otherwise, with the magical power 'Follow Your Heart', those who attack the secret realm, even those masters who have reached the level of Dao Lords, will not be able to defeat them at all. In order to familiarize himself with his magical powers and restore his transformed body to its peak level, Jiang Mo did not rush to break through, but postponed it for a few months. When the summer solstice came, suddenly one day, he was in perfect condition. At the moment of inspiration, he found the best opportunity and decisively rushed into the second level. "Boom!!!" The blazing silver body burst out with dazzling light and turned into a thin film, completely solidifying and trapping the sitting Jiang Mo inside. At the same time, the soul light nurtured in the body emerged like bamboo shoots after a spring rain. They have the same soul essence as Jiang Mo, but their faces are different. Some are teenagers with murderous eyes, some are young people with a sharp aura, there is also the middle-aged period who is as still as a mountain, calm and introverted, and the old age period who has completed his practice and achieved great success in martial arts.

There were seven densely packed figures, all of which broke free from the constraints of their flesh in an instant, were born intact, and were in the deepest spiritual cage with Jiang Mo. It was an empty, dilapidated and ruined Trinity Gate, with dark clouds covering a thousand miles and thunder roaring through the sky. Each soul was extremely powerful. They stood on the ruins, their momentum soaring wildly as if there was no end. All seven of them were intelligent and understood their situation. Whoever is stronger is the real person! In the beginning, they were all born as whetstones for the flesh to test the original soul. Their fate was doomed from the beginning. They needed to step on corpses, chop off heads, witness their supreme self, and ascend the throne. However, they have the same memories, have mastered various magical powers, and have reached the pinnacle of martial arts, and they still have the same opportunity to evolve as the original souls. At this moment, sinister, cruel, complicated, pitying, playful, indifferent, and contemptuous looks all converged on the person surrounded by them. That was the original Jiang Mo, also the Jiang Mo who had broken through to the seventh level. He was dressed in white, looking down upon everyone with cold and arrogant eyes. Next, what he needs to do is to kill all the souls similar to him and achieve the transformation from cocoon to butterfly. And every individual present regarded Jiang Mo as the biggest threat. The power of the original soul was enough to overpower them. If it was a 1v1 situation, no one would be sure of winning. But now it is a fight without order and rules. The strength of the seven souls is not the same, but there is an obvious gap. At the same time, they all know the size of this gap. 倘若把姜漠的战力数值化为100，那其他的7人，就相当于98、96、95、94、93、93、92的排序，无法拉开太大的差距。 As the strongest man, Jiang Mo is a thorn in everyone's eyes and a thorn in their flesh. Everyone wants to kill him and replace him to create a new destiny for themselves. But human hearts are unpredictable. The weaker the souls are, the more they want to join forces to kill Jiang Mo. The second and third ranked old soul and young soul wanted to join forces with Jiang Mo to kill all the remaining bastards in one go, and then the three of them would duel again. Because for them, once they join the siege and wait for the original Jiang Mo to die, as the second and third, they will naturally be hunted by the other five and eliminated. For this reason, they decided that the best strategy was to temporarily join the Original Soul's camp, assist him in killing other competitors, and at the same time gain insight into the situation and find opportunities to deliver a fatal blow to the Original Soul. The two souls ranked in the middle of combat power roughly guessed what everyone was thinking. They did not dare to join Yuanchu's camp. Once they killed the weakest ones, they would be like fish at the mercy of others among the remaining five. The initiative would return to Yuanchu's hands again. Whichever side he helped would win. Therefore, the two of them chose without hesitation to join forces with those who were slightly weaker. Soon, the situation became 1V2V5. Just when this tacit cooperation was about to be achieved, Jiang Mo, who was standing in the center of the encirclement, said calmly and shockingly: "No need to plan, today, you all have to die." "Let's go together!" As soon as he finished speaking, there was a sharp sword sound "clang!" and it turned out that Jiang Mo had been holding a slender dark red sword in his hand. The sword blade was shining with blazing light and emitting a breathtaking power. It was none other than Gui Chen, one of his swords. The real thing had been passed on to Cheng Zhen as a symbol of the succession of the Taoist tradition. The same sword he holds now is just a substitute that he built using soul light. In the deepest part of the spiritual world, the magical powers of the Book of Time and the magical powers of the seventh-level physical body could not be activated. The eight people could only use their previous means and physical skills.

After hearing the words of the original soul, the expressions of the seven people on the field suddenly changed subtly. Some were angry, some were excited, and some were silent, re-examining whether the choices they had made were correct. "Do you think you can get out alive?" The soul that looked like a young boy was filled with hostility. He couldn't help but raise the corner of his mouth slightly, staring at Jiang Mo like he was staring at prey. He ranks fifth in strength, and his weapons are chains that wrap around his body like poisonous snakes, forged from the magical power, Xuansha Mingtu. "We are not much different from you, how dare you speak so arrogantly?" The young man shouted loudly, and the sound wave came, shaking the mountain gate violently and making it shake. The already fragmented ground was torn even more severely in an instant, with spider-web-like cracks forming continuously. "Oh, old man, you're not the only one." Another soul spoke. It was Jiang Mo, who was in his prime, several dozen years old. He had strong muscles and a very sturdy physique. He was dragging a ten-foot-long battle axe in his hand. The axe blade was extremely exaggerated, and was covered with a layer of polished, solid, and sharp blazing light. Faced with their sarcasm and the indifferent gazes of the other five people, the hurricane howled and terrifying pressure crushed in from all directions. Jiang Mo stood still and said calmly as always: "Then let's give it a try." "Boom!!" A melee was about to break out. Several figures disappeared and tried to approach Jiang Mo, but were forced back by the sword light. "Peng!!" The real fire of the ancient road burned in an instant. It was the soul of the old age who controlled the sea of ​​fire and blocked the entire mountain gate to decide life and death. "Peng!!" "Pong!!!" The same ancient true fire was released one after another, and the sea of ​​fire became more and more intense. Every soul present had an extremely arrogant character, some even went crazy, and they attacked together to prevent anyone from escaping. "Exactly what I want!" Following a hearty laugh, even Jiang Mo took action, completely pushing the scale of the Ancient Dao True Fire to its peak. The entire sect was like a purgatory on earth. "kill!" The roar broke the sky, and the eight figures turned into thousands, or even tens of thousands of afterimages, fighting madly in the sea of ​​fire. Amid the endless clashes of fists, kicks, and weapons, time seemed to pass in a flash, yet it also seemed like many years had passed. These souls fought until their eyes were red and they shouted at the top of their lungs, but they were still unable to defeat an opponent. It was really that everyone was too powerful, having perfectly inherited all of Jiang Mo's traits. The difference between life and death was often a matter of probability and luck, and when it came to the use of magical powers and spells, the difference was almost the same. Jiang Mo's face was as pale as frost. He had been fighting for who knows how long and was covered in wounds. He had survived many encirclements and suppressions. It was not until his teenage self showed signs of defeat that he decisively attacked with all his strength. While resisting the attacks from other souls, he suppressed the target. After nearly a hundred rounds of bloody fighting, he killed the target with one sword. As the cold light flashed, a hideous head was separated from the body in the splash of blood.

"boom!" This was not enough, Jiang Mo threw another punch, piercing through the beating heart in the boy's chest and killing him completely. "boom!!" Just when he gained the upper hand, the breath of death came from the side like a tidal wave, and it was a vague black shadow. "clang!!" Jiang Mo instantly realized what it was, raised his hand and swung his sword to block, but he was knocked back hundreds of meters, his internal organs were almost shattered, and he was spitting out blood. The person who attacked him was himself in his prime, whose strength was the strongest among the seven of them, almost as strong as his. Read the error-free version at 69shuba! 6=9+shu_ba is the first to publish this novel. But this 'he' was in a very bad condition. In this fight that lasted for who knows how many years, he was the most seriously injured and his face was pale. Even so, he still burst out with unimaginable strength. With one blow of the axe, the sect's mountaintop, which had long been reduced to nothing but bumps and potholes, exploded again. "call out!" "call out!!" "call out!" After missing the attack, the man grinned grimly and appeared on the side of Jiang Mo as if teleporting, launching a violent attack. “Shh! Shh!!” At the same time, his peripheral vision swept over other souls that were witnessing the scene. Some were killing the weak, while others were watching the fire from the other side of the river. But there was no doubt that they all made the same move and cast the Soul-Breaking Spell at the same time. Three of them were locked on Jiang Mo, and one was aimed at the burly man. "Shhh!!" "Pfft!!!" Jiang Mo's eyes were bloodshot and his head was about to split apart, as if he had been bombarded from the deepest part of his body by a nuclear bomb. He endured the severe pain, exerted his maximum speed, dodged half a body length, and counterattacked instantly, swinging the sword and cutting off the entire arm of his middle-aged self. "Pfft!!" The burly soul who was ambushed was spitting out blood, his eyes were furious, and his will was close to collapse. He had suffered countless wounds, and this was the last straw that broke the camel's back. "boom!!" In the second that his body was stiff, Jiang Mo, despite his injuries, pierced his forehead with a sword. He suddenly exerted force with his wrist and slashed from top to bottom, chopping him in half. His internal organs fell to the ground and he died on the spot. "call" Jiang Mo, who killed two souls in succession, was gasping for breath. After their death, their soul light did not dissipate. Instead, it turned into invisible wisps of light and was swallowed up by all the remaining people.

The same situation happened in the distance. The two weakest people were killed together by the young soul, the old soul, and another soul wearing a bronze mask and not revealing its true face. 3V2, even with the advantage in numbers, they had been fighting non-stop for a year to achieve this result. It was also at this time that Jiang Mo faced the final decisive battle. Although the three of them were injured, they still pressed forward step by step. "Boom!!" Another epic war began, the battle cries of several people shook the heaven and earth, and all they had learned throughout their lives were fully demonstrated at this moment. Billions of true Qi transformed into flying swords, spanning the entire sky. With the power of heaven and earth, he displayed his unique martial arts skills, smashed mountains and rivers with one punch, and set off a raging tornado, sinking the area for hundreds of kilometers. The most bizarre thing is the soul wearing a mask, which turns into darkness that covers the sky and the sun, devouring and decaying all organic things. It was as if the Dao Lord and the Control Lord from ancient times were fighting each other. Everyone exerted their combat strength beyond their limit, and at one point the sun and moon were dimmed, and the mountains and rivers collapsed. The sea of ​​fire that was initially set up outside the sect could not stop the magic of these monsters. They fought from the sky to the ground, and from the ground to the distant sea. That is to say, in the spiritual world, if it were reality, the vast human world would surely become a dead ruin in this fight that has lasted for more than two years. With a loud "boom", blood rained all over the sky. Jiang Mo fought in blood, his eyes were cold, and he blew up the Fa Tian Xiang Di of the old man's soul with his bare hands. Soon, the young man's soul was also killed. A black sword pierced his heart. It was the most brutal soul that took action and nailed him to death in the void. With the death of these two people, the competition to break through the barrier came to an end. "call" "call" Similar yet different heavy breathing sounds echoed in the void of the bloody dusk. On the east and west sides stood a slender figure each. Their clothes, one in black and the other in white, were now blood red. Jiang Mo's right arm was cut off, and there was only a dark hole oozing blood in his left eye. There was also a hideous sword wound on his chest that could not heal. Black poisonous energy flowed on it, continuously corroding his soul and body. Opposite him was a soul that looked exactly like him. After more than two hundred years of practice, all the accumulated negative emotions and desires were concentrated in this one person. The two of them seemed like opposing yin and yang. His injuries were even more serious than Jiang Mo's. His eyes were hollow and bleeding, and had turned into pus. He had been hit by the Soul-Breaking Curse dozens of times, but his vitality was extremely strong and he managed to hold on. In addition, half of his body was drooping limply, most of the bones in his body were shattered, and even on his throat, there was a wound that almost cut off his head. It was left by Jiang Mo, but unfortunately it was still a little short of being able to behead him. "Why do we have to fight to this extent?" "They have become the nourishment for you and me" "You occupy the peak of Yang Qi, and I occupy the peak of Yin Qi. If we merge into one, do not follow the rules, and fight to the death, we may be able to advance to a more extreme realm." The soul with a cruel personality was on the verge of death. He used his limited strength to try to persuade the original soul. "No" This was Jiang Mo’s answer, and he rejected it immediately. His face was covered in blood and the severe pain made him numb and tired.

"why?" The other party questioned without giving up, and his main thought was that he didn't want to die, and even if they could coexist, there would be a glimmer of hope. “I’m the one who made the breakthrough” “I am who I am.” Jiang Mo spoke slowly, his heart beating slightly in the wound on his chest, many blood vessels were broken, blood kept flowing, wetting his white clothes. "I have everything you have, and you don't have everything I have" "It's not a contest between Yin and Yang Qi, but a contest between Yin Qi and Taiyi True Qi." “I can’t tolerate anything impure.” "Please get on the road." After saying that, Jiang Mo took a long breath and gathered his strength. A stream of black and white, almost gray, true Qi flowed from his left hand. It was Taiyi's true Qi, a derivative of the two, and it was rapidly forming a sword. After hearing the cold answer, the man was silent for a few seconds, and then let out a hoarse and ferocious laugh. "Hahaha!!!" "Come--!" "boom!!" Jiang Mo responded to his roar, and without a doubt, he wiped out his existence with one sword. Countless soul lights flew out, floating between heaven and earth, and continued to gather towards Jiang Mo. "Boom!!!" The entity that had struck out the last sword was too exhausted to maintain its body shape. It fell directly from the void to the ground like a meteorite, coughing up blood continuously. Fortunately, there is still some breath. Break through the second level and succeed! This battle lasted for several years, and Jiang Mo was exhausted and on the verge of death. He lay motionless in the ravine of the earth, slowly closing his single unfocused eye, accepting the baptism from all parts of his body. A huge amount of soul light was constantly devoured by him, and the severe pain receded like the tide. Unconsciously, his soul had already become much stronger than before, emerging from its cocoon and becoming the sole master of his body. (End of this chapter)