Chapter 439: The last battle before becoming a lord, the inner demon that made Jiang Mo desperate (8K, awesome)After Miaohui passed away, the position of the sect leader was succeeded by his senior brother Zuo Ruotong. Jiang Mo's cultivation is still lacking some maturity, but he has already seen the way forward. The peak of the second level is not far away. After that, several years passed quickly, and Jiang Mo stayed in the back mountain and seldom went out. Guests from various sects would come to visit occasionally, but they knew very little about him. They only heard from the first and second level disciples that Sect Leader Zuo had a reclusive junior brother who had quite a good cultivation level. During this period, Jiang Mo's life force cultivation had surpassed that of his senior brother Zuo Rutong, and he won more and more times in competitions. When he won five times in a row in a month, his cultivation had reached a bottleneck. In the summer of 1917, Jiang Mo revealed the secret of the old enemy in the northern border to his senior brother. He wanted to go down the mountain to eliminate the monsters and look for an opportunity to break through the third level. It was a turbulent time and evil spirits were everywhere. He wanted to do what he could to eliminate monsters, help the weak, and uphold justice. "Okay, then, Junior Brother, you have to get through this one." That was the last competition. Zuo Rutong, who was worried about his junior fellow student, showed unprecedented strength. He changed his usual gentle attitude and became cold and strict, displaying all he had learned throughout his life to the fullest. The two sides fought fiercely for hundreds of rounds. Strong winds howled in the mountains and forests, birds fled in panic, and the rocky mountains shattered layer by layer. The afterimages were so fast that they could not be captured. In the end, Jiang Mo won. With his superior cultivation and martial arts skills, he proved to his senior brother that he had unquestionable strength. He broke away from the protection of the sect and traveled alone in the war-torn and turbid sea of ​​suffering in the human world.

Half a month later, under the gazes of Zuo Rutong and Si Chong, Jiang Mo gradually walked away, thus starting a turbulent life. He started from the southern Fujian province and encountered a shocking number of evil cultivators and bandits along the way. It was also from this time that Jiang Mo discovered for the first time that he seemed to have an innate talent for killing. Especially when he blew up a bandit's body with one punch, turning it into a bloody mist, he was completely calm and didn't even frown. In troubled times, human life is worthless, let alone the bandits who bring disaster to the countryside and rule the mountains. With the absolute advantage of his highly Qi-transformed body, any bandit den he encountered along the way, no matter how many homemade rifles they had, could not stop Jiang Mo's raid. He just stepped on the corpses of countless people and moved closer to the northern border. In order to refine his cultivation and reach further perfection, he endured a large number of bullets. The wounds transformed by Qi gradually healed faster and faster, even to the point where he could do whatever he wanted. In the spring of 1918, Jiang Mo heard from the streets that a strange man from overseas had arrived on the mainland in pursuit of a forbidden magical weapon left in the Central Plains, and had conducted a massive search in nearby towns. These forces from all over the place resorted to every possible means, conflicts often broke out, and they had no scruples at all, resulting in the deaths of many civilians. Afterwards, Jiang Mo received the news that the trace of the magic weapon was exposed, rushed to the scene, snatched the cup-shaped holy weapon called "Blood Fountain" from the melee, pretended to be defeated and injured, fled all the way to a deserted island by boat, and lured strong men from various countries to join. Soon after, a great war broke out and lasted for a day and a night. He shattered the Blood Spring Sacred Artifact and killed most of the powerful enemies who besieged him. However, he was injured and nearly killed by various foreign secret techniques. It happened that it was this training that successfully sent him into the mysterious realm above the second level and below the third level, almost becoming a half-step land immortal. Every inch of flesh and blood, bones, and even the most fragile brain in his body, had achieved permanent Qi transformation. Recuperate. Sentiment. Hurry up. Towards the end of the year, Jiang Mo arrived deep in the northern border. On that vast grassland, he heard a lot about the great reputation of his uncle Chong Yan, whom he had never met. He claimed to be a mysterious immortal who was immortal and had over a hundred evil cultivators under his command. The tribes that were enslaved by them suffered extremely miserable deaths and injuries, and their ancestral secret skills were taken away. Jiang Mo suppressed his rage and fought his way forward, killing all the enemy's minions stationed in various tribes. When passing through a tribe called 'Gullaye', the old chief, who learned of his intention, gave him a dark green ring and ordered him to carry it with him to prevent harm from the soul-breaking curse. This move happened to play a crucial role later.

Late at night, the moon is high in the sky and the breeze is cool. When Jiang Mo arrived at the evil demon's base camp, he saw a scene that made his scalp tingle. The humanoid monsters everywhere were completely demonized, and all the human characteristics disappeared. They were all monsters that practiced the forbidden ancient techniques of a certain tribe and stole the power of wild beasts. His uncle, Taoist Chong Yan, was the most perfect trial-taker. He retained his human form to a large extent. At the same time, he possessed the powers of hundreds of natural creatures, becoming a so-called 'demon', but he called himself a 'god'. "boom!!!" The battle continues to the death. Chong Yan's strength is even greater than Jiang Mo's, and he has the help of hundreds of evil cultivators. It was an extremely brutal battle, which almost drove Jiang Mo to despair. He was covered in wounds and suffered repeated serious injuries. Fortunately, he had a body that was incarnated with Qi, and he was able to recover with one breath. He continued to withstand the frontal pressure and invade from the edge. It took him nearly 2 days to kill all of Chong Yan's minions. However, his condition was not even one-third of his peak. Facing Chong Yan who was slightly injured, he had no chance of winning at all. "Miao Hui, it would be a shame if I taught you such a good apprentice and sent you to die in vain." Chong Yan's evil eyes revealed a deep admiration, and he promised: "You and I have a connection after all. If you are willing to surrender, I will never kill you. On the contrary, I will use you as my successor. Then you and I will join forces to suppress the good and evil in the martial arts world. Wouldn't this huge world be within easy reach? What do you think?" "No way." Jiang Mo, covered in blood, was panting like a desperate beast. His chest rose and fell slightly, and he vomited some pieces of internal organs from time to time. His Reverse Life could indeed be activated continuously to keep his body in Qi state, but there were too many of Chong Yan's lackeys, and it took him two days to complete it. He could not withstand the continuous consumption and could only use it intermittently to suppress his injuries. "No problem? Haha" Hearing this, Chong Yan chuckled, and did not get angry, but continued to persuade: "You hate me and resist me so much because you think I have fallen into the devil's way? Don't you think I am worthy of being your teacher?" "." Jiang Mo was silent, his eyes were cold. He didn't bother to pay attention to this madman. He was just tense and tried to seize this moment of respite to replenish his true energy which was almost running out. Eyes are the windows to the soul, but the two had never communicated and did not understand each other. Chong Yan only saw pure murderous intent in Jiang Mo's eyes. That was an unshakable will. He thought for a moment and said jokingly: "Think about it, how did your master return alive?" "If I am really a demon, killing him would be easy. If I refine him into my puppet, wouldn't it help me take my hegemony to the next level?" "What exactly do you want to do?" Jiang Mo asked sternly. "The sect will eventually be destroyed. They are lurking in the dark, watching silently like monsters in the shadows. How can you, with your incomplete rebirth, save the crumbling edifice?" Chong Yan laughed at himself and said: "Once upon a time, I had a body like yours, but that kind of power is nothing but a joke in front of those old enemies. A simple wave of my hand is enough to destroy you and me forever." "So, you abandoned the sect, abandoned yourself, and became the half-human, half-ghost you are now?" Jiang Mo frowned, having a bad feeling. "I didn't abandon you. I was here to protect you. I stood at the forefront and took all the blame. I just killed some insignificant outsiders. Why did you and your master have to be so blinded by one thing and turn against me?"

"Otherwise, are you, a bunch of lambs waiting to be slaughtered, going to repeat the tragedy of history?" "In this world, people always eat each other. The so-called good and evil are not as clear-cut as you think. Of course, in my eyes, it has no meaning at all." "Morality, justice, sect rules, conscience, none of them can restrain me. I was born free, and everything I do is permitted by heaven! I am a chess piece in this vast universe of living beings, carrying the will of heaven and moving freely. As for the gossips of ordinary people, they are not worth mentioning." Looking at the young man, who still remained indifferent, Chong Yan gradually lost his patience. This young man's character is harder than iron. He is determined to stick to his principles, just like Miao Hui. He probably won't submit to him. "The monster in the shadows you mentioned, huh?" Jiang Mo was still stalling for time. His internal organs were being repaired by the reverse Qi flow, and his flesh and blood were reorganized, becoming stronger and more solid. "Miao Hui didn't tell you?" Chong Yan did not answer but asked instead. At the same time, he saw through Jiang Mo's trick. Perhaps because he had great confidence in his own strength, he did not directly take action to interrupt the other party's recovery of his true energy. "No." Jiang Mo could tell there was something else behind the old ghost's words. It seemed that he was willing to fall into the evil path because of the potential threat. "There's no point in telling you." Chong Yan did not elaborate, a hint of reminiscence appeared in his eyes, and he said calmly: "Since you, my little nephew, are unwilling to follow my philosophy, then let me take you there." "When you see your master in the underworld, remember to say hello to him for me and tell him that I will do it and protect everyone." After saying this, his mind became clear and he slowly raised his right hand, ready to form a seal while chanting an ancient spell in his mind, aiming to kill Jiang Mo in one fell swoop. "If it is God's will, and I am allowed to kill you here, Uncle Master, can you accept it?" At this time, Jiang Mo had also made up his mind. He didn't think he had a chance to leave here alive. The best outcome should be that both sides would be destroyed. During the conversation, his true energy, which should have been exhausted, suddenly surged into abundance. His flying frosty hair turned dull and gray, his body became thinner, and dense wrinkles appeared on his face. He looked more than fifty or sixty years older in an instant. Jiang Mo, who was forced into a desperate situation, burned his life and squeezed out the most extreme strength from the depths of his body, transcending time and overdrawing his future, but there was not a trace of regret or fear on his face. "No, you are more amazing than your master. You are qualified to compete with me." Chong Yan did not hide his approval, and he dispersed the handprint of the Soul-Breaking Curse. His body instantly burst out with even more terrifying energy, wild and evil, grinning grimly: "Come! Let me test your quality." "boom!!!" A terrifying explosion was heard, and the two afterimages disappeared. They fought to the same place, and the fist shadows were as fast as lightning. With every collision, the sound of bones breaking could be heard. "Boom!" Jiang Mo's figure, like a meteor, penetrated the vast mountains, leaving a deep ravine. After dozens of rounds of fighting, he suffered a great loss. Half of his arm was bloody and almost broken. All five fingers were bleeding, revealing pale bone streaks. Chong Yan's strength was the most terrifying he had ever seen, without a doubt. The problem was that Jiang Mo's physical skills were much better than his. He used a shortcut and exerted force once to break Chong Yan's arm, and his regeneration speed was beyond Jiang Mo's imagination.

In the blink of an eye, the bloody wound broke free into a brand new, white arm. It was even more exaggerated than the repair by reverse regeneration, and it did not seem like an ordinary divine skill at all. "You haven't seen it, have you? Little calf, that's the power of the salamander's bloodline." Chong Yan laughed out loud, his demonic energy overwhelming. Taking advantage of the thousandth of a second when Jiang Mo was stunned, he punched him, reversed the situation, and knocked him down by dozens of feet. "Come again!" "Don't die!" As soon as he finished speaking, nine huge spherical lightning appeared behind Chong Yan, instantly releasing hundreds of lightning bolts as thick as basins, striking towards Jiang Mo. "?!" "boom--!" Jiang Mo's pupils suddenly shrank, and he didn't even have time to be shocked. He hurriedly gathered strength in both hands, condensed his Qi into a force, and resisted the dancing lightning snakes. His arms were numb from the explosion, and he retreated repeatedly. However, these are just two species whose power he stole. The means possessed by Chong Yan are far beyond Jiang Mo's cognition. He had never encountered such an outrageous enemy in his life. He could regenerate a broken arm or control thunder. No matter which one it was, it would be a unique skill that would make him famous in the martial arts world. Then, Chong Yan's skin began to gradually become transparent and was completely hidden in the real space. Only the faint smell could not be concealed. However, due to his extremely fast movement speed, Jiang Mo captured more than a dozen directions in an instant and could not tell which one was real. “Gurgle!!!” The thick fog as black as ink also spread at this moment, converging from the surroundings to the central area at a rapid speed, leaving no chance to escape or dodge. At this point, Jiang Mo fell into the killing field carefully arranged by Chong Yan. "call-!" "call-!" Murderous intent was everywhere. Jiang Mo calmed his almost out-of-control heartbeat and remained calm. It was not until this moment that he realized how terrifying the enemies his master had faced before were. No wonder he looked so haggard and devastated after returning. "call out--" Suddenly, a large hand covered with poisonous spots came from the side and reached towards Jiang Mo's heart. "Pfft!" "boom!" Jiang Mo did not dodge, allowing the withered palm to pierce his heart, and the muscles in his right arm bulged wildly, like an arrow with a fully drawn bowstring that exploded in an instant. There was no technical embellishment, just a simple and brutal iron-breaking punch, smashing into the brow of the blurry figure. "Um?" The old voice sounded a little doubtful, but he didn't expect to miss. Just as his five fingers vibrated slightly, releasing the poisonous Qi, the blue and white Qi that made up Jiang Mo's body seemed to come alive, constantly spreading out and avoiding the poisonous Qi. “Crack! Crack!”

Along with the sound of bones breaking, piercing pain penetrated into Jiang Mo's nerves. He was extremely surprised and punched the old ghost on the head with a heavy punch, which seemed to hit a hard shell. In an instant, sticky blood stained his entire palm and even his bones were trembling. "Great! Your duplication is completely different from others' duplications." "I really don't want to kill you little monkey." Chong Yan smiled with satisfaction and highly recognized the achievements of the younger generation. This is even further than he had gone back then. It is no exaggeration to say that he is only one step away from the triple rebirth. "call out-!" "call out--!!" "Crash!!!" Before he could finish his words, Jiang Mo's body disintegrated, forming wisps of true Qi, and unleashed a terrifying killing move. Countless tiny Qi sands, compressed to an incompressible state, instantly locked onto Chong Yan's vital points, like a hail of bullets fired indiscriminately. "Clang clang clang!!!" “Puff!!” “Puff!!!” "Ahem, what? Little monkey, you hid this trick!!" A furious voice was heard, and Chong Yan, who was caught off guard, had his iron-colored skin pierced with hideous holes. His limbs were loose and flabby, and he was basically beaten into a sieve. Strange black-green blood was flowing out, emitting a fishy and unpleasant smell. Even so, he was only injured, and the power of his salamander bloodline was activated again, his flesh and blood healed rapidly, and then he revealed a cruel and brutal smile. "Want to kill me? You're still a million miles away!" "Gulu! Guru!" Then, Chong Yan gritted his teeth and endured the rampage of the alien true qi in his body that tore apart his internal organs and flesh. He secreted high-strength acid to trap and decompose it all. "Wow!" Not far away, the blue and white true energy slowly gathered into a figure. Jiang Mo's face was pale and blood was oozing from the corners of his mouth. Even though he had the advantage of being the first to strike, the old ghost had terrifying vitality and countless hidden cards. Let alone winning with one strike, even injuring the opponent severely was a luxury. "Bang!!" "boom!!!" Soon, the two figures clashed again. Jiang Mo had an absolute advantage in close combat. He neutralized Chong Yan's attack, used his elbow as an axe, and rammed into the opponent's chest. He suddenly burst out with inch power and smashed a twisted hole. The pain made the old man lose his mind and he went berserk for a moment. Deep black lightning burst out all over his body, and he forced Jiang Mo back. "Ahhh!!!" Chong Yan knew that the physical difference between the two was minimal, but the opponent's martial arts were far superior to his. Only by transforming his speed and strength could he completely suppress this damn monkey. So, he used some forbidden power, which caused his body to evolve horribly. He let out a shrill wail, his flesh and blood were torn apart, his eyeballs were bloodshot, and the thunder he released became more and more powerful, and he would never let Jiang Mo get close to him.

"Pfft!!" "Pfft!!" Two strange sounds were heard in succession, and two overlapping holes appeared in the old man's chest, with four new arms extending from the front and back. A few seconds later, the two arms in the innermost part suddenly tore from the inside to the outside, and completely tore off the two layers of body outside the body, and an old man who was still old but had several times more terrifying aura walked out. "." Jiang Mo said nothing and continued to fight with him. Time seemed to stand still, yet it also seemed to be speeding up. After a few sunrises and moonsets, the battlefield where the two were located was full of potholes and covered with blurry pieces of flesh and blood. At dusk, an old figure stood up tremblingly. Chong Yan's eyeballs were gone. He let out a hoarse and sinister laugh, completely ignoring his pierced abdomen and the fact that half of his body had turned into mud. Most of his ribs were broken and he was covered in black blood, but he felt unprecedented pleasure. Not far from him, Jiang Mo was dying, leaning against the ruins. Both of his arms were broken, and there was a huge hole in his chest, through which his shattered internal organs were vaguely visible. There were scars on his throat as if five fingers had pierced through it, and the wound on his skull was horrific. The brain tissue inside was slowly rotting away from the venom, causing great damage to his body and soul. The two lunatics fought to the end, both of them were exhausted. Feeling the location of Jiang Mo's breath, the old man murmured sadly: "Little guy, you are really strong. Even I almost fell into your hands." "But, this world is more vast than you can imagine. Just three levels is far from enough, far from enough." "It's a pity that between you and me, only one of us chose the right path. Otherwise, this wouldn't have happened." "Let me take you there." As he spoke, Chong Yan smiled slightly. Even though he was blind, it didn't matter at all. He determined Jiang Mo's position and began to make seals with his hands, preparing to use the Soul-Breaking Curse to smash the young man's head into a pulp. At this time, Jiang Mo, who was silent, had difficulty breathing. His consciousness was blurred, and his vision was scarlet. He could not see clearly at all. It was all blood. He could only rely on instinct to control the last shot of true Qi, which gradually condensed into a whirlpool. "call" "call" Jiang Mo, who was on the verge of death, recalled the past events in his mind. He was very satisfied with everything he had enjoyed so far, and he did not regret his decision to fight this battle. “Slow down.” Chong Yan activated the Soul-Breaking Curse, an invisible killing move that ignored the distance in space and went straight to kill Jiang Mo's brain. "Buzz!" "boom!!!" It was also at this moment that Jiang Mo used his final killing move. The vortex of blue and white true energy that was madly intertwined and compressed was like a cannonball fired from a gun, blasting through the old ghost's body, and then exploded, with blood raining down from the sky. Jiang Mo only felt a splitting headache and couldn't help wailing. Even though the ring on his finger exploded instantly, reducing most of his lethality, his soul was still damaged and he fell into a coma, with his life or death unknown. The fight came to an end. The contest with Chong Yan was the most brutal battle in Jiang Mo's life. He was beaten into a cripple and almost lost his life.

At the same time, this was also the most desperate and powerless battle he had ever fought before he became 'Chen Qing Xuan Zun'. He tried his best, but in the end he only won by a narrow margin because of luck. Soon, the tribesmen rescued by Jiang Mo rushed to the scene and saw a river of blood and corpses everywhere. Everyone was so shocked that their faces changed color and they frantically searched for the trace of their benefactor among the pile of dead bodies. Fortunately, after a while, they found the disabled Jiang Mo, and quickly applied medicine to stop the bleeding. They didn't even dare to move back to the tribe, and started rescuing him on the spot. Jiang Mo spent an unknown amount of time in the silent and dark world. When he woke up again, it was six years later. He had been disabled for six years and even after waking up, he was still in critical condition. Over the years, it was the Gurlaye tribe who took good care of him. Half a year passed before he was able to get out of bed and walk. After this incident, he established a deep bond with this tribe and gradually got used to the local customs. He lived there for nearly seven more years, until his injuries gradually healed and his cultivation recovered to half of its peak level. As resources in the area where they lived began to run out, the Gurlaye tribe needed to continue to move further north to find a suitable site. After that, Jiang Mo escorted them across the vast grassland to find a new home to settle down. During this period, he was taught the secret skill of the Soul-Breaking Curse by the old patriarch, and also learned what the killing move was that had severely damaged his brain that year. The relocation of the entire family was completed in about half a year. Jiang Mo basically swept the surrounding areas for them and confirmed that there were no bandits or powerful evil spirits. He did not leave until 1938. After his cultivation was fully restored, he found a way to break through and decided to go to an isolated ice field to practice hard. After that, everything happened in a familiar way. In the strange world inside the Tatian Gate, the moment Jiang Mo entered, his eyes swept across all his past life. Countless voices were calling him in countless time and space, as if arms were pulling him. "Crash!!!" Golden flames ignited from his body surface, and those looming figures were burned to ashes in an instant. At the same time, familiar figures appeared one after another in front of him, including the scavenger old man who raised him, his master Miaohui, Zuo Rutong, Si Chong, Chong Yan, and several familiar friends in the Gurlaye tribe. "Mo'er, just stay here and don't go out" Miao Hui was trying to stop him. His facial expressions and emotional fluctuations were all replicas of his old friend's appearance. "Brother, please think about it. We won't hurt you." "Brother Jiang, enough is enough." Everyone was trying to persuade him, but Jiang Mo just smiled calmly: "You are all a bunch of inner demons and illusions. Listen to me and put away this meaningless attitude. The Takong Sect is very powerful. You who were created never even think that you are fake. You are just like puppets, being controlled and manipulated at will." "What do you mean?" Chong Yan was angry in the hallucination. He dared not believe that he was fake, but his memory was indeed vague. "You'll find out soon." "It's time for me to see the second stage of the Takong Gate. After all, the Supreme has tried it, so I want to try it too, right? Uncle-master, you are still the one I am most looking forward to." Jiang Mo smiled calmly and threw a punch. In an instant, all the demons and illusions in his mind were annihilated, and the whole world shattered like fragile ceramics. "Boom!!!" Back to the perspective of the real world, Beigong Li and Zhong Yuegang locked Jiang Mo in, thinking that they could rest easy and delay the situation for a while. The drastic change came immediately, like a fist of light at the beginning of the universe, blooming from the inside out, instantly shattering the entire portal and rushing straight into the thirty-three heavens. The sea of ​​clouds collapsed, and the land within a radius of dozens of miles was shaking and collapsing. Hundreds of disciples trapped in the Takong Sect were transformed into dust between heaven and earth and died silently without even a trace of blood mist.

"Buzz!" "Buzz!" A series of terrifying auras appeared from the void, and they were the figures of the previous group of inner demons. Their eyes are pitch black, and even their intelligence has been wiped out. Their strength cannot be measured by common sense, and they are actually stronger than the three demon kings and the two supreme elders. Stage 2: The inner demon emerges! The Takong Gate is a religious artifact that was refined by the founder of the Takong Palace. It is closely connected to the entire secret realm and has infinite spiritual energy to support it. The inner demons created by it are comparable to the combat power of the 5th level of Xuanming. This is its limit. If it were an ordinary master, he would be besieged by multiple inner demons of the same level. It is no exaggeration to say that he is in danger of death. But there are exceptions such as the Supreme Lord who has temporarily broken through to the 7th level of Xuanming, and Jiang Mo who is currently at the Five Qi Extreme Body and the Lord of the Realm. The Takong Sect simply cannot create such a freak. "It's really lively, Uncle Master, would you like to try it?" Jiang Mo said to the familiar figure, only its strength was completely different from other inner demons, and it was somewhat close to the 6th level of Xuanming. "I used to be 50 years short of your life cultivation. Now, I'm not hitting you, but it's not bad to satisfy my desire." "call out--!" Not only Chong Yan's inner demon, but the rest of the inner demons also rushed over in an instant. "Ah." Jiang Mo's true Qi transformed into blazing silver chains wrapped around the ancient fire, sweeping across the sky and capturing the seven black streams of light. He then threw them out, smashing through the nearby mountains and coughing up blood. "Pfft!!!" The chains contracted, leaving no chance for struggle. The seven inner demons were broken in half like straws. The true fire of the ancient path burned fiercely and turned into ashes in an instant. Streams of dark energy broke free from the shackles and disappeared into the sky. As for Chong Yan's inner demon, Jiang Mo had no defenses and allowed it to launch an attack. "boom!!!" When he reached the target, that familiar old friend raised his right hand high, and the tremendous power of thunder gathered madly, and blood-red lightning appeared. The entire secret realm was responding to its demand, pouring out power continuously. "You still understand me, come on!" "Let me test your quality." An extremely similar sentence was said by Jiang Mo 97 years later. He smiled gently and would never forget the impression of that battle. Now there is another good opportunity for a collision, even if it is a fake, he is quite happy. "boom!!!" Jiang Mo gathered his true energy in his fist bones and struck out in an instant, confronting Chong Yan's inner demon head-on. The next moment, the old fist that was surrounded by blood thunder exploded into pieces. “BOOM!!!” A blurry figure fell from the sky. The aftermath of the collision of the two overbearing forces began to radiate in all directions, causing the nearby palace to shatter. "How. How could it be!!"

Zhong Yue’s eyes widened with anger, and he seemed to have the strongest inner demon, but he was beaten without any ability to fight back. "Humph! It's not that easy. We've only just begun!" Beigong Li's eyes were cold, and when he was confident, seven black streams of light fell from the sky and poured into the body of Chong Yan's inner demon, causing its aura to surge wildly and its strength to increase unimaginably, breaking through a bottleneck in one fell swoop and reaching a height comparable to the 6th level of Xuan Ming. It is no exaggeration to say that at this moment, Chong Yan's inner demon is more powerful than any other three-life soul, and he has demonstrated the power of the Takong Sect to the extreme. 　Chong Yan's original strength is very, very powerful, and his potential for growth is immeasurable. It's just that he and the protagonist took different paths. But if he had survived that battle, the ending would have been pretty much the same. He was able to do basically everything the protagonist could do. It's a pity that he had bad luck and lost to his own arrogance and carelessness. He didn't use forbidden techniques at the beginning and crushed to death a junior who he thought he could kill at will. Little did he know that this junior had enough courage to risk fifty or sixty years of his life in one breath and fight him to the end. To be precise, Chong Yan and Jiang Mo were both monsters that appeared in the last period when the Sanyi Sect was about to be extinct. They are of the same level and have the ability to revitalize the sect and turn the tide.

(End of this chapter)